Hongmeng Emperor Zun

Chapter 408 Exclusive Palace

Back in the dilapidated hall, Feng Qing did not fight those fierce black-clothed monks, but dodged and hid in the corner where Yi Qingfeng had a rest before.

Yi Qingfeng stood in front of Feng Qing with his sword, and fought with the two black-clothed monks who rushed over!
The entire hall suddenly became chaotic. Several waves of people who had been resting in the hall stood up to meet the enemy one after another, and fought fiercely with a large number of black-clothed monks who swarmed in!

In the corner, Feng Qing looked up at the Luck Pillar above her head, saw that the two bursts of purple air were normal and showed no sign of loss, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

The Luck Pillar is normal, which means that this inexplicable vicious fight will not endanger her life, so Feng Qing took the time to look at the Luck Pillars of other people in the hall.

After some observation, Feng Qing found that except for the luck pillar above the monk's head, which he couldn't see clearly, the luck pillars above the heads of other people in the hall were more or less contaminated with black air, even the people around him Yi Qingfeng is no exception!
Afterwards, Feng Qing observed the battle situation in the palace again.

The number of black-clothed monks who suddenly came out was large, and dozens of them just broke into the temple, but their cultivation bases were very ordinary, and the highest was only Martial Arts No. 12 Dzogchen cultivation base, and the rest were basically The above are the ninth level of martial arts, the fugue stage.

Apart from Fengqing and Yi Qingfeng, there were three groups resting in the hall.

The group with the largest number of people was the group of monks sitting around the campfire suffering from cold poison. There were eight of them in total. The leader was the twelfth level of Martial Dao at the Dzogchen stage, and the remaining seven were at the ninth level of martial arts at the Fugue stage.

The other two groups are the monk and the white-robed female monk. The monk is about to cross the catastrophe, and the white-robed female monk seems to be the eleventh stage of martial arts.

Leaving aside Fengqing, the cultivation bases of the two sides are actually not much different, but there are too many black-clothed monks. Apart from these dozens of people in the hall, there are even more shadows and crowds outside the hall. It seems that there are no fewer than a hundred people.And the group of people resting in the hall has a total of more than ten people, but they don't know each other and their hearts are not on the same page, so they were surrounded by black-clothed monks into several battle circles, and fell into a bitter battle.

Not long after, casualties appeared one after another among the group of monks who were poisoned by the cold. Two of the eight were beheaded, and two were knocked to the ground, completely losing their fighting power.

The female monk in white robe seemed to be injured too. She was forced to a corner by seven or eight monks in black. She looked extremely embarrassed.

Yi Qingfeng is worthy of being an elite of the Xuanyang Sect. It was seen that he guarded the gate and blocked the six black-clothed monks who attacked him from the sword circle. Although he was besieged, he seemed to be able to handle it with ease.

After looking at it for a while, Fengqing can see some tricks.

These black-clothed monks who suddenly appeared did not care about indiscriminate injustice, and cut down anyone they saw. They all looked like they wanted to kill all the people who were resting in the temple. From this, it can be seen that they either had a grudge against a certain group of resting people in the temple, or What secrets are hidden in this dilapidated Taoist temple!
Thinking of this, Feng Qing knew that this battle was inevitable, so she prepared to join the battle group.

bang bang bang...

Just when Feng Qing was about to make a move, there were several muffled noises in the hall, and then, the five black-clothed monks who besieged the monk were knocked out side by side, and fell to the ground motionless, life and death unknown!

Everyone in the hall was startled, and looked up, only to see that the monk was radiant and looked quite majestic.

"Amitabha!" After Gao proclaimed the Buddha's name, the monk said with a slight smile, "I'm just passing through this place, and I don't want to participate in your grievances, so please do me a favor!"

The leader of the black-clothed monk sized up the monk, and saw that the monk's spiritual power was not strong, but his power was not small. Guessing that the monk was most likely to be a cultivator, he cupped his hands: "Master, we Ming people No secret words, no matter whether you pass through this place or not, in short, this is not something you can participate in, so hurry up, so as not to lose your life!"

The monk said with a smile: "I understand, let's leave now!"

After finishing speaking, the monk walked out of the hall, and the monks in black made way for the monk.

Seeing that the monk with the highest cultivation level on his side was about to leave, the leader of the group of monks who had been poisoned by the cold shouted, "Master, isn't your Buddhist sect offering salvation to all living beings? Why don't you save yourself from death?"

The monk kept walking, and said with a laugh: "It's a pity that you don't have a destiny with me!"

Seeing that the monk left just like that, the leader of the monks who had been poisoned by the cold immediately coughed up a mouthful of pus and blood.

The white-robed female monk at the side looked at the monk's leaving figure and cursed: "Shameless!"

The leader of the monks in black coldly swept away the remaining groups of people in the hall, and ordered to his subordinates: "Leave none of the rest!"

Seeing that the opponent was about to attack again, the leader of the monks who had been poisoned by the cold quickly shouted: "We are working for Zixiao Palace, you should weigh it carefully!"

Feng Qing and Yi Qingfeng in the corner were taken aback when they heard the words, they didn't expect that the group of monks in the temple who had been poisoned by cold had something to do with Zixiao Palace.

