Back to the time of half a cup of tea, Xu Yi was still hidden at the bottom of the human pit.
The frenzy of sea beasts has just appeared, and several dragon boats will be swept across the sky.
A red shadow shooting star chased the moon like a moon, straight into the princess Luanjia.
When the sudden change happened, the surviving troops still quickly formed two circles to protect Luanjia according to the two camps of welcoming and seeing off the relatives. It not only prevents catastrophe, but also prevents the tide of animals, keeping it impenetrable.
At this moment, the red shadow struck, and the camp of seeing off the relatives and the camp of welcoming the relatives vacated two people each.
"Commander Qin, you are on the left and we are on the right."
The white-bearded old man who was vacated from the welcoming camp shouted coldly, "The visitor is very imposing, so be careful."
The golden-armored general vacated by the sending-off camp responded in a deep voice, "Qin can save it!"
The two of them hadn't finished speaking, the red shadow was already floating like light smoke, and the resentment was like billowing black clouds on the top of their heads. There were two strange long eyebrows hanging on the cold face, the left eyebrow was black, and the right eyebrow was white. On the gloomy and cold face, twelve points of evil came out.
As soon as they met each other, two pure white Nian swords were formed in an instant. It seemed that they were three feet in front of the white bearded old man and the golden armored general at the moment of birth, and pierced straight towards their spiritual platform.
"Fourth level divine sense!"
"Yang Zun strong!"
The old man with the white beard and the general in golden armor exclaimed at the same time. The silver ring on the former's arm burst out a pure white thought wall, blocking the pure white thought sword. The latter let out a miserable cry and was pierced by the pure white thought sword. The Lingtai fell straight from mid-air.
The white-bearded old man just released the pure white wall of thoughts, and his figure was already thousands of feet away. At this moment, two water swords suddenly shot out from the sea, appearing quietly beside him, and the white-bearded old man even had time to make a move In response, two water swords pierced through his chest.
He fell down with his head up, and the real soul villain escaped, but was instantly cut in two by a sword.
"Below Yang Zun, all are ants!"
The meaning of these words was vividly displayed at this moment. The two extremely strong men who had cultivated their spiritual sense died in the hands of the black and white eyebrows before they survived five breaths or even made a single move.
The black and white eyebrows killed the two of them in an instant, and they rushed to Luanjia in an instant. A cold light flashed by, and the whole huge Luanjia, which was like a palace, broke into two halves and flew out.
The Luanjia broke open, and a beautiful man with red makeup was sitting on the jade bed in the middle, peacefully, it was Princess Yinqiu.
The city collapsed, the mountains and seas were overturned, all the evil spirits arrived, and the demons gathered. Princess Yinqiu's heart was like a dry sea, and the waves were calm.
Not far away from him, the eldest son of the Yun family stood there for a long time dressed in white.
Along the way, there were visits like this every day, the two of them didn't exchange a word, and the eldest son of the Yun family sighed occasionally and left immediately.
This time, there was a sudden change, the eldest son of the Yun family rushed here immediately.
The black and white eyebrows are shocking, and the sword is like a divine sword, smashing Luanjia in an instant, and the power of the sword is not lost, and he hits the Yun family's eldest son, but he is smashed by the Yun family's eldest son.
The eldest son of the Yun family stood with his hands behind his back, without any surprise or joy on his face, staring at the black and white eyebrows, his sword eyebrows slightly frowned, "Where's Mu Guangming?" His voice was calm, like a friend who had been waiting for a long time, asking his companion.
The black and white eyebrows didn't talk to each other, and a divine thought shot straight at Princess Yinqiu.
The eldest son of the Yun family snorted softly, and released a divine mind, which turned into a pure white silk thread, matching the white mind sword with black and white eyebrows.
The silk thread is extremely thin, not as strong as the white Nianjian, but it changes a lot. Every time the white Nianjian cuts off the white silk thread, the silk thread disappears without a trace. The white Nianjian just wants to move, and it is entangled again in an instant.
