Fairy Palace

   Zhou Mian’s face was full of condescending pity and said:

   "Actually, I did it for your good!"

   Zhou Mian let out a cold snort, pointing at everyone present, and even everyone including the four great gods and several powerful sects, sternly said.

   "Today you are all going to die! I will use your blood to open up the inheritance of immortality."

  The expressions of several other experts in the questioning period finally changed completely.

   "Do you think that just with these ten questioning periods, half-human and half-demon guys can defeat all of us here? You really are idiots and dreams," the bald-headed man said in a deep voice.

   Zhou Mian shook his head, just staring coldly at the bald man.

"of course not!"

  The voice that spoke was not Zhou Mian, but from the crowd.

  As the eyes gathered, a figure slowly walked out and came to Zhou Mian's side.

The man also wore a similar cloak, his face was tightly blocked in the shadow under the hood, but unlike the half-human and half-demon monks behind Zhou Mian, there was not the slightest black mist around him. .

"And I!"

  His voice sounded like a man, low and hoarse, but the hand that stretched out while speaking was like a girl, white as green onion roots, and as soft as fat.

  The hand gently took off the hood, revealing a young boy's delicate cheek. His face was carved with ice and jade, without any flaws, with a faint transparency in his paleness. With long eyelashes trembling slightly, a beautiful pupil is as beautiful as a sapphire under the gorgeous light.

  This boy looks at most fifteen or sixteen years old. The body under the cloak is extremely thin. Standing barefoot, he looks extremely weak, as if the wind blows down. But it was more like a young **** who wandered into the world, with a faint feeling of holiness.

  He raised his head and looked around at everyone, his eyes filled with serene compassion, and he said in that hoarse voice:

   "I still want me to shoot after all."

   "Although it's not so smooth, Zhou Mian, you did a good job."

   "The inheritance of the immortal way must belong to you."

  A hint of joy appeared on Zhou Mian’s face, and he nodded:

   "Thank you Long-sama!"

  The several cultivators who were present at the questioning period all looked at each other, and saw extremely strong solemn expressions in each other's eyes.

It seems that this young man is the one who is really behind Zhou Mian, but he is completely different from the more than a dozen monks in the questioning period. He does not have any black energy around his body, and he looks extremely clear, and he is not at all in the abyss of evil. The appearance of staying for a long time.

  And this is also the most confusing.

   "I can't see through his cultivation."

"me too."

  Wei Changkang looked at Ye Tian.

   Ye Tian's heart was already the most vigilant, he noticed Wei Changkang's gaze, and shook his head slightly, saying, "I can't see it either."

   "However, he doesn't seem to be a fairy, there is no trace of fairy energy in his body."

  The young man's ethereal gaze fell on Ye Tian, ​​and slowly said:

   "There are so many people present, and only you have a good level of cultivation. I smell a familiar feeling from you. If you promise to use it for me, I can spare you not to die."

   "But only you are qualified!"

   Zhou Mian couldn’t help but said: “This person is stubborn, don’t stay!”

  The young man nodded lightly and said, "Then kill it!"

  When he said this, his face and eyes were indifferent and dull, without showing the slightest other look, as if what he said was just trampling on an ant.

   "Familiar feeling?" Ye Tian frowned slightly, not knowing what the boy meant. But he noticed what the young man had just said to Zhou Mian, and couldn't help asking:

   "It turns out that you are the one who asked Zhou Mian to do all this. What you don't want is the inheritance of the Immortal Dao, what is that?"

   "My name is Long Hao," the boy said, like a machine without the slightest expression, "Don't pass on the immortal way, naturally there are other things you want."

   "Haha," Ye Tian said with a sneer at Zhou Mian, "At the end of the day, it turns out that you are not just a **** to be used."

   Zhou Mian remained unmoved, and sneered: “As long as you can get the inheritance of the Immortal Dao, how about making a chess piece? There are others who are qualified to be a chess piece."

   "You are so ridiculous," Ye Tian said, "Why do you think that there must be an inheritance of immortality under this palace?"

