slay the gods

From the beginning to the end, no one caught up to intervene. In the confrontation between the strong in the sixth heaven, who dares to intervene unless you are impatient. There are two people in this room that Yun Feiyang can't see through. One is The beautiful girl in front of him actually stood in front of Yun Feiyang just now, and wanted to block Liu Shengjiro for Yun Feiyang.

The second one is the fat boy who looks like a street fighter with a large machete. Just now, he imprisoned Yagyu Jiro's brand of consciousness and supernatural power with just a wave of his hand. The cultivation of these two people is at least above the sixth heaven.

Many tables and chairs in the entire hall were shattered, and this was the master behind Yagyu Jiro and Yun Feiyang's scruples.When the attack was concentrated, no large-scale damage was caused. At this time, everyone gradually left.

"Thank you, young master." Nangong Xian'er pursed her lips and smiled.

"Hmph! Fairy Nangong probably planned it long ago, use me as a shield." Yun Feiyang sneered, the ins and outs of this matter could not be clearer, Nangong Xianer obviously led Liu Shengjiro here for a purpose, Liu Shengjiro He kept pestering Nangong Xian'er, and when he saw Yun Feiyang sitting with Nangong Xian'er, he naturally vented his anger on him.

"Hee hee, the young master is very powerful, and I have no choice but to dismiss that rogue casually." Nangong Xian'er smiled, with a charming smile on her face, her eyes were mesmerizing, and there was a charming look in her gestures. temperament.

"That's right, this brother took a breath of anger for our Chinese nation today." The wretched man who resisted the machete said loudly.

"But you have offended the Liusheng family, so be careful in the future." A voice came from outside the attic, and then a young man in ancient purple clothes appeared on the spot. It is somewhat similar to the purple qi cultivated by Yun Feiyang.

"Your Excellency?" Yun Feiyang didn't realize how this person came here. If such a person suddenly kills him, he will be extremely dangerous.

"I am Ziyuntian, the owner of this teahouse!" The man in purple smiled, not caring about the destroyed teahouses around him. The man in purple was extremely handsome, and Yun Feiyang looked somewhat similar to Ziyunxi in his eyes.

"The third son of the Zi family!" Nangong Xian'er opened her pretty mouth slightly, her face a little unhappy.

"Haha, it turned out to be the third son, no wonder he has such cultivation, I don't know how the third son will handle today's affairs." Yun Feiyang smiled, but sneered in his heart: "Where did you go when you fought with that ronin Yagyu Jiro just now? If you intervene, he won't offend the Liusheng family."

"Yes, please forgive me, Zi was a little late because he encountered some troubles on the road." Zi Yuntian seemed to know Yun Feiyang's displeasure.

At this time, Yun Feiyang and the three could see clearly that there was a trace of blood on Zi Yuntian's clothes, which contained the aura of supernatural powers, but it was not his own. It was obvious that the enemy's blood was splashed on it not long after he fought with others.

"Zilong, please deal with the affairs here. I have something to discuss with the three fellow Taoists." Ziyuntian suddenly said loudly into the air.

"Yes, third son!" A young man appeared out of nowhere, it was the young man who Yun Feiyang had just stepped into to meet Yun Feiyang, when the young man saw Yun Feiyang, his face showed respect and admiration.

"Miss Nangong, two fellow daoists, please sit inside!" Zi Yuntian smiled, and at the same time glanced at the wretched man carrying a machete.

"Hehe, it looks like it's going to cost the third son of the Zi family again." Nangong Xian'er twirled the green silk in front of her body to her back, revealing her snow-white neck like a swan's neck.

"Then talk about the third son." Yun Feiyang said politely, the more he looked at Ziyuntian, the more he resembled that Ziyunxi, the difference between the two was only a word, and their eyes were very similar, they were definitely from the same family, Even brothers and sisters are possible, his impression of Zi Yunxi is quite good.

In addition, the Zi family used to be one of the ancient families in China. It has been relatively low-key in the past few hundred years, but no one doubts the background of this family, and one of the ancestors of the Zi family was once a Taoist master of the Kunlun Taoist sect. Therefore, the relationship between the Zi family and the Taoist sect is no worse than the relationship between the Zhang family, the Li family, the Ji family, and the Hua family and the Taoist sect.

"Haha, the third son wants to treat me sharply!" The wretched man who resisted the large machete laughed.

"Naturally, three friends, please!" Ziyuntian smiled, stretched out his hand and pointed a purple light to hit the wall, the purple light was brilliant, an ancient gate manifested, and slowly opened, the ancient breath came from inside, and the four People step into the gate.

The three of Yun Feiyang discovered that they came to another small world. Although the space is not very large, it is comparable to a university. It is refined from the material of the weapon, and every [-] square meters is inlaid with a fist-sized eyeball, nearly a thousand of them, illuminating this small world.

"What an underground world! The Zi family is worthy of being one of the wealthiest families in the monastic world." Nangong Xian'er took a look and said in surprise, staring at this world with beautiful eyes to appreciate it.

Yun Feiyang felt a little dizzy. He didn't expect that there was such a small world hidden underground in Jiangcheng. He just wanted to scold the Zi family. It was simply too corrupt. How much money would it cost to create such an underground world? !How much is the refining material? The fist-sized dragon ball is one of the supplementary materials for refining the Qixuan Wuji Pill. The top layer is made of Beihai Mingtie. One hundred cubic meters of Beihai Mingtie is enough to refine a good god. Weapon, how many cubic meters did the top floor use? More than 100 million!