"Meet the saint!" Queen Mother Xi's eyes were ethereal. She was dignified and holy. She bowed and bowed to Su Yu.

Subsequently, the Yaochi Saint and the Yaochi King also leaned forward and saluted.

Su Yu's eyes moved, taking in the outline of this noble lady, and said warmly: "The Queen Mother of the West excuses herself from the ceremony. You are the Lord of the Holy Land, so there is no need for this!"

As he spoke, two wisps of black light flew out, and two crystal-clear cups appeared. The jade teapot rose out of the air, and two crystal streams fell down.

The breeze passed by, wisps of mist swirled around, and a graceful figure walked out. The girl's body was gentle, her face was covered by the mist, and she offered two cups of tea to the Queen Mother of the West and the King of Yaochi!

"Thank you, senior!" Looking at the shining light in the black jade cup, Queen Mother Xi bowed her head again. When she bent her waist, her graceful figure was clearly revealed, and Su Yu saw it.

The young man with dark eyes was in a state of mind, admiring the other person's grace, but on the surface he was as elegant as a fairy. His eyes seemed to contain a sea of ​​stars, bright and magnificent, and full of charm.

"The appearance is not inferior to that of Yue Shi and Duan Muxue, and the temperament is even better. The Queen Mother of Yaochi is indeed extraordinary!"

Su Yu's mind wavered, and he couldn't help but smile as he recalled the first time he and the other party met.

Now that he has seen thousands of mountains and traveled across thousands of rivers, the young man has become a saint, but he still yearns for the former master of the Yaochi!

And this Yaochi saint, it’s time to repay the kindness of saving her life back then...

The Lord of Guishui Palace, surrounded by purple energy, stopped at the side.

As a newly promoted king, if she wanted to, it would be easy to control Yaochi, and she could evade the Queen Mother of the West with just a few words. This was the power of the third-level monks of Xiantai in the Age of Dharma Ending.

The Law of the Big Dipper is not obvious, and even many extreme forces do not have a current king. The old king of the Ji family was more powerful than the Holy Lord, and everyone in the Ji family had to follow his orders.

Zijun can be like that, but she has a gentle nature and doesn't think much about power. After Xian Sanzhan Dao, everything is as usual, sitting quietly in the courtyard, watching the falling flowers in the water, practicing hard in Taoism, hoping to reach a higher realm!

Therefore, during this visit to the sages, the Queen Mother of the West is the host, and she is the auxiliary...

Zi Jun recognized this palace and raised his eyebrows slightly, wondering what his lover meant.

She saluted Yingying, the Dao-Zhan chains flying around her body, and her aura was out of this world, like a moon palace fairy, which made many holy masters look at her with suspicion.

"I didn't expect a Dao Slayer to walk out of Yaochi. Judging from the fluctuations in divine power, it should be the previous Guishui Palace Master!" Xin Ji, the eldest elder of the Jiang family, thought silently.

This generation of the Jiang family did not step out from the current generation of kings. The ancestors of the god kings who came back from the dead left and disappeared without a trace.

In order to protect Jiang Yifei, the semi-saint ancestor who killed the ruthless successor was an ancient man. Although he had broken the seal for more than ten years, the probability of becoming a saint was almost non-existent!

That person could not become a saint in the heaven and earth where the law was active. Now that he has appeared in the end of the law, it is even more difficult for him to become a saint.

The road to the end of the Dharma is difficult, and it is too difficult to take that step. This also better reflects the amazing talent of Taixu God King.

Thinking of the ancestor of the God King, the Jiang family was a little sad. The Jiang family finally got out of the body of a great God King, but was harmed by Zishan, and its fate was not long.

"I wonder what happened to Taixu..."

In the void, looking at the saints, kings, and half-saints of the Jiang family who were full of vitality, they were a little distracted, thinking of that amazing junior.

In the entire Jiang family, he is the only one who knows Jiang Taixu's true strength.

After he was born, he killed the ruthless successor and fell into a deep sleep. Because his life span was short, he would soon die of old age if he did not fall asleep.

This is also the true situation of each family's background. It is true that they will die at the sight of the light, but their longevity of more than ten years cannot sustain a continuous war.

