A group of melon-eating people had mixed reactions. Many people reacted, looked at the direction where the instigators disappeared, and started talking in surprise.
"It turned out that I thought it was an evenly matched battle. There was no hundreds of rounds of fighting, and there would be no winner. After all, there are so many outstanding disciples of the great religion, including the Holy Son of Yin Yang, who besieged Ji Haoyue and others!"
"That's right! Even if we are defeated, we shouldn't know the result so quickly. It only shows that this group of people all have their own hidden agendas. They all have their own little Jiujiu, and they run away as soon as they see something is not right!"
"In my opinion, the Yin Yang Holy Son and the Ice God Palace Holy Son were the main conspirators in blocking the Ji family brothers and sisters. They knew the truth and deserved their death. But those few people died in a daze. They were killed without knowing why."
The monks who were watching were in an uproar, speaking out one after another, and some people sorted out the causes and consequences, and analyzed it clearly and logically, much like this.
"It's over now? I just came here and the battle is over. I'm so lonely!" A young monk complained depressedly.
When he arrived, he saw Ji Haoyue's back, killing Yin Yang Saint He Chou with one palm strike, and then turning away. After finding someone to understand the situation, he realized that he had missed a wonderful moment.
There are many people like that young monk, and there are also people who joined the melon-eating army in the middle. They can only reveal it through people who have witnessed the whole process. They have not seen it with their own eyes, so they have no regrets.
Ji Yiyun watched the backs of Little Black Bear and the others hurriedly leaving. He was thoughtful and pondered a little. Just as he was about to follow up and take a look, he felt two powerful auras at the end of the sky approaching this place very quickly.
He retracted his steps and turned to look behind him. Ji Yiyun knew why Pang Bo was anxious. It turned out that Yin Yang Holy Son He Chou and others had helpers. Their original unreasonable actions had reasonable explanations at this moment.
"How could there be a powerful person outside the world of Immortal Mansion? Could it be that he was passing by?" On the other side of the mountain where Ji Yiyun was, Duan De soon felt the two powerful auras approaching. His face changed again and again, and his fat body trembled. He said to himself: "It turns out those guys are running as fast as rabbits. They are coming for them. If I had known, I would have escaped first. The two old guys are here, and it is already too late!"
Duan De had quick hands and quick eyes. He made gestures with his hands and kept tapping them on the mountain wall. He was carving Tao patterns to hide himself.
Although Duan De has no talent in cultivation, he is also not good in terms of combat power. He basically relies on traps or formations to fight against the enemy. @*~~
But his ability to sense danger is quite outstanding, otherwise he would always visit the ancestral graves of many great powers, and there are also many great emperor inherited powers. If it were other people, even if their cultivation levels were several times higher, they would not dare to touch these great powers. I don’t even know how many times my butt has been dusted.
When Duan De arranged the hidden formation, two powerful figures were already approaching. Both of them were as skinny as firewood, with white beard and hair. One was in a green shirt and the other was in a gold coat. They looked lifeless and had not looked better than a few years ago. Living, dying is the most appropriate way to describe them.
Ji Yiyun and Duan De were the only ones who could sense their arrival. Apart from them, the other group of melon-eating monks knew nothing about it.
Those gathered to talk and discuss the battle that had just occurred. Many people knew each other. They said goodbye to each other in twos and threes, and some flew away separately.
"Brush! Brush!"
The two powerful figures flew to the sky above the battlefield just now and stood in the air. Their consciousness scanned all directions unscrupulously, but they did not find the person they were looking for.
The haggard old man in green shirt was a long-lived elder of the Yin Yang Sect. He looked at the old man in gold clothes from the Ice God Palace, but without speaking, his hoarse voice sounded in that man's ears, saying: " Yes, this place is good, and the aura of the Holy Son still remains here, but where are their people?"
The old man in golden clothes shook his head and said that he didn't know. He looked at a group of melon-eating monks in the distance and said indifferently: "My Holy Son of the Ice Palace did not inform me. The battle here ended not long ago, and they must know what happened! Fellow Taoist Wencheng, should you wait for notification or show up to ask questions?"
Ji Yiyun, who was hiding, looked up at the two old men and observed them with interest. Whether the two of them would continue to hide in the dark or show up was a question.
