The young man with the golden crown snorted coldly, and stopped talking. Instead, the two strong men of the first level of calamity who stood in front of him, and the young man with the golden crown, were constantly asking for a fight. In the eyes of the two of them, Xu Yi It's just a level of calamity, and taking advantage of the absence of Headmaster Hongyi, we just work together to eliminate the hidden dangers in front of us first, and then destroy Headmaster Hongyi at that time, and we will be sure of victory.
The young man with the golden crown advised via sound transmission, "What's the rush? This man is so calm and composed. If something happens to the two of you, the situation will be too dire. Since he is waiting to die, we just need to dispatch troops to When the other elders arrive, it will be a group of lions fighting against the rabbits. That will be foolproof. I understand the feelings of the two elders. dropped..."
The reinforcements from the Thirteenth Alliance of the Eastern Alliance came very quickly, and within half a cup of tea time, another mighty group of people came to kill them, and the force was much larger than that of the Golden Delicious Youth.
The leader is also a young man in white robes. His face looks like the young man with the golden crown, but he is a strong man of wind and robbery. Behind him stand five strong men who have experienced many catastrophes, plus hundreds of other strong men with spiritual roots.
"Old Bloody Night, it's Old Bloody Night!"
"I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I don't want to have my heart removed alive, quick, kill me quickly..."
"We are willing to merge into the 13th Eastern League, willing to merge!"
"..."
Only when the young man in white robe showed up, the entire Xuanqingzong camp completely collapsed. A large group of female disciples were so frightened that they lost their minds and burst into tears.
"Brother Xue Ye is so famous, which is rare in the world. The Yiling old devil is just stopping children from crying at night. Compared with brother Xue Ye, he is quite inferior."
The old man in Gepao, who was standing in front of the young man with the golden crown, quickly stepped forward and shouted loudly.
The young man in white robe waved his hands arrogantly, but did not speak to him.
The young man with the golden crown sneered, "I really don't know when Elder Ge practiced the magical skill of flattering, but this skill is too common and common, which makes people laugh. How can my cousin Xue Yejun compare with it? If it is true from outside The news that the old demon Xueye is going to compete with the old demon Yiling, if the old demon Yiling is arrogant and comes to him, what should he do?"
The white-robed youth sneered, "You don't even understand Xuanqingzong, so it's no wonder my uncle is so disappointed in you. How can you help my uncle become the leader of Wufeng Kingdom?"
Xu Yi suddenly interjected, "Master Wufeng? Someone is thinking about this position now? Since that's the case, I will lend him the seal of Zhengguo, and I will pick it up when he runs out of it."
As soon as he finished speaking, he threw the seal of Zhengguo that was obtained from the battle of Wufeng Royal Court.
The seal was flying in the air, and all members of the Thirteenth Alliance of the Eastern Union showed a defensive attitude. The young man in white robe shot out a burst of spiritual power, and firmly fixed the seal of Zhengguo.
The young man with the golden crown exclaimed, "This, isn't this the seal of the Zhengguo? How is this possible? Didn't the seal of the Zhengguo disappear during the battle of the king's court? Didn't there be no living people at that time? Where did you get it?" The Zhengguo seal here?"
The young man with the golden crown was glaring, screaming at Xu Yi, and he suddenly felt the air cool down.
Turning his head away, the elders of Keqing, who had been majestic before, were all so blue-skinned at this time, that thousands of spiritual root monks fainted on the spot.
His cousin, Old Demon Xueye, clenched his hands into fists, his chest heaving uncontrollably.
With a bang, his mind exploded, he stared at Xu Yi in disbelief, and blurted out, "Impossible, you can't possibly be the old devil Yiling, right, you're not the old devil Yiling, right..."
Xu Yidao, "Naturally, I'm not some old devil. Thanks to the love of my friends in Jianghu, I call him Mr. Yiling."
The young man with the golden crown was heartbroken, staring at Xu Yi, his face was as miserable as white paint.
The hearts of everyone in the 13th League of Eastern Union were as if they had been trampled by thousands of four-hoofed beasts. It would be great if there was only Mr. Yiling in this world and no old devil Yiling.
Xu Yi pointed to the young man in white robe and said, "That you are called Xueye Old Demon, how about this, you call all the people from the Thirteenth League of the Eastern Union, and your uncle who seems to be very special, you Just say that I hope he will give me face, I will guard Xuanqingzong, and you will only send a few of you from the 13th Eastern Alliance to attack, and I will feel ashamed."
After finishing speaking, Xu Yi led Yan Zi and strode towards Xuanqingzong.
Xuanqingzong was dumbfounded from the real Chihuo down, like stone sculptures, standing blankly.
Xu Yi yelled a few times, and then Master Chihuo opened the formation and welcomed Xu Yi in.
Everyone was silent, and no one dared to speak.
Rao Xu Yi has always been a legend in Xuanqingzong, but still no one dares to connect the famous Yiling old devil with Xuanqingzong's disciples.
When Xu Yi entered the Xuanqing Sect's mountain gate, ordinary people from the Thirteenth Alliance of the Eastern Union still stood there obediently, until Xu Yi's figure disappeared in front of his eyes, and the giant mountain that was pressing across everyone's hearts did not relax a little.
"Master Xueye, what to do, what to do!"
An old man in gray robe shouted loudly, his gray beard trembling.
Before the Blood Night Demon Lord could speak, the elders of all the tribulations blew up the pot first.
"For the current plan, what else can we do, let's run?"
"Run? Where are you going? If you can run to a monk, you can also run to a temple? Elder Yiling... The ancestor's methods are unpredictable, how do you know that he didn't hold back?"
"If you want to run, you run, I won't run. It's a joke, if you can run, why didn't one of the tens of thousands of people in Wang Ting escape?"
"The ancestor left us alive, maybe there is still room for change, don't die, if you hate the ancestor, it's a trivial matter which one dies, if you implicate the rest of the princes, it's a big deal guilt."
"I think you are all frightened by the old... If you don't leave now, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave again."
"You are so kind, then you should go alone, and no one is binding your legs."
"I, I'm not being loyal, I want to go, let's go together."
"..."
"Shut up!"
The Bloody Night Demon Lord let out an angry roar, and the noisy field finally became quiet again.
The young man with the golden crown snorted coldly, "What kind of skill is it to show your prestige to your family? Isn't your prestige equal to that of the Yiling old devil... the ancestor? You are doing it with him!"
As soon as the young man with the golden crown finished speaking, he was sent flying by a crisp slap.
"you… "
The golden-crowned young man's face was red and purple, and he was about to yell and curse when his neck was stuck, but his neck was strangled by the Blood Night Demon Lord, "Zhou Xingyao, I tell you clearly, if it wasn't for my uncle who raised me, you would have lost ten lives, and you would have lost all of them." Gone!"
The eyes of the golden-crowned young man finally overflowed with fear, and he suddenly remembered what his father had warned him, "Cultivators have relatives and have no relatives, so don't test the family affection of monks at the critical moment of life and death."