The night is slightly cool, the golden breeze is cool, and the fragrance of flowers floats in the air, and it is refreshing to take a gentle breath. Tianhe Palace, Dongfeng Garden, this name alone is enough to make those who hear it dare not speak loudly, let alone dare to be an enemy of it.

For many years, Dongfeng Yuan has been the overlord of the twenty-fifth layer of this immortal world, and the prestige of the prestige looks at the twenty-fifth layer of the entire immortal world, and does not think second. Just because behind it is the most powerful in the fairy world, the first to attack the Sad Autumn Emperor, the sharp, no one can stop it!

The necessary duties of the sect, such as patrolling the vigil, have long been forgotten by the immortals of Dongfeng Garden. Joke, who else in the fairy world dares to come and pry the tiger whiskers of the Emperor of the Sorrowful Autumn? Just the three words of Tianhe Palace are enough to deter all those who dare to offend!

On such a wonderful night, the immortals of Dongfeng Yuan couldn't help but indulge in the enjoyment of singing and dancing, either drinking tea and tasting wine, or burning incense and playing chess. Occasionally, there are a few diligent cultivators who endure loneliness and loneliness in the ashram and silently improve themselves, but none of them have tensed their nerves and are ready to deal with ill-intentioned people at any time.

In front of the gate of Dongfeng Garden, there is a small lake built by man, and along a wide and elegant path in the lake, you can go straight to the gate of Dongfeng Garden. In the small lake, there are several strange mountains and stones collected by the immortals from all over the place, which decorate the small lake beautifully.

Luo Yingsleeve's figure quietly appeared on a craggy rock in the lake, and the white clothes fluttered as if they wanted to fly away in the wind. In such a quiet and soft night, in a world full of immortals, she is like a fairy among immortals, beautiful and incomprehensible.

She sat quietly cross-legged, took out the yaoqin, and stroked it with her jade hand, playing the first ethereal light sound.

If the sound of the piano is absent, it seems to melt into the night, and I don't know if anyone hears it, there are more than 10,000 immortals in Dongfeng Garden, and surprisingly no one has discovered the existence of Luo Yingsleeve.

The sound of the piano drifted in the Dongfeng Garden with the night breeze, and the people who tasted the tea and wine only felt that their tongues were full of relish, and the tea and wine became more and more intoxicating; the people who talked with Mu Xiang's hands were all integrated into the chess theory, and their thinking became more and more keen, and they couldn't help themselves; the immortals who sat and meditated relaxed their minds, and their consciousness was half asleep, clinging to a trace of mysteries, and they seemed to have entered the realm of epiphany.

The scenery around Dongfeng Yuan changed, the space fluctuated, and one by one the lurking figures were revealed from their respective hiding places. These subtle fluctuations were usually captured by the immortals with keen sense, but tonight, under the cover of the sound of the heavenly qin that seemed to descend from the depths of the nine heavens, none of the big and small immortals in the Dongfeng Garden were aware of it.

The figure quietly entered through the gate and courtyard wall, breaking the protective ban unhurriedly, and not worrying about being detected at all. They could sense that the immortals of Dongfeng Yuan were all intoxicated with a mysterious realm, even those immortals who had cultivated profoundly, they were not immune!

At this moment, their admiration for the emperor rose to a new height. The emperor is the emperor, even if she changes her body, changes her soul, and the emperor's sword is replaced by Yaoqin, she has the same unpredictable means, and she can easily play with so many immortals in the palm of her hand, and she will take life and death!

The prohibition quietly died under the tense and orderly busyness, the defense of Dongfeng Yuan completely collapsed, and the intruders drove in, and without alarming anyone, they touched the hall, the pavilion, and the quiet room, and the sharp blade of revenge was raised and stabbed into the chest of the enemy.

The smell of blood gradually became stronger, covering up the slight fragrance of flowers in the night breeze and dispelling the silence in the night. The immortals' minds slowly became sober under the stimulation of the smell of more and more blood, but occasionally a few who had regained their senses a little bit died in the cold sword shadow of the Avengers before they could let out a frightened scream and warning.

The massacre lasted for half an hour, and Dongfeng Yuan was already covered with a sea of corpses and blood. The brutal killing made Luo Yingsleeve's piano sound impossible to hide, and a terrible long howl finally woke up the remaining immortal consciousness in Dongfeng Garden: "Ah!"

The angry voice became strange because of the horror, with hysteria: "Who is it? I want to break the corpses of Er and others into ten thousand pieces several times, and slaughter all the sects of Er and others, and there will be no chickens and dogs left!"

The golden sword light soared into the sky, surging like water waves, rippling and enveloping the entire Dongfeng Garden. Everywhere the sword light reached, it was like a hurricane, the walls collapsed and the house was destroyed, and many people were crushed into powder before they could escape from the house, most of them were the old department of Ziwei Palace, and the immortals of Dongfeng Yuan in the house were basically killed.

The owner of the sword light apparently sensed the vision in the house, and immediately launched a brutal and large-scale attack, killing them along with the enemy, regardless of the fact that there were still dying comrades in the house.

The sudden outbreak of thunder attack was not only unexpected by Luo Yingsleeve, but also did not expect Fu Bi, who was rushing to kill in Dongfeng Garden, he even underestimated the ruthlessness of the other party, and even killed his own people together.

