Fantasy World Transmigration

When Chufeng stepped into the front hall, she placed her small body in the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation, and she was not completely dragged into the formation to be suppressed due to the restraint of the Ziyun Palace Formation. This is also her confidence to face Chen Ang Why, otherwise, she would never have dared to face a powerful enemy of Chen Ang's level alone.

She sacrificed the talisman for protection and walked cautiously to the front hall, only to see a young boy stepping on an undulating river of yellow sand, with twelve rings of water-colored aura hanging behind his head, a kind of aura that did not match his age. His temperament was revealed, his sword eyebrows and star eyes, his bottomless eyes rarely brought a trace of unpredictable pressure to Chufeng.

Looking at the young man's bones, even Chufeng couldn't help sighing: "What a smart and beautiful root, born with extraordinary talents!" Although the young man's spells and treasures are extraordinary, Chufeng still sees that he has not achieved anything. Sanxian.

Although Jiaxiu from the Taoist sect is the one who is extremely skilled in Taoism, he is like chopping melons and chopping vegetables against Sanxian from other sects, but after all, Taoism is the foundation, and Chufeng felt that this person might not be the one who set up an array to trap Ziyun Most of the great supernatural beings in the palace should be his disciples and relatives, manipulating and presiding over the formation on his behalf.

As soon as this thought came out, she felt a little strange. Asking her to be subdued and slaughtered by others really made this proud and arrogant Grand Mistress who had gradually grown delicate over the years feel a little embarrassed. On the other hand, if she thought about it, if Capturing this person, being held hostage may not be able to force his 'master' to give in, and make an oath not to embarrass Ziyun Palace.

Chufeng has been instigated by Sanfeng these years, her temperament is no longer as good as before, she has added a lot of scheming, and her way of acting is also brought to a certain extreme, so when this thought came out, she not only did not reflect on it, but became more and more like a demon. Shake her intentions.

He said in his heart: "This young man has such high aptitude, carries a lot of treasures, and is entrusted with the important task of presiding over the formation by that person. He must be very favored by that person's side and is a confidant disciple. Now they come to attack my Ziyun Palace. It is a rare opportunity to have this kind of opportunity, if we can capture him, we will surely force that person to stop, and ask him to make amends to us instead."

"Explain to him again, resolve the karma between him and Sanfeng, and this calamity will be over!"

Once this idea germinated, it would grow like weeds, until she couldn't bear it anymore, and she yelled: "Which family are you a disciple, how dare you offend my Ziyun Palace? How can you come here if you want?" If you attack the Immortal Mansion, destroy the scenery in my palace, and kill my disciples, then leave it to me! I want to ask your master, what is the crime of connivance?"

Chen Ang saw a woman with a glamorous temperament suddenly appearing in front of him. When he said these words, he just smiled and was about to suppress them. Regardless of what she asked, two sword lights came out from the back of his head, one in front and one behind. The first sword light was vigorous, like a thunderbolt, and the second sword light was only attached to the shadow of the first sword light, silently. No breath, only a hard to see water mark, soft and long.

This kind of swordsmanship, which is strong and mighty and soft and soft, describes the way of yin and yang,

How could Chufeng have expected such a situation, and only had time to meet many magic weapons for self-defense, and at the same time, he turned the flying sword and the shark thorn to block them, but they were all cut off by the previous fierce sword light, leaving behind the golden mother. The magic weapon has been damaged a lot, and it has not been able to guard against the sword light hidden in the dark.

If it hadn't been for Chufeng's invisible magic barrier to sacrifice to the protector on its own, thousands of shadowless and invisible soft threads entangled with the Shuijing sword, it must have been suppressed by Chen Ang's sword piercing through the lute bone, and the backhand formation.

Even if she escaped by chance, Chen Ang's heart would not be shaken at all, because this sword had already let Chen Ang see through her details, that is, within ten swords, there would be no waves. .

Chen Ang raised his eyelids, glanced at her, and then a flash of sword light came out of his head. He only practiced the waterscape sword like flowing water like a golden thread, and differentiated into countless tiny sword threads, passing through the invisible magic barrier. Wan Wanrousi, Chufeng didn't know that she had met Allah, so she hurriedly shouted: "Senior, please hold back, I have something to say!"

But Chen Ang just pretended not to hear, two sword lights forced Chufeng to stop, and finally tens of thousands of sword threads passed through her heavenly spirit, sealing and restraining her primordial spirit. Suppress it in the eyes of the formation, and put it together with Huizhu and Longlizi.

At this time, Yang Li, who was in charge of the formation, saw this scene, and could only smile wryly, and said aloud: "This is the Grand Mistress of our palace... She seems to be here to ask for peace like the senior?"

Standing by the side, Chen Ang continued to pretend that he didn't hear it, until Yang Li asked again and again, and then said lightly: "Why ask for things that can be obtained by ability?"

Yang Li was taken aback when he heard the words, and he had a deeper understanding of this senior's temperament, but after all, he remembered Chu Feng's benefits, and pleaded: "Senior is so powerful, how dare the people in Ziyun Palace not know what is good or bad? They have all been defeated. When you come to such a field, how can you be reserved? You don’t need to beg seniors, no matter what seniors like, as long as you give them a signal, they will definitely give it to you!”

Chen Ang raised his eyelids, and said with a sneer, "Do you think I'm talking about elixir? Is it something from Ziyun Palace?"

Yang Li couldn't help being surprised when he heard this, and asked, "That would be...?"

"I'm talking about peace!" Chen Ang said calmly: "Why should I talk to her? I can get what I want. After today, Ziyun Palace is in my hands, and their lives are in my hands In the meantime, why bother to make peace with her? Is she worthy?"

Yang Li was quite upset when he heard it, and said boldly: "Senior, if you use such force, you might lose your light?"

"Do you think I will bully the weak and occupy the Ziyun Palace Immortal Mansion?" Chen Ang asked back with a slight smile. Seeing Yang Li's ugly face, he didn't dare to refute himself, shook his head and sighed: "I am just Whether my affairs are handled fairly or not is in my own mind, so what does it have to do with them? I decide whether I am fair or not, so how can I let them speak?"

"If she wants to make peace with me, she must intrigue. If she sees that I am soft-tempered, she will deceive me in turn and accuse me of crimes. Please ask the seniors of all parties to uphold justice and reduce her own punishment. In turn, she will sentence me to an unauthorized attack. The sins of the palace gate, they have already suffered, and they will end up with three glasses of wine as a fine. If they think I am tough, they will dawdle and pretend to be pitiful, and there are Sanfeng and Dongxiu in the middle who may not accept it and pester me in every possible way!"

"If it's a person with the same ability as me, I don't lack the energy to sort out the dispute with him. But the three daughters of Ziyun Palace and other unscrupulous immortals are worthy of my effort? Simply crush them, they Whether it is good or bad, I will decide to deal with it, isn't it simple and easy?" Chen Ang looked at his face, nodded and smiled: "That's right! The consideration, judgment and punishment of this matter are all in my hands."

After hearing Chen Ang's words, Yang Li had only one thought about Chen Ang: "This senior is so domineering!" If he was robbed hundreds of years later, maybe he could find a more appropriate word to describe it—"imperialist style" ', 'Great country chauvinism'. (To be continued.)