As powerful people, the two of them are not unknown people. They are the supreme elders of a great religion, and they are not weak among the powerful people. They are majors in the Beidou Star Territory.
Basically, the forces have specially recorded the image of the two people, as well as the unique aura of the sect.
"No wait, we are hunting the number one member of the Ji Dao Ancient Family. The opportunity is fleeting. So what if they see it? After asking questions, kill them all!" The Supreme Elder of the Yin Yang Sect said coldly. _o_m
Even if a group of melon-eating monks are almost gone, excluding Ji Yiyun and Duan De, there are still more than a dozen people present. In the eyes of the Supreme Elder of the Yin-Yang Sect, they are like a group of pigs and sheep, and they are wiped out at will. This is a Cruel person.
The two of them arranged the life and death of a group of people in just a few words. They walked through the air, left the dilapidated battlefield in a few steps, and came to the top of a group of people. They no longer hid their figures, and the aura belonging to the realm of great power was clearly revealed. .
Similarly, the Supreme Elder of Ice God Palace is not a good person either. He sneered and said: "It suits me just right. Killing them all will save trouble. As long as no one knows about us, those sects will die without any evidence!"
The two of them decided the life and death of a group of people with just a few words. They took a few steps away from the dilapidated battlefield and came to the top of everyone's heads. They no longer hid their figures, and the aura belonging to the realm of great power was clearly revealed.
"These...are these two powerful men?" No matter what they were doing, a group of melon-eating monks stopped, looked up at the sky, and looked at the sudden appearance of the two haggard old men in surprise.
One of them was a monk from Zhongzhou. He recognized the old man in a green shirt, his face changed, and he secretly said: "Oh no, one of them is the Supreme Elder of the Yin Yang Sect. If he knew that the Holy Son of Yin Yang was killed by Ji Haoyue, They will definitely vent their anger on us, what can we do?"
Faced with the oppressive momentum of the two powerful men, a young man stepped forward and saluted with clasped fists. Taking a chance, he said tremblingly: "I have seen the two seniors and I don't know what happened. The juniors know everything and answer them one by one!" "
"Yes!" The Supreme Elder of the Yin Yang Sect nodded slightly, knowing that he could not show his murderous intent now and show the normal and powerful attitude of a senior.
"Let me ask you, where did the Holy Son of Yin Yang and the Holy Son of the Divine Palace who fought with others just now go?" The Supreme Elder of the Ice Divine Palace said indifferently, restraining his dispersed momentum and pressing down on a group of people. If you dare not respond, you will be killed.
A young monk carefully looked at the faces of the two looking at him. He was a little confused. Seeing them looking at him expressionlessly, he finally did not dare to hide it and answered truthfully: "This... back to the two seniors, Yin Yang Shengzi and Bing. The Holy Son of God is dead!"
"What... are all dead?" The Supreme Elder of the Yin Yang Sect was furious and could not remain calm. He spread his beard and hair, fell from the sky, caught the young monk, and quickly asked: "Who killed him in the end?".
The young monk felt the threat of death and said in horror: "Due to the opportunity of the ancient cave, the Holy Son of Yin Yang and the Holy Son of Ice God Palace led a group of people to stop Ji Haoyue, but were defeated by Ji Haoyue... and... the huge Bodhisattva of the Monster Clan. Demons... this junior only knows so much!"
Hearing this, the Supreme Elder of the Ice God Palace changed his color, then became murderous and asked gloomily: "Where are Ji Haoyue and others?"
In the crowd, a young monk couldn't stand the terrifying force of oppression. He pointed to the direction Ji Haoyue left and rushed back: "I know this. The direction Ji Haoyue left is deep in the world of Immortal Mansion!"
The Supreme Elder of the Yin-Yang Sect did not move and signaled the Supreme Elder of the Ice God Palace to come back. Then he looked down at the group of people below and said coldly: "That's a good answer. Since you are of no use anymore, you can go die now!"
After speaking, they opened their mouths together, and then closed them. A terrifying aura swept across the world, and the icy biting cold enveloped a group of people, including more than a dozen peaks, including the peak where Ji Yiyun was. .
