In those years when I was a mortal and a demon

"Hmph!" Lu Yuan looked at Long Han and Feng Bing and snorted coldly. When he suffered a loss just now, these two people turned a blind eye. If they dare to interfere, then the remaining two-thirds of Wanren Pan's power will be reserved for them!

Lu Yuan's unkind eyes caused a trace of hesitation in Long Han's eyes. Feng Bing saw that Long Han had no intention of stopping him, so she didn't dare to act rashly.

As for the other people from Gujianmen and Baiqiaoyuan, they didn't even dare to think about it. At this time, whoever steps forward for the Huayi Sect will have to face Lu Yuan's wrath.

"It's bad. If my junior brother really kills these two people, then he will fight to the death with the Huayi Sect!"

"Junior Brother Zhang, Fellow Daoist Leng, please say something quickly!" Lu Luo looked so anxious that he almost jumped up.

Brother Tiezi and Leng Yue naturally understood this truth. Just as they were about to speak, a wave of emotion that made everyone present palpitate suddenly emerged.

I saw a dazzling Pi Lian slashing from the horizon. In an instant, the sky was shattered and the situation changed!

When Pi Lian first appeared, it was only three feet long, but halfway through, it was already more than ten feet long. When it came closer, it suddenly grew to more than a hundred feet long. The momentum was so amazing!

"This kind of power belongs to late-stage cultivators!" Long Han felt relieved, knowing that later-stage cultivators have arrived, and he no longer has to be caught in the middle.

The target of the Baizhang sword light was not anyone present. After a roar, the huge sword light carried the air waves and struck at the thousands of sword lights released by Lu Yuan, splitting the sky with sword lights straight into two halves.

In the empty space in the middle, there were two yellow-haired men who were in danger, and they were saved by this sword light.

"Well done!" Someone intervened, but Lu Yuan smiled instead of getting angry. The spell in his hand was quickly fired, and the remaining golden blades in the Wanren Plate surged out.

Even if the identity of the person has been guessed, the sword must be returned!

After the sword shadow spectroscopy, nearly ten thousand sword lights converged on Lu Yuan's head in the blink of an eye.

"Gather!" Cold words came out of Lu Yuan's mouth.

Then all the sword lights hovering above Lu Yuan's head emitted a dazzling golden light and blended together. In almost a moment, it turned into a giant sword of a hundred feet and hung in the air.

Everyone onlookers looked horrified at the same time. The power of this giant sword was even stronger than the sword light that had been inserted just now!

The two yellow-haired men groaned secretly, thinking that Lu Yuan was going to kill him. Not caring about his face at the moment, he turned his hands and dozens of spiritual lights flew out.

But what made the onlookers dumbfounded was that in addition to a few magic weapons with average power, there were also some top-level defensive magic weapons. This shows that the two big men with yellow hair are at the end of their game.

"The sword energy just now should have been issued by Master Zhiyang, one of the three great monks!

Junior brother, doesn’t he want it? "Even though Lu Luo guessed what Lu Yuan was going to do, he still couldn't help but ask.

But at this moment, Lu Yuan pointed at the huge lightsaber with a frosty face.

"go with!"

The giant sword immediately trembled and rushed towards the direction where the sword light came from.

A long roar rose into the sky in the distance, and then a mellow and clear voice came from outside.

"Unexpectedly, Fellow Daoist Lu has not only improved his cultivation, but also has a much stronger temper."

A middle-aged Taoist priest with a Taoist spirit appeared, about forty years old. His skin is crystal clear and white, and his facial features are straight and elegant, which makes people fall in love with him at the first sight. Who is he if he is not the Supreme Master of the Tai Zhen Sect of the Righteous Dao Alliance?

Facing Lu Yuan's powerful sword, Master Zhi Yang pointed his hand towards the sky. The spiritual light behind him reflected half of the sky, and the divine sword on his back flew into the sky!

When the divine sword floated in front of him, the smile on Master Zhiyang's face disappeared and he slapped the sword hilt suddenly.

The divine sword cut through the sky and met Lu Yuan's hundred-foot giant sword.

There was a loud sound like the earth was shattering, and the ground near the Luoyun Sect shook violently. A golden and white wave of air surged out and rolled wildly in all directions.

......

In the middle of Yunmeng Mountain, the ancient sword gate is located.

In a secret room in the forbidden area, a burly old man with curly hair suddenly opened his eyes. A pair of shining eyes gave people a beast-like ferocity.

"What a powerful spiritual energy wave, there are late-stage Nascent Soul monks fighting against each other!"

The next moment, the secret room exploded.

The disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect who was on duty was so frightened that his face changed. Just as he was about to come up to check, he saw the ancestor of the rumored sect fly towards the meeting hall with an angry look on his face.

"Senior Brother Jin, why did you get out of seclusion!" In the meeting hall, the person staying here was a Nascent Soul female monk.

