The silk is about four fingers wide, and it is made of silk that is made of woven. It can actually shine. It is about nine feet long to spread, and looks like a scroll, but it is full of words. The mysterious runes are dotted with silk edges, like rusting with needles and threads. The content recorded above makes Yan Lichi stand still.

Because this is actually the "Dragon Mysterious Scroll" that only the head sect can read by the Taoist Court. It records the deeds of Emperor Han who suffered five generations of sins, so he was secretly awarded the first-class star master; there is also the truth that the Taoist ancestor transformed into the Holy Mother of the Youlian and created the Fengtian Sect to eliminate the "awakened star spirit". It also records some mysterious supernatural powers, such as "The Art of Creation", which can actually be taken away by the real name, provided that the "Xuanxing Taoist Book" is practiced.

There is a magical power among them that makes Yan Li's mood fluctuate and unable to calm down for a long time. This magical power is called "General Sense Things", which is used to merge the spiritual soul of the magic weapon. In the world of cultivation, as long as it is a magic weapon, there is spiritual soul inside, and only the strong people in the sacred realm can feel it.

The function of this magical power is to integrate the spiritual soul of the magical instrument into its real name and make it reappear in the world. Of course, the premise is to find the spiritual soul of the magical instrument. Of course, he wanted to use this magical power to reappear Li Ge, but the condition for sensing the spiritual soul of the magical instrument is the sacred realm, and it must be himself.

Just as he was browsing the spells of magical powers, a person suddenly appeared on the dragon throne on the high platform. As soon as this person appeared, he was immediately captured by his spiritual consciousness. He immediately put away the "Dragon Mysterious Scroll" and subconsciously wanted to enter the Qiankun Ring, but found that this secret scroll was like the Dragon God Ring, repelling the storage of the Qiankun Ring, so he had to hide it closely.

Yan Li Jue could not have imagined that the person on the dragon throne would appear here, so when he walked out of the corner and looked towards the dragon throne, he was indeed surprised: "It's you."

"Or who do you think it is?" The man had a smile on his face, a distorted smile, a painful smile at finally finding his enemy.

Yan Li casually glanced at the left armrest of the dragon chaise and said, "It seems you are here to seek revenge on me."

The man said, "Even if the Holy Dynasty perishes, even if I, Ji Wuyu, become a worthless wild dog, I still know that you are not the leader of the Yan League."

He is the crown prince of the Dragon Emperor Holy Dynasty, and the next Dragon Emperor Ji Wuyu. Unfortunately, the Holy Dynasty failed to survive until his succession, so he was destroyed by the Yan League, which was dominated by Lihentian.

When Ji Wuyu saw Yan Li frowning, he simply said: "After my father's death, I fled to the kingdom of Wei. I had already extinguished my intention to restore the country and planned to take Jiu Mei away with me." His eyes suddenly turned red, and he stared at Yan Li like a wounded beast, "But Jiu Mei told me that she fell in love with you and had sex with you."

He slapped the handrail with his hands and roared with distorted face: "How dare you do this! Do you know that you ruined me? Do you know how important the Ninth Sister is in my heart?"

Yan Li looked at the left armrest of the dragon chaise nervously. He was only worried that the device under the armrest would be damaged, so of course he couldn't feel Ji Wuyu's mood. He sighed and said, "Then you try every means to find me, and you must be sure to deal with me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the "rustling" footsteps around him. To be precise, it was not "heard", but the spiritual sense. Not only did he sense no less than 300 people surrounding the palace, but he also sensed that those people's cultivation was above the divine realm.

How powerful are there for 300 cultivators above the Divine Realm? Even when the Dao Court has not yet perished, they cannot be found. The Divine Realm powerhouse is not the cabbage on the street. You can buy a bundle of them for a few cents.

Where did Ji Wuyu find it? With the help of this force, why is he so pessimistic about "restoring the country"?

Yan Li quickly understood, because a girl's tender voice suddenly sounded outside the door: "That's the master's seat. You, a useless fool, dare to blaspheme? Why don't you get out of here?"

Ji Wuyu, the dignified Crown Prince of Dragons, showed a full face of flattery, and actually rolled down from the stage, then nodded to the door and said, "Your Majesty, you are here. It's cold, and the little one is just worried that it will freeze you. I will specially heat you up."

"shit."

A silk flew out of the door, passing by Yan Li like lightning, twitching on Ji Wuyu's face, thrusting him into the corner of the wall. He lay on the ground, although his eyes revealed resentment, his face was still smiling.

Yan Li glanced at him and didn't know what it felt like. When the Tenglong List was a big test, this person just used a little trick, which made him exhausted, his life was hanging on the line several times, and even missed the opportunity to become a disciple of Jianting. This was better than a great revenge of life and death, but now he faced it, but there was no ripples in his heart.

Of course, the one who walked in from outside the door was the puppet king.

"My big brother, I finally found you." The girl was young, her voice was very tender, and she deliberately pretended to be cute. Her voice was so crispy that she was so slight.

