Swish, swish, swish!

The sound of breaking through the sky became more and more intensive, and more and more monks were attracted by the Longling Treasure House.

Monsters with names and surnames on the list of geniuses appeared in everyone's sight one after another.

"What should we do now?"

Feng Yueyu put the lotus lantern back and looked at Mei Zihua. Si Xueyi and Duanmu Xi looked at her at the same time.

No matter what, Mei Zihua is the eldest brother of Canglan Academy, and he was the first to find the Longling Treasure House. It still depends on how he makes up his mind at the critical moment.

Mei Zihua stared at the closed bronze door, his expression changing, and a hint of irritability flashed in his eyes.

After a while, he sighed softly, "I thought, no matter how big the noise is, at least we can be the first to go in. If we seize this opportunity, we have half the chance of winning."

Needless to say, everyone understands the rest.

Mei Zihua did not expect that after the arrival of the Longling Treasure House, the door to the treasure house was still locked, which made it very difficult.

"Let me try."

Si Xueyi said thoughtfully.

He had a guess in his mind that the gate of Longling Treasure House could only be activated by the magic lamp of the sun and moon.

In other words, he must personally activate the Dragon Prison Holy Elephant Technique to turn the lotus lantern into the sun and moon magic lantern and then spin it around again.

Mei Zihua snapped her fingers, as if she had made some kind of decision, and said calmly, "It's not necessary. If you open it, it will be a wedding dress for these people. Just wait and see what happens."

Si Xueyi was a little surprised, but before he could say anything more, his attention was attracted by a figure.

"Here comes the ancient eagle from Tiandao Tower!"

A swordsman in black clothes with a stern expression fell from mid-air and attracted the attention of many people in an instant.

Si Xueyi muttered in her heart, what the hell, there are so many people in Tiandao Tower here.

Haven't I already finished killing?

In fact, he didn't finish the killing yet.

Tiandao Pavilion is an overlord-level force. There are many evildoers in the sect, and they may not all be able to deal with each other.

Gu Ying is very popular and is more terrifying than Jiang Wuhen who died in Si Xueyi's hands. He is ranked fifteenth on the list of geniuses.

Behind him there is a group of swordsmen. They gather around Furutaka, and their strength cannot be underestimated.

Someone whispered something in Gu Ying's ear, and Gu Ying glanced at Si Xueyi.

The news about Si Xueyi sweeping through the Eight Half-Step Dragon Veins has not yet spread completely, and someone informed Gu Ying about it at this moment.

Si Xueyi's lips curled up into a smile, and she met Gu Ying's gaze without any panic.

"The original chapter is here!"

Another extraordinary evildoer appeared, Zhang Yuan, who was ranked thirteenth on the list of geniuses. This man was good at thunder-attribute martial arts and had a faint electric light lingering around his body.

Even if he deliberately suppresses his cultivation, the pressure of thunder on his body is extremely terrifying. At a glance, you can see that he is extraordinary, stands out from the crowd, and attracts attention.

There was a sudden sound of piercing the sky, and streaks of lightning tore through the void. Xiao Yichen led many monks from Thunder Castle to appear.

After he made up his mind to join in the fun, he gathered all the remaining monks from Thunder Castle.

Si Xueyi glanced at them casually, and there were more than a dozen of these extraordinary monsters, and their strength was not weaker than the Half-Step Dragon Vein that he had killed before.

"Have you ever had any trouble with these people?"

Mei Zihua said curiously.

He saw several extraordinary monsters, and their eyes almost glanced at Si Xueyi, with no trace of murderous intent concealed in their eyes.

Just one or two, but with so many extraordinary monsters looking at them together, this is not a small matter.

Si Xueyi scratched his head and said with a smile, "It's a little bit of a holiday."

Mei Zihua smiled and said, "It's okay, senior brother will help you carry it."

Duanmuxi smiled and said, "He is not just celebrating the festival. These people insisted on saying that Senior Brother Xueyi had robbed their Xuanwu Spirit. Several overlord-level sects gathered together, arrested Lu Chenhui and others, and forced Senior Brother to show up."

Even the half-step dragon vein deacons were dispatched."

Mei Zihua took a breath and said in shock, "What's the result?"

