Chapter 2655: This Night Sky

Chong…

In the air, a sword sounded.

From the moment Jianming appeared, a sharp sword, swift and fierce, took the old man away.

"It's too much." The old man subconsciously snorted coldly and slapped his hand.

Chong…

The tip of the sword touched the palm of the old man.

The old man's palm under the blessing of the strong Yuan force was instantly stabbed with a trace of blood.

"Huh?" The old man was startled and glanced at the man with the sword.

On the sword, black energy surrounds.

"Black Snow?" The old man's eyes were startled, "Xia Yiming?"

At this moment, the old man's killing intent was awe-inspiring.

A pair of old eyes, looking at Xia Yiming, contained the ultimate killing intent.

"Li Yuanzong's great elder." At this time, Yue Zun Wusheng sighed solemnly.

The old man squinted his eyes, barely restrained his killing intent, and his palm shook, sending Xia Yiming and his sword flying.

Xia Yiming, who was blown away, turned beautifully in mid-air, landed steadily, and then dodged to Yiyi's side and pointed at the old man.

"Your Majesty." Xia Yiming said coldly, "The breath of this person is exactly the same as the breath of the black arrow that wiped out my sword energy when I cut Di Luo with my sword that day."

"Black Arrow?" The old man frowned, "The only arrow that can completely offset your black snow is the Liyuan Arrow."

"Have you seen the third Liyuan Arrow?"

Xia Yiming stared at him coldly, "Still arguing?"

The old man said nothing, only frowned.

The atmosphere in the air was extremely gloomy at this moment, terribly solemn.

The four imposing manners have long been surging, colliding and confronting each other.

It belongs to the strange but inexplicable aura of the old man, and belongs to the strong and pure aura of Martial Saint Yuezun.

And Yiyi's pure and surging aura, and finally Xia Yiming's extremely cold black snow aura.

Three momentum, Qi Qi confronted with the momentum of the old man.

Once the momentum of the two sides is uncontrollable, the battle will break out in an instant.

Especially the momentum belonging to Yuezun Martial Saint and the old man, once the war, the consequences may not be able to be dealt with.

At this time, Martial Saint Yuezun took the lead and took a step forward, "Elder Li Yuanzong, you and I haven't seen each other for three million years."

"I never thought that you old thing is still alive."

The old man sneered, "You are not dead, how could the old man die first."

Yuezun Wusheng also sneered, "Li Yuanzong has been in decline for many years."

"The whole sect is up and down, and only you old man is left to hold on."

"If you die, Li Yuanzong..."

"Don't worry." The old man sneered gloomily, "With you, it's not enough for this old man to fall here."

Yuezun Martial Saint sneered, "What about the big Liyuan Sect? At this moment, the Liyuan Sect can still withstand the waves?"

"For millions of years, Li Yuanzong has been peaceful and has always existed, isn't it good?"

"Is it necessary for the whole sect to have no peace, and even the entire Liyuan sect will become history?"

"You threaten me?" The old man's eyes narrowed for a moment, and the old eyes contained an ancient and distant gaze, which was full of danger.

Yue Zun Wusheng's face was solemn and cold, "If you shoot the saint today, it will not only be a threat."

Yue Zun Wusheng's tone was also full of danger.

The old man narrowed his eyes, his aura slightly slowed down, and his tone also slowed down, "The old man said, I am not interested in having bad relations with you."

"I'm here, I'm just taking this unscrupulous rebel."

Yiyi's eyes were cold.

Martial Saint Yuezun took the lead in saying, "Yiyi, Liyuan Sect, has never been an enemy of our Holy Moon Sect."

Yiyi frowned and glanced at the edge of the demon domain, her brows furrowed even tighter, but she nodded slowly.

She knew very well that blocking the edge of the demon domain was the top priority these days.

As long as she doesn't enter the Demon Realm and reveal the situation here, she has no interest in taking care of anything else for the time being.

Yiyi regained her momentum.

Yuezun Martial Saint followed suit and regained his momentum.

"Hmph." The old man snorted lightly, also withdrew his aura, turned around with Yuan Ruoli and left.

Around, the elites of the Eight Halls are still guarding.

"Go away." The old man glanced coldly, "With you, do you want to stop the old man?"

Several palace masters frowned, but still raised their arms and slowly backed away.

"Heh." The old man sneered, "The Eighth Palace, it's just a joke."

The old man walked away.

After a long while, he stopped abruptly, turned around, and glanced at Yiyi and the others, "Block the entire Dongfang family's defense line, and make it watertight."

"Although I don't know what's going on, I can guess it. It must be related to the day of the changing sky."

The old man glanced at Yuezun Martial Saint, "I don't know why the Holy Moon Sect suddenly wants to go to this muddy water."

"But, hehe." The old man put his hand away and sneered disdainfully, "I hope that this time the world will change, and the monsters will win."

