Liu Jianfei suddenly opened his eyes, stepped in front of Yang Qingmeng to block her, glared coldly at the gray-robed old man, and said in a deep voice: "Can you ascend to the heavenly demon realm if you dominate it? It's ridiculous!"
His words pointed directly at the other party's heart, trying to slow down the other party's actions.
At the same time, he secretly crushed the jade talisman hidden in his sleeve, hoping that Chu Li would arrive in time.
The old man in gray robe chuckled: "Boy, you are a little too immature to use a delaying strategy! But let's see who dares to come and die. If you dominate the demon realm, you can ascend. This is a sure thing, but you are ignorant.
That’s all!… Hey, you are not from the Heavenly Demon Realm!”
Liu Jianfei hummed: "That's right, I am in the realm of the outer world!"
"Okay! Okay!" The old man in gray robe looked him up and down, his fire-like eyes seemed to see through him, and he kept nodding: "He is indeed a good talent and a rare qualification. Then practice my Tianfeng Sect martial arts!
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Liu Jianfei sneered: "What is Tianfeng Sect!"
"The previous Tianfeng Sect was indeed unworthy, and it was all the fault of those disciples." The old man in gray robe was not angry, and he chuckled: "But now, with the secret realm, it is the number one sect in the world, and sooner or later it will dominate the world.
In the Demon Realm, you are lucky to have become a disciple of the Tianfeng Sect now. It is also my ancestor who has a kind heart and joined the Tianfeng Sect. I will spare this little girl!"
He said and pointed at Yang Qingmeng.
The corners of Yang Qingmeng's delicate jade-like mouth were stained with blood, just like a little cinnabar on the mutton-fat white jade. Her bright eyes were cold, and she looked at the gray-robed old man calmly, and said lightly: "Now is not the same as before, there can no longer be a sect that dominates the world!
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"That's because the secret realm cannot be exited!" The gray-robed old man said with a smile: "How about this kid, does he want to join the Tianfeng Sect?"
He suddenly struck out with a palm.
Cheng Yuan screamed again and flew backwards.
The red flame has been burning beside the gray-robed old man, but it has not been extinguished. He seemed not to care, talking to Liu Jianfei calmly, and approaching Yang Qingmeng step by step.
When they were three meters away, Liu Jianfei said in a deep voice: "That's it, stop!"
"Agreed?" The old man in gray robe said with a smile: "Those who know the current affairs are heroes. When I kill these guys, you can follow me back to the sect."
"Bang!" He knocked Cheng Yuan away with another palm, and at the same time looked at Liu Jianfei with a faint look.
Liu Jianfei picked up Yang Qingmeng and smiled helplessly.
He wanted to escape, but found that the void was locked and could not use the technique of moving the void. He understood why Chu Li did not appear. It must be because the void was locked and he could not find it.
After giving up, he suddenly calmed down. He could not be born in the same year, the same month and the same day, but he could die in the same year, the same month and the same day. This is not a kind of mutual support. It is a rare chance for two people to die together.
He lowered his head and smiled at Yang Qingmeng. Yang Qingmeng understood his mind and smiled charmingly. She snuggled tightly into his arms and no longer cared about the wind and rain outside and her own life and death.
"You two have a good relationship, but my ancestor has never liked the beauty of adulthood!" The old man in gray robe chuckled: "You two don't want to die together, kill the little girl first!"
After he said that, he clapped his hand and made no sound.
"How dare you!" Liu Jianfei roared angrily, his sword shining brightly.
The tip of the sword instantly pierced the gray-robed old man's chest.
"Ding..." The tip of the sword bounced off and sparks flew out.
The palm of the gray-robed old man hit Yang Qingmeng firmly.
"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and a hand suddenly appeared in front of Yang Qingmeng, blocking the sky wind palm.
The old man in gray robe took a step back and his expression changed.
His skeleton-like face has limited muscles and almost no expression. Any expressions can only be seen because of the drastic changes in the muscles.
His eyes widened in disbelief, and he stared straight at Chu Li appearing from the void. He stood in the void as if he were standing on the ground, standing with his hands behind his back, his white robe fluttering, and he looked at him calmly.
"Who are you?!" the old man in gray robe cried out.
He nodded at Lu Qingxue again: "Senior Lu, I'm a step too late."
"You are indeed late." Lu Qingxue gently let go of her hand, looked at Qin Mengyun under her, and sighed softly: "You will never see Mengyun again!"
Chu Li stepped to Qin Mengyun's side and glanced at the gray-robed old man with a frown.
The old man in gray robe could not help but tremble, his face became more and more ugly, and he did not move rashly.
Liu Jianfei breathed a long sigh of relief, pulled Yang Qingmeng into his arms and hugged him tightly.
"Meng Yun has passed away." Lu Qingxue said calmly, casting her cold eyes at the gray-robed old man, her eyes shining like the light of a sparkling lake.
Chu Li shook his head: "There is still a glimmer of hope."
He raised his hands as if to give a big gift to the sky, and then a starlight flashed through the clear blue sky, and then the starlight fell like a white line, fell between Chu Li's hands, and condensed into a ball of white light.
A white light the size of an apple seemed to be jumping, and then it was held by Chu Li and sent to Qin Mengyun's forehead. The forehead was illuminated by the white light, and a small palace vaguely appeared, and then the white light penetrated into the palace.
The white light shrank rapidly. After entering the palace, the palace seemed to become more real, and then disappeared again, and the white light also disappeared.
"Well..." Qin Mengyun trembled slightly and slowly opened his eyes.
"Mengyun!" Lu Qingxue cried out.
She looked at Chu Li in surprise, then looked down at Qin Mengyun, reaching out to grab Qin Mengyun's hand, fearing that it was just an illusion.
Qin Mengyun's hands were cool and soft, just like her usual ones.
Chu Li smiled and said: "Fortunately, fortunately!"
Qin Mengyun was puzzled and his eyes were confused.
Chu Li looked at the gray-robed old man and said calmly: "I wonder who you are...?"
Lu Qingxue said calmly: "The secret realm of Tianfeng Sect has been opened again. He is a person from the secret realm. He has a lifespan of more than ten thousand years and his cultivation level is all over the world. Our God's descending technique is not as good as ours. You should be more careful."
She had already removed the art of descending from the gods at this time.
Cheng Yuan's God's Descending Technique has also been removed to avoid being injured by the Nine Nether Yin Wind.
Although the red blood beads can damage Jiuyou Yinfeng, looking at this situation, it cannot be abolished for a while, it can only waste time. Unfortunately, this cannot be done at all. The cultivation of the old man in gray robe is too tyrannical.
He was already desperate, thinking that he would be doomed today, and that glimmer of opportunity would never appear again. Unexpectedly, Chu Li broke through the void and finally arrived, and they were saved.
Chu Li knew the legend of the secret realm and frowned at the gray-robed old man: "A person from the secret realm?"
"Who are you, kid?" the old man in gray robe said coldly, and the red flames around him became more and more intense.
Chu Lidao: "Wu Yuansi, the leader of Feitian Sect."
"Are you the new leader of the Feitian Sect?" The old man in gray robe said coldly: "Sure enough, you are somewhat virtuous. No wonder they are afraid of it. It's okay. I took care of it today. The next step is to destroy the Feitian Sect!"
Chu Li chuckled: "What a loud tone!"
"Then let's take a look!" The old man in gray robe hummed softly, and slapped it with a light palm, making no sound.
Chu Li's eyes narrowed slightly, and a bright blue light flashed.
"Bang!" A short sword suddenly appeared in the red flames around the gray-robed old man.