After being away for more than a year, Madrigal couldn't wait to go back to see his sister Muyue, and at this moment, he was in no mood to spend time with them.

"Sect Master, even if they are not from the Heavenly Evil Ghost Sect, they must be spies from other sects, I suggest that they be arrested and tortured." The white-haired old man said.

The sect master of the Wuxiang Palace was a master at the peak of the Divine Pill Realm, he squinted his eyes and glanced at Chen Qingyang and the others, and then said in a cold voice: "Grab it!" ”

"Yes, Sect Master!"

In an instant, the other two Divine Pill Realm masters next to him shot out at the same time, reaching out with their big hands, trying to catch Chen Qingyang and the four of them.

"I don't know how to lift!"

Pastoral Song snorted coldly, and a landslide and tsunami-like momentum suppressed out, like an ocean exploding, and the terrifying waves swept across the entire Wuxiang Palace.

The disciples of the Phaseless Palace were like ants swallowed up by the stormy waves, except for the three Divine Pill Realm masters, the rest of the disciples all fell to the ground, their bodies trembling uncontrollably, and their pale faces were full of panic and despair.

"Poof!"

The three Divine Pill Realm masters bore the brunt of the attack, spitting out a mouthful of blood, the expressions on their faces were also frozen, and they looked at Mu Ge with their mouths open, completely speechless.

"Holy ...... Sanctuary Realm! ”

The sect master of the Phaseless Palace gritted his teeth fiercely and said.

The momentum alone can suppress all their masters, and only the masters who have reached the Sacred Realm can do it.

"I'm in a good mood today, don't worry about you, get out!" With a wave of his hand, Pastoral directly shook the dozens of meters master more than ten meters away.

Pastoral Song who has reached the Sacred Realm, with his strange and powerful spatial mysteries, can fight even if he encounters a master in the late stage of the Sacred Realm Realm.

There are only a few Divine Pill Realm martial artists, and he doesn't care about them at all.

"Thank you seniors for your mercy!"

The sect master of the Wuxiang Palace hurriedly thanked him, where would he dare to be disrespectful.

"Brother Yang, we-"

"Boom!"

Muge was just about to ask Chen Qingyang and them to leave together, but before he finished speaking, suddenly a terrifying collision sound came, and the powerful sound wave shocked, which instantly killed many disciples of Wuxiang Palace on the spot.

"What's going on?"

Everyone looked up, listening to the sound of the collision just now, the battle seemed not far away.

"Boom!"

There was another loud bang, and immediately after, the half of the mountain in the distance was cut off and smashed towards the Wuxiang Palace.

"Stop it!"

The sect master of the Phaseless Palace roared and took the lead in flying out.

If this half of the mountain is smashed down, I'm afraid that not many disciples of the Wuxiang Palace will be able to survive.

"Brother Yang, it's two early stage masters of the Sacred Realm who are fighting." Madrigal narrowed his eyes lightly and said, his divine thoughts had locked the aura of the two masters.

Chen Qingyang paused, and then said, "Let's go over and take a look first." ”

Now his strength is comparable to that of the martial artists in the early stage of the Sacred Realm Realm, and with Madrigal by his side, a bodyguard comparable to the late stage of the Sacred Realm Realm, he is naturally not afraid.

At the same time, the three masters of the Divine Pill Realm of the Wuxiang Palace shot at the same time, destroying the half of the mountain in an instant, allowing the Wuxiang Palace to survive the catastrophe safely.

However, the early stage masters of the two Great Sacred Realms in the distance were still fighting fiercely, and the battlefield was even gradually shifting towards this side.

At this time, Chen Qingyang and the others stood in the sky above the Wuxiang Palace, looking at the battlefield in the distance.

The two masters, an old man who seemed to be immortal wind bones, had white hair flying, a faint holy light on his body, and his weapon was a palm-wide fairy sword, blooming in his hands with exquisite peerless swordsmanship.

And his opponent is a middle-aged man who looks only forty years old, he is dressed in a black robe, very fetish, his long black hair is messy, and his eyes are like nine hells, which makes people tremble.

The man's weapon is a blood-colored war spear, and a terrifying wave of blood blooms with a random blow.

The strength of the two seems to be between the two, and the battle is very anxious, and I am afraid that I will not be able to tell the winner for a while.

"Is that him?"

Suddenly, when Chen Qingyang saw the face of the man holding the blood-colored spear clearly, his face was suddenly shocked.

"Brother Yang, do you recognize it too?" Madrigal said with a gloomy face.

Chen Qingyang nodded slightly, the middle-aged man in front of him who was holding a blood-colored spear was Huang Fuyan's sworn enemy.

Back then, he summoned the four masters of the West to infiltrate Huaxia to besiege the Yan Lord, and finally fled in embarrassment.

Unexpectedly, when Chen Qingyang saw him again, he had already stepped into the Sacred Realm realm, and his strength did not seem to be weak.

"Chaos in the Void!"

The evil lord stirred up the Blood River Divine Spear, which ranked fourth on the divine weapon spectrum, and instantly rolled up a roaring blood dragon terrifying wave, sweeping towards the white-haired old man.

Not to be outdone, the white-haired old man entwined the fairy sword in his hand, and then turned into a sword shadow in the sky, forming a storm of blades to meet the monstrous blood dragon.

"Boom—"

The blood light and white light in the void intertwined and collided with each other, and the momentum shook the sky, and the powerful energy fluctuations were like an ocean undulating, vast and boundless.

"Ji Changkong, you are really strong, then try this trick!"

"The surname is Ji, is it a member of the Ji family of the ancient clan?" Chen Qingyang thought slightly in his heart.

After speaking, the evil lord's wrist shook the blood river spear, and the head of the spear sprayed blood-colored spear, like a river of blood falling from the nine heavens, boundless, and the vast murderous aura swept the nine heavens and ten earths, as if the gods were unstoppable.

At this moment, the power of the evil lord actually climbed to the middle realm of the Holy Realm realm.

And the face of the old man named Ji Changkong also changed dramatically in an instant, and he held the fairy sword in his hand in front of his chest.

Almost in a millimeter, endless blood-colored spears slammed into Ji Changkong's chest, like a raging storm, dazzling and intimidating.

"He's going to lose!"

Pastoral said in a deep voice.

Sure enough, in less than three seconds, the evil lord's incomparable shot shocked hundreds of millions of jun power, shattering Ji Changkong's chest, and his face was gray.

"Puff ......"

Blood kept spurting out of Ji Changkong's mouth, staining most of the sky red.

When the master of the Phaseless Palace below saw this scene, he was as surprised as petrified, his eyes were frightened, and his body was unable to move.

Originally, I thought that this was an evenly matched battle, but I didn't expect that the evil lord would be able to instantly increase his strength to the middle stage of the Divine Pill Realm, and kill Ji Changkong by surprise.

"Go to hell!"

The evil lord obviously didn't want to let Ji Changkong go, and as soon as the Blood River Divine Spear moved, a bloody light stabbed Ji Changkong's head.

"Pastoral, save him." Chen Qingyang said suddenly.

Although Muge didn't understand why Chen Qingyang wanted to save the other party, he didn't hesitate to make a move.

"Snort!"

The blood light of the evil lord was less than half a meter away from Ji Changkong, and it was suddenly blocked by a spatial qi wall, and he could not move an inch by half an inch.

"Who?"

The evil lord's eyes were cold, and his eyes were staring at Chen Qingyang in their direction.