Ye Qian's calm voice was full of confidence and indifference, turning a deaf ear to the group of people following behind her.
After hearing what Ye Qian said, the old man at the peak of spiritual consciousness nodded and said nothing, but then frowned slightly and said: "Miss Ye, this matter has caused too much noise. According to the current situation, I'm worried about that surnamed
Xuan’s boy will…”
Before he finished speaking, Ye Qian interrupted him and said calmly: "We actually announced the opportunity of the Haotian Secret Realm to the public. We should have expected that such a situation would happen. Although many people in the sky this time
If we go together with our pride, it will hinder our actions to some extent." At this point,
Ye Qian suddenly smiled lightly and said: "As for Xuanyun, you can rest assured that this person is not what you and I think on the surface. If he dares to take that animal skin map, he should consider the consequences. If he
If even this difficulty can't be resolved, we can't expect him to lead us into the secret realm."
"Of course, if it were someone else, maybe I wouldn't be so sure. In this situation, we can't do anything. We can only proceed as planned. If that doesn't work, we can only consider the second plan."
Ye Qian narrowed her eyes slightly and said: "This person is not simple, and it is difficult for people to see through him. Whether he can escape from those people depends on his luck."
In the past few days, Fang Yun and the monk had successfully crossed several mountains. Many monks who passed by saw the monk who looked like a Taoist priest and Fang Yun who was wearing a cloak without any notice. After all, entering this secret realm of the Purple Mountain was like
It is very common for people to dress like this.
Until this day, when Monk Fang Yun and the two passed through an oasis and passed a trail, they were blocked by someone.
The person blocking them was none other than the Holy Son of Yixi Mountain.
Chen Yi was dressed in black, with a silent expression, sitting cross-legged on a stone pier by the roadside. When the figures of Monk Fang Yun and the two men just appeared, Chen Yi, who was sitting on the stone pier, slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were calm and dark.
But his eyes were shining like stars, staring straight at Fang Yun and the two.
Fang Yun and the two also recognized Chen Yi. Although Chen Yi's aura was restrained and did not exude any hostility, when Chen Yi looked at him, their hearts tightened. Chen Yi's look seemed to
It was as calm as water and there were no waves in an ancient well, but those dark eyes were like deep pools and deep valleys, as if all the disguises in the world were invisible in these dark and cold eyes.
"Infinite Heavenly Lord!" At this time, the monk shook his robe, gritted his teeth, and cursed angrily: "Where is that damn Fang Yun hiding? If I come across him, he will be destroyed physically and mentally!
"
Fang Yun's expression was a little strange, but he did not forget to cooperate with the monk. He said in a disdainful tone: "He is just a young man. If I want to take his life, it will be like crushing an ant."
After the two of them finished speaking, they glanced at Chen Yi, but who knew that Chen Yi's eyes had already shifted to them, and he closed his eyes silently, ignoring them.
Fang Yun and Monk Xin breathed a sigh of relief. Thinking back to the way Chen Yi looked at them just now, they didn't know if it was an illusion, but their hearts skipped a beat.
Chen Yi is the holy son of Yi Xishan, and they have heard of his name. Although he looks ordinary in appearance, the kind of mediocrity that would not attract anyone's attention if thrown on the street, but he stands out among the many disciples of Yi Xishan.
And he became the Holy Son of Mount Yixi. It is conceivable that this person is so hidden that no one can see through it, just like a deep pool.
"This man has a restrained aura. He looks like an ordinary person, but he is so much better than an ordinary person that no one can see through him!" After passing Chen Yi for a long distance, the monk's serious expression relaxed. He narrowed his eyes slightly and said solemnly: "He
Very strong! I suspect that he is aware of us, and the reason why he can give me a feeling of threat must be because of the skills he practices!"
Fang Yun nodded in agreement, but frowned slightly and said, "If he was aware of us, why didn't he take action?"
"Or is he not interested in Haotian Secret Realm? Or maybe he didn't discover our identity at all!" Fang Yun summed up these two reasons.
The monk shook his head slightly, his dark eyes became dark at some point, and he said nothing.
The two of them thought about it and couldn't figure out the reason. They just didn't think about it. They walked like this for about a stick of incense. Suddenly, a powerful breath spread from behind them, followed by a sound of piercing the air.
Cold light flashed, swords flashed, and fierce auras swept towards Monk Fang Yun and the two men like hurricanes.
The two of them had already noticed the crisis, and they ducked out of the way before the crisis came. The terrifying sword energy struck the place where the two of them had stayed. The ground cracked, the sword energy rippled, and several big trees collapsed and swayed here and there.
The person who came was a middle-aged man whose cultivation had reached the realm of spiritual consciousness. He had a handsome face and a mustache. He was wearing a purple robe and holding a black sword, standing in the air.
The middle-aged man stared at Fang Yun and the two with cold eyes, exuding a strong murderous aura and being domineering.