After being trapped in Zishan, Jiang Taixu survived three calamities in a row. Once he entered the holy realm, he was in the third heaven of saints. The saint who came out of the Age of Ending Dharma woke him up at that time.

Moreover, this junior's fighting power is extremely terrifying. The Holy Law of Fighting breaks the sky and has invincible power. It can be said that this is the hope of the Jiang family in this life.

Unfortunately, due to jealousy of Yingcai, the opponent's origins are almost wiped out and his divine power is exhausted. Unless there is an elixir to save him, he will only end up falling.

This was also the reason why the Holy Master of the Jiang family repeatedly asked for the ancient magic medicine. At that time, the Jiang family was willing to do anything to save the Dacheng Divine King.

"In this world, the storm is rising. The princes of the ancient royal family, the emperors of the Ji family, the descendants of human empresses from foreign lands, the forbidden princes, and all kinds of bloodlines have appeared. Yifei must go to the end and cannot be defeated. Emperor Hengyu's

Prestige should not be lost lightly..." The old man in black robe murmured to himself, as if with some kind of obsession.

He is the direct ancestor of Jiang Yifei's lineage. After Jiang Taixu left, this descendant placed all his hopes on him and had high expectations for him. This is also the reason why he broke the seal and was born...

"The saint wants to find a fairy pond, and Yaochi may be able to help him!" The Queen Mother of the West held her temples high, with nine phoenixes on her hair, and the haze fell. She was dignified and holy, outstandingly beautiful, and graceful, and she presented an ancient scroll.

The maid Tingting Niaoniao transformed into the light of the lunar moon, like a flying spiritual butterfly, took the ancient book from the warm and white hands of the mature woman.

During this process, the maid quietly scratched the opponent's wrist, making Queen Mother Xi feel a little uncomfortable.

But she didn't think much about it, she was just a maid, not a male cultivator...

On the platform, Su Yu reminisced about the softness of Queen Mother Xi's skin and the delicate fragrance on her body, laughed lightly, and looked at ancient books with the old master of Qishi Mansion!

It is said to be an ancient book, but it is just a handwritten note from all the previous sages, which contains mixed truth and falsehood, recording all the secrets of the Immortal Transformation Pond.

Su Yu shook his head and didn't pay much attention to it, while the old palace master read through it carefully, trying to find any clues...

Deep in the millions of mountains, there is a large lake containing beautiful things. The lake and the sky are connected to the sky. The water is misty, with green lotuses flashing in the middle, emerald green like clouds, and there are strange animals in the water, and there are many horns and scales.

In the depths of the lake, flowers, birds, fish and insects live side by side, sparkling, quiet and elegant.

On this spiritual lake, two parties are confronting each other.

On one side, headed by Holy Son Yin Yang and Holy Son Dao Yi, beside them, there are more than a dozen men and women, all of them are very powerful, they are all in the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm, and they are all saint sons and saintess level figures.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! On the other side are the descendants of the Thirteen Bandits, Li Heishui, Liu Kou. Ye Fan and Pang Bo are also among them.

"You surnamed Ye, please come with us, my parents have invited you!" The newly appointed Yin Yang Son sneered, and he had an unforgettable hatred for Ye Fan.

The saint sons and saints of the Yin Yang Sect were beheaded by each other. This humiliation can only be washed away with the blood of the Holy Body!

"Holy Son of Yin and Yang, you have to be careful what you say. Lessons from past mistakes are not far away. We must learn from them!" Pang Bo said sarcastically.

Saint Son of Yin Yang's eyes were dark and he said with a sinister expression: "If you come out today, you won't be able to leave!"

After finishing speaking, he took out a red sword, covered with blood, and drew a black and red yin and yang diagram, shattering the wind and clouds, trying to take Ye Fan in!

"The Yin Yang Sect chose the Holy Son so quickly? I don't think it is necessary at all, relying on the realm created by the dragon marrow!" Ye Fan smiled and walked out of the crowd!

He struck out with a palm, and golden blood surged into the sky. It was so terrifying that it directly crushed the opponent's black sword.

The next moment, Ye Fan's figure flashed, as if he was in an uninhabited land, making it difficult for people to guard against. The speed was too fast, and a crystal palm fell like jade. There were lines flowing between the palms of the fingers, and runes flickered one by one.

