"Huh, a mere avatar just wants to stop me?"
Seeing that Shi Lang had entered Jiufeng Mountain, the ancestor Meishan did not make any moves. Although the palm was blocked by Tai Xuanhou and let Shi Lang escape, Shi Lang also exhausted his own luck.
Escape from the dead is sometimes not good fortune, but disaster, but there is no source of good fortune and disaster in the world, but people call themselves, whether it is good fortune or disaster depends on the change of their own minds.
After some people survived a catastrophe, they have progressed by leaps and bounds since then, and chances have continued. Others have repeated bad luck and even twisted their hearts. They have fallen into the devil's way and become the existence of evil cultivators. They are the poor people who have lost their hearts!
One-shot death is also considered Shi Lang's luck. The ancestor Meishan didn't bother to kill a junior in the late stage of the Pill Formation Stage. What's more, Shi Lang had already escaped into Jiufeng Mountain, and was blocked by a clone of Tai Xuan Hou Shi Yan.
But the ancestor of Meishan looked at this Tai Xuan Hou Shi Yan with a surging fighting spirit.
"Mei Shan! You dare to be an enemy of my Master Taixuan and kill me two veterans of the illusion realm, really thinking that I will not kill you!"
Master Tai Xuanhou stretched his feet on the void, the void was trembling, and the momentum came rolling and pressing, even if the world-famous powerhouse was a consciousness clone, it could shock the world.
"Tai Xuanhou, you are still a generation of heroes in vain, can you have a little face, it is obviously your people who are besieging and killing people from my world alliance."
The body of the ancestor of Meishan shook, and it was also erupting with vigor, and a clone that was exactly the same as himself jumped out of his body, rolled up the Changyi sitting cross-legged, and the bloody coldness, instantly flew back, and also entered the Jiufeng Mountain. Within range.
"Huh! The Alliance of Heaven and Earth is nothing but a mess of loose sand, do you really think it can become a climate?"
Taixuanhou’s disdainful voice echoed in all directions, as if he did not put the heaven and earth alliance in his eyes at all: "You dare to kill the elders of my Taixuan Master’s family as soon as you stepped into the realm. Patriarch!"
The fist blast exploded, Tai Xuanhou punched in the void, but in the chaotic space, he gathered a fist shadow out of thin air, suppressing Meishan ancestors, even if it was a clone, Tai Xuanhou was domineering and awe-inspiring.
"They all say that Taixuanhou is arrogant and domineering. Today, I really have some insight. However, the old man killed the two elders of the Illusion Void Realm from your Master Taixuan. My opponent!"
"Om...!!!"
The vigor of the ancestor of Meishan erupted in the void, instantly surging out thousands of plum blossom petals, sweeping the void, but like a peerless swordsman, each piece has its own path of rotation, running through the void.
The collision of the two powers instantly oscillated in the realm of real and virtual realm.
"You doppelganger seems to have only the combat power of the True Void Realm. Just let me try your jinliang."
The ancestor of Meishan seemed to be delighted by the hunt. With a wave of one hand, the sky full of petals instantly formed a sword-holding giant.
The sword splits the mountains and the sea, like a giant chiseling a mountain.
After stepping into the realm of truth and emptiness, the ancestors of Meishan haven't really made a battle, because the strong of realm of virtuosity generally don't do it easily.
The turbulence of the two powers of the real and the virtual realm is transmitted in the space of the real and the virtual realm, so that some of the strong people of the virtual realm who are far away in Jiufeng Mountain at this moment can feel a terrifying power, and all of them suddenly show their spirits. Either suspicion in the heart, or instantly condenses the clone to investigate.
Even in the space of Taixu, Wanbao Pavilion headquarters, a mysterious little world in Yuyang Forest where he chatted with the red-haired old man Feng Maple, his heart moved slightly.
"Little friend Yu, what's the matter?"
Feng Jie felt the strangeness of Yuyang Forest, and couldn't help asking.
"nothing!"
Yuyanglin got up slightly, the eyes under the intangible mask flashed with a hint of light: "I suddenly felt a sense of discomfort just now, it was a feeling that a loved one was in crisis, but it has now dissipated, and it should be a disaster."
"However, this feeling should be that the person I care about is in a real crisis, and it makes me telepathic."
Yuyanglin's soul was cleansed, and the feeling became clearer in the darkness, and even vaguely, he could already sense who it was.
If it was in the past, although it could be sensed, it was not so clear, and even too far apart, it was difficult to know.
Yuyanglin's mind was madly cleansed, turning back and forth.
Suddenly, two vague figures appeared in Yuyang Lin's heart.
"Big brother! Second brother!"
Yuyanglin was startled, and the phaseless mask instantly became cold and merciless.
"My eldest brother and 2nd elder brothers are in crisis. Senior Maple, my eldest brother and 2nd elder brother are in Jiufeng Mountain, let me go out!" Yuyanglin was anxious, although he felt the bloody coldness and Chang Yi had lifted the crisis, but Nothing is absolute, the strong can deceive the secret, and the same can be mixed.
Let the sensor sense the wrong judgment.
"Oh, your eldest brother and second brother? In Jiufeng Mountain?"
Feng Maple smiled slightly: "Don't worry."
With a wave of Feng Maple's big hand, a surging spatial force was suppressed by a momentary breath that shocked Yuyanglin.
Suddenly a whirlpool condensed above the two of them, gradually becoming transparent, and forming a spatial projection, which is more mysterious than the impulse of time and space!
"Eldest brother, second brother, senior Meishan!"
Yuyang Lin suddenly saw Xue Hanli sitting cross-legged in the projection, Chang Yi, and the ancestor Meishan who guarded them.
As Feng Maple waved his hand again, the spatial projection suddenly turned toward the front, shining further away, that is the endless mountain range outside Jiufeng Mountain, it seems that even if it is such a transcendent existence as Maple, it can’t extend consciousness. Out of Jiufeng Mountain.
A roaring body came from the spatial projection, and two figures were torn and killed in the realm of truth and emptiness in the endless mountain range!
"Tai Xuanhou!"
Yuyanglin's killing intent suddenly spewed out, and he saw Taixuanhou who was fighting fiercely with the ancestors of Meishan.
"Don't worry, it's just a clone of consciousness."
As soon as Feng Maple’s voice fell, the fierce battle between the ancestor Meishan and Taixuanhou broke out with a world-shaking power, but the clone of Taixuanhou suddenly shook, and the solid body appeared to be transparent, while the ancestor Meishan was The fighting spirit is surging and becoming more fierce.
"Little friend Yu, how did you consider my suggestion?"
Between Feng Maple's wave of hands, the spatial projection dissipated instantly, as if separated by a time and space in the realm of emptiness, and even farther apart, it was extremely difficult for Feng Maple to use the spatial projection to watch and see.
"There is nothing to consider. It is already a kind of virtue that Wanbao Pavilion can give me rewards. I will always remember this path of growth. The rebirth pool is so mysterious, it must be risky, and even if there is the possibility of failure, it is also for me. Nothing will be lost."
Yuyanglin put away the blood-red killing intent that rippled out, but thought of the impulse to enter Master Taixuan's house as soon as Jiufeng Mountain emerged.
"That's OK, I'll take you to the Shengchi."
Maple smiled slightly, and the clouds under his feet immediately moved towards the depths of the mountains and rivers, and at the end seemed to be a white palace all over the body.
Yuyanglin's eyes instantly saw a piece of inscription on the entrance with three ancient seal type inscriptions.
Palace of Wangsheng