"Let me prepare first, it will take a moment."

Lu Zeyu was eager to try, but he still patiently held his hands and sat down cross-legged.

"Old man, be gentle, my feet are broken."

Xi'er grinned and shouted. Feng Youyang let go of his hand in anger. Xi'er exclaimed, but she did not fall to the ground.

Xier watched incredibly as she floated in the air, soft under her body, like cotton.

"Let's go quickly, disciple."

The rumbling sound is still there, but the weather is in danger here.

"don't want."

Feng Youyang became anxious, and he kept persuading him, but Lu Zeyu turned around.

"Master, you are unwilling to have a fight with me."

The wind is melodious as if it is in the throat.

Am I your opponent? Alas? What does it mean to have a fight? Does it mean...

Feng Youyang looked at Baiyun. He was looking for something in the square. After a gust of wind, Yuyang clearly showed that he was looking for some direction.

The wind was melodious and confused.

Is Baiyun your opponent?

Bai Yun is just a B-class Daoist. In Feng Youyang's opinion, he is far from being even worse than Wang Yuanlang, but his apprentice wants to fight him. Why is that?

Xuan Ye stopped and said to Lu Zeyu who was not far away with him with a smile.

"I've been waiting for a long time."

Lu Zeyu stood up, Xuan Ye raised his hand, and there was an octagonal object in his hand, and there was a hollowed-out artwork on eight sides.

Feng Youyang carefully confirmed that there were six arts of heaven, earth, wind, rain, fire and thunder, but the remaining two were those he had never seen before.

"What can such a complex magic weapon be used?"

Generally, magic tricks that can be driven by spiritual energy, including two to three corresponding artifacts, can already create very powerful artifacts, but this magic weapon has two supreme artifacts, including heaven and earth.

Xuan Ye threw the object the size of a palm into the air. As the object rotated, Feng Meiyang felt an unprecedented breath, and his mirror of the sky had opened.

This long and cold breath is like the dark and cold seabed. A picture appears in my mind. Under the dark and dull sky, there are cliffs and flowing hot magma.

Feng Youyang couldn't help but retreat continuously, and Lu Zeyu beside him also had something strange, and he covered his nose.

"So smelly!"

Xuan Ye laughed.

"You just need to ignore it. We don't need to take it seriously. Just go through it easily."

Lu Zeyu couldn't stand the stench. After hearing Xuan Ye's words, he pretended not to smell it. The stench really disappeared, and Lu Zeyu was a little happy.

What Xuan Ye saw in his eyes was indeed a different situation. The nine-color immortals with a large coverage area were returning to Lu Zeyu's body.

The sound of miserable sound began, and as the objects entered the eight sides turned faster and faster, Feng Yuyang felt dizzy. The coldness just turned into fear, and his eyes slightly glared and his body trembled slightly.

"Let's go quickly!"

Xier muttered in a low voice, she was trembling violently. At this moment, Lu Zeyu placed it on the bundle beside him, and the iron lumps that looked like a sword but a knife were moved.

Whoosh

A purple light passed by, and the phoenix sap stood in front of Feng Meiyang, and a jingling sound pierced into the ground. Suddenly, Xier and Feng Meiyang could not feel the inexplicable fear that arises from the bottom of their hearts.

"This is........."

Feng Youyang squatted down in shock, checked the weapon, and quickly took out the small notebook. He was very excited, but what made Feng Youyang even more interested was Bai Yun.

"Is it a demonic spirit?"

The desolate sounds disappeared, and the objects rotating in the air slowly took off. Xuan Ye stood with his hands behind his back, smiling.

"I've been waiting for a long time, so I can borrow it here."

As the words came, a stream of green air flowed wildly towards these eight objects. The wind was stunned, and the demonic aura that was so huge that it could smell the calcified smell in the air was gathering.

Boom

A violent white thunder fell and crackled. The white thunder did not fall on the ground, but exploded directly at high altitude. The dark clouds in the sky closed the moon, the earth lost its luster, and the darkness enveloped it.

The violent and cold wind blew past his face, and the wind trembled melodiously, and Xier behind her was at a loss.

"Is that guy..."

Feng Youyang suddenly woke up. In my memory, he heard from the master that he had seen a demon. The demon asked the master to worship him, but the master refused. The master also said what the demon that was opposite to the immortal was like.

"It's not going well yet!"

Lu Zeyu muttered.

Xuan Ye laughed louder and louder, and became more and more crazy.

"The Yin Moon method only takes one stick of incense!"

now!

After a muffled sound that seemed to be made from the Nine Netherworlds underground, accompanied by a slight purple-black light, the body of the "white cloud" was wrapped in it.

It's a demon, this guy is a demon!

The wind was so melodious that goose bumps appeared, and with the fading light, Bai Yun's figure was seven feet tall and his appearance also changed.

Lu Zeyu's expression changed, and the silly look that had always been smiling and silly disappeared completely. His eyes were sharp and his excited face was arrogant.

Xuan Ye stared at Lu Zeyu quietly, put his hands aside, and his scarlet nails showed a slight purple-black light.

“What is this…”

Before Xier could finish her words, Feng Youyang had already come to her and slapped her forehead with a finger. Xier fainted.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity? The wind is melodious and the wind is melodious. You have been obsessed with the Tao all your life, but the Tao has come to an end. Now.........

"Hahaha......."

Feng Yang laughed loudly, his body was soft and weak, and he was trembling violently.

The immortal and the demon actually met Feng Youyang at the same time. He focused on observing the two of them. He had to record the fight between them without missing a single trace.

"Don't you attack!"

Xuan Ye observed Lu Zeyu. He didn't seem to have any posture. He had seen many kinds of immortal arts and had fought with some immortals, but Lu Zeyu was much better than the immortals he had fought in the past.

I am looking forward to how you will fight!

"So fast!"

Before Xuan Ye's thoughts were over, Lu Zeyu had already come over, and Xuan Ye was not panicked at all. Facing Lu Zeyu's fist, Xuan Ye was already prepared. After all, after suffering the kid's loss last time, his magic armor is still being repaired.

Smack

Lu Zeyu's fist seemed to sink into the mud. A purple-black paste appeared on Xuan Ye's body surface, and Lu Zeyu's fist completely sank.

Xuan Ye looked at Lu Zeyu and he smiled excitedly.

Buzz

Xuan Ye felt a greater force and did not dare to fight and retreat quickly. He stepped on the air and turned left and right.

Paji

The purple-black mud splashed, and a colorful breath spread out. Cracks appeared in the space around the fist that Lu Zeyu was holding.

The fairy spirit is so strong!

Xuan Ye frowned slightly, stretched out his hands, and suddenly crossed and stroked.

Lu Zeyu crossed his hands, and a loud buzzing sound. The purple-black lines intertwined in the space passed by, and the entire space was torn apart. In just a moment, Xuan Ye laughed.

"It's amazing to take my tricks!"

Feng Yang looked at the ground in shock, and with a loud bang, the entire square was cut into stones of different sizes and shapes, flying up in a violent tremor.

Lu Zeyu jumped up and landed on a flying rock. Xuan Ye turned around him like a phantom, shouting excitedly.

"This kind of fight..."

“No reason is needed!”
Chapter completed!