Chapter 216: Jiuyi Xianyu

Under Luoyang's finger, the secrets of the three-way celestial family suddenly flew out, and the horrific powers swept through the entire bronze hall. The violent roaring sounded constantly, and quickly slammed into the shadow of 'Xiao Yichen'.
Feeling the power of the three methods, the eyes of ‘Xiao Yichen’ flashed, and his face showed a strange look.
"It is a good seed to be able to do this in Lingtai. It’s a pity..."
After shaking his head, the long sleeves of 'Xiao Yichen' waved behind him, and the rushing Huangquan whistling out, and the yellow spring water seemed to contain a strong dead air. A voice screamed from Huang Quan, and the heart trembled.
In an instant, two horrible auras collided, and an earth-shattering roar screamed in the hall. The strong aftermath swept across the whole hall. The whole hall swayed violently and began to slowly collapse. Even the fears around it gradually became distorted. There are signs that it will be destroyed.
Under the impact of Yu Bo, Luo Yang's body continued to retreat, and Xiao Yichen, who was very surprised at this moment, even though Luo Yang's cultivation was already reaching the 12th floor of Lingtai, it was still very difficult to feel, and his face appeared pale.
"You better hurry up, this inheritance is going to be destroyed! Once it completely collapses, your kid can only be buried here with the old man!" The anxious voice of the candlestick rang in Luoyang’s ear, constantly urging. .
After the eyes swiftly swept through the hall, Luo Yang’s heart glimpsed, knowing that the candle dragon said yes, after taking a deep breath, his eyes showed a firm look, and after the foot stepped out, he flew again toward 'Xiao Yichen'. Come.
"I don't know the tall and thick boy, the old man will send you on the road!" The sound of Xiao Yichen's mouth snorted, and when his right hand was lifted, a spiritual force quickly condensed in his hand and turned into a blue sword. With his When the right arm moved, the long sword flew out and shot at Luoyang.
The blue sword body, emitting a terrible cold mang, when crossing the hall, even the surrounding space is also somewhat distorted, and it is already in front of Luo Yang.
Luo Yang’s eyes flashed, and there was no hesitation in his hand. After a quick shot at the waist, a black sword mangling instantly whizzed out, and the fierce sword was rushing into the sky, turning into a sword mang, going straight to the cyan long Go away with the sword.
A fierce roar screamed from the hall, and when the sword was swaying, the black iron sword radiated a cold light, and when it was just in contact with the cyan sword, it directly smashed it like a black lightning. 'Xiao Yichen' suddenly slammed.
The face of ‘Xiao Yichen’ changed slightly, as if he didn’t think that the cyan sword would collapse. When the foot slowly stepped back, the right hand was a little farther away. In the yellow spring of the wave, there was a sudden roar.
The roar turned into a ripple and swept away toward the black iron sword. After the two collided, the ripples quickly collapsed, and the black iron sword also made a whistle, suddenly bounced off and quickly flew back to Luoyang. By the side.
"To the treasure! This is a treasure!"
Looking at Luo Yang's side, the black iron sword that was intact, the heart of ‘Xiao Yichen’ vibrated, and when he looked at the iron sword, he showed a hot look.
"You are a small spiritual monk, you can have such treasures in your hands. It is a pity that these treasures fall into your hands like a bead, or let the old man come to its full potential."

The face of ‘Xiao Yichen’ showed a smile on his face. When he spoke, he did not put Luo Yang in his eyes, as if Luo Yang’s life and death were between his thoughts.
"Whether you are Xiao Yichen, or someone else, if you want to hit my magic weapon, you must be prepared to die."
After Luo Yang wiped the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, he looked up at ‘Xiao Yichen’ and said coldly in his mouth.
"In front of the old man, you are just an ant..."
In the eyes of 'Xiao Yichen', a flash of cold light flashed, and after shaking his head with disdain, his hands quickly smashed. In the yellow spring behind him, a yellow spring flower instantly condensed out. When the flower bud stretched, it was full. Out of the nine leaves, compared to Huang Yihua, which is driven by Fei Yixian, it costs five more petals!
At the moment when the nine-leaf yellow spring flower bloomed, a huge crisis of life and death suddenly shook Luoyang. His eyes suddenly tightened. When the heart was shocked, there was no hesitation. The body’s twelve-story Lingtai was running wildly, one shot. The red flag is in his hands.
"Flower blossoms!"
'Xiao Yichen''s mouth screamed high, and the nine-leaf yellow spring flowers suddenly swayed, and the blood of the blood rushed from the petals, like a meteor, mixed with a strong death, and shot at Luoyang quickly. .
"Give me a drive!"
Feeling the horror of blood in the blood, Luo Yang's face is dignified, the body spirit is frantically pouring into the red flag in the hand, and when the light is flashing, the red flag is suddenly magnified several times, turning into a blood color. The long scorpion appeared in the hands of Luo Yang.
"Xian Yan?! This is the nine-year-old fairy!"
Looking at the sudden appearance of blood in Luo Yang’s hand, the face of ‘Xiao Yichen’ showed a shocked look for the first time. His eyes stared at the nine-year-old fairy, and his eyes were unbelievable.
The exclamation of 'Xiao Yichen' naturally fell into the ears of Luo Yang. While shaking his heart, he did not hesitate in his hands. His hands swung long and his face was like a whole body. Everything in sight is a bloody!
boom!
A roar of the world shouted, and when the blood was long and waving, the nine-leaf yellow spring flower appeared on the face of a panic, screaming, quickly withered, disappeared into the water of the yellow spring.
In the mouth of ‘Xiao Yichen’, a blood spurted out, and while the body was receding, the eyes were still staring at the nine-year-old fairy, without looking at it.
Hey!
A cyan sword light screamed in an instant, and Ling Xiao’s sword was enough to tear open the earth, and awakened ‘Xiao Yichen’ instantly, and quickly resisted.
The blue sword is broken, but in the sword, there is a black mang flying quickly, it is the black iron sword!
The seemingly ruined black iron sword exudes a devastating temper, and after the "Xiao Yichen" technique is directly opened, he slams heavily on his arm. After a flash of light, a right arm Falling directly to the ground, and the black iron sword, also quickly flew back to Luo Yang.
After a hit, Luo Yang’s face was not half-colored, but his expression became more and more dignified. His eyes looked toward Xiao Xiaochen, and his heart passed a trace of uneasiness.
"A strange iron sword, a fairy that should not have appeared... It seems that this time the old man came here, it is a great creation..."
After the right arm was broken, the 'Xiao Yichen' suddenly burst into laughter. When he looked up at Luoyang, his face quickly aging. In a twinkling of an eye, he changed from a young man to a veteran old man, and in his old age. At the same time, the body's breath is constantly increasing, and a few breaths will surpass Danyang, even Yuantianjing!