"Otherwise, I've been keeping quiet. A few years ago, I was shocked by the man named Lu, and I almost couldn't stabilize my mind and leave. It's only been a few years, why is there another big fight in Yunmeng Mountain, and it's still... Later the monks arrived. What happened!"

"This...Mingxin doesn't know for sure, maybe..."

"What could it be?

Huh?

Where are the others inside the door?

Wait, you don’t mean to say it’s related to Luo Yun Sect again, do you? "The curly-haired old man asked suddenly with a hint of weirdness on his face.

"What? I guessed it right!" The curly-haired old man looked at Mingxin's embarrassed look and immediately rolled his eyes.

Mingxin had no choice but to smile bitterly and told the old man with dark hair the reason.

"The Luoyun Sect is indeed a bit too bullying. There are only two Nascent Soul female monks from the Hidden Moon Sect, and they are all kidnapped, and they are all attracted by Wei Lichen. So, could the fluctuation just now be caused by Wei Wu? Did you come to the door?" The old man with curly hair laughed and said with a smile.

"Perhaps we will know this after a few senior brothers come back."

"What are you waiting for? Come on, let's go to the theater too!"

In the sky above the Ancient Sword Gate, the old man with curly hair has been suspended in place since he came out, leaving Mingxin who followed him with a surprised look on his face.

About a quarter of an hour later, a red light flew from the west of Yunmeng Mountain.

"Senior Brother Jin is waiting for Ancestor Liehuo from Baiqiaoyuan?" Mingxin noticed that the person was extraordinary and he was actually a mid-stage Nascent Soul monk.

The red light flashed quickly, and after the brilliance faded, a middle-aged monk wearing a purple robe appeared. The middle-aged man has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he has an imposing manner. At first glance, he looks like someone who has wielded great power for a long time.

"Brother Liehuo, you're finally here. We haven't seen each other for a long time. I wonder if your 'Sky Fire Technique' has been improved. Someday we can find time to compare notes." The old man with Qiu hair seemed to be somewhat similar to this man. Friendship, he said carelessly.

"Hmph! Forget it, Old Monster Jin, even though my Heavenly Fire Art is quite powerful, it's still a whole level behind yours, so what's the benefit of fighting with you. The Luoyun Sect's fight is getting fierce, why don't you go over there? Find someone to discuss with." Old Monster Liehuo rolled his eyes and said angrily.

"It might be Wei Wuya over there. No matter how conceited Jin is, he still doesn't have the guts to go and attack the great monk!" Old Monster Jin glanced at Ancestor Liehuo and said with a sneer.

"You are you, but Luoyun Sect dares to do it. If you really win with just one and a half moves, hehe...

In Baiqiaoyuan, we are the only ones who remain unchanged, and we will not argue with you two sects. But you, the Ancient Sword Sect, are about to give up the title of the No. 1 sect in the Xi Kingdom! "Ancestor Liehuo winked, rather gloating about his misfortune.

"It's just a false reputation, let's give in. Anyway, shouldn't the most anxious person be Long Han Feng Bing of Luan Ming Sect? If it's like what you said, Brother Liehuo, the Tiandao Alliance will probably change hands!"

"Hey, Brother Jin, don't say anything yet. As far as I know, Long Han Fengbing also accompanied the Huayi Sect to the Luo Yun Sect this time. What's going on now?"

"Then the fun will be even greater, Brother Liehuo please!"

"Brother Jin, please go first!"

......

In front of the gate of Luoyun Sect, I saw such a terrifying air wave. Several Yuanying old monsters from Baiqiaoyuan and Gujianmen released their protective magic weapons one after another, turning into patches of glow in front of them.

Long Han and Feng Bing moved, but they appeared together in front of the Huayi Sect trio. Seeing that the situation was not going well, Brother Tiezi and the others shot backwards and hid in the foggy sea of ​​Luoyun Sect.

But when the air wave swept past, several Yuanying old monsters from Baiqiaoyuan and Gujianmen were thrown away even if they joined forces. And Long Han Feng Bing was worthy of being able to compete with the great monk, but he only took a few steps back.

However, both Lu Yuan and Master Zhiyang stood still and did not move, but their faces became extremely solemn.

As for the white mist that covered the Luoyun Sect in the distance, it had disappeared after the air waves swept away.

But the next moment, everyone saw clearly the situation in Luoyun Sect.

Brother Tiezi and Lengyue Luluo, the three great Nascent Soul cultivators, were in front, and dozens of Alchemy Formation cultivators were on the side. Behind them are tens of thousands of Luoyun Sect disciples!

Long Han felt terrified because it was impossible for so many people to gather in such a short time.

Luo Yun Sect had already prepared a backup plan. If he really joined forces with the Huayi Sect, then in addition to Lu Yuan and the others, he would also have to face the siege of tens of thousands of immortal cultivators.

With this kind of momentum, coupled with Lu Yuan's current terror, even if Master Zhi Yang is trapped, he will not be able to escape!

