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The scene suddenly fell silent!
In the sky, the Shadowless Holy Master and the black-robed man were still fighting. As the figures of the two flickered, the space continued to crack, exuding a palpitating atmosphere.
However, for the time being, we can't see the specific battle situation between the two, and we can't see who has the upper hand.
The eyes of everyone in Qinglin Dojo and Tianjian Dynasty were fixed on the twelve black shadows in front of Xiao Yan, their faces were so gloomy that they were dripping water!
Another twelve men in black!
The aura of these twelve people is not obvious, although they can't see their cultivation, but the overall aura is very similar to the middle-aged man in black robe who is fighting against the Shadowless Lord in Tianji, and they almost come from the same source!
With the precedent of the middle-aged man in black before, no one dares to underestimate these men in black with mysterious aura.
At this time, Xiao Yan stood behind the twelve men in black, looked at them, with disdain on his face, and said with a smile: "Come on!"
Seeing this scene, everyone became even more wary and secretly vigilant.
Everyone felt more and more that the strength of the twelve men in black was extremely terrifying, that's why Xiao Yan was so confident.
Yuan Qiu stared at Xiao Yan, "You are pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, you are really Xiao Yan!"
The rest of the people also looked deeply at Xiao Yan.
If it weren't for his own strength, it would be impossible for so many strong people to follow and protect him!
That is to say, this young man is really Yan Emperor Xiao Yan who beat Holy Sword Thirteen to death with one punch!
"The Emperor said it a long time ago, it's just that you don't believe it!" Xiao Yan curled his lips.
Hearing this, everyone's expressions became even uglier.
In this way, there are at least thirteen Eight Tribulations Loose Immortals on the opposite side, and they are already on the weak side!
On the other side, Qin Shengyan and the old man of the Eight Tribulations Loose Immortal also looked deeply at Xiao Yan, who was guarded by the twelve men in black, with a strange light in their eyes.
The strength of the Great Xia Dynasty really far exceeded their expectations!
"Boom!!!"
At this moment, the sky exploded in vain.
Immediately afterwards, a figure withdrew from the center of the explosion, staring at the middle-aged man in black robe opposite him, it was the Shadowless Lord!
At this moment, the Shadowless Holy Master's face was ugly, and his breath was constantly fluctuating, very unstable.
On the other hand, the black-robed middle-aged man on the opposite side still stood calmly and indifferently.
After the big battle just now, he still looks intact, it seems that there is no loss!
Below, seeing the situation of the two of them, everyone's expressions began to become dignified.
That middle-aged man in black robe doesn't look like a human being at all!
His own strength is actually in the middle of the general Eight Tribulations Sanxian, but his physical body is extremely strong, and he seems to have no emotions, and he will never know fatigue, just like a puppet!
Um?
Puppet!
Everyone's complexion changed, and they immediately turned their heads to look at the twelve men in black opposite.
A spiritual force flashed across the sky, and Holy Master Wanyue's face suddenly became extremely ugly.
He looked at the twelve people, "There is no life, they are not alive!"
Hearing this, everyone suddenly turned pale with shock!
It really is a puppet!
Doesn't that mean that the black-robed middle-aged man in Tianji is also a puppet?
However, to be able to refine an Eight Tribulations Loose Immortal into a puppet, how powerful must this person be? !
In an instant, everyone looked at Xiao Yan with deep fear!
In the sky, the Shadowless Lord forced the black-robed middle-aged man to retreat. This time he did not rush up, but looked down at the Crescent Moon and the others, and shouted angrily: "You still don't make a move?"
However, everyone ignored him and just stared at the men in black in the void opposite.
Seeing this scene, Lord Wuying frowned slightly, and followed everyone's gaze.
When he saw the twelve figures standing calmly in the void, his face froze in vain.
"retreat!"
At this moment, Holy Master Wanyue said suddenly.
He glanced at Xiao Yan who was standing behind the man in black, his eyes were cold, "I heard that Da Xia is going to be promoted to the dynasty? I hope you can still be so arrogant by then!"
