After the lightning flash, a figure appeared in the hall.
The person who came had a cold and arrogant expression, his eyes were stern, and electric lights were crackling and flashing on his body.
The electric light on his body is very strange. When it flashes, it occasionally burns like a flame. Thunder and fire are constantly intertwined. ??
"Master Qingxiao!"
"Except for Mr. Qingxiao of Thunder Castle, no one else can master the martial arts of both thunder and fire."
"It turned out to be him."
After recognizing the person, many monks in the hall showed fear in their eyes and did not dare to look directly at him.
Thunder Castle is the dominant force in the Eastern Territory, and it is not far behind compared to Blood Hidden Palace.
The rumored Thunder Castle was built on the top of Lei Ji Mountain, the highest mountain in the East. The eternal thunder lingers there all year round, and it is an ancient mountain gate full of taboos.
The Green Thunder Sect is already considered a quite powerful sect in the Eastern Region, but compared with forces like Thunder Castle, it is still not impressive at all.
Whoosh!
There was a sound of breaking through the air, and two more figures appeared behind Mr. Qingxiao.
Astonishingly, they were two old men in black. Their cultivation was unimaginable, and they felt terrifying pressure just by looking at them.
They stood respectfully behind Mr. Qingxiao. They could guess at a glance that they were Mr. Qingxiao's servants.
The two old men are very old and may have half a step of dragon vein cultivation.
This is the foundation of the overlord-level force. Strong people in the dragon vein realm cannot enter the secret realm, but they can arrange for monks with half-step dragon veins to enter.
If there is enough opportunity, you can directly attack the Dragon Vein Realm in the Longling Secret Realm, thereby crushing other monsters.
Si Xueyi took a look and knew clearly in her heart that Master Qingxiao was far stronger than Duan Xinghe in terms of status and strength.
"Go, go, go!"
The hundreds of monks in the main hall all woke up and exited the hall one after another.
They dare not stay any longer!
The eyes of the two old men were so terrifying. They stared at them as if they wanted to eat people and would kill them at any time.
Rumble!
But at this moment, another group of people came in to kill him.
They were uniformly dressed in white robes with black cranes embroidered on their clothes. Each of them had extraordinary equipment and exuded a powerful aura.
"Beixue Villa!"
Seeing the distinctive crane on the clothes, the identity of this group of people will be revealed.
Beixue Villa is also the dominant force in the Eastern Territory, and it is also a sect with extremely profound foundations.
"Master Qingxiao, we meet again."
The young man headed by Beixue Villa was dressed in white, holding a folding fan in his hand, and said with a graceful smile.
"Su Muyang, you came so fast!"
Young Master Qingxiao looked at the man in white, his eyes
He was so evil that he didn't even have the slightest smile on his face.
The Qingxiao Sacred Code he practiced was an earth-level skill that had been passed down for a long time, and could even be promoted to a heaven-level skill in the future.
This thunder-attribute rare treasure is extremely needed, and Su Muyang is here to cause trouble at first sight.
Su Muyang stared at the other person's eyes, with a playful look on his face, and said with a smile, "Qingxiao, no matter how much you want something, you have to pretend not to care, otherwise you will meet a villain like me.
It will be difficult for you."
Master Qingxiao's face suddenly darkened, murderous intent bloomed in his eyes, and he looked towards Su Muyang with a cold gaze.
"What kind of treasure are you provoking? Two extraordinary people are about to fight. Let me, Jiang Wuhen, take a look."
Su Muyang and Su Muyang were at war with each other, and when they were about to take action at any moment, a hearty voice came over.
The monks in the hall who were about to leave looked extremely shocked.
Jiang Wuhen is an extraordinary monster from Tiandao Tower. He is ranked twenty-eight on the list of geniuses. Tiandao Tower is also a dominant force.
Before the secret realm opened, there were only a few people who could ride a fantasy beast like Fang Qingyu and stand out from the crowd.
Now, in this mysterious underground palace, three extraordinary monsters with overlord-level forces have gathered. It is hard not to be shocked.
This is definitely no coincidence!
There must be a secret in this underground palace!
In the midst of everyone's surprised and uncertain looks, Jiang Wuhen led a group of monks from Tiandao Pavilion and barged in forcefully, his eyes and expressions looking extremely strong.
The expressions of Su Muyang and Master Qingxiao changed at the same time.
This Jiang Wuhen has long been ranked among the top thirty extraordinary monsters on the list of geniuses. His strength is so tyrannical that it almost suffocates the leaders of his generation.
The expressions of the three people were changing, their gazes were constantly intersecting, the true energy in their bodies was being accumulated crazily, and each of them was filled with a terrifying aura.
They were at odds with each other, and neither of them had any intention of giving up or giving in.
Master Qingxiao said solemnly, "You two, give me some face. The technique I am practicing is in urgent need of this thunder obsidian. If you two are willing to withdraw, I can give each of you three thousand blood spirit jade!"
His heart was bleeding, and six thousand Blood Spirit Jade was a huge sum of money to him.
But there is no way, he really needs this thunder obsidian when practicing thunder attribute skills.
Su Muyang held the folding fan and said with a smile, "Five thousand, even one penny less will not be enough. If it is not enough, you can use other spiritual herbs and strange fruits to top it up."
It would really not be in line with Su Muyang's temperament not to make a big deal at this time.
This was too much, but he believed that Master Qingxiao would agree.
"Su Muyang, don't go too far!"
