Chapter 6111

Lin Bai stepped on the flying sword and galloped towards the imperial capital.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man in black robe and the middle-aged man in white robe wanted to dodge to stop them.

Huang Qingyun was faster than them and stopped in front of them.

"Holy Maiden of Holy Lotus Palace, Huang Qingyun, Miss Huang..." The middle-aged man in the black robe was stopped by Huang Qingyun, and his face showed dissatisfaction, "With all due respect, you... can't stop us."

Huang Qingyun raised her neck and looked at them contemptuously, "Brother Lin said just now...you deliberately didn't reveal the exercises and divine passages you practiced, and you were just suppressing him with your strength."

"But even so, I still smell the stench on your bodies!"

Hearing Huang Qingyun's words, the middle-aged man in black frowned in confusion.

Huang Qingyun sneered and said: "I have dealt with the Nine Nether Demon Palace for so many years, and I can smell the stench of the exercises they practice, even if it is buried in my bones."

When Huang Qingyun said these words, there was a murderous intent in her eyes, and the coldness on her pretty face was like ice that would never melt for thousands of years, making both the middle-aged man in black and the middle-aged man in white stunned.

"Who are you?" The muscles in the corners of the eyes of the middle-aged man in the black robe twitched.

Huang Qingyun said coldly: "Who I am...it doesn't matter, what's important is...a hundred thousand years ago, we were able to kill you in the Nine Nether Demon Palace, and today, a hundred thousand years later, you are still no match for us!"

"The third prince's status as a prince has been accomplished."

"How dare you hook up with the Nine Nether Demon Palace!"

Huang Qingyun's words sounded like thunder, and the expressions of the middle-aged man in white robe and the middle-aged man in black robe changed greatly in fright.

For a moment, the two of them didn't know what to do.

"What should we do now?" The black-robed middle-aged man whispered to the white-robed middle-aged man via sound transmission: "This Huang Qingyun obviously knows our identities? How did she know?"

"What should I do now?"

"To hunt down Lin Bai and take Xia Jingzhi back?"

"Or kill Huang Qingyun here?"

This is where the black-robed middle-aged and the white-robed middle-aged are most entangled.

It is also the perfect place for Huang Qingyun's plan.

At this moment, Huang Qingyun skillfully made herself a bait, attracting the attention of the middle-aged man in black robe and the middle-aged man in white robe.

Chasing down Lin Bai and taking back Xia Jingzhi will ensure that the third prince is safe and sound.

However, once Huang Qingyun returned alive, the identity of the two of them as warriors of the Nine Nether Demon Palace would be completely exposed.

If Huang Qingyun was killed here, then Lin Bai would definitely bring Xia Jingzhi back to the imperial capital, and the third prince would be helpless.

Dilemma.

The middle-aged man in black robe couldn't make a choice for a while.

The middle-aged man in the white robe also narrowed his eyes, and the easy-going and warm smile on his face completely disappeared. He said coldly via voice transmission: "You stay and deal with Huang Qingyun, and I will go after Lin Bai."

"Don't tell me that your cultivation at the top Daoguo realm of Daluo can't even deal with a middle-rank Taiyi Daoguo realm warrior?"

The middle-aged man in black robe asked: "Are you going to kill her?"

The middle-aged man in the white robe said: "It's best to kill him, otherwise, there will be endless troubles."

The middle-aged man in the black robe sighed: "She is the Saintess of the Holy Lotus Palace. If she is killed, the Holy Lotus Palace will not let it go, and there will be endless troubles."

The middle-aged man in the white robe said in a cold voice: "I can't control that much anymore, let's solve the troubles in front of me first, and let's talk about the troubles in the future."

The middle-aged man in black robe felt that what the middle-aged man in white robe said made sense, so he nodded, "Then you go, don't let Lin Bai go!"

finished.

The figure of the middle-aged man in the white robe flickered and turned into a shadow that was about to escape.

