Chapter 1629 See Through

rumbling...

"what happened?"

"what happened……"

"It's the direction of the palace..."

Zhuo Bufan also felt a violent tremor outside the secret realm, frowned, and secretly said: "Could it be that they have already broken through the seal?"

"Could it be that the two suzerains have opened the seal?" Terashima's face showed excitement.

"If the seal is opened, the suzerain will notify us, so don't mess around." Nakano reminded.

The three of them continued to patrol the periphery, and two monks from the Yin-Yang Divine Sect headed towards the palace.

"I have met the two elders, Kawada and Kurosaki."

When Terashima and Nakano saw the two of them, they immediately bowed respectfully and shouted respectfully.

"Hmm." The two white-haired old men nodded, glanced at them, and quickly flew towards the palace.

Just after they flew about a thousand meters, suddenly the two turned around, and one of them slapped Zhuo Bufan. The two horses combined into one, which was comparable to the blow of a Jindan stage monk.

"Has it been discovered?"

Zhuo Bufan immediately exploded with a thousand times the combat power, forming an aura shield outside his body, easily blocking the blow.

"The two elders..."

"Jiang Teng North Bank..."

Terashima and Nakano were taken aback for a moment, and then widened their eyes.

"The soul fires of Jiang Teng, Shui Yuan, and Qin Chi have been extinguished, you can't be Jiang Teng Bei'an!" Elder Heisaki shouted loudly.

"I didn't expect it to be discovered so quickly. It's really boring."

The corner of Zhuo Bufan's mouth curled up into a weird smile, and his figure changed slightly, returning to its original appearance.

"Who are you……"

"Zhuo, Zhuo Bufan..."

"Which demon is it?"

No one in the Yin-Yang Shenzong knows Zhuo Bufan's appearance.

"Didn't expect to meet me here?"

Zhuo Bufan showed a cold smile, pulled out the Ice Emperor Rain Sword, and slashed away in the air, and the four golden sword beams slashed towards the rest of the four Yin-Yang-style gods.

The four of them didn't even have a chance to react, they were cut in half by the golden sword light, and their souls were instantly corroded and destroyed by the sword energy.

With a thousand-fold combat power, even ordinary strongmen at the Golden Core stage and the Sun Wheel Realm can't compete, let alone four monks who haven't even reached the Golden Core stage.

But by doing so, Zhuo Bufan completely exposed his identity.

Many cultivators in the Eastern Emperor Bell have already discovered the spiritual energy fluctuations here, and they all flew in this direction.

Inside the golden palace.

The moment Zhuo Bufan slashed out the golden sword light, the faces of Izanami and Yizanazhi changed color at the same time.

"It's Zhuo Bufan's breath!"

"I didn't expect this guy to come now."

"Damn it, you actually came to make trouble at such a critical moment." Yi Xie clenched his fist hard, his eyes seemed to be burning with anger.

There was a transparent barrier in front of the two of them, rippling like waves, and inside it were magic weapons and pills piled up like hills, which were the treasures left by the ancestors of the Yin Yang style Shenzong.

Ever since Qingming died in the golden secret realm, Izanami and Izanachi have been thinking of a way. They are afraid of being retaliated by Zhuo Bufan, and the only way is to strengthen their own strength.

After spending a lot of effort, the two broke through the enchantment of the secret realm of the Eastern Emperor Bell and entered the Eastern Emperor Bell to search for treasures. Unexpectedly, Zhuo Bufan would appear at this time.

"Namei, you find a way to break through this layer of barrier as soon as possible, and I'll go out to deal with Zhuo Bufan." Yizan gritted his teeth, two balls of cold light shot out from his eyes.

"But now he..."

Izanami frowned, obviously worried.

"Even if he is a genius disciple of Xuanjiezong, so what, are you afraid that killing him will cause the anger of Xuanjiezong? At worst, kill him, and we will find a way to leave Lanxing." Yizanzhi said, the person has turned into a A ray of light disappeared into the palace.

Izanami sighed, and now she regretted provoking Zhuo Bufan, otherwise she wouldn't have let Yin Yang Shizong come to this point.

"Zhuo Bufan, you must die."

Izanami gritted her teeth viciously, and immediately concentrated on cracking the enchantment barrier in front of her after speaking.

"The disciples of the Yin-Yang Divine Sect listen to the order and intercept and kill Zhuo Bufan. Whoever can kill Zhuo Bufan will be rewarded with millions of top-grade spirit stones."

Izan's voice almost spread throughout the golden secret realm.

As long as the monks of the Yin-Yang Shenzong reach the innate stage, almost all of them have gathered in the Eastern Emperor Bell, so that Zhuo Bufan is not going to the Yin-Yang Shenzong sect, and more than two hundred monks turn into streaks of light towards Zhuo Bufan.

Zhuo Bufan has a very vicious reputation, and all the disciples of the Yin Yang Style Shenzong know it.

But everyone didn't believe that Zhuo Bufan could hold on even though hundreds of monks attacked at the same time, there are always people who are lucky.

"Thunderbolt!"

"Fire snake..."

"Violent Wind Scroll..."

"Sandbunch..."

All kinds of spells are overwhelming, coming towards Zhuo Bufan.

Most of the Yin-Yang Shenzongs are magicians, and there are also some warriors.

The spellcasters began to release spells from a long distance, and even set up magic circles to gather powerful spells.

rumbling...

Puchi puchi...

Zizizi... One after another bright spells made the air vibrate. It seemed that the entire space could not withstand the attack of such energy and was about to collapse. However, this was only a superficial phenomenon. The elder of Xuanjiezong

strength.

It's just that the power of the technique gathered by hundreds of monks at the same time is also amazing.

Zhuo Bufan exploded with a thousand times fighting power, propped up a huge aura shield outside his body, and attacked with spells on the shield, shooting gorgeous 'sparks', and the aura shield felt a bit crumbling.

"cut!"

Zhuo Bufan held the Ice Emperor Rain Sword and slashed it towards the back. The bodies of the three warriors who were good at invisibility were immediately torn apart from the middle, and dissipated like wind and clouds.

Zhuo Bufan resisted the attacks of the magicians outside, and dealt with the warriors who were close to him.

The Ice Emperor Rain Sword in his hand seemed to be the weapon of the god of death, and the warriors who passed by perished one after another. After all, there are too many differences in strength, and they are basically in a state of being crushed. It is not uncommon for ants to kill elephants, but these disciples of Xuanjiezong are obviously too few, not to mention that they have not cooperated with the release of spells, and the power of spells cannot be fully exerted. Maximum

Spend.

"Three thousand light and shadow swords!"

Zhuo Bufan slashed four close warriors with a single sword, and immediately squeezed out a spell in his hand. The golden lightsabers in the sky burst out with cold golden light, turning into hesitation and lasing towards the farther away spellcaster.

For a moment, the entire secret realm was wailing.

The monks of Xuanjiezong became more and more frightened as they fought more and more. Hundreds of people could not beat Zhuo Bufan, a monk at the alchemy stage.

Two monks from the Xuanjie Sect turned pale with fright, and immediately fled towards the Eastern Emperor's secret border, but before they could fly a hundred meters away, their bodies were split in two from the middle and fell. I saw a tall man wearing ancient battle armor appearing in front of the two fallen monks, holding two black long knives in both hands.