Young Master Qingxiao suddenly became furious and looked at Su Muyang, almost as fast as
To breathe out fire.
Su Muyang looked at him with a smile, without any fear. Who is not an extraordinary evildoer? Who is afraid of him!
"Ten thousand!"
Jiang Wuhen also spoke. He looked at Master Qingxiao and said, "Bring out 10,000 blood jade and I won't fight."
"hey-hey."
Young Master Qingxiao laughed angrily, he knew that this was not about the Blood Spirit Jade at all, and there was nothing that could be done about this matter today.
But the three of them were wary of each other, and no one dared to take the lead, leaving the remaining party to take advantage.
"Brother Xueyi, how long are they going to stare at you?"
Fu Hongyao, who was leaning against the wall in the passage, whispered under Si Xueyi's arm.
Si Xueyi smiled bitterly.
If there were only two people, they would probably start fighting already. If there were three people, it would be troublesome. It would be difficult to get them to fight.
No more waiting!
Si Xueyi kicked away the two monks blocking the way, jumped into the air, and landed on the altar like lightning.
He raised his hand and caught the thunder obsidian in the light.
Whether it was Master Qingxiao, Su Muyang, or Jiang Wuhen, they were all stunned by this scene.
Who is this!
He actually dared to snatch the obsidian away in front of the three of them, completely ignoring them.
The other monks in the hall were all frightened by this scene.
This is so weird!
Someone actually dared to rush out, and he actually took away the thunder obsidian. It was so simple that it was unbelievable.
"Good stuff! Since you don't want it, I reluctantly accept it."
Si Xueyi looked at the thunder obsidian in his hand with a look of wonder in his eyes.
The blood-red spar sparkled so dazzlingly that there was no trace of impurities in it, and the Purple Hell Dragon Lotus in his body almost went crazy.
The reaction was far greater than the previous Thunder Emperor Grass.
Found a treasure!
Si Xueyi couldn't hide her joy. The value of this thunder obsidian stone might not even be worth 10,000 blood jade.
Hearing Si Xueyi's words of admiration, everyone's expressions changed drastically. This was too crazy.
I really pretend that the three extraordinary things don’t exist!
It is simply a slap in the face of the three extraordinary beings, without giving them any face at all.
The faces of Master Qingxiao and the three of them suddenly darkened. Where did these cats and dogs come from?
act recklessly!
Almost instantly, the three masters of Qingxiao took action at the same time.
The sonorous sound sounded like thunder, and Jiang Wuhen took the lead to draw his sword. The sword's light shone dazzlingly, illuminating the hall with a dazzling light, and even the dust was shining with light.
boom!
Master Qingxiao's hair
He shouted angrily, and electric light surged all over his body. He raised his hand and suppressed it with a palm in the air. The lightning condensed into a giant python and opened its fangs and mouth.
Su Muyang opened the folding fan in his hand, flicked his wrist violently, and the folding fan burst out with the mysterious light of cold jade and flew out.
Rumble!
The extraordinary monster showed terrifying strength, shocking many monks who had no time to retreat, causing them to vomit blood and fly wildly.
The faces of the peripheral monks changed drastically. They were hiding in the passage, all trembling with fear.
This was probably just a casual blow, but the amount of noise it made made people feel numb.
The area where the altar was located had been obliterated by the light of swords and thunder, making it impossible to see the specific situation clearly.
But everyone knows that the man in white is dead.
Su Muyang took a step forward, looked at the altar that was submerged in the light of the sword, and said lazily, "My folding fan has cut off his head."
"The light of my sword is enough to cut him in half. There will definitely be no whole body."
Jiang Wuhen sheathed the sword and said expressionlessly.
Young Master Qingxiao said coldly, "My thunder flames are enough to burn him to ashes, leaving not even ashes left."
The three of them stood side by side, quarreling with each other in words, looking arrogant, and showing their extraordinary and evil demeanor.
They were very confident and did not think that Si Xueyi would be alive or even that his body would not appear.
"Who gave you the confidence? Pretending to be cool in front of me..."
Just as the three of them were fighting, a cold and disdainful voice came from the altar, and only a clanging sound was heard.
Su Muyang's folding fan was the first to be bounced back, and then a strong wind swept out, accompanied by the roar of dragons and tigers.
The sword light and thunder that flooded the altar were instantly dispersed, and a white figure stood on the altar with a gun in front of him, looking down at the three people.
There was purple lightning blooming on his body, he was dressed in white clothes as white as snow, and his face was as handsome as an immortal under his flamboyant long hair, without any flaws.
How can this be!
Su Muyang held the folding fan that was turned back, and his face suddenly changed drastically. Jiang Wuhen and Master Qingxiao were also shocked, with disbelief in their eyes.
The people they said had been crushed to ashes were not only not dead, but also had no trace of injury on their bodies.
"It's disrespectful to come back and not return. I have a gun, so please give me some advice!"
Si Xueyi raised his brows, raised a flamboyant smile on his lips, and his long hair danced like a waterfall.
Purple Prison Dragon Lotus, open!
Si Xueyi pushed the Dragon Prison Holy Elephant Technique to the extreme, the Purple Prison Dragon Lotus bloomed, and the electric light on the dragon lotus filled the whole body.
With a bang, the golden war spear in his hand burst out with dazzling electric light, and the next moment the war spear began to rotate crazily.
Suddenly, wind and thunder arose, and there were nine tornadoes in the hall, carrying dust on the ground and roaring towards the three people.