This is a fairy palace suspended above the moon, with beautiful buildings and jade buildings, flying cranes, beauties flying across the sky, and painted buildings. Slowly close your eyes and you can hear the singing of silk and bamboo coming from the fairy palace.
Some powerful monks flew here on spiritual beasts, their laughter echoing in the void, then entered the Immortal Palace and disappeared among the palaces and jade palaces.
"What kind of place is this?" Xuanyuan frowned slightly.
Feng Feiyun touched his chin and said with a smile: "A place to talk about love."
"Why are only male monks going in?"
Feng Feiyun smiled and said: "Because there will be female monks there, some are good at singing and dancing, some are unparalleled in talent, some are beautiful and fragrant, and some are extremely cultivated. We guarantee that every monk who comes will be satisfied."
"Take me to the brothel." Xuanyuan said one by one.
Feng Feiyun said: "Don't say it in such a vulgar way. The women here are all prostitutes rather than prostitutes. Of course, if you have a high enough level of cultivation and a large enough backstage, you can buy everything here. The Eighth Prince can buy it now." Let’s go and meet him in this cave among flowers.”
Feng Feiyun and Xuanyuan entered the Moon Palace one by one.
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On a suspended spiritual island in the Moon Palace, the Eighth Prince was sitting in the center, surrounded by many beautiful women. He was surrounded by flowers, but his face did not look very good.
A man wearing flame armor came over, knelt on one knee on the ground, and said solemnly: "All the monks who saw what happened today have been executed. No one will be spared, except... except... the Battlefield Lord's Palace."
"Don't worry about the Battlefield Palace. Scholar Tianshu can manage it once, but he can't control it a second time. I don't think he will fight with our Divine Heavenly Palace because of a princess in the human realm." The eighth prince said coldly.
Tongdao Fang, the sixth son of Xiling Realm, said viciously: "Since all the witnesses at the time are dead, there is no evidence. We will go to Zhoutian Mansion now to raise an army to investigate the crime. We are not afraid that their ancestors from Ye Hong Realm will not kill the two counties. Lord, hand it over, hehe, I heard that the cultivation of these two princesses has reached the sixth level of Nirvana. The Eighth Prince has harvested their Yuan Yin, and their cultivation will definitely reach a higher level."
The eighth prince sneered.
An old man hurriedly walked over, bowed to the Eighth Prince, and said, "I just saw that boy from Ye Hongjing."
"Which boy?" The Eighth Prince was in a bad mood today, especially when he heard the words "Ye Hongjing".
"That's the boy who killed Wu Lao today."
"Okay, you came just in time. He actually came to your door. Today is the day of his death." The Eighth Prince laughed.
The old man also smiled gloomily and said: "Not only that, there is also a woman who looks like a fairy beside the boy, who is extremely beautiful."
"More beautiful than the Seven Princesses of Ye Hong Realm." The Eighth Prince immediately became interested.
The old man said: "It's worse than that. It's like a fairy descending to earth."
The Eighth Prince couldn't wait any longer, and quickly opened his celestial eyes to search in the Immortal Palace, and soon found Feng Feiyun and Xuanyuan Yiyi below.
When he saw Xuanyuan Yiyi, his blood suddenly surged. He had never seen such a beautiful and holy woman before. All the women he had slept with before combined were not as beautiful as this woman.
Could this be a gift from God?
"Let's go, I want to meet this beauty in person. I didn't expect that the Sixth Central Dynasty would have such a beautiful woman besides the Nine Heavens Fairy."
The Eighth Prince was extremely excited. He was attracted by Xuanyuan Yiyi's beauty and felt restless. He immediately flew down from the spirit island and appeared in front of Feng Feiyun and Xuanyuan Yiyi.
Feng Feiyun sat on a jade chair, picked up a bronze wine flask, and poured wine for Xuanyuan one by one, as if he had not seen the arrival of the eighth prince at all.
"Boy, this place already belongs to the Eighth Prince, you can get out." A bald man came over and knocked the wine bottle out of Feng Feiyun's hand with one palm, causing the wine to splash all over the table.
Feng Feiyun smiled slowly and said: "Okay, Yiyi, let's go somewhere else."
"Wait a minute." The bald man raised his nostrils and sneered: "I'm telling you to get lost. This beautiful lady has to stay with our eighth son."
Feng Feiyun laughed and said, "I'm afraid this beautiful lady doesn't take your eighth prince seriously."
"Ha ha."
All the monks laughed and stared at Feng Feiyun, as if they were laughing at an idiot.
"There is no woman in the entire Sixth Central Dynasty that our Eighth Prince can't get. Boy, you'd better get out of here, otherwise you will die soon."
"Bang."
The bald man flew out directly, vomiting blood, hit a wall with his body, and then passed out.
Xuanyuan Yiyi was still sitting there, with fairy clouds lingering around her body and her body white as snow. The saint came to the dust and said calmly: "I have never killed anyone. Don't force me to make an exception today."
"Okay, she has character. I like women like this." The Eighth Prince walked over and, like a phantom, reached towards Xuanyuan's waist with one hand.
This is a kind of mudra, which seems illusory and illusory, and is very clever.
This eighth prince's cultivation is not weak.
