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- In the crimson palace, decorated with orchids and fragrant from fairy branches, a girl in purple clothes was very angry, looking indignant. But despite this, it made her look more fresh and refined, like a touching fairy in heaven.
"Don't worry, Xue'er, Xiaofan will be fine, hasn't he already left safely?"
Another woman spoke, elegantly and elegantly, as if she had stepped out of a painting.
"Sister, those people are so abominable!" The girl in purple was still very angry, and then she seemed to have thought of something, and said: "By the way, the treasure left by Daozong was actually obtained by that big pervert. Then sister, weren't you there all these years? What a waste of time, huh, that guy is so hateful."
"Don't be naughty" The woman smiled helplessly, tapped the girl in purple on the forehead, and said: "This is also a fairy fate. You can't force it. At least it is in his hands now, which is a good thing."
"Where is the good thing? That big pervert is not good at all."
The girl in purple hummed.
"Oh, it's not good at all? Then why is my Xueer so worried?"
The woman teased.
"Sister, you are talking nonsense, I am not worried about him!"
The girl in purple said angrily.
"Ka" Suddenly, the door of the room was pushed open, and a middle-aged man with an extraordinary temperament came in. He looked at the girl in purple and said: "What's wrong with my little daughter? Who provoked you to be so angry?" , have you smashed the jade purification bottle that my father specially prepared for you sisters?"
"You stingy guy, isn't it just a jade purification bottle? Look at you like that."
The girl in purple curled her lips.
"you you¡¡"
The middle-aged man has great power and is surrounded by fairy light. He is definitely an extremely powerful person. But at this moment, when facing the girl in purple, she was like a mute who had eaten Coptis chinensis. She waited for a long time but couldn't say a word.
"Father, please calm down. My sister was so angry because her sweetheart was wronged that she accidentally knocked over the fairy vase. She did not do it intentionally."
The elegant and elegant woman stepped forward to explain to the girl in purple.
"Don't be angry, I'm not angry. Hey, luckily Yu'er is here, otherwise my father would have been angry to death by this little girl." The middle-aged man took a deep breath, but his face changed again, and he suddenly looked at his The eldest daughter was surprised: "You mean sweetheart? The younger daughter has a sweetheart?"
"Sister, she's talking nonsense!"
The girl in purple argued, but her little face was a little red no matter how you looked at it.
"That's right, that's right. I'm talking nonsense. Hey, Xue'er, don't blush."
The elegant woman chuckled.
"Who, who is blushing, that's right, who would like that big pervert!"
The girl in purple said angrily.
Who is this middle-aged man? After experiencing the vicissitudes of life, he can understand the mentality of his little daughter at a glance. He said with surprise: "There is actually a man in this world who can make my Xueer attracted. Oh my god, who is this young man? , He will suffer a lot from now on"
"What are you talking about, stingy!"
The girl in purple was furious.
"Ahem, no, my father is worried about that young man. Um, no, he is just rejoicing for that young man. He is so virtuous and capable that he can make my precious daughter, Ye Yinyan, care about him!" The middle-aged man said. The man chuckled, then his face changed, and he said angrily: "How many times have I told you to call me father!"
"Well, I know you are a cheapskate."
The girl in purple curled her lips.
"you!"
The middle-aged man was angry.
The sky of Ziweixing looks a little gloomy, and the sky is covered with dark clouds, as if a powerful storm is about to come. The cultivators didn't react much and didn't care much, while the people in the secular world hurried back home to avoid being soaked by the heavy rain and causing illness.
Under this dim sky, a young man in white walks slowly and unhurriedly, as if there is no purpose and no end. I don¡¯t know how long it took, but the young man finally stopped, expressionless, and looked up ahead.
This is a relatively broad mountain forest, and the spiritual energy in it seems to be relatively sufficient, at least much better than some ordinary places in the mortal world. There is an attic manor in the mountains and forests. There are three big characters engraved on the main entrance, which are like dragons and snakes. They are Taixuan Pavilion.
"Tai Xuan Pavilion, Su Xingzi"
The young man put his hands behind his back and whispered coldly.
This man in white is naturally Jiang Xiaofan. Although he has never really walked in the Ziwei monastic world, he still knows the location of Taixuan Sect through some small means. Some things need to be settled with blood.
He was standing in front of the manor, and he could vaguely see cultivators coming and going in the garden. None of them were very powerful. Almost all of them were cultivators in the Subtle Realm. There were even very few in the Juechen realm, let alone the Illusory God realm. Of the powerful men, he didn't see any of them.
This is the difference between small forces and immortal sects like Huangtianmen. He estimates that among the younger generation of Taixuan Pavilion, only Su Xingzi has truly entered the realm of fantasy gods. But despite this, he also knew that the elders of this lineage must have the cultivation level of the Fantasy God Realm, so they should not be careless.
He collected his own breath with silver and copper, walked around the perimeter of Taixuan Pavilion, measured the general trend of mountains and rivers with Taoist scriptures, and planted a small flag from time to time. It was not until three hours later that he reappeared in Taixuan Pavilion. In front of the main door, the golden light in his eyes flashed, and he walked slowly in.
