Chapter 927: The Reverse Spirit Hall of the Great Emperor's Treasure

(I was too tired yesterday, and I fell asleep soon, so I broke off,,I can only do my best to update these days.,My sister got married.,Occasionally I'm busy...... Thank you for your understanding...... ）

The second doppelganger, Mu Feng, is a pure energy body, good at speed and body technique, and in a flicker of the phantom, a blue light blade has been condensed in his hand, stabbing at Zilin Yù Shao, who has cultivated to reach the upper level of true immortal.

Zilin yù less eyes lù frightened, I didn't expect Yang Fan to have this clone to maintain peak combat power.

Under normal circumstances, even if it was ten Mu Feng, it would not be able to threaten him.

But at this moment, experiencing the confrontation with the "reincarnation mén" and the pressure of the demon emperor's corpse made him suffer a lot of vitality and was relatively weak, he could clearly see Mu Feng's movements and identity, and wanted to dodge and defend, but it seemed so difficult

He barely concentrated his concentration, raised his sore arm, and gathered a purple crystal light, forming a protective film.

Burst!!

The blue light blade pierced the purple crystal light protective film in an instant, and even scratched Zilin Yù Shao's arm, and then stabbed it in its mouth.

Bite~~~~

The blue light blade hit the purple sè armor on Zilin Yù Shao's body, and there was a piercing golden sound, and the purple glow on the surface of the armor lingered all over his body.

Mu Feng secretly lucked mana, but the blue light blade was difficult to pierce into.

Zilin yù couldn't help but snort, any defensive magic weapon, without the support of strong ** force, it is difficult to absolutely resist the attack.

Although it is a powerful immortal weapon, Mu Feng's strength is equivalent to two or three true immortals, and if he penetrates a part of the damage, he will form a certain amount of damage to Zilin Yù.

Ding Bang -

When the armor splashed sparks, Zilin yù retreated with the help of strength, a blood stain overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and flew in the direction of Xiangyun Thief Immortal, and shouted: "Save me-"

Just let him breathe for a moment, his body and vitality will ease up, and he can easily clean up the wind and wash up.

"Want to run?"

Mu Feng is definitely good at speed, and quickly chased after him.

Yang Fan was in the distance, meditating with his eyes closed, and at the same time controlling the audience.

He hurried to recover, and the reincarnation fruit in his body overflowed with a red light of life, and his body, vitality, and even his mind recovered at an extremely fast speed.

The others, who suffered the impact of the Demon Emperor's corpse and the will of the jīng god, were mainly the fatigue and weakness of the jīng god and ròu's body, which were quickly relieved.

Whew!!

Mu Feng flew over like lightning, his eyes were sharp, and a golden sword with red light appeared in his hand, slashing away like thunder.

Just now, most of the attacks were blocked by Zilin yù Shao's defensive immortal weapon, and this time he attacked with the powerful immortal weapon "Chiyang Golden Black Sword", and the opponent would be severely injured if he didn't die.

The shadow of the golden sword came from behind with a piercing whistling sound of light and flames.

Zilin yù felt a sense of crisis, and a chill ran down his spine.

Before the Nether, he would never have imagined that a human mortal would be able to get himself into such a field and repeatedly get involved in danger.

"I'm here to save you—"

Xiangyun Thief Immortal exclaimed, a silver glow appeared on his body, and the afterimage flickered, and it came this way in an instant.

The identity and speed of this Xiangyun Thief Immortal have reached a pinnacle level, although the cultivation is not very high among the immortals on the field, but the speed is definitely top.

Mu Feng only felt that the figure in front of him was shaking like a mistake, and in the Blood Sun Hall where the rules were suppressed, the Xiangyun Thief Immortal could still perform the spatial body technique to a certain extent.

Most immortals even find it difficult to see the movements of the Xiangyun Thief Immortal.

"Stop!!"

Xiangyun Thief Immortal's back collided slightly with Zilin Yù, passed by, and a palm of silver light overflowed, turning into a mark, slowly patting towards Mu Feng.