Feng Feiyun smiled slightly, knowing that the eighth prince was going to be unlucky, yet he dared to tease Saint Shuiyue. This was not seeking death.
But she didn't know if Xuanyuan would really kill him. If she couldn't bear the thought, only Feng Feiyun would do it for her.
"Wow."
Before the Eighth Prince's hand touched Xuanyuan Yiyi's clothes, his arm was cut off by a sword energy, and half of his arm flew out, with blood dripping from his wrist.
The Eighth Prince screamed like a slaughtering pig, "You stinky bitch, you dare to break my arm..."
Xuanyuan also became angry one by one, and the ancient sword flew out again, hitting the Eighth Prince's chest, directly sending the Eighth Prince flying away. His Dantian exploded, and a fountain of blood surged out dozens of meters away.
She didn't kill him, she just crippled the eighth prince's cultivation.
Feng Feiyun sat opposite her and shook his head secretly.
The eighth prince must die.
Feng Feiyun saw the right moment, and just when Xuanyuan was knocking the Eighth Prince away one by one, he immediately used the power of "The Law of Destruction of Ten Thousand Daos", and a death calamity blasted into the Eighth Prince's body, completely cutting him off. of vitality.
"It's an advantage for you." Feng Feiyun thought in his heart.
"Bang."
The Eighth Prince rolled to the ground, his body covered in blood and motionless.
The monks in the Eighth Prince's Mansion were all frightened. Who would have expected that someone would dare to be so cruel to the Eighth Prince? If the Eighth Prince was injured, they would all be in bad luck.
A female monk rushed forward and helped the Eighth Prince up from the ground. Her face suddenly changed and she said in a trembling voice: "Eight...eight...Eighth Prince, he is dead..."
"boom."
Everyone was so frightened that they broke into cold sweats. Oh my god, this woman actually killed the eighth prince.
Xuanyuan Yiyi was slightly surprised and glanced at Feng Feiyun across from him. This guy was still calm and calm, like a man who had nothing to do and was drinking alone.
"Death, must die. Cut this murderer into pieces and use her life to pay homage to the eighth prince's soul."
All the monks attacked Xuanyuan one by one, suppressing all kinds of power and magical powers, causing the entire Immortal Palace to tremble, and many palaces collapsed and turned into ruins.
"Boom."
Waves of power vibrated, and a feathered sage sacrificed a tenth-grade spiritual weapon and suppressed it.
Xuanyuan Yiyi did not change his color at all. He slowly closed his eyes and controlled the sword with his heart. The ancient sword on his back flew out, and the sword energy was everywhere, taking over all the divine passage techniques.
"puff."
"puff."
Every time a sword energy flew out, a monk fell to the ground. He was not dead, but his cultivation was crippled.
But these monks who fell to the ground never got up again, and soon they really died, inexplicably.
Feng Feiyun was still drinking his wine. At this time, someone attacked him, and a bolt of lightning struck between his eyebrows.
Feng Feiyun just casually pointed his finger, and the electric light flew out. Poof, the monk who attacked Feng Feiyun was immediately torn into pieces, with flesh and blood flying everywhere.
"This half-demon is the cause of all the trouble, kill him."
An feathered sage wearing flame armor attacked Feng Feiyun, full of fighting spirit and furious.
Feng Feiyun curled his lips slightly and suppressed the "Qiankun Palm Seal of Heaven and Earth", directly killing the monk who had reached the peak of the first level and turning him into a ball of blood and mud lying on the ground.
The monks in the Western Spirit Realm wanted to escape, but were blocked by Feng Feiyun.
"Sixth Prince, where are you going?" Feng Feiyun gently scratched his nose.
The faces of Tongdao Fang and the monks in the Western Spirit Realm changed.
"Feng Feiyun, you killed the eighth son of the Shentian Jue Mansion, his death is not far away." Fang Tongdao said coldly.
Feng Feiyun smiled: "I think the Eighth Prince deserves his death. Speaking of which, you really don't know who that beautiful woman with a high level of cultivation is. You are not so ignorant that you don't even know the Water Moon Saint."
"What, Water Moon Saint?"
The faces of the monks in the Western Spirit Realm became even paler.
The woman the Eighth Prince was teasing turned out to be the Saint of the Moon. Oh my god, what did he do?
There is a saying that every mountain is as high as a mountain. Although the Shen Tian Jue Mansion is very powerful, the Shui Yue Heaven Realm may not take it seriously.
The Eighth Prince actually molested a saint in the Water Moon Realm, and he really deserved to die.
"You...you are deliberately plotting against the Eighth Prince...you are deliberately..." Fang Tongdao gritted his teeth tightly, his whole body was trembling, and he was so frightened that he almost knelt on the ground.
"Hmph, aren't you also deliberately plotting against the Seventh Princess? Otherwise, why would the Eighth Prince choose her?" Feng Feiyun shook his head, looking like he hated iron, and said, "Next time you plot against someone. , remember to be smart, no, there will be no next time, now you can be a fool."
"Fight him."
The monks in the Western Spiritual Realm took action at the same time, and all kinds of spiritual weapons and magical powers were thrown at Feng Feiyun. A large piece of spiritual light rushed over and could lift the entire ground.
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