"What's your name? The monks in Qishan are not dead. They were all transferred to Luofengyuan by me!"
A cold sound suddenly came from the sky, and then, a group of dim light fell to the ruins of the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance Hall, and a young man walked out of the dim light.
This man is dressed in white and has long hair. He has an extremely delicate face, his back is like a sword, and his eyes are like stars. His long flowing hair moves automatically without wind, exuding little bits of light, and he has an extraordinary bearing.
"Brother Xuan...Xuan Ying?" Shen Lang was greatly shocked.
Although this man's appearance is exactly the same as Xuan Ying's, his temperament is completely different. As the man walks slowly, you can feel an unruly air that looks down on the world. He is cold and sharp, like a mountain standing tall, not angry.
Power.
There is no doubt that this person is Xuan Xiao!
These are not the important points, the important point is the last sentence that Hou Xuanxiao said, the monks in Qishan were transferred to Luofengyuan.
Fengyang looked up blankly and said in shock: "Brother Xuanxiao, you...are you telling the truth?"
"Can I still lie to you, kid? I was a step too late in taking action just now, and Qishan was not saved. But I can save the lives of the monks from your Tianfeng tribe, so it's not a faux pas."
Xuan Xiao said in an indifferent tone, seeming to be very concerned about his past promises.
As early as in ancient times, Xuan Xiao's soul promised to protect the Tianfeng clan once on the condition of borrowing the Qiankun, and now it has come out to fulfill its promise.
Seeing Xuan Xiao's words, Fengyang and the senior officials of the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance breathed a sigh of relief. Qishan could be rebuilt after it was destroyed. As long as the monks are still alive, the foundation of the ethnic group will not be shaken at all.
Shen Lang also had a false alarm. He did feel that at the moment when Qishan was destroyed, a powerful energy wave came from the direction of Luo Fengyuan.
Using the Scarlet Star Eyes, Shen Lang found that there was a layer of dim light near Luofengyuan, which was not destroyed by the meteors and fire showers in the sky.
Chiyang, who stood high above Qishan Mountain, naturally discovered this as well.
The magical technique he just performed only destroyed this area. All the monks in the area were transferred to a closed independent space by some kind of spatial magical power.
Being able to save so many ants in such a short period of time is an ability that no monk from the lower world can possess!
"It's a small interface, but it's interesting that there are monks who can withstand my blow." Chiyang looked down, his expression gloomy and uncertain.
"As expected of the catastrophe of the Three Realms predicted by the fragments of the Tianji Guapan, the opponent coming this time is indeed extraordinary."
Xuan Xiao glanced at the red sun in the sky, and a sarcastic look flashed at the corner of his mouth.
"It's the Holy Lord of Outland!"
Fengyang Shen Lang and other monks locked their eyes on the red sun in the sky, their expressions extremely solemn.
All the monks offered their magic weapons or assumed attack postures, preparing to attack.
Xuan Xiao waved his hand to stop him and said through a message: "You monks from the lower realm are not the enemy of the other side. Just stay here and let me deal with it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xuan Xiao rose into the sky and floated to Chi Yang.
As strong as Xuan Xiao, it is natural to see Chiyang's cultivation strength. Even if these peak Mahayana monks from the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance swarmed up, they would not be able to make any trouble, let alone the army of monks from the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance.
It was with this in mind that Xuan Xiao moved all the monks from the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance to Luofeng Abyss to avoid unnecessary sacrifices.
Chi Yang looked at Xuan Xiao a few times, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
Even though he was as strong as an earthly immortal, he couldn't tell the depth of the person in front of him! He just felt that the aura on Xuan Xiao's body was getting stronger and weaker, and he felt a sense of pressure that only an immortal could have, but his strength seemed to be far inferior.
In any case, the person in front of me is definitely not a monk from the lower realm, and his cultivation level is only higher than mine.
"May I ask where you are a monk?" Chi Yang asked tentatively.
"My name is something that you, a little earthly immortal, are not qualified to know."
Small!"
Chiyang's heart skipped a beat, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Your Excellency is a heavenly being in the upper realm and has a noble status. Why do you want to protect this group of ants?"
"Do you still need a cat or a dog to guide me in my actions? No need to talk nonsense, let's fight!" Xuan Xiao said with a cold expression.
Chiyang's expression was extremely gloomy. He had just been deprived of one destiny by Zhang Daoling, and his condition was extremely bad. Unless he had to, he really didn't want to break up with the mysterious monk in front of him.
"Chi Mou advises you not to act rashly! Although your cultivation level is higher than mine, your aura is extremely weak. If we really fight, you may not be my opponent."
"Let's do it this way. Chi came here just to find an immortal treasure. As long as I take away the immortal treasure below, Chi promises that he will not invade this place again, nor will he lead an army to invade the ancient times again.
Spirit world."
Chiyang pointed at the Guangtian Palace next to the ruins of the Qishan Tianfeng Clan's main hall, and said in a deep voice.
Just now, Chiyang's magic had destroyed almost everything in Qishan. Only Shen Lang's Guangtian Palace was still standing beside the ruins of Qishan Hall, unscathed and still emitting brilliant golden light and nine-color rainbow light.
Shen Lang clenched his fists and secretly said that the other party really came for Guangtian Palace.
Xuan Xiao laughed loudly: "Hahaha! Are you kidding? Do you really think this is a place where you can come and leave whenever you want?"
Hearing the harsh laughter, Chiyang was instantly irritated and roared: "A mere waste hiding in the lower world dares to be rampant in front of me! Do you really think I am afraid of you? I want to see you like this
What are these arrogant people capable of!"
"Seventh-level magic, Red Shadow!"
Chiyang let out a ferocious roar, and a monstrous red light shot out from behind, turning into countless dark red flaming thorns, covering the sky.
The flaming thorns that filled the sky were like huge pythons and snakes, sweeping toward Xuan Xiao with lightning speed. The flaming thorns were covered with dense golden runes, and were filled with extremely terrifying power.
The so-called immortal arts are magical powers from the mysterious realm enhanced by the spiritual power of chaos. The higher the level, the stronger the power and effect of the immortal arts.
The ranking of the strength of immortal arts is exactly the same as that of magical powers in the mysterious realm.
In the true immortal world, the magical powers of the first to fourth levels of the mysterious realm are called "immortal arts", the fifth to seventh levels of mysterious realms are called "earth immortal arts", and the eighth to ninth levels of mysterious realms are called "celestial immortal arts"
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The seventh-level magic is already the strongest magical power in the mysterious realm among the earthly magic. The magic "Red Shadow" used by Chiyang is a trapping and killing magical power.
"Little tricks!"
Seeing the flaming thorns flying across the sky like snakes, Xuan Xiao's eyes lit up and he cast a spell: "Seventh-level Immortal Technique, Kuanglan!"
Suddenly, Xuan Xiao suddenly condensed dense cyan wind blades, and the endless wind blades completely destroyed the surrounding space, stirring the heaven and earth, forming a huge storm space, covering Xuan Xiao.