The powerful divine sense instantly locked Luo Ying's sleeve, and the heavy pressure made her feel as if she was imprisoned in place, unable to move an inch. The surging killing intent stimulated her skin to tingle, and before the thunderous attack could be issued, the alarm of the fall had already filled Luo Yingsleeve's chest.

Immortal!

The first reaction that flashed through Luo Yingsleeve's mind was that this person was so strong, not under the auxiliary, this was a powerful immortal, and he could easily kill himself with a single move!

Suddenly, the heavy pressure disappeared, and Luo Yingsleeve felt that her whole body was fluttering and almost flew away with the wind. Immediately, she felt that Fu Bi's divine sense had caught up with this immortal marshal, and the huge threat made this immortal marshal of Dedong Yuan immediately give up the lock on her and transfer his energy to Fu Bi.

Seven or eight weak breaths emerged from Dongfeng Yuan everywhere, this branch of the Tianhe Palace actually had so many immortal marshals in charge, this strength alone was twice that of the old department of the heavenly machine, if you count their subordinates who were killed, attacking the old department of the heavenly machine of such a powerful force would definitely be hitting the stone with an egg!

But under the calculation, Dongfeng Yuan, which did not have the slightest defense, was breached, and suffered heavy losses, and ten percent of the immortals also lost at least eighty percent.

However, the rest are all masters of profound cultivation, and the immortal generals are aside, there are eight immortal handsome, and each of them is intact.

Fu Bi and the others didn't dare to attack these powerful immortals first, even if these people were lost in Luo Ying's piano sound, they were not sure to kill them with one blow, as long as they were left a little time, they could react and raise the alarm, making this surprise attack go to waste.

First of all, starting with the Xuanji Immortals and the Star Immortals, etc., who have cultivated to a low level, the results achieved are certainly brilliant, but the foundation of Dongfeng Yuan has not been damaged, and the high-end combat power still exists, and this power is even stronger than the old department of the Heavenly Machine.

Fu Bi immediately transmitted to Luo Yingsleeve: "The emperor retreats first, and after his subordinates are broken, get rid of them and return to Mingquan Mountain to converge." ”

Luo Yingsleeve didn't answer, and stood up from the strange rock.

Eight immortals surrounded them from different directions, and the four of them, seeing that the situation was not good, hurriedly beckoned the rest of the people to withdraw first and surrounded Luo Ying's sleeve. Fu Bi and the other three immortal marshals stood in the southeast and northwest places, guarding against a sudden attack.

The immortal handsome who had just sent out a thunderous attack held back his anger and shouted: "Who are you waiting for?

Luo Yingsleeve said coldly: "Everything has a cause and effect, Dongfeng Yuan suffered this catastrophe, but it was just to blame." You don't care who I am, if I can escape my life today, I might as well go back and tell the Emperor of Sadness, just say that the Hongmeng Qingyan lamp is here with me, and he naturally knows who is coming to trouble him. ”

After speaking, she took out the bronze oil lamp, put it on the palm of her hand, and urged it slightly, a little cyan light suddenly lit up, and appeared in the night flickering slightly, like a small firefly, but the amazing coercion instantly became a masterpiece, enveloping the entire Dongfeng Garden.

Hongmeng Qingyan lamp!

The legendary artifact, since the Ziwei Heavenly Emperor left the immortal realm, it has also disappeared, only not long ago, it caused a sensation, but then it was confirmed that it was nothing more than a lie. The immortal handsome of Dongfeng Yuan was still pouting with disdain at the corners of his mouth, wanting to refute Luo Yingsleeve's ridiculous words, but the trembling that came from the depths of their souls made them have to face the weak woman in front of them, and the clumsy oil lamp in her palm, although she only had the cultivation of an immortal general, she exuded a deadly aura that was enough to make them fall!

Fu Bi, Chang Qu, Ri Mao, and Yue Hai were all shocked to disbelief, they didn't expect that the Emperor Zun, who had cultivated to only the Immortal General Realm, would have the ability to compete with or even kill them!

The reason why they followed Luo Yingsleeve was mostly because they didn't want to disobey Tianji's will, and Luo Yingsleeve wanted to avenge Tianji, and under the surge of blood, they finally made such a choice. Later, Luo Yingsleeve's potential and growing majesty made them believe more and more that this was the right choice, but Luo Yingsleeve's cultivation never convinced them. Just now, Fu Bi subconsciously wanted to come over to protect Luo Yingsleeve, and at this moment, he was surprised to find that Emperor Zun had grown to such a height, and he didn't need his protection, he could be on his own!

Dongfeng Yuan's immortal handsome man calmed down, and said with a sneer: "Hongmeng Qingyan Lantern, the first artifact of the Three Realms has been missing for many years, how can it appear in the hands of a weak woman in you? Could it be that you have obtained the inheritance of the Ziwei Heavenly Emperor? It is really ridiculous to be so ashamed!"

Luo Yingsleeve smiled slightly and said, "You only need to look at my eyes, and you can naturally tell whether the first artifact of the Three Realms is real or fake." ”

The immortal generals of Dongfeng Yuan clamored one after another: "I really don't know what to do, why do we want to listen to you?"

Luo Yingsleeve said: "Then it proves that you are weak-hearted, otherwise, why don't you dare to look at my eyes?"