"Zhou Ye, you dare to break into my Guanlan Sect's territory. Are you violating the dynasty's prohibition?"
After the clouds and mist were dispersed, the demonic aura rising around him calmed down. Looking at the bald man standing next to Zhang Chunyi, Pei Lang spoke.
Zhou Ye, the current head of the Zhou family, the Five Refining Yinshen. As an old rival, Pei Lang is naturally familiar with him. He also knows clearly that since Zhou Ye appears here, it will be impossible for him to kill Zhang Chunyi.
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Of course, this is the territory of the Guanlan Sect after all. If the sect's background is called upon, it may not be impossible, but then things will get out of control. After all, Zhou Ye is not Zhang Chunyi, and there are people behind him.
Hearing this, Zhou Ye smiled nonchalantly as he sat on the back of the flaming lion.
Ignoring Pei Lang, Zhou Ye turned his attention to Zhang Chunyi beside him.
"I heard Xianzong mention you before. I didn't believe it at first, but now it seems that you are indeed a genius that has not been born for hundreds of years."
His eyes fell on Zhang Chunyi, and Zhou Ye made no secret of his admiration.
Hearing this, Zhang Chunyi showed a gentle smile on his face.
"Zhang Chunyi met the head of the Zhou family."
Since the other party has expressed his attitude, Zhang Chunyi will naturally respond.
Seeing such a scene in the distance, Pei Lang's face became gloomier again, while Fan Guangxian, who was recovering from his injuries, quietly lowered his head after seeing Zhou Ye, wondering what he was thinking.
"Pei Lang, you know who I am. I have always abided by the law. How could I do something that violates the dynasty's prohibition?"
After exchanging pleasantries with Zhang Chunyi and suppressing his smile, Zhou Ye turned his attention to Pei Lang.
Hearing this, Pei Lang's mouth twitched.
"Zhou Ye, don't make such fearless excuses. You broke into my Guanlan Sect's territory today. You must give me an explanation. Otherwise, you can't easily walk out of Xiaque Road."
Pei Lang's voice was low, and there was a hint of threat in his words.
Although it is no longer realistic to want to kill people, since he has already taken action, he will not let it go easily. Since he has taken advantage of justice this time, he will naturally have to pay a corresponding price for the Zhou family and Longhu Mountain. p>
In terms of pure combat power, the Guanlan Sect is still ahead of the Zhou family. Is it that easy for Zhou Ye to escape with Zhang Chunyi?
Hearing this, a disdainful smile appeared on Zhou Ye's face, and then a black one-handed hammer appeared in his hand, showing his tough attitude.
Seeing such a scene, Pei Lang's anger rose in his heart.
"Zhou Ye, do you really think I'm afraid of you?"
The iron fracture fan in his hand opened, and a powerful momentum rose from Pei Lang's body. Two powerful momentums collided in the void, and the war seemed to be about to break out.
Seeing Pei Lang like this, Zhou Ye suddenly smiled.
"Sir Zhao, if you don't come out, I will leave."
After restraining his momentum, Zhou Ye had no intention of fighting Pei Lang.
Hearing this, a sigh sounded in the void.
Golden light spots gathered, and a pale golden butterfly appeared quietly in the void, and on its back stood a figure wearing a red robe, none other than Zhao Yishui, the head of the Ghost Slaying Division.
"The innocent heart of the Zhou family has become more and more mysterious. You noticed it as soon as Zhao arrived."
After manifesting his true body and looking at Zhou Ye, Zhao Yishui spoke.
In terms of combat power, his Divine Thought Butterfly is not very powerful among monsters of the same level, but it is very mysterious. Originally, he was planning to wait for a while, but he did not expect that Zhou Ye would directly defeat Xingzang.
Hearing this, Zhou Ye shook his head.
"I didn't find Director Zhao's whereabouts. I just calculated the time and thought you should be here, so I spoke."
Seriously, Zhou Ye gave an explanation.
Hearing this, Zhao Yishui's expression froze.
