Chapter 881 Purple and Black Twin Flames, Are They Friends or Foes?

"Brother! Look, it's Luo Fei!" The disciples also spotted him and hurriedly pointed at Yang Qingxuan, all of them looked unhappy.

Luo Ye was startled, seeing Yang Qingxuan, he shivered all over. The last time I knew that Yang Qingxuan had rushed to the peak of Shattering Nirvana, I never thought about yelling at him, and seeing each other now, I feel even more lingering fear.

"Be careful!" Yang Qingxuan shouted suddenly.

Luo Ye and the others were in a daze for a while, and then they found a black shadow flying towards them. They were all shocked, and shouted: "Who?!"

A total of seven people shot together, and seven sword lights intertwined, slashed at the black shadow.

"Bang! Bang!—"

In an instant, all six swords were broken, only Luo Ye's Zhitian Sword was still intact, but it was also shocked by a huge force, and with a shake of his arm, he flew out.

Zhuang Quan frowned, seeing that Luo Ye was the strongest, he wanted to grab Luo Ye and suck him, but he didn't know that the opponent's sword was good, and it didn't break under his own blow, but flew out instead.

Seeing that Yang Qingxuan was chasing him, he didn't care about catching Luo Ye, so he just grabbed a disciple next to him and flew away in a flash.

Yang Qingxuan's sword flew from a distance, and it fell directly. He didn't care to stop, and with a flash of sword light on his body, he chased after him again.

But one heart sank, that person's current escape speed was almost the same as his own, if he sucked up this living person again, he might really be unable to catch up.

He hesitated for a moment, wanting to use the sun, moon and star wheels to slow down time. But that was one of his trump cards. Before the other party's identity was known, if he was exposed too early, he might cause even bigger troubles.

The arrested Wuya Sword Sect disciple screamed twice, then completely fell silent, only trembling hands and feet remained, but gave up struggling not long after.

After chasing for half a day, Zhuang Quan stopped suddenly.

Yang Qingxuan's heart was shocked, he leaned up, stopped at a distance of thirty feet, and pointed his sword at him.

"Hey."

Zhuang Quan made a sound, then threw away the sucked mummy in his hand, and turned around slowly.

Yang Qingxuan was startled, Zhuang Quan in front of him still looked scorched black, his skin was normal, the wound on his chest was completely healed, his eyes were like a deep well, bottomless, with a strange black glow.

"You, who are you?!" Yang Qingxuan squeezed sweat in his hands, and pointed his sword vigilantly at him. With such weird and terrifying supernatural powers, he must not be a commoner.

"You don't need to know my name, I just want to confirm whether Ziyuan is in your star ring." Zhuang Quan said slowly.

"Oh, you also don't need to know about this question." Yang Qingxuan turned back with a vigilant sneer.

"In that case, I have to test it myself." Zhuang Quan turned cold, raised his hand, and put his fingers together. A large amount of black air gushed out from the body, condensed a finger in the sky, and rushed down.

"It's this trick again, it's useless!" Yang Qingxuan swung his sword and stabbed it.

"boom!"

The sword qi carried the karmic fire and went straight into the black qi, cutting it apart.

But Yang Qingxuan's face changed, revealing a dignified expression. This person's strength has indeed improved!

"It's very good to have cultivated Hongyan to this level." Zhuang Yu praised blankly, raised his hand, and drew a circle in front of him. Countless black lights condensed in the palm of his hand, as if there was a strong aura Suction, incorporating countless rules, finally gave birth to a black flame the size of a mung bean with a "bang".

"Try my black flame." Zhuang Yu's eyes glowed coldly, he pushed lightly with his right palm, and the flame shot out instantly, like a stream of black light.

"Dark Night Flame?!"

Yang Qingxuan was taken aback. He was no stranger to this black flame. He had seen it before in the corner of the black flame, and in the Faguang Conch, but he didn't expect someone to display it directly. This was the first time he had seen it.

He didn't dare to push his sword too far, a little purple light flowed into the sword body from the palm of his hand, and the flames on it flowed down the sword body.

The moment the purple flame gathered at the tip of the sword, Yang Qingxuan stabbed out with the sword.

"Boom!"

Two flames with very different colors collided together, exploding a ball of light, and scattered in all directions.

The sky couldn't bear such a terrible flame rule, and was continuously burned into nothingness.

Yang Qingxuan withdrew his sword and stood in front of his body. After being hit by the impact for a while, he felt that his body was unbearably hot, and the unicorn inside the sword also let out a terrified roar.

"Ziyan?!" Zhuang Quan's black pupils shrank suddenly, and he crossed his hands in front of him to block the impact. His arms were scorched black again, completely unrecognizable.

"You actually have Ziyan in your palm? Who are you?!" Zhuang Quan stared at Yang Qingxuan with horror in his eyes.

"Joke, should I ask you this question? At least you still know my name and know that I am the Qinglong Holy Spirit of this generation, but I don't even know whether you are a man or a woman, a human or a ghost, you still have the face Ask me again and again?" Yang Qingxuan countered coldly.

Zhuang Quan put down his scorched hands, his eyes calmed down a little, and he said, "No wonder Ziyuan will become your star, it seems that you are also a person who has a chance."

Yang Qingxuan sneered and said, "I never said that Ziyuan is my star."

Zhuang Quan frowned, noncommittal, and said, "It doesn't matter whether you admit it or not, I'm basically sure, so protect her well."

Yang Qingxuan froze for a moment, the last sentence made him a little puzzled, his brows frowned even tighter, and said: "Are you an enemy or a friend?"

Zhuang Quan said: "When the interests are the same, we are friends, and when the interests are contrary, we are enemies."

Yang Qingxuan said: "What about now?"

Zhuang Quan said: "Temporarily agree."

Yang Qingxuan said coldly: "Then at least tell me your identity?"

Zhuang Quan smiled and said: "You will know sooner or later. I won't waste your time, and I have to find new flesh and blood. This body is badly damaged, and now even the appearance has not been repaired, and there are internal organs and bones. , Meridians must be repaired by sucking flesh and blood."

What he said was extremely ordinary, like talking about eating, which made Yang Qingxuan's hair stand on end.

"Are you from the Dark Night Clan?" Yang Qingxuan asked.

"I can control the dark night and black flames, so I am naturally a member of the dark night family. You don't have to test me, not only me, but also Ziyuan. The twists and turns, the time has not yet come, and when the time comes, you will naturally understand." Zhuang Quan didn't seem to want to say much, so he turned around and left after speaking.

"What are you pretending to be so profound!" Yang Qingxuan cursed, watching Zhuang Quan leave helplessly, helplessly.

But a heart sank.

Zhuang Quan should not lie to him, and Ziyuan was immediately involved. It seems that Ziyuan is really a member of the Dark Night Clan.

Then what is the relationship between her and Yehou, and Zhuang Quan?

And why was this person able to find him immediately, and knew that he was the Qinglong Holy Spirit, and Ziyuan was the soul?

Yang Qingxuan only felt a little numbness in his scalp, as if a pair of invisible eyes were watching his every move in the dark.