"It's such an inexhaustible formula, the Yun family's unique skill really deserves its reputation."
Black and white eyebrows sneered, and suddenly, his eyes focused on the eyebrows of the eldest son of the Yun family, and he shouted in surprise, "Soul Companion Twin Lives Art! Yun, you are courting death!"
Black and White Mei had naturally heard of the name of the eldest son of the Yun family, and this time he invited Ying to fight against the eldest son of the Yun family, so he wanted to challenge himself.
When it came to the battle, the spiritual thoughts aroused by the eldest son of the Yun family were as thin as a gossamer, he didn't realize it at first, he only thought that the eldest son of the Yun family deliberately wanted to show the mystery of the family's unique knowledge, and he didn't do his best.
At this moment, he looked at the space between the eyebrows of the eldest son of the Yun family, but seeing that the space between the eyebrows was dark and dull, it was clearly a sign of the weakness of the true soul.
Biansheng Yun's family's sons and daughters are well-proportioned, with extremely vigorous qi and blood, it doesn't look like a soul injury at all.
Black and white eyebrows suddenly thought that the Yun family had a mysterious art that had been lost in legends, the formula of twin souls.
This sect's profound art is very miraculous.
Ordinarily, the soul is separated from the body, at most one hour or three quarters, and then it dies.
Even if one cultivates to the Yang Zun Realm, the soul becomes stronger and the time for separating the soul from the body becomes longer, but it will not be able to live alone without the soul body.
As for the profound art of the Yun family, it is said that one soul can split into two, and each can make a living.
The advantage of this kind of profound art is that it can greatly and quickly help the growth of the soul, and when the two souls are united, it is nothing to worry about.
The most mysterious.
Once practicing this method, only half of the soul resides in the body, and the cultivation of the monk himself will definitely be greatly reduced.
Often when practicing this method, most of them are retreating and practicing hard.
Not only did the eldest son of the Yun family not retreat, but he even dared to come to greet his relatives. I have to say that he has the guts of the sky.
The eldest son of the Yun family sneered, "If Mu Guangming came and said this, Yun would never reply. You are a rotten fish and rotten shrimp, and you are also worthy of killing ants. What can I do?"
The youngest son of the Yun family was born noble, with stunning talent and stunning conceit.
How could he not know the risks of acting like this, but the pride in his bones made him not avoid danger at all. In his opinion, danger is a rare experience.
He came here half-spiritually, and he didn't even use secret methods to hide it, and he did it grandiosely.
Therefore, when Xu Yi first met the eldest son of the Yun family at the banquet, he felt that although this man was powerful, he also felt inexplicably weak.
The black and white eyebrows didn't talk anymore, and with their hands in the air, they pinched the magic formula continuously, and a turbulent wave rose up on the sea surface, setting off a turbulent wave of tens of feet, and it rolled straight towards the eldest son of the Yun family.
The eldest son of the Yun family shouted in a cold voice, "Take the princess and leave." He swiped his hands.
A wall of fire surrounds the whole body.
The turbulent wave rolled up to a high place, and immediately separated, splitting into two huge water walls ten feet high. The water wall was formed, and countless water swords shot out from the water wall.
Thousands of surviving guards were caught off guard immediately. No matter what robes, chanting walls, or real evil body guards they wore, they were all easily pierced by the water sword in one blow, and died tragically at the moment.
The true soul, overflowing with ghosts, was also easily strangled by the water sword.
This kind of attack beyond comprehension immediately collapsed the scene. Thousands of people, except for the seven cloaked men who formed a strange protective formation to protect Princess Yinqiu and hurriedly escaped, the rest all died on the spot.
Of course, the center of the violent water sword inspired by the black and white eyebrows was not the people at all, but the youngest son of the Yun family.
In black and white eyebrows, if these ants did not provoke him, he would not even be interested in killing them.
The ice sword was like a torrential rain, sweeping towards the heirs of the Chaoyun family, that thin wall of fire seemed to have an astonishing defensive ability, the indestructible water sword shot thousands of pieces, and it couldn't penetrate a single bit.