Chapter 618

The elder's eyes suddenly opened, startled the public, dare not look directly, only Zhou chengran's eyes narrowed, staring at his back, waiting for his answer.

After Zhou chengran's death, Yi Heng immediately knew that the elder must be a general elder of the family, maybe a elder of a different family name. Otherwise, how dare Zhou chengran do this?

However, he also admired Zhou chengran's courage at this time. If he didn't take advantage of his merits and come back with a little bit, he would be in his nature. He was proud of his family and could not tolerate provocation from outsiders at home.

"Are you willing to waste your time here The old man didn't get angry, and his words were a little helpless.

"Yes, Zhou Daoyou, those people should be other disciples of the seven schools. Naturally, we can't refuse them!" Qiu Xiyin took the words and turned to his face and made a slight gesture to Yi Heng.

The old man no longer spoke, and his expression was slightly dignified. Regardless of Zhou chengran's consternation, he suddenly looked up at the attic above.

The monks around him hissed slightly, as if they wanted to rush in and drive the more than ten people out of the Zhou family, and their expression became more and more excited.

Yi Heng receives the information in Qiu Xiyin's eyes, and knows that she reminds himself again not to be impulsive and to make big plans.

He had a bitter smile in his heart. He had promised well before, and he was also prepared in his heart. If he was provoked, he would not take any action.

But now I see more than ten people on the opposite side, but I suddenly know that I can't stand it.

Arrogance is one thing, close your eyes, when he is like a breeze.

The problem is how to tolerate the emergence of some white people, black people, island samurai, and so on, whom I do not like very much?

When he was about to ask where these people came from, he saw the old man in Tsing Yi looking up in front of him. He stopped talking and looked up.

"Ha ha, are you still so weak? The top friars of Yuan infantile period can't beat the lower class of our temple. Jiang Daoyou, why don't you let them see the blood? "

The ethereal laughter came from the attic above. Yi Heng fixed his eyes on it. More than ten people on the attic gave up a road one after another. Inside the attic, an old man with silver clothes walked out slowly.

Before people appear, words first come into people's minds.

Like a deer, the words do not come into the mind through the ears, but speak directly in the mind.

No need for gray face, gray eyebrows, lips slightly pursed, a pair of gray eyes in the eyes shot out of people's heart and mind cold.

"Lei Daoyou, you can't help seeing blood, but this is the Zhou family's territory. Jiang has the duty of guarding, so how about that?"

Yi Heng in front of the body of the old man in green slightly tight, as if afraid of the other side suddenly.

At this time, there was a slight sign of weakness in the speech, which surprised the monk of Zhou family.

"Ha ha, I knew it would be like this. Every time I came to Xun Xing, why did I have to do my best? Oh! What a waste of this Xun star resource

The old man in the silver uniform sighed and glanced around with a look of pity in his eyes.

"Lei Daoyou didn't come here once, but this time is not the same. In my opinion, don't waste time. Now that the shenlu has been captured by the Zhou family, it's better to..."

"Wait a minute, Lei Mou has no problem, but it would be a pity if we didn't communicate with each other when we came here for the first time and saw so many human friars."

"Yes, elder Lei understands our feelings. I hope you can give us your advice!" A young man next to the old man with Lei's surname opened his mouth, his voice was astringent and his tone was unclear.

Yi Heng frowns slightly. When the old man named Lei spoke before, he didn't feel bad, but he felt very uncomfortable when listening to this voice.

The young man is also a silver Taoist uniform with pale silver complexion. His facial features have no prominent features. His eyes, like those of monk Nalei, pierce into his soul.

"This is the Zhenxing soul clan, specializing in soul cultivation. Although it is Yuanying's cultivation, the soul has been able to transform into form."

There was a voice in his mind. It was Qiu Xiyin who saw his ugly face and frowned slightly. He was afraid that he could not help but burst out. Therefore, the sound transmission explanation naturally had the meaning of reminding.

His heart sank again, and his soul was transformed into a form of attack, just like a demon. He could change the power of his soul into any form of attack and attack from any direction.

I don't know how much hardship I have to suffer in fighting with the demons in that space, so I can barely understand some soul attack methods. Moreover, I haven't had time to understand them. Now, this young Zhenxing soul clan has been able to do it?