   "You don't need to be separated at this time," Zhou Mian looked at the palace behind him, and said, "The rich immortal spirit that permeates this, there can be no other choice except for the inheritance of the Immortal Way."

  Ye Tian sighed and said, "I don't understand it!"

   "At the moment, I have determined that I don't need to instill aura at all when I think of getting the inheritance of the immortal way."

   "This is all to open up the suppression below the palace, which is the source of the black fog."

  "You are looking for a tiger for skin!"

   Zhou Mian said indifferently: "How about looking for skin with a tiger?"

   "How about you all die?"

   "These people all died, but no one robbed me of the inheritance of the Immortal Dao. Lord Long has his purpose, I have the desires, and each has the best of both."

  "You are the one who insists on not understanding, Ye Tian!"

  Speaking, Zhou Mian looked at Long Heming and said:

   "Lord Long, this son has been doing bad things repeatedly, and the time has been delayed enough. First remove this person, and then throw the rest into the palace."

  Long Heming waved his hand gently after hearing the words.

  The more than a dozen black-robed monks who were inquiring stage behind him came forward without saying a word, and began to approach Ye Tian.

  As Ye Tian and the others spoke, the monks who had been divided into two groups had already stood together unknowingly.

  The situation has changed, and now they have become people in a boat.

  The bald-headed giant, the blue-robed old man and other monks in the questioning period also greeted him.

  Wei Changkang stood behind Ye Tian and said with a serious expression: "Even if the number of people in the questioning period is inferior, we are too numerous to worry about. The main reason is that the strength of the dragon is unknown."

   Ye Tian said softly: "Long He Mian will be left to me."

  Wei Changkang nodded and said, "Thanks to you."

The rest of the bald giants and others also hugged their fists and saluted Ye Tian. At the moment they understood thoroughly. In fact, Zhou Mian did not intend to let them survive at the beginning. After all the cultivators have sacrificed, they will be It's their turn.

  At the moment Zhou Mian and Long Dimin’s plan was broken by Ye Tian. All of them knew in their hearts that there was only one battle at the moment. If Zhou Mian and Long Dimin could defeat Zhou Mian and Long Dimin, there would be hope.

  Everyone present at this time is already headed by Ye Tian.

  While speaking, the more than ten monks in the questioning period had already arrived in front of everyone.

  The battle is about to start!

The giant bald man took the lead and picked the nearest black robe to ask the cultivator. The moment his huge fist protruded, it seemed as if a large space in front of him was shaken, and all his fists were compressed. !

  The black-robed monk was not afraid, and in the dark mist, he also greeted him with an unpretentious punch.

  Two punches facing each other!

   "Boom!"

  A earth-shattering explosion resounded throughout the field!

  The ground under the feet of the giant bald man and the black robe cultivator who was opposite him, within a radius of several tens of meters, sank more than a few feet, and huge cracks spread everywhere.

   The figures of the two banged and then retreated. They had been pushing for hundreds of feet before stopping!

   seemed to be evenly matched, but Ye Tian noticed a slight fluctuation in the expression on the bald giant's face.

  The bald giant breathed slightly, raised his head, and said solemnly:

   "These monks have the characteristics of those scary monsters in the periphery!"

   "It's not easy to deal with, everyone be careful!"

  The bald giant said that, Ye Tian and the others understood.

  Normal human beings have this kind of emotions, especially in battle, as the battle occurs, there will be different psychological and emotional changes, and usually these emotional changes will also affect the process and results of the battle.

  But the monster beasts on the periphery of the abyss of evil have been eroded by the evil black mist for a long time, maintaining a state of eternal madness.

  They don’t know tiredness, fear, and withdrawal. Only know the endless killings after discovering the target.

   is completely a terrifying machine.

  To fight against such an opponent, you can only kill them completely, otherwise you have to face an opponent who is always in the most crazy and hysterical lunatic state.

  And these monks now are the same. They possess the strength and wisdom of a powerful person in the questioning period, as well as the will to fight and the desire to kill that monsters are always at the peak.

  At this time, the rest of the black-robed monks have also arrived, and the remaining monks in the questioning period are also greeted.