Huang Qingyun took a look, snorted coldly, stomped her foot in the void, and the terrifying force caused ripples in the space to spread.

There was a loud bang.

The figure of the middle-aged man in the white robe was abruptly shaken out.

The complexion of the middle-aged man in white robe changed drastically, and he looked at Huang Qingyun in horror, "This little girl is a bit weird."

"What's so weird, just smash it with one palm!" The middle-aged man in black robe opened his eyes angrily, his body was covered in black smoke, and he unleashed the magic channel.

The black-robed middle-aged man turned into tens of thousands of figures in a flash, all of them slapped Huang Qingyun, and the palm prints that covered the sky and the sun hit Huang Qingyun's body.

Nine Nether Demon Palace supernatural powers! Thousand palms!

"She can't be my opponent, I'll stop him, don't waste your time, go find Lin Bai!"

The moment the middle-aged man in black robe made his move, he said to the middle-aged man in white robe.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man in the white robe fled away again at the moment when the middle-aged man in the black robe made his move, chasing after Lin Bai.

Huang Qingyun originally wanted to stop him, but at this moment, the black-robed middle-aged man was attacking with all his strength, and Huang Qingyun had no time to be distracted.

bang.

Huang Qingyun was sent flying by the black-robed middle-aged man.

"Miss Huang, you are no match for me!" The black-robed middle-aged man said coldly, "It's a pity that you know something you shouldn't know, and I can't let you live."

With blood hanging from the corner of Huang Qingyun's mouth, she raised her head to look at the middle-aged man in black robe, "You know that I'm not your opponent before you have fought?"

"Are you so confident?"

"The warriors of the Nine Nether Demon Palace are still the same as they were a hundred thousand years ago, arrogant and conceited."

The black-robed middle-aged man frowned, "You talked about one hundred thousand years ago, one hundred thousand years ago... as if you had personally experienced that great war."

Huang Qingyun showed a charming smile on her red lips. He slightly raised his head and looked at Yubai in the sky. She sighed softly, "I... have really experienced it!"

Swish...

As soon as this remark came out, the middle-aged man in black robe was dumbfounded.

Huang Qingyun withdrew her gaze from the horizon, and when she looked at the middle-aged man in black again, a subtle change occurred in her gaze.

Those eyes were filled with a supreme majesty.

It's like the emperor of the world, examining the people of the world.

Her aura began to change, and her cultivation strength also continued to increase. In just a moment, she reached the cultivation level of the top-rank Dao Luo Dao Fruit realm.

"Your cultivation..." The black-robed middle-aged man couldn't believe it, "Daluo Daoguo!"

"Have you been hiding your strength?"

"No no no no……"

"You're not hiding your strength, it's more like...recovering your strength?"

Huang Qingyun's aura changed, and she looked coldly at the middle-aged man in black, "I have to deal with you as soon as possible, otherwise Brother Lin will be in danger."

The middle-aged man in black robe asked, "Who are you!"

A sneer twitched at the corner of Huang Qingyun's mouth, "When you go to hell, or go to purgatory, just ask your seniors from Nine Nether Demon Palace."

As soon as the voice fell, Huang Qingyun disappeared in front of the middle-aged man in black robe.

A suffocating sense of threat surged towards the middle-aged man in black robe, making his hair stand on end.

next moment.

Huang Qingyun appeared in front of the black-robed middle-aged man like a ghost, and slammed a palm at his face.

"Not good!" The black-robed middle-aged man defended with all his strength, but Huang Qingyun's palm hit the melon like steel, shattering the black-robed middle-aged man's defense, and at the same time knocking the black-robed middle-aged man flying!

Pfft... The middle-aged man in the black robe flew backwards, and at the same time, he kept spurting blood from his mouth.

"It's still so vulnerable!" Huang Qingyun's indifferent eyes showed strong contempt.

(end of this chapter)

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