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Ying Baiye looked at Yinyuezong coldly, it seems that in this humble Yinyuezong, there are people who are at the top of Jianzun's heart.

In the time to breathe, Xie Yun had already shrunk to the front of Sun Moon Sect.

Hundreds of years later, the Sun and Moon Sect was the largest sect occupying the entire Linguang Continent, but the Sun and Moon Sect in the Array World - to be precise, the Silver Moon Sect, was just a second-rate squatting beside Shenyu Lake. The power, there is only one mountain, and all the monks in the sect add up to less than five hundred people.

Because of the evil dragons, all the disciples of the Silver Moon Sect had to gather outside the Sun Moon Sect at this moment, holding spiritual weapons, barely holding up a barrier in the monstrous waves.

Xie Yun saw Rong Cheng in it at a glance.

The little girl was dressed in white, and the leader of the dress was embroidered with golden flame patterns. She didn't know what identity the formation gave her. The dignified monk at the peak of the distraction period had only the cultivation of the late Nascent Soul.

But despite this, among the monks who supported the formation in the Silver Moon Sect, they could even be considered to be in the middle of the upper class.

She was pale, holding a small cauldron, standing on the position of Kun, continuously sending spiritual power to the barrier, but the pressure of the Jiaolong distraction period has made it difficult for the low-level monk to breathe.

Rong Cheng stood on the periphery of the formation, and the pressure was greater than other monks.

Rong Cheng gasped in small mouths, blood overflowing from the corners of his lips, the spiritual tool was about to drain her spiritual power, but no one could take her place.

Xie Yun's hand clenched suddenly, he made a move, and he was worried that his spiritual power would destroy the formation and cause damage to the illusion, trapping them all in the illusion.

These cultivators in the Nascent Soul Out-of-Borrow Stage can survive until now, because there is a cultivator in the distraction stage in the eyes of the formation.

A female cultivator, with a face already over thirty years old, with a vain cultivation base, is the highest cultivation base in the entire Sun Moon Sect, probably a suzerain or an elder.

Jiaolong stuck his head out of the thick cloud, and his golden vertical pupils showed obvious covetousness: "Old Sect Master, don't hold back, your entire sect combined is not my opponent. What do you say you are stubborn? Who is dependent is not dependent, It's better to follow this elegant person from this seat."

The sect master said angrily: "My Silver Moon Sect has not done such clinging things for many years, and wants me to go against the teachings of the elders and rely on you to dream!"

Jiaolong twisted his head and stared at the female cultivator who was like a fairy on the mountain: "Hahahaha who doesn't know what your Yinyue Sect is doing? The furnace that raised this mountain has been sent to Qiankun Sect a lot, right? As the saying goes, the ceremony comes first, then the soldier, I've said all the good things, if you still don't eat your toast..."

Sect Master: "You take the Silver Moon Sect as your own today, aren't you afraid of being approached by other sects of the right way?!"

There was hesitation in Jiaolong's eyes, and after a while he said with a smile: "I'm greedy, I can't eat it all in one bite. Well, I'll just pick a few to go, you obediently let them leave with me, I won't. Let's trouble the Silver Moon Sect again."

The sect master showed hesitation, and while she was panting, she searched the female cultivator with her eyes.

Xie Yun's hand holding the sword rattled. He wanted to break the dragon's horns, cut off the head and hang it on the main entrance of Sun Moon Sect, and poured blood on the steps up the mountain to enter the sect, so that he could be called an unwholesome person. Back off the three houses!

Jiaolong said: "Don't look for it, I've already taken a fancy to it. The alchemist at the outermost is really a young flower bud. And..."

He let out a weird laugh: "I heard that your disciple is unparalleled in beauty, why don't we go together—"

Xie Yun drew his sword out of his body, Chunshan sensed the anger of his master, and the buzzing sound was like a broken jade mountain, but before he started, an extremely cold sword light rushed from a distance, and the sharp sword light pierced the dark clouds. Everywhere they passed, ice flowers formed, stretching for hundreds of miles from south to north!

With this sword, in the midsummer, the ice crystals and silver flowers were blown into the sky!

The sword light went straight to the back of Jiaolong's head, and Jiaolong quickly lowered his head and narrowly avoided the sword, but at the moment when the sword's energy brushed past, half of the dragon's horn was cut off!

Xie Yun: This sword power is comparable to his!

He hurriedly looked in the direction where Jianguang was running.

A person in the distance stretched out his hand, and the sword light returned to her hand, turning into a long sword of Qingfeng, with the sword name engraved on the sword body - Evil Kill!

Jiaolong lost half of his dragon horns, and his eyes were splitting at this moment: "Who are you?!"

Could it be that the monks from other sects shot the Silver Moon Sect? !

The person who came here rides the wind, the sword gives birth to the cold moon, and he gives birth to a pair of beautiful skins.

She sneered softly: "I am the ancestor you have never met, Lu Zhuoyu."

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Xie Yun: Who is it? It's as strong as me!

Oh, it's my master.

Next, please enjoy the black history of the master.

Chapter 69 Flood Dragon

Lu Zhuoyu?

Which Lu Zhuoyu? Lu Zhuoyu of Sun Moon Sect?

Xie Yun: "..."

Master Xie is a little confused - my master?

When Lu Zhuoyu appeared in front of Xie Yun and Ying Baiye for the first time, he was just a phantom, wrapped in sword light, and he couldn't see his face at all.

After all, this was the first time Xie Yun and Ying Baiye saw Lu Zhuoyu.

I don't know when this is Lu Zhuoyu, only the cultivation level of the middle stage of distraction should be promoted to the middle stage of distraction in the past few days, so the momentum cannot be restrained, and the whole body is full of spiritual light.

Xie Yun squeezed Ying Baiye's hand and shook it twice: "Look!"

Watch your master lose his virtue!

Ying Baiye turned to hold Xie Yun's hand: "What is your lord looking at?"

Xie Yun: "Huh?"

Ying Baiye put his fingers against Xie Yun's lower jaw, and pressed his fingertips slightly to make Xie Yun's face turn to face him: "Your lord said he liked me earlier, why do you look at others again?"

I don't like Xie Yun looking at other people, and don't like Xie Yun's attention being all on other people.

Xie Yun met Ying Baiye's eyes: "..."

Is this jealous? !

Kind of weird.

Xie Yun had never seen Ying Baiye so obviously jealous, no, the jealousy was an understatement, Ying Baiye's emotions were much darker and stronger.

It's not that Ying Baiye is not jealous, but he has always been half-truth, saying that he is jealous, more like acting like a spoiled child.