Xiao Yan said with a smile: "You all must come!"
Holy Master Wanyue stared at Xiao Yan, then turned around suddenly, "Let's go!"
After finishing speaking, he left with the Seventh Son of Qinglin.
The eyes of Yuan Qiu next to him flickered for a moment, and he also took a deep look at Xiao Yan, then his figure flashed, and he grabbed the Ling Cang sword behind him, tearing apart the space and disappearing into the sky.
In the void, apart from Qin Shengyan and the Eight Tribulations Sanxian in the distance, there is only the shadowless Holy Master standing in the sky with a bewildered expression.
Xiao Yan looked at Lord Wuying with a faint smile, "Do you still want to stay and treat me to dinner?"
The Shadowless Lord suddenly came back to his senses, his face was ugly, he looked at Xiao Yan firmly, and said coldly: "Promoted to the Dynasty? Huh! The day of Da Xia's promotion is the day of your death!"
After finishing speaking, his figure flashed and disappeared into the sky.
Not far away, Qin Shengyan's eyes flickered for a moment, and suddenly he cupped his hands towards Xiao Yan and said: "Your Excellency, I will also bid farewell. On the day when Daxia is promoted to the dynasty, I, Daqin, will also be there!"
Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a smile: "You are very welcome!"
Qin Shengyan cupped his hands, and then shot towards Qingzhou with the old man, and gradually disappeared.
In the field, there was a sudden silence.
The black-robed middle-aged puppet's figure flashed, returned to Xiao Yan's side, and saluted respectfully: "Master!"
Xiao Yan nodded, and at this moment, the smile on his face also disappeared.
He waved his hand lightly, and the twelve men in black in front of him suddenly turned into streaks of spiritual energy and disappeared into the void.
Looking coldly at the direction in which everyone disappeared, Xiao Yan said in a low voice: "If I had refined a few more puppets back then, how could I let you leave alive today!"
"Want to destroy my big summer? I hope you are not too weak!"
A cold light flashed in Xiao Yan's eyes!
After finishing speaking, he looked at the middle-aged puppet in black robe, "Let's go!"
"Yes, Master!"
Following the fluctuation of the power of space, the sky suddenly calmed down.
In the Dawu Imperial Palace, Zhang Tianlan stood in front of the imperial palace, looking at the deserted void, his eyes sparkled
Qingzhou, the northern part of the Great Qin Dynasty.
On the top of a huge peak that goes straight into the clouds, stands a huge palace, and on the surrounding peaks, there are exquisite small attics.
Cranes are faintly seen flying in the mountains, and all kinds of unknown birds and beasts are chirping, just like a holy place for immortals.
Here is the dojo of Chunyang Immortal Palace among the six holy places in Middle-earth!
At this time, on the square in front of the Juzhong Hall, there were several figures standing, looking solemnly in the direction of Yongzhou.
Among them, the Holy Master Tianwen who went to the ancient country of Jingjue before, and the accompanying Sanxian of the Seven Tribulations and Sanxian of the Five Tribulations are also here.
"God asks, what exactly happened when you went to Yongzhou this time? Why did Patriarch Chiyao leave for Yongzhou in person?"
Suddenly, a majestic middle-aged man in a red robe looked at the Holy Master Tianwen and the two Sanxians next to him and asked, with a serious and cold tone.
Hearing this, the eyes of the rest of the people suddenly shifted to the three of them.
Tianwen Shengzhu's face was ugly and he didn't speak.
"Are you still going to say it?" The middle-aged man in the red robe said coldly: "Elder Mingyang is traveling with you this time, but at this moment his fate card has been broken, how long do you think you can hide it?"
At this time, another old man also came out suddenly, looking at the Holy Master Tianwen coldly, "It is not a trivial matter for an elder of the Three Tribulations Loose Immortal to fall. , The position of your Holy Master is being re-judged!"
Hearing this, the Holy Master Tianwen's face suddenly turned pale
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