"Who is it? Stop immediately!"
A disciple guarding the gate came forward and shouted coldly.
¡°An old friend is here to visit, please ask Su Xingzi to come out to see me!¡±
Jiang Xiaofan said.
"You are so presumptuous, who are you? You are so brave. You dare to call my young pavilion master by his first name. Do you want to die?!"
Another gatekeeper disciple came forward, pointing a spear in his hand.
Jiang Xiaofan shook his head, knowing that there was nothing more to say. He waved his sleeves and whipped up a strong gust of wind, which directly swept the two people away and smashed the Taixuan Pavilion door behind him. These two people were only at the fourth level of cultivation. If he wanted to, he could send them to hell with just one look.
"Who dares to break into my Taixuan Pavilion!"
There were many disciples in Taixuan Pavilion. Seeing a man in white injuring a fellow disciple and destroying the lintel of Taixuan Pavilion, they all rushed over in a swarm, each showing their own magic weapons and brilliance.
Being surrounded by nearly a hundred cultivators in the center, Jiang Xiaofan looked very calm, looking into the depths of Taixuan Pavilion with an expressionless face, and said calmly: "Let Su Xingzi come out to see me."
Among these cultivators, the most powerful ones only have the cultivation level of Jue Chen's eighth level, and he doesn't take it seriously at all. To put it bluntly, if he was ruthless, he could kill all of them in half an hour at most.
"You are so presumptuous, you are seeking death!"
"How can you call the Young Pavilion Master Tianzong by his first name?"
"Take him down and let the Young Pavilion Master personally question him!"
The younger generation of Taixuan Pavilion obviously admire Su Xingzi.
But this is normal. From what Jiang Xiaofan has observed, in the entire Taixuan Pavilion, Su Xingzi is the only one among the younger generation who can reach the realm of fantasy gods. Such a big gap will naturally make these people in awe.
"Boom"
Although none of these cultivators have entered the realm of illusory gods, there are still more than ten or twenty cultivators in the realm of awakening dust. At this moment, three cultivators of awakening dust are taking action at the same time, sweeping out the sword energy all over the sky. That kind of power is indeed quite powerful. amazing.
"If you don't want to die, get away!"
Jiang Xiaofan¡¯s voice turned cold.
"Poof!"
"Poof!"
"Poof!"
He didn't make a move, he still just stood there, but just those seven words shattered the sword energy all over the sky on the spot, and even shocked the three people who took action back, each spurting out a piece of blood, and their faces turned pale. got up.
"you you¡¡"
"Who the hell are you!"
Several people looked horrified and their lips were trembling.
"With one sentence, their powerful attack was shattered, and they suffered serious backlash. What kind of power was this? It was simply too terrifying, so terrifying that no two of them could compete with it.
"Come together and take him down!"
Someone shouted angrily.
There are nearly a hundred people in this place. This is their self-confidence. With so many people working together, they believe that the man in front of them cannot stop him no matter what. Because there are still more than a dozen Jue Chen cultivators among them, and each of them has powerful magical powers and secret methods.
¡°Buzz!¡±
The void was instantly flooded by the turbulent flow of divine power.
Dozens of micro cultivators and twenty powerful Juechen masters, so many people took action at the same time, and the power cannot be ignored. The endless divine light made the void tremble, completely covering Jiang Xiaofan.
"Humph, you broke into my Taixuan Pavilion without even looking at where this place is!"
"Things looking for death!"
Many cultivators scolded him.
However, when the smoke and dust dispersed, the divine light disappeared, and everyone's expressions suddenly changed wildly. In the center, a white figure stood tall and straight, with no scars on his body, and even the corners of his clothes were damaged at all.
"You"
"Impossible, this is impossible!"
Some cultivators roared, unwilling to believe the scene in front of them.
Jiang Xiaofan looked indifferent, and there was a faint silver light flickering outside his body. He used the magic talisman to wipe out all the divine power covering him. At this moment, he ignored these people and strode forward, heading towards the depths of Taixuan Pavilion. These cultivators are just soldiers and generals. He doesn't want to cause unnecessary killings.
"Stop him!"
Seeing that he wanted to go deep into the sect, a cultivator from the seventh level of Juechen shouted loudly. Nearly a hundred cultivators started moving again, each with a fierce look, and the violent fluctuations of divine power outside the body suddenly jumped again.
¡°Don¡¯t be so shameless!¡±
Jiang Xiaofan drank coldly, with a faint light in his eyes, and his tyrannical mental power came out.
"Uh-huh!"
The Taixu Split Soul Path was operating, completely covering this space in an instant. The invisible and colorless tyrannical power directly penetrated into the souls of everyone present, causing the place to burst into mourning and screams one after another.
"Who is making noise in my Taixuan Pavilion!"
Suddenly, a slightly familiar voice sounded.
In the loft in front, an extraordinary-looking man in Tsing Yi stepped out. However, the next moment, when he saw the young man in white standing in the field, his handsome face suddenly changed drastically, and he stepped back a few steps in panic. He said: "It's you, you, why are you here!" - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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