"Bastard." Several palace masters were angry, "Under the nest, how can there be any eggs, this senior doesn't understand such a simple truth?"

"Under the nest, how can there be any eggs?" The old man sneered more and more, "If the Eighth Hall knew this truth back then, it would not have been in the situation it is today."

"The Eighth Palace, it's already a joke."

"Also, you little guys, what qualifications do you have to talk to the old man?"

"You..." The faces of several hall masters turned cold.

"Little girl." The old man finally glanced at Yiyi, "It's not as simple as you think."

"In the ancient war, the human race fought against the demon domain. In addition to the Eighth Temple, there are countless ancient top forces. I am a part of Li Yuanzong."

"But today, where have these forces gone?"

"Now that the sky is changing, why is there only the Eighth Palace alone against the Demon Realm?"

The old man's tone became colder and colder, "Monsters, once upon a time, may not necessarily be the enemies of the human race."

"Why did the Eighth Palace make the mistakes that he made back then, why should the entire Central Territory and the entire continent be responsible for it today?"

"The Eighth Hall is no longer the Eighth Hall of the past."

The old man's words fell, and he turned around.

The Eighth Hall is no longer the Eighth Hall of the past; he is not the first old man to say such a thing.

Yuezun Wusheng frowned.

The faces of the elites in the surrounding eight halls were a little ugly.

Xia Yiming was silent.

Wei Yiyi's eyes were cold for a moment, "Liyuan Sect, maybe not the enemy of Saint Moon Sect."

"However, if Li Yuanzong is the enemy of the son, it is the enemy of my entire Holy Moon Sect."

Yiyi's tone was cold, "Young master said a long time ago that the Eighth Hall will always be that Eighth Hall."

"If you don't agree or agree, then prepare to go to war."

"This is what the son means."

"It will always be the Eighth Palace?" The old man sneered and shook his head.

The old man didn't say a word again, just left with a thick sarcastic smile on his face.

...

At the same time, in the north of the demon domain, in the cold and silent land.

Somewhere in the land of cold silence, in the land of black snow.

The figure of Gui Yi directly attacked Xiao Yi and left.

Xiao Yi's eyes turned cold.

The gloomy black claws exuded an astonishing gloomy aura.

Black Silence Claw flashed past Xiao Yi.

The sharp and gloomy aura passed through Xiao Yi's skin.

Gui Yi's fierce eyes were full of madness.

Whoosh... Guiyi's sharp claws penetrated the spiritual consciousness of a snow lion a thousand feet in front of him.

wow…

On the black claws, the yin wind was blowing, and it actually wrapped the spiritual consciousness of the dozens of thousands of zhang giant snow lions.

"Black Silence Claws, but the sharp claws of your snow lion clan, killing your spiritual senses couldn't be easier." The ghost looks like a madman, but also with a touch of death.

wow…

At the same time, countless snow lion spirits around him ran wild.

Spiritual consciousness, self-turning into the wind and snow, wraps Ghost One in reverse.

Gui Yi had a grim expression on his face, and looked directly at Xiao Yi who was not far away, "My lord, you promised Gui Yi, please do what you said."

"In any case, leave a trace of blood in my ghost and demon clan."

The voice fell, and the ghost came out with both hands.

"Lord, quickly take down the ghost fruit, I can't last long."

The ghost was full of pain.

Countless vicious spiritual consciousness has wrapped him tightly.

Even if he can hold on for a while, in the end, he will only be bitten into pieces by the vicious spiritual consciousness around him.

"Heh." Xiao Yi grinned lightly.

Not far away, the Excalibur was still stuck in the snow, but Xiao Yi did not pick it up.

"Pfft." The ghost spit out blood, "My lord, hurry up..."

Snapped…

At this moment, a powerful arm rested on his shoulder.

And Xiao Yi, who was not far away in his eyes, had already disappeared in place.

"Okay." Xiao Yi chuckled lightly.

Bang... With the palm of his hand, he was shocked, and Guiyi's figure was surrounded by heavy shocks of spiritual consciousness.

That hand was naturally Xiao Yi's hand.

"Lord, you..." Guiyi's eyes widened.

Ahead, the flames were soaring to the sky, forcing the spiritual consciousness of countless snow lions around them.

Within the flames, Xiao Yi held one hand empty, the flames in his hands galloping, and a golden crane stood empty in it.

"Master, your strength has not been suppressed?" Gui Yi's eyes widened.

Xiao Yi shook his head and chuckled, "Suppressed, all the strength of the body, the power of the body, and all the power of the martial arts have been suppressed."

"It's just..." Xiao Yi looked up at the sky, "This night sky can trap the bright starry sky, but it can't trap the true meaning of my five absolutes."

Bang... Xiao Yi's figure moved.

The flame figure, mixed with monstrous flames, shuttled freely among countless spiritual consciousnesses.

That was just a one-sided massacre.

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