In the hall, the disciples of Wuling Pavilion and the Prince's Mansion met, and it was noisy.

They are all elites from the two largest forces in the county city. Now they have entered the Demon Palace, so there are naturally many topics about Demon Palace.

The Demon-Subduing Palace, written by the Immortal King.

This alone is inexplicable.

Because the disciples of the Prince's Mansion had a princess' order, they were strictly ordered not to walk around casually.

However, the disciples of Wuling Pavilion did not have such restrictions.

Bu Feng, the senior brother of Wuling Pavilion, passed through the barriers and broke through countless talisman formations, and finally got together with the disciples of the Prince's Mansion. Naturally, their experiences are worthy of the envy of many disciples of the Prince's Mansion.

What exactly is there in the Demon-Subduing Palace and how mysterious it is, is this what every monk who entered the Demon-Subduing Palace wants to know.

These elite monks naturally wanted to find more secrets about the Demon Subduing Palace, and no one could suppress such curiosity.

In a corner of the hall, the Shuang Qiuyue brothers and sisters could not fit into such a circle at all.

They are monks from Nanhai City. In the eyes of the county city, Nanhai City is the countryside. They are not qualified to be on par with the disciples of the County Prince's Mansion and Wuling Pavilion.

After more than a day of recuperation, Frost Zhan's injuries healed a lot, but his face was still pale.

Shuang Qiuyue carefully served him, and the "Snake Fairy" was extremely fragile these two days.

Frost Zhan is her lifeblood, her only relative in the world, and the deep feelings between siblings are unimaginable to others.

The two of them could not integrate into other people, so they also found a corner place with great sensibility and did not dare to harass other people.

For Shuang Qiuyue, this may be the most embarrassing time in her life.

As one of the leading figures of Qian Xinzong in the South China Sea, she is also considered a hero.

But what is she in such an occasion?

Whether it is a disciple of Wuling Pavilion or the Prince's Mansion, who has her presence in his eyes?

She is an ant, a country monk from the barbarian wasteland...

This kind of inferiority is very uncomfortable.

Her most infatuated Senior Brother Fang has long turned his back on his face. He has been away from him for the past few days, as if he was afraid that he would be too close to his siblings and lower his identity.

Among all of these people, except for a few male monks looking at Shuang Qiuyue's sensitive parts with malicious eyes, the others completely ignored them.

"Okay, okay! Don't quarrel!" Bu Feng, the senior brother of Wuling Pavilion, said loudly. He wore a white robe and was very handsome in life.

As soon as he spoke, the noise in the hall gradually calmed down.

Bu Feng is an existence of Princess Qiqi at the same level. Naturally, among many innate creatures, he is a word.

"What a joke. I said that your disciples in the Prince's Mansion are like sheep!" Bu Feng looked proud and his tone was very cold: "Where is the Demon Palace? When he entered the Demon Palace, he didn't even go to explore the secret of the Talisman Array in the Demon Palace. He stayed in the same place for several days, hehe. It was so funny that it made people laugh!"

"I know, you are afraid of the princess's majesty and dare not act rashly! But I can allow you to move. Whoever wants to continue to pass the barrier with us will follow, and whoever doesn't want to..."

"Cough, cough..."

A sudden burst of violent coughing broke the tranquility of the hall.

Bu Feng's face changed, his eyes looked like a knife to the left corner of the hall. There were two people, one man and one woman, and the man was coughing like a tuberculosis ghost.

"Who are they?" Bu Feng suddenly raised his voice, his face becoming particularly ugly.

"Just two monks from the South China Sea have been hiding there for a long time!"

"The monks of the South China Sea?" Bu Feng changed his color, "What are they? How can they be qualified to stay here? Let them get out! Get out immediately!"

Bu Feng said as soon as he spoke. Two iron rods quickly rushed out of the crowd. The two walked straight towards the position of Shuang Qiuyue and the others, and said sternly: "Didn't you hear Senior Brother Bu say? Get out!"

The leader was a tall man. He rolled his eyes and raised his legs and kicked Frost Zhan's broken arm. Frost Zhan was kicked away and he beat two people on the ground.

"Ah..." Shuang Zhan screamed, and tears came out of pain.

"You... why do you hit people?" Shuang Qiuyue's eyes were cracked, and she held Shuang Zhan, used her flying sword to guard her, and stared at the two of them with her eyes tightly.

"Oh! Still want to fight with us?" The tall monk was amused. The short monk beside him sacrificed his flying sword and slashed at Shuang Qiuyue with one sword.