Following Yue'er were overlord Ji Polu, sword court disciple Yu Qiuyu, and Phoenix Palace Gu Yuehuang. When the three masters stood there, they felt a strong sense of oppression. These three are already top masters in the cultivation world, let alone the three hundred divine realm masters around the palace? Anyone who is in Yan Li's situation, facing these masters, his bones are almost sluggish.

Yan Li glanced at Yu Qiuyu. The latter had shown signs of struggle before, but now he was as numb as a corpse. It can be seen that he had been completely "tacified" by the puppet king. He sighed in his heart, knowing that there was no hope of saving this brother.

"It turns out that you are the one who is deliberately looking for me, not him."

"You are wrong." Yue'er let out a "parent" smirk.

"Oh?" Yan Li said.

Yue'er didn't rush to speak. She ran to Yan Li with her hands cutely, tilted her head to look at Yan Li, like a playful sister next door; but her tone suddenly sank straight, as if she fell from the clouds to hell: "I guess the elder brother is not unfamiliar with this place, I guess the elder brother still remembers this place."

"I remember." Yan Li said.

Yue'er's eyes have also changed, and it has become cold and cold without warmth: "Of course you also remember that it was in this place back then. I said that one day it will definitely cost you."

"It's today? It's now?" Yan Li said.

"It's today, it's now." Yue'er said.

Yan Li's right hand suddenly stretched out to the side, and a green steel sword slid out of his sleeve. The shank squeaked and hit the shocked head that suddenly appeared from the soil. At the same time, he had grabbed the scabbard and pulled it, and blocked a thin white silk thread with the scabbard. The sharp thread would have been cut off immediately if it had not protected the sheath with true energy.

Yue'er smiled coldly, and a silk thread like a scattered flower suddenly burst out behind her. Each one seemed to have an independent will, and was as sharp as a knife, "swishly" towards Yan Li's head.

It happened that the Qinggang Sword was

The handle bounced back on the stormy head. Yan Li continued to step on the stormy head, retracted the scabbard and went to the tip of the sword. The two were united again. He grabbed the reunite Qinggang Sword and swung it towards Yue'er.

choke!

The green steel sword was unsheathed halfway, and the half-exposed sword edge was enough to cut off any object, including the body of the puppet king. Who could have expected that Yan Li's control of the sword had reached such an amazing level?

Of course, Yue'er didn't want to die, so of course she had to protect herself first. She had to withdraw her silk thread and quickly retreat while protecting her abdomen. Three top experts who have become dead soul puppets protected her one after another.

Yan Li slammed for nothing, and when he stopped, the sword quickly returned to the sheath and retracted into his sleeve, as if it had never appeared before. Jingmei rushed to the left and right under his feet, but he could not get rid of the fate of being trampled. He was so anxious that he slashed "Wow" and screamed. As soon as he tried his best, he stepped Jingmei back to the ground. It took the opportunity to use the earth escape to sneak back to the puppet king, wiping his bare head and roaring at him with grinning.

He didn't even look at it, and said lightly: "Where did you find those masters outside?"

"Big brother wants to know?" Yue'er said with a smile.

"I know if you don't say it." Yan Li said.

"Oh?" Yue'er said.

Yan Li's eyes gradually became cold: "You used the Fengtian Cult to collect corpses and then refined them into dead soul puppets. But the meaning of Fengtian Cult's existence is to hunt star spirits. If you bring them to deal with me, aren't you afraid that other believers will cause trouble for you?"

Yue'er was surprised, and then smiled and said, "Are you referring to the bald man, the fat man and the Shura, the old tree and Tang Tianfeng, the crazy man and the smelly uncle?"

"I think they will not act alone against you." Yan Li said.

Yue'er used her angelic face to speak devilishly: "It's a pity. I wanted to leave at that time, but they didn't let me go. Then I made a big fuss. The bald man was crippled by me. The fat man and the Shura didn't know where to heal the wounds. The old tree and Tang Tianfeng had not recovered yet. As for the lunatic and the smelly uncle, they had been killed by me."

Yan Li had guessed who the psychotic and that smelly uncle were. Xia Yin was indeed like a psychotic sometimes. The beast king Hai was with wild beasts all day long, and of course he was full of fishy smell. He didn't know what "kill" meant, and he didn't want to know. He already knew that Yue'er betrayed the Fengtian Sect and undoubtedly had joined the Xingling side.

"Of course you already know that your master is the Star Spirit King."

"Of course I know." Yue'er said proudly, "My master is of course the most noble in the world, and the Star Spirit King is undoubtedly. And the master told me to look at Baiyang Palace and not allow anyone to enter and exit. If I hadn't been bored and had only left a waste guard, how could you escape here?"

Yan Li said, "You have to fight with me?"

Yue'er smiled and said, "Why do you have to ask me knowingly? Yue'er knows the intention of the elder brother coming here. The owner was Yanfu, who was teleported from here. The elder brother obviously wanted to slip away from here, but Yue'er won't let you succeed."

Her eyes changed and smiled, suddenly filled with viciousness, and suddenly she had changed from a fairy to an evil ghost, saying word by word: "I want you to die here, I want to chop you up with one knife."

PS: Two chapters, six thousand words, completed.
Chapter completed!