At the same time, with them as the center, several equally powerful auras were approaching rapidly from all directions. Both Fang Yun and the monk's expressions changed, and their brows wrinkled involuntarily.
"What's going on? Why do these people seem to be coming towards us!" Fang Yun whispered.
The monk's face was a little ugly, and he said viciously: "We have been plotted! Damn Chen Yi, it's not that simple for me to be like this seemingly honest boy!"
"He really saw that it was us!" Fang Yun smiled bitterly, and now he finally saw clearly the reason why Chen Yi recognized their identities and did not take action.
"The reason why he didn't do it himself was because he wanted to reveal our identity and attract everyone to attack us, but he was lying in wait for the opportunity to act." Fang Yun suddenly realized and sneered: "What a borrowed knife to kill, a snipe and a clam fight.
The fisherman's profit-making scheme can plot against us like this, which shows that this person is not an ordinary scheming person."
"Take off your disguise and follow me to the Haotian Secret Realm. I will guarantee your two lives!" The middle-aged man said in a cold voice with a condescending look.
Swish!
At the same time, dozens of streams of light flickered from all directions, and strong winds swept across, arriving in an instant, surrounding the two people in the center.
There were a dozen or so people, with the lowest level of cultivation being at the Sky Control realm and the highest level of spiritual consciousness. They were all imposing and staring at Fang Yun and the two of them with glaring eyes, just like staring at hungry wolves staring at their prey.
"Xuan Yun! You have no way to retreat. You have proclaimed yourself a cultivator and are ready to catch me. You can save your life." Someone in the crowd spoke indifferently.
"It's so hard for me to look for you. I didn't expect you to be disguised and covered by a black robe. No wonder no one can find you during this time."
"Xuan Yun, and you, whether you are a Taoist priest or a monk, although you are all very strong, even Liu Yuning, Wu Jiang and Ji Wu couldn't keep you, but this time you appear and want to slip away under our noses, but
It’s not that easy.”
"The radius of ten miles here has been blocked by us. Even if you have the Sky Breaking Talisman, you can't even think of leaving here. Of course, I know that some of you can teleport the formation. I can guarantee that before you finish setting up the formation,
, I will kill you."
Everyone spoke one after another, as if they had made all preparations before coming, cutting off their retreat.
At this time, the monk's sanctimonious face changed. The face was distorted, the bones were displaced, and the body was transformed, returning to its original appearance.
"You have spared no effort to find us and blocked all our escape routes. I have to say that you have really taken great pains~" Fang Yun smiled bitterly and sighed softly. He slowly raised his hand and lifted up the cloak that covered his face, revealing a
A resolute and handsome face.
Fang Yun showed a harmless smile, with cold eyes, looked around at the people around him, and said with a sneer: "You just said it, even so-called geniuses like Liu Yuning and others can't do anything to me. Just wait for Xiao Xiao, can you?"
Can you do it?”
"If I hadn't doubted that you had some way to break the restriction, your words would have been enough to kill you." The young man holding the long sword spoke coldly, his eyes sharp, turning into an invisible pressure, pressing towards Fang.
cloud.
At the same time, the people around them also became murderous, as if they had reached some kind of consensus, and the pressure was released, and they swept towards Fang Yun and the two at the same time.
"Amitabha!"
The monk on the side finally spoke at this time, and the sound of Buddha's voice vibrated, mixed with some kind of Buddhist teachings, as powerful as a bell, vibrating in all directions, resisting these pressures.
The monk had his hands clasped together, his face was kind, neither happy nor sad, just like an enlightened monk, exuding a transcendent aura from all over his body.
Fang Yun was also shocked by the monk's strength and cultivation. Even though he was joking around and talking nonsense, even he couldn't see clearly how strong his real strength was.
With just one Buddha's name, he could easily withstand the pressure of dozens of strong men.
"My Buddha is merciful. All the donors have very murderous intentions and are riddled with sins. I advise you to put down your butcher knife. There is no end to the sea of suffering and you can turn around and find the shore."
A strong man in the air control realm sneered, "Even if you pretend to be an outsider when you are about to die, then I'll do it to you first." As he said that, the middle-aged man jumped into the air and held out his magic weapon.
That's a broad knife.
The broad sword was dazzling, breaking through the void and falling from the sky. Its sharp aura swept across like a storm, killing decisively.
The monk's face was peaceful, without any change. At this moment, he was exuding auspicious golden light, just like the Buddha's light, extremely holy. He stretched out his palm, the golden light was strong, the Buddha's seal rose to the sky, and the huge palm floated in the air, directly destroying the broad knife and destroying the dead.
At the same time, the giant palm's power continued unabated and directly bombarded the body of the spirit-controlling monk, sending it flying away.
"This monk is not simple either. He is said to be proficient in formations. Let's all go up together and capture them!"