Duanmuxi wrote lightly, "They were all killed by Senior Brother Xueyi."

Good guy!

Mei Zihua sucked in a breath before she could even spit it out. When she suddenly heard these words, her jaw almost dropped in shock.

After a while, he said, "How long has this been going on?"

Duanmu Xi said, "It was when senior brother crushed the jade slip."

Mei Zihua looked at Si Xueyi with a complicated expression, and said with a wry smile, "This is really a bit of a holiday!"

Swish, swish, swish!

During the conversation, Ancient Eagle from Tiandao Tower led Zhang Yuan and other extraordinary evildoers to kill them in a mighty manner.

The people from Thunder Castle also wanted to join in, but Xiao Yichen stretched out his hand and stopped these people, just watching from a distance.

"Mei Zihua, hand over Si Xueyi."

Furutaka looked indifferent and stared straight at the plum paintings without any nonsense.

"

Why did you hand it over? Did my junior brother bring trouble to your junior sister? It shouldn’t be the case. Although this guy looks a little better, there are still too many people here."

Mei Zihua pretended to be stupid and said with a smile.

"I'm not kidding, I'm ordering you!"

Furutaka took a step forward, raised his hand and slapped a palm. Meizi didn't show any fear, and directly raised his palm to meet him.

boom!

The hasty exchange broke out with a loud noise. Furutaka took several steps back, while Mei Zihua did not take a step back.

Mei Zihua smiled and said, "I don't have time to joke with you. The door of Longling's treasure house can't be opened. I'm in a bad mood now!"

He looked handsome, but his smile looked extremely scary.

At this moment, the faces of Zhang Yuan and other extraordinary monsters changed slightly, and their eyes involuntarily became more solemn.

This somewhat famous leader in Cangxuan Palace seems to have something that cannot be easily manipulated.

At this moment, the ground suddenly shook, and there was a burst of rapid footsteps, as if thousands of troops were coming to kill them.

Immediately afterwards, there were bursts of screams. Before everyone could understand what was going on, a torrent of blood appeared in the wasteland.

This is a group of blood-clothed monks!

As long as someone stands in front of them, these people will take action directly, killing anyone who blocks the way, and clear a bloody path in the blink of an eye.

"Blood-clothed Guard!"

"The people from the Blood Hidden Palace are here!"

"It's Fang Qingyu!"

The blood-clothed guards surrounded Fang Qingyu and came in a mighty manner to kill him.

Fang Qingyu was dressed in white with a silver mask, and beside him were the chiefs of the four major demon sects in Luoyue City. Among them, Chief Mu Xuehan of the Blood Sword Tower and Jing Jue of the White Bone Sect were particularly eye-catching.

Many people glanced over and felt their scalps numb and horrified.

There was no way, these two people had a huge reputation in the secret territory of Longling. One was holding the Blood Lin Sword, and the other was practicing the White Bone Magic Armor.

They all need the flesh and blood of other monks to feed them. They kill people like hemp and his methods are extremely cruel. He is an out-and-out devil.

To a certain extent, these two people's reputations are even more terrifying than Fang Qingyu's.

In the secret territory of Longling, Gu Ying and others, who had become accustomed to being domineering, suddenly lost their arrogance.

"Let's go first."

Furu Ying wanted to regain his position, but when he saw Fang Qingyu, his expression suddenly changed, and he led the people from Thunder Castle to flee quickly.

"Am I allowed to leave?"

Fang Qingyu snorted coldly and waved his hand, and dozens of blood-clothed guards jumped out.

The Blood-clothed Guards are the elite warriors of the Blood Hidden Palace. They wear blood-flame battle armor, which allows them to increase their strength by indifference.

boom!

After the armor on these people started to burn, each one of them reached the level of half-step dragon vein.

Then there was a one-sided horrific massacre. The monks from Thunder Castle who had just been arrogant and domineering were crushed and killed like chickens and dogs.

Si Xueyi frowned slightly. The secret techniques used by these blood-clad guards would obviously overdraw their vitality and potential, but they still used them without hesitation.

These were no longer dead soldiers. Si Xueyi could only think of two words, this was a group of consumables.
To be continued...