Chapter 1877: The Powerhouses of Each Hall Come Together
With that hoarse and indifferent voice fell.
Xiao Yi stepped forward and left.
The golden Dapeng under his feet went straight to the Jinpeng Hall Master.
Seeing the monstrous golden light coming so fast, the face of Hall Master Jinpeng changed greatly.
"How is it possible, this is the ultimate control method of the Jinpeng Palace Master, even the old man has not yet controlled..."
The words of Hall Master Jinpeng were not finished.
Because, he has been swallowed by the golden light of the golden roc.
Xiao Yi was already out of the Jinpeng Great Array.
It was also at this moment that the entire Jinpeng Hall Master blew himself up, and the golden light emerged inside, which was extremely terrifying.
At that moment, it seemed that the whole world was shining with golden light.
Everyone's eyes could not look directly at this golden light.
After the golden light dissipated, everything returned to normal. In place, only the broken body of the Jinpeng Palace Master remained.
In the distance, a black streamer floated away.
In place, there was only one hoarse, cold word left.
"Dongyan Palace Master, I will write down this matter for the time being."
"If a letter from the eastern region comes later, it will prove that the Golden Iron Holy Emperor is indeed trapping and killing the black magician, breaking the temple rules."
"You are ignoring the palace rules and want to kill Pao Ze."
"Your life, I, Xiao Xun, will come back and take it in person."
Dongyan Palace Master shuddered unconsciously when he heard these cold words.
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distance.
After Xiao Yi stayed away, he did not leave the Dongyan area.
His current injuries, although not fatal, are extremely serious.
Randomly looking for a remote place, Xiao Yi sat down cross-legged and began to heal.
all day and night,
Xiao Yi was able to stabilize his injury.
Whoosh... Xiao Yi flew up in the sky.
Not long after, out of the Dongyan area.
The remaining injuries in the body can be slowly recovered during the hurrying and walking.
A day later, Xiao Yi left the boundary.
Now, it has entered the middle range.
After passing through the central area, it is the area of the Eighteen Houses.
In the middle range, there is no place worth his stay.
Therefore, Xiao Yi did not stop, and only flew all the way.
A few days later, Xiao Yi crossed all the way.
On the way, he only encountered monsters worthy of his stay and beheaded a few times.
Five days later.
Xiao Yi has already crossed the Tianzang area.
While flying, Xiao Yi pondered about the Toxic Collection.
Boring on the road, naturally thinking about cultivation.
There are still many unproven theories in the Book of Ten Thousand Poisons; in addition, some poisonous methods are also recorded above.
However, Xiao Yi didn't know whether to practice these methods or not.
After all, this is what the Poison Emperor himself came up with.
"I forgot." Xiao Yi seemed to remember something.
With a flash of light in his hand, he took out a Qiankun ring.
This is the Qiankun Ring that was taken from Jinpeng Hall Master after he killed him.
Xiao Yi hurried away to heal his wounds, but he hadn't seen what was inside.
After some perception, Xiao Yi was slightly disappointed.
Inside, there is no poisonous cultivation thing.
However, there are quite a lot of normal cultivation items, as well as some formation books and some things in the spirit stone.
"Not much use, forget it." Xiao Yi shook his head and took back the Qiankun Ring.
Exactly at this time.
whoosh…
Ahead, a figure appeared out of thin air, blocking the way.
"Black robe, the old man is waiting for you." The old man gritted his teeth and looked at Xiao Yi with a very unkind look.
"Who are you?" Xiao Yi frowned.
"Stop talking nonsense, get out of here for the old man." The old man shouted violently.
Before Xiao Yi could react, his face changed drastically.
A strange force instantly added to him.
The figure was blasted down in an instant.
boom…
The ground was heavily blasted out of a giant hole.
"Cough cough." Xiao Yi coughed a few times and scattered the dust around him.
"Soul power?" Xiao Yi reacted instantly.