Seeing Zhao Yishui's appearance, Pei Lang already felt something was wrong, and Fan Guangxian quietly stepped back.
"Sect Master Pei, there is a ghost general lurking in the Guanlan Sect. I am here just to capture the ghost general. Please cooperate with me."
After adjusting his mentality and turning his attention to Pei Lang, Zhao Yishui spoke.
When Pei Lang heard this, his first feeling was absurd. His Guanlan Sect had several real Yin gods, and even the ancestors of high-ranking Yin gods sitting in charge. How could there be ghosts lurking in without knowing it?
After what happened in Onomichi spread, they also conducted a screening of the sect.
But after seeing Zhao Yishui's solemn face and Zhou Ye's expression of watching the fun, Pei Lang's heart twitched violently, and he knew that this matter was most likely true.
"Sect Master Pei, the king's order is here, do you really want to disobey it?"
Holding a golden token, although he was only a second-refined Yin God, facing Pei Lang, the fifth-refined Yin God, Zhao Yishui became more powerful.
After hearing this, Pei Lang was silent for a long time. He clasped his hands and bowed slightly.
"I don't dare. If the master has any request, Guanlan Sect will try its best to cooperate."
After suppressing all the turmoil in his heart, Pei Lang spoke calmly.
The Zhao family has been in the world for five hundred years, and their heritage is by no means comparable to that of the Guanlan Sect. He must bow his head when he should, and even now he is already thinking about what price to pay to calm down the subsequent troubles.
Hearing this, Zhao Yishui's face looked much better, while Fan Guangxian, who was behind Pei Lang, had a gloomy face.
"Evil ghost, how long do you want to hide?"
With eyes like lightning, he looked at Fan Guangxian and gave a sharp shout. A red copper mirror appeared in Zhao Yishui's hand.
The mirror shines with light, and the shadow of the Suzaku is swimming in it. As the Suzaku crows, a divine light blooms, immediately covering Fan Guangxian. This is a top-grade treasure, the Suzaku Divine Light Mirror.
Ah, the soul body was burned, and Fan Guangxian let out a shrill scream. Fortunately, he was prepared. The moment the mirror light fell, he abandoned the physical body he occupied, manifested his ghost body, and rushed as fast as possible.
Out of the scope of the mirror light.
The ghost appeared, with a body but no face, without any hesitation. After manifesting its true body, the ghost immediately fled into the distance. The moment it left the body, the breath of life that originally belonged to Fan Guangxian quickly dissipated, along with
His monster also died together.
"As expected, it's you, the faceless ghost general."
Looking at the fleeing faceless ghost, Zhao Yishui's expression became even colder.
"Master Zhou, I need to trouble you again."
Without rushing to catch up, Zhao Yishui spoke. This faceless ghost is an important figure in the underworld. He has four thousand years of cultivation and is comparable to the mid-level underworld god. He is no match for him, and only it can easily occupy a place.
The body of a Yin god is difficult to discover.
Hearing this, Zhou Ye nodded, but before he could take action, a long dragon roar sounded, a chill erupted, and Pei Lang took the lead.
"Faceless Ghost, you actually harmed me, the elder of Guanlan Sect, how can I, Pei Lang, tolerate you?"
The words were full of grief and anger, and a pale mysterious light was spat out by the white dragon, pointing directly at the fleeing faceless ghost.
Seeing such a scene, Zhou Ye showed disdain. Do you want to turn yourself into a victim? That is so easy, but he still stopped what he was doing.
Seeing such a scene, Zhang Chunyi's thoughts moved slightly. The relationship between the three families and the four sects was indeed subtle, but when it came to the royal family, they seemed to maintain a certain tacit understanding.
Clicking, engulfed by the mysterious light, the faceless ghost's figure was immediately frozen in the void. Although the faceless ghost's supernatural powers were weird, it was no match for the white dragon with five thousand years of cultivation in a head-on collision.<
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However, seeing such a scene, Pei Lang's eyes were not happy because he had already discovered something was wrong.