Qingyunxian

Chapter 1121 I am Feng Ba
The reason why Cailou could come was because of Huang Sanqi.

Huang Sanqi was indeed not predicted by divination at the beginning, but Meng Qingyi took him in to join the Chan sect, and this was a done deal, which could be predicted by the divination of Bu Dao's killing move.

Cailou made friends with many geniuses who had not yet made their mark by doing this, and he also secretly did many things that were beneficial to Cailou.

When Meng Qingyi was told to pick up Huang Sanqi, the Chan Sect happened to be being watched by Cailou, which led to the situation where so many Cailou Yunxian came here.

"It's so lively." Meng Qingyi exclaimed.

Huang Sanqi has already used the "Ha" technique unconsciously.

Meng Qingyi glanced at him with surprise. It seemed that this junior brother was not as simple as he seemed.

"Brother, I'm being hunted by the Youlu assassin, the skinny ghost-like one." Huang Sanqi turned his head and looked behind him from time to time. He was familiar with the flaws in his destiny and was now worried that the sickle immortal would pop up from behind him again.

"I just don't know what those colorful tower cloud fairies are doing here."

Meng Qingyi shook her head: "He came to see me."

"Ah?" Huang Sanqi was stunned.

Meng Qingyi was at ease and chose to ignore those colorful cloud fairies. Instead, his eyes fell on the sickle fairy.

This Youlu assassin is quite interesting. He didn't choose to ambush, but instead showed up in broad daylight.

"To be exact, they are here to cause trouble for the Chan Sect." Meng Qingyi raised his head and said, "Leave Youlu Yunxian to me. You wait on the side."

Seeing Meng Qingyi coming to meet him, Huang Sanqi looked at Cailou Yunxian not far away and asked: "What about them?"

Meng Qingyi just smiled. When the voice came again, he had already flown far away: "Of course, we will deal with them together."

As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Sanqi felt the sky turn dark.

what is this?
It was gloomy and countless resentful souls were flying around in the dark sky. From time to time, wailing sounds that seemed to crawl out from the bottom of the heart could be heard all around.

What's even more bizarre is that this is only the top layer. Below there are other strange sights such as rolling rock fire, swords and knives everywhere, etc.

After counting carefully, it seems that there are eighteen floors.

Huang Sanqi was amazed in his heart, is this Senior Brother Meng’s Taoist treasure?

Regardless of how strong it is, the momentum alone overshadows many people.

As soon as he appeared, he changed the weather. If Huang Sanqi encountered him, he would definitely run as far away as possible. But now, fortunately, Senior Brother Meng was on his side.

The sickle immortal tilted his sickle horizontally and looked around. The scene was too shocking, even for an immortal like him, Youlu Yunxian, he had never seen such a scene before.

The last time I saw such a situation was at the ceremony of entering Youlu.

"Heh." The sickle fairy sneered.

The Book of Life and Death is turned out.

"Soul Dao? Although I haven't killed many Soul Dao, I can still restrain them to some extent."

As a result, his expression changed.

No, it’s not the soul path.

The Book of Life and Death can automatically identify the enemy and form a restraint. It didn't work just now, and the sickle fairy thought it was because of the opponent's seventh turn. As a result, he actively cast the Book of Life and Death, but it still didn't produce any restraint.

In other words, this person's path is not within the realm of restraint at all.

It seems that we have no choice but to face it head on.

But the prerequisite is to find Meng Qingyi first.

As the sickle fairy was observing, star-like phosphorous fire floated and fell around him.

The thin ghost moved his eyes and slashed at the phosphorescent flames with his sickle.

The light of the punishment overshadowed the brilliance of the phosphorescent fire. When the light faded, the phosphorescent fire was still there and was growing stronger and stronger.

Meng Qingyi smiled. The fate of Youlu Yunxian was already decided.

Phosphorus fire suddenly rose up and enveloped the thin ghost.

Only the flash of sickle light could be seen inside, but it could not penetrate the phosphorescent fire at all.

Meng Qingyi did not leave, but stayed with this person.

After all, Youlu is famous for its hidden assassinations. Given Meng Qingyi's personality, he would naturally wait until the other party was completely dealt with before diverting his attention.

For him, things like faking death wouldn't work.

After a while, the sickle fairy, who had tried his best, was still trapped by the phosphorous fire. He could only watch the phosphorous fire burn his body.