"Lei Daoyou, the sooner the better. Aren't you in a hurry?" Seeing that the old man had no intention to do so, the monk Jiang also loosened his tight body.

"Yes, master Jiang, if you are afraid, why don't you let me and the seven fight casually?"

"How dare you

"Boom

In front of the attic, the air suddenly exploded, as if two fast-moving objects collided there.

The young monk in the silver robe and several people around him suddenly stepped back two steps. His face turned pale and his eyes showed a trace of fear. However, he was still staring at the old man named Jiang.

"Do you have a chance to cut in? Do you believe that Jiang killed you on the spot? "Seeing that he was not satisfied with his eyes, the old man with the surname Jiang suddenly stood up.

At this time, Yi hengcai found that the old man named Jiang was more than ten meters tall, but as thin as a bamboo pole. After standing up, he blocked his gaze from the top.

Others don't know, but Yi Heng knows what happened just now.

As soon as the young man uttered his crazy words, a flash of energy came out of the old man's forehead, shaking the surrounding space open and shooting at the young man.

But this energy has not yet been attacked, he was found by the old man surnamed Lei. From his forehead, he also shot out a burst of energy, which collided in front of the attic in an instant.

The old man surnamed Jiang attacked with his soul, while the old man surnamed Lei also intercepted him with his soul.

Naturally, the young people in the silver Daofu suddenly know what's going on. Their eyes first show fear, and then they find that the old man named Lei is beside them, and then they are not satisfied.

"Ha ha, younger kids don't know the rules. If Jiang Daoyou has itchy hands, why don't you practice with Lei?"

"Good! No problem, but I have to tell them not to rush in and kill you kids who don't know the rules on the spot. How about that? "

The face of the old man surnamed Lei became gloomy and incomparable in an instant. Is this an explanation for not rushing into the crowd? This is clearly a reminder of the crowd.

"What Jiang Daoyou means is that you don't dare to fight with me, and you don't want to compete with younger kids?"

"Lei Daoyou think too much. Jiang is just afraid that you don't understand the rules of the younger generation will be killed."

"Hum! Why can the Terran friars occupy this place because they are so weak? "

"Well, you're going to ask them!"

...

Yi Heng felt his growing breath behind the old man with the surname Jiang. He could not help guessing his accomplishments secretly.

On Yuanying is the transformation of God. On the transformation of spirit is the practice of deficiency. On the practice of deficiency is Mahayana. This person is either practicing deficiency or Mahayana. It is impossible for him to be above Mahayana.

But even so, he felt that although he did not directly face the old man's breath, he did not dare to move.

The two men went up and down, arguing with each other, but did not start.

However, all the monks around him had already felt subdued. The old man surnamed Lei was very powerful. Although the old man surnamed Jiang did not shrink back, he showed weakness everywhere.

But between the two people, the air gradually solidified, there is a great potential for a hair trigger.

The two million monks around him did not dare to take a breath for fear of breaking the balance. Some of them took advantage of the maneuvering hand.

Once this kind of friar starts to work, how can he bear the power of a blow in a hundred Li?

"Zhenxing soul clan, silver clothes and silver face, high accomplishments, darker skin color." Qiu Xiyin's voice was transmitted to him again. Although his naked eyes were blocked by the old man surnamed Jiang, his divine sense covered the more than ten people and observed their every move.

At this time smell speech, slightly nod.

"On the Qian character star, there is the heavenly spirit family, while on the Kun character star is the Earth Spirit family. They are beautiful and unique. They seem to be favored by heaven and earth. They are effortless in practice and have a strong sense of aura."

While listening to Qiu Xiyin's explanation, he observed the two people in the attic.

The golden and yellow Taoist costumes are beautiful in appearance. Although they don't speak, they look arrogant. Every move can arouse the aura around them.

The power of these two people's magic is absolutely not comparable to that of the human friars, he said in his heart.

They are still talking nonsense. Since the first meeting, they have criticized each other one after another. They have never thought that a man of such cultivation is not inferior to ordinary people once they have a serious dispute.

"On the gen character star, it is the demon clan, that is, the dark man who is more than three feet tall."

Yi Heng's consciousness moved to the man with black hair.