The leader of the monks in black was not afraid, and laughed loudly: "Zixiao Palace? Huh, so what? Don't forget, this is the Wanren Realm! We only recognize Duzun Palace in Heilongshan!"

"The Domineering Palace!?" Feng Qing was stunned for a moment, then immediately glanced at Yi Qingfeng, hoping to get some news about the Sovereign Palace from him.

Seeing Fengqing looking over, Yi Qingfeng quickly shook his head, apparently he didn't know much about Duzun Palace.

At this time, fierce fighting broke out in the hall again, and the black-clothed monks rushed towards the resting group in the hall, but Feng Qing, who was about to join the battle group, stopped and stood aside, meditating secretly stand up.

Although he didn't know the details of the Sovereign Palace, but from the arrogant attitude of the monks in black, Feng Qing speculated that the power of the Sovereign Palace might not be weaker than that of the Zixiao Palace, so he hesitated, wondering whether he should treat this The black-clothed friars are the killers!
As soon as the monk left, the pressure on the group of people resting in the hall suddenly increased, especially the group of monks who had been poisoned by the cold by the campfire. Still standing, the remaining seven monks in the ascension period all fell to the ground, either dead or injured!

The female cultivator in white robe was also forced into a corner again, and she was stabbed several times by the sword light, and the blood from the wound stained a large area of ​​her white robe red!

Perhaps because of Feng Qing sitting behind him, Yi Qingfeng became more and more courageous in his fight. With his sword stretched out, he covered more than a dozen black-clothed monks under the sword circle, and picked up one of them for a while. In just a moment, there were seven Eight monks in black died by his sword!
Seeing that Yi Qingfeng is so powerful, the leader of the black-clothed cultivator let out a soft 'huh', and thought to himself: "This boy not only comprehends the sword state, but also has superb swordsmanship. Could it be that he is a direct disciple of a big sect?"

After becoming suspicious, the leader of the monks in black stopped paying attention to other battle circles, and focused on sizing up Yi Qingfeng, and even glanced at Feng Qing who was standing behind Yi Qingfeng.

Seeing that the monk and the white-robed female monk who suffered from severe cold were almost unable to hold on anymore, Feng Qing sighed softly, without hesitation, she directly recruited the Luolong puppet from the storage bag!
As soon as the Luolong puppet came out, it swept away more than a dozen black-clothed monks in an instant, clearing a large open space in front of Feng Qing.

"hiss…"

Seeing the Luolong puppet, the black-clothed monks all took a breath and stepped aside slowly.

The leader of the black-clothed monk also had a look of surprise at the moment. He had seen many puppets, but this was the first time he had seen a puppet of the Sanxian level, and the aura emanating from this puppet seemed to be more than just that of a Sanxian. , and even a bit of earthly immortality.

Looking at Feng Qing again, the leader of the black-clothed monk thought to himself: "This boy is just a monk at the ninth level of the martial arts, and he is accompanied by a puppet beast at the Sanxian level. It seems that he has a lot of background! It's just me. There is no sect famous for puppet art in the Ren world, could it be monks from other big worlds?"

Thinking of this section, the leader of the monks in black took a step forward and asked Feng Qing: "Who are you, and why do you want to be an enemy of my Black Dragon Mountain?"

Feng Qing didn't answer, and flew to throw the cold-poisoned monk and the white-robed female monk onto the Luolong puppet, and then called Yi Qingfeng to jump onto the Luolong puppet, smashed through the dome of the hall, and escaped Taoism.

The black-clothed monks in the temple looked at the leader and asked, "Do you want to chase?"

The leader shook his head: "No need!"

This side is sunny.

After flying the Luolong puppet for a while, Feng Qing found a remote forest and stopped, and released the cold-poisoned monk and the white-robed female monk from the Luolong puppet.

The monk who had been poisoned by the cold and the female monk in white robes saluted Fengqing together, and said, "Thank you for your righteousness, my lord!"

The two escaped from the dead took a serious look at Feng Qing at this time, seeing that Feng Qing was only at the Immortal Wandering stage, but there were puppet beasts of Sanxian level beside him, they were very surprised.

Feng Qing smiled and said: "You two don't need to thank me, I just follow the trend!"

The two said: "I haven't asked the young master Gao's surname yet. I will definitely thank you for saving my life in the future!"

The reason why Feng Qing used the Luolong puppet to defeat the enemy instead of using the invisible sword field was because he didn't want to reveal his identity, so he naturally wouldn't give his name, so he said perfunctorily: "We meet by chance, don't worry too much!"

After all, Feng Qing didn't wait for the other party to answer, and directly set up the Luolong puppet and flew away.

After flying for a while, Feng Qing felt that the Luolong puppet was too ostentatious, so she put away the Luolong puppet, and together with Yi Qingfeng rushed towards Dayao Mountain with the escape light.

On the way, Yi Qingfeng asked: "Young Master Shenxiu, why do you think that group of people from Heilongshan want to kill those who are resting in the temple?"

Feng Qing shook her head: "I don't know too well!"

In fact, based on the events before and after, coupled with a little bit of intuition, Feng Qing has already vaguely guessed some things, but there are still some things he hasn't figured out, so he doesn't want to talk to Yi Qingfeng at this time. explain.Furthermore, the purpose of coming to Wanren Realm this time is to ask for help. In his mind, it is best to keep as little contact with irrelevant things as possible...

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