The power that suddenly added his body just now, and knocked him down strangely, was soul power.
swoosh...swish...swish...
Around, silhouettes jumped out one after another, instantly surrounding Xiao Yi.
"There is the master of the Golden Soul Hall to take down this murderer." The surrounding warriors bowed their hands to the high-altitude old man.
"Master of the Golden Soul Palace?" Xiao Yi squinted when he heard the words.
He had never heard of this guy's name.
But looking at his clothes, it should be the main hall master of the soul hall.
Xiao Yi looked around.
Here, inside the big city, behind him is the main hall of the Black Devil Palace.
Whoosh... The old man in the sky, who is the master of the Golden Soul Palace, fell instantly.
"Heipao, your crimes are monstrous. You came here when Huangquan had nowhere to go. Today is your death."
Xiao Yi straightened his robes, patted the dust on his body, and said indifferently, "Several, might as well make it clear first."
Xiao Yi asked, but in fact, he had already guessed a little.
"Do you want to ask the question?" One of the surrounding warriors scolded coldly.
"First he killed the King of Gold and Iron in the eastern area, and then went to the Dongyan area to commit murder, destroying a main hall and killing all the branch hall masters, deacons and law enforcement teams in it."
"Even one of the main hall masters of our Alliance Hall Tianji Hall, Jinpeng Hall Master, died tragically in your hands."
"Xiao Xun, is my Black Devil Palace a scum like you?"
While speaking, in the main hall of the Black Devil Palace behind him, an old man walked out.
Added to the encirclement.
At this moment, there are more than a hundred people surrounding Xiao Yi.
"Master of the Golden Soul Palace, I have to help you this time to clean up this scum for my Black Devil Palace." The old man who had just walked out of the main hall bowed his hands to the Master of the Golden Soul Palace.
"It's just a trivial matter." The Master of the Golden Soul Palace cupped his hands and returned a salute.
"I am waiting, I have been friends with Jintie Sage Emperor and Jinpeng Hall Master for many years."
"Now the two of them died tragically at the hands of this evil thief Xiao Xun. No, it should be natural for this monster to take revenge for the sky and avenge his friends."
"It really is the matter of the Gold and Iron Holy Emperor again." Xiao Yi sneered.
The people in the Black Devil Palace, although all of them are perverse, go their own way.
But there are many friends in private.
"One is the person in charge of the main hall of the Black Devil Palace; the other is the main hall master of the Soul Palace."
"What about you?"
Xiao Yi's eyes glanced at the surrounding warriors.
"Death is imminent, do you need to ask more?" The surrounding warriors scolded coldly.
Xiao Yi shrugged, "You don't have to answer, I just ask casually."
"Anyway, you're going to die, don't you die without leaving your name?"
"You..." The surrounding warriors were furious.
"Okay, very good, it's really a bold black robe Xiao Xun."
"Then I'll tell you."
"In the Xiashunhuo area, the deputy hall master of the Black Demon Hall, Zhang Lin."
"I'm the chief deacon of the Tianji Temple in Shunhuo Region, Liu Feng."
"Dongyan region, the deputy head of the Tianji Temple, Chen Yue."
"Dongliao region, the deputy head of the Black Devil Palace, Ouyang Yue."
"Zhongyun region, the chief deacon of the Soul Palace, the soul is extraordinary."
"Luohe area, the deputy head of the Black Devil Palace, Li Zheng."
"..."
One name fell.
They are all warriors of the Eighth Palace, at least the title of chief deacon.
"Last question." Xiao Yi interrupted the chattering self-registration number.
"You must be like the master of the Jinpeng Palace, in order to avenge your personal revenge, at the expense of ignoring the regulations of the Eighth Palace?"
"Wrong." In the encircling circle, a loud shout came out.
"We want to get rid of you, the scum of the Black Demon Temple, and avenge our friends."
"It's not a pity to die for a vicious thief like you."
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Eighth more. (burst)
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