The first thousand six hundred and twenty-nine chapters

Rumbling...

"what happened?"

"what happened...."

"It's the direction of the palace..."

Zhuo Bufan also felt a violent tremor at the periphery of the secret realm, frowned his sword brows, and secretly said, "Have they already broken the seal?"

"Could it be that the two suzerains have already opened the seal?" Terashima's face showed excitement.

"If the seal is opened, the lord will notify us, so don't move." Nakano reminded.

The three of them continued to patrol the periphery, facing two cultivators of Yin-Yang style godsong who were flying towards the palace. Both of them were in the late stage of condensing pill, only one step away from the condensed golden pill.

"I have seen Kawada and the two elders Kurosaki."

Seeing the two of them, Terajima and Nakano immediately bent over respectfully and shouted respectfully.

"Yeah." The two white-haired old men nodded, glanced at them, and quickly flew towards the palace.

Just after they had flown about more than a thousand kilometers, the two suddenly turned around, and one slapped and attacked Zhuo Bufan. The two trains were combined into one, which was comparable to a blow from the Golden Core monk.

"Is it seen through?"

Zhuo Bufan directly exploded a thousand times the combat power, forming an aura shield outside his body, easily blocking the blow.

"The two elders..."

"Jiang Teng North Bank..."

Terajima and Nakano were taken aback for a moment, and then their eyes widened.

"The fire of the souls of Jiang Teng, Shuiyuan, and Qin Chi has been extinguished. You can't be Jiang Teng's north bank!" Elder Kurosaki exclaimed.

"Unexpectedly, it was seen through so quickly, it's really boring."

A weird smile appeared at the corner of Zhuo Bufan's mouth, and his figure changed slightly, returning to his original appearance.

"you are...."

"Zhuo, Zhuo Bufan..."

"Which demon."

No one in the entire Yin-Yang Shenzong didn't know Zhuo Bufan's appearance.

"I didn't expect to meet me here?"

Zhuo Bufan showed a cold smile, pulled out the Ice Emperor Rain Sword, and slashed away in the air. Four golden sword lights slashed towards the rest of the four Yin-Yang-style divine sects.

The four of them didn't even have a chance to react, they were directly chopped in half by the golden sword light, and their souls were instantly corroded and destroyed by the sword energy.

With a thousand times the fighting power, even the ordinary strongmen of the Golden Core Stage and the Sun Wheel Stage can't compete, let alone the four monks who have not even reached the Golden Core Stage.

But by doing so, Zhuo Bufan completely exposed his identity.

Many cultivators in the Eastern Emperor Bell had already discovered the spiritual energy fluctuations here, and they flew in this direction one after another.

Inside the golden palace.

The moment Zhuo Bufan cut out the golden sword light, the faces of Izanami and Izanac changed at the same time.

"It's an extraordinary breath!"

"Unexpectedly this guy is here now."

"Damn, I actually made trouble at this critical moment." Yixian squeezed his fist hard, his eyes seemed to burn with anger.

There is a transparent barrier in front of the two of them, rippling like a wave, and inside is a hill-like magic weapon and pill, which is the treasure left by the ancestors of the Yin-Yang Shenzong.

Ever since Qingming died in the Golden Secret Realm, Izanami and Izanami have been thinking of ways. They are afraid of being retaliated by Zhuo Bufan, the only way is to increase their strength.

After spending a lot of effort, the two broke through the barrier of the secret realm of the Eastern Emperor Bell and entered the Eastern Emperor Bell to search for treasures. They did not expect Zhuo Bufan to appear at this time.

"Nami, you find a way to break this barrier as soon as possible, and I will go out to deal with Zhuo Bufan." Yixie gritted his teeth, two clusters of cold light burst out of his eyes.

"But now he..."

Izanami frowned, obviously worried.

"What if he is a genius disciple of Xuanjiezong? Are you afraid that killing him will cause the anger of Xuanjiezong? It's a big deal to kill him, we will find a way to leave the blue star." Yixian said, people have turned into A stream of light disappeared in the palace.

Yixannami sighed, and now faintly regretted to provoke Zhuo Bufan, otherwise he would not let Yin-Yang Shenzong reach this point.

"Zhuo Bufan, you must die."

Izanami gritted her teeth viciously, and after speaking, immediately concentrated on breaking the barrier barrier in front of her.

"The disciple of the Yin-Yang style Shenzong listened to the order and intercepted Zhuo Bufan. If anyone can kill Zhuo Bufan, he will reward millions of the best spirit stones."

The voice of Izan almost spread throughout the golden secret realm.

As long as the monks of the Yin-Yang Shenzong reached the innate stage, almost all the monks were gathered in the Eastern Emperor Bell, and Zhuo Bufan was not going to the Yin-Yang Shenzong sect. About two hundred monks turned into streams of light toward Zhuo Bufan.

Zhuo Bufan is so fierce and so famous that all the disciples of Yin-Yang-style Shenzong know it.

But everyone didn't believe that if hundreds of monks attacked Zhuo Bufan at the same time, he could still hold on. There were always people who were lucky enough.

"Thunderstorm!"

"Fire snake..."

"The violent storm..."

"Sand beam..."

All kinds of spells are overwhelming, and they are coming towards Zhuo Bufan.

Most of the Yin-Yang Shenzong are magicians, and there are also some warriors.

Sorcerers began to release spells far away, and even opened the magic circle to gather powerful spells.

Rumbling...

Puff puff puff...

Zi Zi Zi...

The shining spells caused the air to vibrate. It seemed that the entire space would not be able to withstand the attacks of this energy and would collapse, but this was just a superficial phenomenon. If you want to truly crush the space, you must at least be from the Profound Realm Sect. The strength of the elders.

It's just that the power of the spells gathered by hundreds of monks at the same time is amazing.

Zhuo Bufan exploded a thousand times the combat power, propped up a huge aura shield outside his body, magically attacked the shield, bursting out gorgeous ‘sparks’, and the aura shield felt a little shaky.

"cut!"

Zhuo Bufan held the Ice Emperor Rain Sword and slammed it out behind him. The bodies of the three samurai who were good at invisibility immediately disconnected from the middle, and dissipated like a remnant cloud.

Zhuo Bufan resisted the attack of the magician from outside, while solving the close warrior.

The Ice Emperor Rain Sword in his hand seemed to be the weapon of the **** of death, and the warriors who passed by fell one after another.

After all, there is too much difference in strength, basically in a crushing state. It is not uncommon for ants to kill elephants, but the disciples of these Profound Realm Sects are obviously still too few, not to mention that the magic power cannot be exerted without cooperating with the release spell. Maximum.

"Three thousand light and shadow swords!"

Zhuo Bufan slashed the four close warriors with a single sword, and immediately pinched the magic decision in his hand. In the sky, golden lightsabers burst out with cold golden light, turning into hesitation and shooting towards the far away magician.

For a time, the whole secret realm wailed.

The cultivators of the Xuanjie Sect became more and more frightened, and hundreds of people could not beat Zhuo Bufan, a cultivator in the condensing period.

Two cultivators of the Xuanjie Sect turned pale with fright, and immediately fled towards the Eastern Emperor's Secret Territory, but before the two of them had flown a hundred meters away, their bodies split in two from the middle and fell.

I saw a tall man wearing an ancient battle armor appeared in front of the two fallen monks, holding two long black knives in both hands.