Puff -

The Chiyang Golden Black Sword stabbed into the back of Zilin Yù's head!!

Suddenly, Mu Feng was stunned: What's going on?

And at this time, the palm of the Xiangyun Thief Immortal pressed and shook Mu Feng back.

Thump!!!

Zilin fell to the ground, and the terrifying inflammatory power of the Chiyang Golden Black Sword eroded his whole body at once, and even the immortal soul was shattered and burned.

A lot of people on the field didn't know what the reason was.

Didn't the Xiangyun Thief Immortal go to save people, how did he feel that Zilin yù Shao's body suddenly slowed down, and then he was stabbed in the head by the Chiyang Golden Black Sword.

There were only a few people on the field, such as Yang Fan, who saw the movements of Xiangyun Thief Immortal clearly.

When this person went to rescue Zilin Yù Shao, he produced a series of phantoms like a folded space, and his shoulder "not xiǎo heart" hit the former.

As a result, when Zilin yù ran away, he was immediately blocked and took a pause.

Mu Feng even felt that it was not his own Chiyang Golden Black Sword that stabbed Zilin less, but the other party took the initiative to bump into it.

However, the attack condensed by the Xiangyun Thief Immortal could not be ignored, and that cloud of silver light contained the mysterious laws of space, which shook him back far and almost hurt.

"yùless...... I will definitely avenge you!!"

Xiangyun Thief Immortal's eyes were red, staring at Mu Feng.

And that Zilin yù Shaoqi was bleeding, with an unbelievable and shocked expression: Xiangyun Thief Immortal didn't come to rescue him, why......

Suddenly, he thought that at the moment when the Chiyang Golden Black Sword stabbed him, the corpse of the Xiangyun Thief Immortal hit him intentionally or unintentionally.

However, when Zilin understood everything, his consciousness gradually blurred and fell into darkness.

Xiangyun Thief Immortal put Zilin yù Shao's corpse into the space ring, and it quickly disappeared, leaving a phantom.

When he unleashed his speed with all his might, unless he reached the upper True Immortal level, everyone else would be out of reach.

The ugly-faced evil man had a smile on his lips.

The True Demon Torturer looked thoughtful, but the fight of the Heavenly Realm camp was beneficial to his own side, and he would not expose it.

And many people didn't see it very really, thinking that Xiangyun Thief Immortal wanted to save people, but it was too late, and finally let Zilin Yù die at the hands of Yang Fan's clone.

The speed of Xiangyun Thief Immortal was too fast, and there were not many people competing for his wheel blood beads.

There are very few people who really have this ability, but they basically have their own wheel blood beads.

Yang Fan looked at the disappearing back of Xiangyun Thief Immortal, and a trace of mockery flashed from the corner of his mouth: Zilin yù Shao, died at the hands of his own people, have you ever thought of this kind of fate?

Since entering the Blood Sun Palace, everything has been a game arranged by the Emperor.

And after coming to the floating bridge, the game really enters the play.

Everyone must abide by the rules of the game, and the so-called allies, partners, and comrades-in-arms are like floating clouds.

After the fall of Zilin yù, everyone quietly breathed and warned each other.

Yang Fan gave Hu Fei a wheel blood bead that he had just snatched.

He also slightly observed the distribution of the nine rounds of blood beads.

The masters who master the nine rounds of blood beads are: Yang Fan, Hu Fei, Hou Dong, True Demon Xingjia, Xiangyun Thief Immortal, Ugly-faced Evil Man, Red-robed Old Dao, Qing-shirted Confucianism, and the last Seven Tribulations Scattered Immortal.

The strength of these nine people is extraordinary, they are all very difficult to entangle, and it is not easy to kill any of them.

Half a day passed, and everyone basically recovered.

But on the entire floating bridge, there was a deathly silence.

Especially the immortals and the powerful people of the human world who have not obtained the wheel blood beads.

When Yang Fan sat cross-legged, a stream of divine thoughts came to him.

But it was from the True Demon Torture Ga, the ugly-faced evil man, and other seven people who had the wheel blood beads.