In the end, the thin ghost really turned into a ghost, and became a resentful soul in the underworld. After making sure that he had dealt with this person, Meng Qingyi turned around and went to Yunxian.

There were too many people, and it was difficult to deal with them. Meng Qingyi didn't want to waste any more time, so he simply took out the [Three Watches Gourd].

The Sangen Gourd needs three watches to kill the target directly.

It is quite suitable to match the underworld at this time.

Meng Qingyi stretched out his hand and time in the dark underworld reversed and a period of time that was exactly three o'clock in the morning enveloped Cailou Yunxian.

He said he would die at three o'clock in the morning, but he won't live until five o'clock!
The gourd mouth shook, and the six-turn immortals among the colorful building cloud immortals died instantly. The seven-turn immortals noticed it, but they also died after two breaths.

Only one person was left standing.

Meng Qingyi couldn't help but be surprised. The eighth turn?
But it doesn't look like it.

"It's obviously just a seventh turn, why can it withstand the teacher's three-turn gourd?" Meng Qingyi showed a strange look on his face.

Could it be that there are just some corresponding days that create restraint?
Meng Qingyi flew away in a cloud, saying, "Not many people can survive this attack of mine. Could you please tell me your name?"

The former Lord of the Underworld spoke very calmly, and you couldn't tell that he had just killed so many Colorful Lou Yunxian.

The person opposite did not show any sign of panic. Instead, he looked at Meng Qingyi with admiration.

"I am Fengba."

Meng Qingyi frowned. She had never heard of this person's name and wondered how he managed to avoid the power of instant death at three o'clock in the morning.

In Bashan, the Taoist was puzzled: "Why is there still a Feng Ba in the Heavenly Palace at this time?"

Could it be a clone?

If it is a clone, this would be the most unique method the Taoist has ever seen.

If Feng Ba had not said his name himself just now, the Taoist would not have known that this person was Feng Ba.

There is some trick!
The Taoist suspects that Feng Ba on this line has figured out something, so let's wait and see.

Feng Ba in front of Meng Qingyi smiled and said, "Don't try, you can't kill me."

Meng Qingyi's face turned cold, and he was really arrogant.

You dare to boast with only seven revolutions!

The eighteen levels of the underworld pressed down towards Feng Ba together.

The result was that the move was far superior to the one used to kill Kamasen, but just as Feng Ba said, it failed to kill the opponent at all.

On the contrary, Feng Ba just stood there quietly.

Meng Qingyi narrowed his eyes and used a prison-style killing move to trap Feng Bajin.

Feng Ba felt the power of the Prison Path and couldn't help but sigh: "Your path is pretty good, but it's a pity that it's contaminated by the Nine Netherworld and you can't control it freely."

"In terms of the Tao, you are not as good as me."

Feng Ba said this but didn't come up with any new ideas. He only used some Tianshu and Budao killing moves.

Faced with such a strange person, Meng Qingyi did not stay, but took away the Yinsi Daobao and left directly with Huang Sanqi.

Feng Ba was above the clouds, watching the backs of Meng Qingyi and the other person as they left, wondering what he was thinking.

"This person is weird, we shouldn't stay here for long." Meng Qingyi knew very well that he couldn't kill the other person with his own ability, so he simply didn't waste time here.

Anyway, the goal has been achieved.

Huang Sanqi didn't dare to say anything, as he didn't expect that there were hidden talents in the colorful building.

The sickle fairy is already very strong, but he is no match for Senior Brother Meng. And since even Senior Brother Meng can't kill the seventh level, if he were to face him, he wouldn't have any chance at all.

After the two left, Di Yi popped his head out. He had just seen that the situation was not good, so he let the mosquito demon fly out of the sickle fairy's body first. Unexpectedly, his worry was right.

If the Mosquito Demon is allowed to continue staying in the body of the Youlu Assassin, there will be problems.

Di Yi was feeling restless. Once the sickle fairy died, he would have to look for a new target.

Suddenly, Di Yi thought of a rumor.

It seems that ever since the man named Fu Chou defected from Youlu and joined Tiangong, Youlu is now accustomed to sending people to verify the whereabouts of one of its subordinates, Yunxian or Yunxiu, upon learning of their death.

The person in Youlu who is in charge of investigating Yunxiu is probably not of high status, but this sickle immortal is at least a seventh-turn immortal. At the very least, Youlu will send a seventh-turn immortal to investigate, right?
Thinking of this, Di Yi smiled.

Fortunately, there is still hope.