"Hehe, fellow Taoist Zhiyang is indeed worthy of being a great master in the later period. With just one move, he defeated my full blow!" A strange and unpleasant voice came from the mouth of Lu Yuan's incarnation of the Split Wind Beast.

Having said that, even the most idiotic person can see it now. In the fight just now, Lu Yuan and Master Zhiyang were evenly matched.

But on the scene, Master Zhiyang was two realms higher than Lu Yuan, and he also used magic weapons. It was said that he was already inferior.

"Fellow Daoist Lu is so humble." Master Zhiyang greeted him with a smile as if he didn't care.

Then, both of them stopped in unison. Master Zhiyang's divine sword flew back behind him, and Lu Yuan also took back the scattered golden blades, and summoned the white tiger seal as well.

The two yellow-haired men were very anxious when they saw this. It was a valuable treasure of the Huayi Sect. Once it was lost, the two of them could not afford to suffer. But they would not dare to ask Lu Yuan for it now.

"Fellow Taoist Zhiyang, Lu Yuan not only injured my Junior Brother Wei, but also forcibly took away my Huayi Sect's most important treasure, the White Tiger Seal. This is too much!" The yellow-haired man had no choice but to turn to Master Zhiyang for help.

"You and my eldest elder are both three great monks, and we have an irreversible friendship. Please do justice!" The red-faced old man surnamed Qian said in a close tone.

"Is this really what you did, Fellow Daoist Lu?" Upon hearing this, Master Zhiyang just glanced at the two yellow-haired old men and the unconscious Wei Lichen. Then he looked at Lu Yuan and asked seriously.

The yellow-haired man felt cold when he saw this, because judging from Master Zhiyang's attitude, it was obvious that he had a high opinion of Lu Yuan.

"I wonder why Fellow Taoist Zhiyang is here?" Lu Yuan did not answer Master Zhiyang's question, but instead asked with profound meaning.

Master Zhiyang frowned, looked at Long Han and Feng Bing, and started to communicate through sound transmission with his lips moving slightly. After a while, he muttered to himself: "I see."

"Fellow Taoist, wait a moment."

Zhiyang smiled and cupped his fists, then flew to the front of the three people from the Huayi Sect. He stretched out a finger and pointed it between Wei Lichen's eyebrows, then closed his eyes and said nothing.

Lu Yuan had no intention of stopping him and flew back to Brother Tiezi and others.

"Senior brother, why is Master Zhiyang here?" Brother Tiezi was a little shocked and confused.

"Looking at the situation, it doesn't seem to be about Huayi Sect, but why did he go to save Wei Lichen?" Leng Yue glanced at Lu Yuan with beautiful eyes, showing a surprised look.

"Now that Master Zhiyang is here, although you are not afraid of him, junior brother, you might as well give him face. Of course, if you are still angry, everyone in the sect will listen to you!" Lu Luo also came up to greet him.

And behind him, there were tens of thousands of Luoyun Sect disciples, including the No. 1 Dan-forming monks. Everyone looked excited and looked at the ancestor of the sect who had just shown his power with admiration.

He has won two games in a row and is still on par with Master Zhiyang, one of the three great monks. Lu Yuan has become a god in their hearts, and now all they need is Lu Yuan's order. Even if the great monk intervenes, they still dare to rush over!

"Well, let's first take a look at what kind of medicine is sold in this old gourd."

After about a stick of incense, Master Zhiyang opened his eyes. At this time, the color on Wei Lichen's face had returned.

Lu Yuan was not surprised. Although the ancient demon's energy was troublesome. But Master Zhiyang is a late-stage monk after all, and he also practices decent techniques to restrain evil. There is nothing surprising about being able to resolve Wei Lichen's crisis.

Seeing that Wei Lichen showed signs of waking up, the two yellow-haired men thanked Master Zhiyang profusely.

"Logically speaking, I shouldn't interfere in your affairs, but the world of immortal cultivation has been unstable recently. Ancient demons are raging in Tiannan, devouring the Nascent Souls of high-level monks everywhere.

And you have great magical powers, so it’s fine if you don’t do your part for Tiannan. Instead, you fight bravely here, and you are not afraid of being laughed at by your juniors! "Master Zhiyang didn't give the Huayi Sect two good looks, and started to reprimand them.

"Tch, why don't you talk about the one on the other side!" The yellow-haired man was unhappy.

However, facing one of the few great monks in Tiannan, he naturally did not dare to show any dissatisfaction and lowered his head to accuse him repeatedly.

At this time, Wei Lichen, who was unconscious, also woke up. After seeing Master Zhi Yang, he quickly thanked him.

Master Zhiyang seemed to care about Wei Wuya's face and did not reprimand Wei Lichen. After a slight nod, he led the three of them to fly slowly towards Lu Yuan.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, since Fellow Daoist Long has already mediated for you before. For my sake, how about exposing this today?" Unlike the attitude of reprimanding the three Huayimen, Master Zhiyang said with a smile on his face.