When Yang Fan and Hu Fei joined in, nine streams of divine thought were formed.

It was the first time that Yang Fan had come into contact with this kind of supernatural power, which allowed multiple people to flow together, and their respective messages gathered together, as if they were in a meeting.

"Ladies and gentlemen, now that the nine rounds of blood beads are evenly distributed, next, whether we should discuss and kill the rest of the people who are still on the floating bridge. ”

The true demon torture is indifferent.

"Yes. The ugly-faced man grinned.

"Good idea. Xiangyun Thief Immortal smiled.

The red-robed old Taoist and the green-shirted Confucian were a little hesitant, but agreed.

Hou Dong, as well as another Seven Tribulation Scattered Immortal, remained neutral.

"We are not against it, but we are not involved. ”

This Seven Tribulations Scattered Immortal was indifferent, and his cultivation was equivalent to the median true immortal, and even the six true immortals, which could not be tolerated.

"Yang Daoyou, what do you think?"

Xingjia was very concerned about Yang Fan's attitude.

The strength displayed by Yang Fan was enough to deter everyone in the field, not to mention the powerful help of Hu Fei, a super-level divine beast.

"We are also neutral. ”

Yang Fan said indifferently.

He didn't want to participate in the slaughter of other immortals and human powerhouses, even though he would get some of the yòu spoils.

"Well, your Excellency must keep your promises, just don't participate, don't make a move halfway. ”

The true demon torturer is basically satisfied.

Yang Fan withdrew from his divine thoughts, closed his eyes, and sighed lightly.

And then, the killing led by the True Demon Torturer and a few people swirled on the floating bridge.

"Ahh......hh

The screams continued.

The remaining immortals and human realm powerhouses on the floating bridge are generally not high, less than ten people, and under the continuous killing of these strong people, it is simply a one-sided slaughter.

After about half a pillar of incense, there was a bloody smell on the floating bridge, and nearly ten people were slaughtered, cruel and cold.

Yang Fan sat cross-legged, did not participate, but did not stop it, and even a true immortal was chased to his vicinity and blew himself up in despair.

It's a game of death, and even he can't guarantee his fate next.

However, Yang Fan understands that the strength is stronger, and the chance of competing for divine blood and even survival is greater.

At this time, there were nine people left on the floating bridge, each with a bead of blood.

Yang Fan stared at the other side of the galaxy and found that the road ahead was clear and solid, and he could even see the outline of the temple in the mí fog.

The nine people on the field were overjoyed and accelerated towards the end of the floating bridge.

Yang Fan looked back at the direction he came from, and there was a deep mí fog, as if there would never be an end in sight.

He didn't know what kind of fate Elder Pang and the others who had not entered the floating bridge would face.

However, Yang Fan has no way out.

Born out of his interest in the Blood Sun Temple and the Reverse God Shedding Heavenly Blood, he resolutely entered this temple and firmly believed that he could tǐng to the end.

In his firm eyes, there was a faint emitting a powerful jīng divine will, and the others didn't notice it, but the ugly-faced evil man was interested and looked at him a few more times.

The fog in front of them gradually narrowed, and everyone's hearts beat faster.

Because according to huā Yan Mei through lù, on the other side of the starry sky, there is a real treasure given by the emperor to Youyuan.

Finally, at a certain moment, everyone walked across the floating bridge and stepped onto the green sè slate xiǎo path, which was lined with the smell of earth and planted with various huā grasses.

Advancing in the mí fog, at the end of the xiǎo path, the fog disappears and is replaced by a jīng to the temple.

On the plaque of the hall, there are several delicate and elegant ancient seals: the Reverse Spirit Palace.

"Reverse Soul Temple?"

Yang Fan stared at this jīng hall and felt that the years since the birth of this hall were not very long.

"Nine distinguished guests, welcome to the first level of the Emperor's Treasure - the Hall of Reverse Spirits. ”

Huā's charming figure appeared in the sky above the Reverse Spirit Temple, and her voice was full of solemnity and solemnity, as if she was looking up to the emperor in the upper realm where wisdom and mystery coexisted.

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