  The number of black-robed monks is exactly one more than the number of strong people here.

  The extra one came and attacked the closest bald giant without thinking.

  If it is two-on-one, the temporary stalemate situation will be completely over. Faced with two strong men, the bald giant will inevitably be defeated if he cannot hold on for a long time!

  The situation will definitely be more severe then.

  A Void Returning Realm monk from the Profound Zhao Dynasty said to the hundreds of monks behind him:

   "Do I have to be protected by a few seniors when I wait?"

  Na Jing Heng also immediately said: "Their numbers are inferior. If there is any further loss, no one of us can escape!"

   "Yes, I must unite now, no matter what, at least I must hold a black robe monk!"

   Every level difference of the monks is like the difference between the heavens and the earth. Among them, the distance between the immortals is naturally the largest, and the next step is to ask and return to the virtual.

  The strong in the questioning period, as the name suggests, has reached the peak of personal strength, and has begun to initially contact the essence of heaven and earth.

   After groping for his own way, he broke through the return to the void and officially became the questioning state.

  This is also even if there are nearly a thousand cultivators present, they dare not say that they can defeat a powerful person in the questioning realm.

  Of course, the battle changes rapidly, and there are still some chances that can be defeated. The reason why the monk present had no bottom in his heart was the special circumstances of the black-robed monk's killing machine.

  Even if there are a large number of people, he will not have any negative emotions and influences, and will tirelessly kill everyone he sees in front of him.

   But no matter what, everyone firmly understands in their hearts that they can’t just watch, wait for success or accept failure.

  After quickly reaching an agreement, everyone swarmed, and the tide repeatedly rushed towards the black robe monk who was besieging one of the bald giants.

  The black-robed monk was immediately attracted, and turned around and attacked the monks without fear!

   "Puff!"

  As soon as he met, the black robe embellished the hands that surrounded the black mist, and easily squeezed the heads of the two cultivators at the transformation stage.

  At the same time, all kinds of attacks, as if seeing a locust swarm of food, will bring black robe monks.

  The chaotic battle broke out on the huge plain in front of the huge palace with red light.

Because the black-robed monks under Long Gianzhu, who inexplicably wanted all monks to pay their blood and lives, and the monks who still had hope in their hearts, and did not want to wait for death, they fought a battle, and the earth-shaking aura was between the explosions. , Entangled with those black mist, rushing straight into the sky!

  The key to this battle is actually Ye Tian and Long Heming.

  Two people stand opposite each other.

   Ye Tian knew that this person was difficult to deal with.

   is tricky.

  Under normal circumstances, the current Ye Tian can't see through his cultivation base, and he can only be above Tianxian.

  But Ye Tian couldn't feel the slightest celestial spirit in this dragon's body again. This weird guy didn't seem to be a fairy.

   But this is a good thing in Ye Tian's view.

   After all, if Long Hao Mian had a cultivation base above the Celestial Immortal, then all the monks present could completely give up resistance.

  At this time, the dragon's mouth moved.

  He stared at Ye Tian in a daze, and gently stretched out his hand, revealing a good-looking hand and a semi-transparent crystal-like wrist.

  Swiss of black mist diffused from his palm, and condensed into black needles in the air.

  After the appearance of these black needles, the aura within a hundred feet of a circle around them suddenly seemed to have human emotions, and in fear, the wind rolled back like a cloud.

  This weird change even affected the next few battles.

  The few strong men who asked the question hurriedly backed down!

  Long Heming's raised hand shook Ye Tianyao's hand.

  The black needle cut through the air quietly, leaving a very slender black afterimage in the air.

   Above the thin black line, Ye Tian felt the same evil to the extreme as he felt behind the mountain wall.

  The divine consciousness is in contact with it, it seems as if the ice is falling into the deep abyss, even the divine soul feels like being frozen!

  Ye Tian squeezed the Yin Jue with both hands:

   "Catch the light and glimpse!"

  A very faint light gushes out from Ye Tian’s seal, turning into countless golden threads shining with pure golden light, flying dexterously in the air like a fish.