This sword is extremely fast, and it is completely the most fierce killing move of Wuling Pavilion.

The monks in the South China Sea, like ants, dared to provoke Wuling Pavilion, which is really seeking death.

Shuang Qiuyue sacrificed her flying sword, and the two flying swords collided in the air and they actually fought into a group.

"Kill these two bastards, the bastards of the South China Sea!" The short monk was blocked by the other party with one sword, which made him unable to let go of his face and shouted fiercely.

Shuang Zhan struggled to get up. He was so strong that he also used his flying sword and shouted: "Who are you calling a bastard?"

"Haha!" The tall monk smiled and slashed at Shuang Zhan with one sword. His sword was extremely powerful. Shuang Zhan's serious injury was not healed and could not stop it at all.

The Shuang Qiuyue's sword changed and he turned his hand to block the tall monk's sword tightly.

The situation turned out to be one-on-two...

The two of them were even more worried. The short monk was ruthless and began to use all his strength to continuously use his attack and killing sword moves.

"I'll scold you, a group of South China Sea bastards, the South China Sea is a place for bastards. What are you not bastards?"

The innate combat power of the two Wuling Pavilions is so powerful that Shuang Qiuyue is still defeated by one of them, and now one-on-two is even more in danger.

There is a powerful imprisonment talisman array in the Demon-Subduing Palace, but you must master the method of opening the imprisonment talisman array.

Now this situation...

The two Wuling Pavilion cooperated tacitly, and two swords directly pierced Shuang Qiuyue's defense. The next moment, waiting for Shuang Qiuyue's fate to separate his body and head.

Frost Zhan desperately shot at the short monk with one sword, and he was already trying his best to sacrifice his life...

This guy is an extremely strong person, and he has lived a frustrated life these days.

Now that life and death are in the forefront, he might as well make a decision and sacrifice his life, and he would have to kill one of the other person.

Unfortunately, the opponent was too strong, and his sword was blocked directly. He was shocked by his opponent's sword and fell heavily on the wall. He almost fainted.

At this moment, a person suddenly appeared in the county prince’s palace camp.

Gao Rou fell from the sky with a sword, blocking the sword of the tall monk and joining the battle group.

"kindness?"

The tall monk was stunned for a moment and shouted, "What are you doing? Do you still want to help these two South China Sea bastards?"

Gao Rou frowned, smiled coldly, and said, "I know you. Your name is Mo Ren. Our South China Sea monks are bastards. Are you a bastard in the North China Sea?"

With Gao Rou joining, the scene suddenly became chaotic.

A battle that was easily resolved stopped.

Everyone looked at Bu Feng, the senior brother of Wuling Pavilion.

Bu Feng narrowed his eyes and had an evil smile on his face. He slowly paced over under the crowd.

He stared at Gao Rou and snorted softly, saying, "Your name is Gao Rou? Hehe, I'll give you a chance. As long as you promise to serve me for two nights, today's business will be fine. Otherwise, you know the person I Bu Feng want to kill..."

He said halfway.

A voice suddenly sounded over the hall: "What are the noises among the idiots? They all need to be fucked, right?"

"who?"

Everyone quickly dispersed and looked up at the same time.

It was empty above, where was there a half-person figure?

"South China Sea bastard, hehe! As I said, you guys are the ones who really deserve to be beaten. I'm dizzy. What's so fucking that I'm the type of guy who deserve to be beaten..."

"who?"

The sound was still from the air, and it was quite loud, echoing in the entire empty hall. But I just saw no one.

"Who! Come out!" Bu Feng's face suddenly became extremely gloomy. In front of many disciples of Wuling Pavilion and the County Prince's Mansion, how could he tolerate being so provoked?

His spiritual consciousness radiated like a big net, but the surroundings were empty, so where were there traces of people?

Gao Rou and Shuang Qiuyue changed their faces drastically.

This sound...

The two looked at each other, and their faces showed a look of horror almost at the same time.

"This... is Zhu Yu's voice? How is that possible?"

Zhuyu?

How could Zhu Yu appear in the Demon-Subduing Palace?

They were all too familiar with Zhu Yu and the others. Their spiritual sense was so powerful. As soon as this voice appeared, they immediately became stupid...

Frost Zhan, who had just gotten up from the power of the ground, had also heard it. He stared at the sky in a daze, his eyes almost glaring out.

And they were far more shocked than them.

In a small house, Princess Qiqi stared at Zhu Yu in a daze, unable to believe the scene he saw in front of her.

The boy in black robe was talking to Duan Yan Jingbi.
To be continued...