, that is the power of Tao.

The Holy Son of Yin and Yang could not avoid it, so he raised his hands to fight with great fear in his heart.

"puff!"

There was a light sound, and the hands of Yin Yang Saint Son were broken like paper lakes, and then his whole body slumped down. The big hand in the air slapped him, and he was unable to resist.

The Holy Son of Yin and Yang couldn't even let out a scream. He slapped his head and slapped his head, crushing him into a pulp. His bones melted and he was no longer human.

The people next to him all backed up quickly, breaking out in cold sweat. That was the Holy Son of the Yin Yang Sect, and he was slapped to death. It was horrifying.

The scene was noisy, Daoyi Shengzi and others were all red-eyed. One of the women came out, pulled out a black sword and glared at Ye Fan, pointing at Ye Fan and said: "You are too presumptuous, the elder of my religion is nearby,

You actually dare to take action, you know..."

Ye Fan's eyes were cold, he didn't say a word, and he just slapped it with a palm. The pure power of blood was hard to match.

"Ah!" The Saint of Yin and Yang screamed and wailed. Miaoman's body was crushed and covered in blood. Only a beautiful head was left, with a pair of big eyes looking at the sky in disbelief.

She had not yet reached the realm of Immortal Stage. After losing her body, she had no support in the sea of ​​consciousness. She died on the spot, and her appearance was very ferocious.

Ye Fan walked forward step by step, forcing the people like Daoyi Saint Son. More than a dozen Saint Son-level figures retreated together. No one dared to make a move, and they were all a little afraid.

"You little beast, you're looking for death!"

A roar came from the distant mountains, roaring the mountains and rivers, thousands of miles of blue water surging, and countless waves rising. A white-haired old man flew out, it was the old leader of the Yin Yang Sect!

This living fossil is over three thousand years old, and his life is short now, but his magical power is so powerful that it makes people's hearts beat. At this time, he has a ferocious look on his face, with murderous intent in his eyes, and he almost wants to choose people to devour.

The old leader of the Yin Yang Sect was surrounded by white mist, and his spirit was hale and hearty. His thin body was like a dormant dragon, with terrifying energy and blood hidden in his body, exuding terrifying fluctuations.

In an instant, murderous intent filled the air, and many people retreated one after another. Unable to withstand the momentum, a big black and red hand stretched out, covering the sky and the sun. Dao patterns flowed in it, carrying a huge coercion, which was extremely heavy, like the pressure of a star field.

fall.

"Do you think there is no one in our Qinglian Dynasty?" The little dragon king in green shouted.

The old leader of the Yin Yang Sect snorted coldly and did not stop. He wanted to refine the holy body into a slave and drink the holy blood.

As long as his life is not taken, the Maurya King can't say anything!

Ye Fan's heart sank, but he showed no fear on his face. He used the incomplete golden war weapon, his hair stood on end, and shouted: "Kill the young one, come to the old one, I have expected this!"

He broke away from Pang Bo and the others, not wanting his old friends to be involved in this matter. A living fossil came to kill him. This was a big disaster!

"You little beast, do you really think you can run amok with a broken holy weapon? No one can save you today!" The white-haired old man had a gloomy look on his face, and he used the Yin-Yang Mirror, the holy weapon of suppression!

The ancient mirror of yin and yang was as red as blood on the front and as violent as ink on the back. The two qi of yin and yang flowed up and down on his head.

"boom!"

In an instant, red clouds shot out from the front of the Yin and Yang Realm, and the entire spiritual lake turned red, with threads of chaotic mist lingering, exuding an aura of creation.

Everyone exclaimed that the Yin-Yang Mirror evolved into a small bloody world, chaotic and hazy, trying to close Ye Fan inside and refine it into pus and blood.

"Ye Fan!"

Pang Bo, Li Heishui and others were all nervous, worried that something might happen to him!

In the center of the battlefield, the light of the Holy Path shines brightly. Ye Fan barely resists it with a piece of Yuantian Treasure Map. The cracks on the incomplete war weapon are getting bigger and bigger.

"problem occurs!"
To be continued...