4228. Chapter 4228 Changes in the Nine Heavens Holy Palace 5
While thinking, Leng Xuan's eyes moved upward slightly. Suddenly, he discovered that there was a faint light shield in the sky above his head. "Boundary!" No wonder no one noticed. It turned out that Hou Qiang and the others had already set up a barrier here to block all sounds.
He laughed, then stood up and rushed directly towards the light barrier. As he was flying, all his true energy was flowing, converging on his right fist. Suddenly, a bright golden light bloomed instantly. "The dragon raises its head!" With a low shout, Leng Xuan waved his steel fist and struck out with a bang. Immediately, a ferocious dragon head condensed with golden light was seen striking towards the light barrier. There was a loud bang, and the light shield covering the top of the ancestral hall immediately shattered. When the mask was destroyed, a deep voice was heard from the sea of fire: "Retreat!" As the voice fell, the middle-aged man who injured Luo Shan rose into the sky from the sea of fire. The corners of Leng Xuan's lips slightly raised, and his smile contained a cold meaning: "Escape? It's too late!" After saying this, he moved, and his steel fists condensed, from top to bottom, like a tiger coming out of its cage, charging at the middle-aged man fiercely. The man's head was blown away. The middle-aged man raised his head and saw Leng Xuan's steel fist gradually enlarging in his eyes, and couldn't help but growl. Then, he put his hands together and raised his head high, like a sword, to face Leng Xuan's attack. When the boxers met, a dull sound came between the two. Immediately, Leng Xuan's body suddenly flew back under the impact of the force, and he flipped several times in mid-air before he stabilized his body. The middle-aged man also felt uncomfortable under Leng Xuan's powerful blow. His figure that was originally rising fell into the sea of fire again.
This time, Ling Xuejiu didn't give him a chance to escape. When he fell into the sea of fire, Ling Xuejiu swayed and disappeared in a trance. The next moment he appeared, he was already in front of the opponent. When the middle-aged man reacted, Ling Xuejiao's jade hand had already been printed on his chest. Hearing the screams coming from the middle-aged man's mouth, Leng Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, and then slowly fell to Luo Shan's side. As soon as he landed, he heard dozens of piercing sounds coming from not far away. Not long after, dozens of disciples from the Nine Heavens Holy Palace appeared in mid-air and surrounded the ancestral hall. The leader among them is Qiu Fengying, the master of Jiutian Holy Palace.
Leng Xuan bowed his hands to Qiu Fengying, and said with a smile on his lips: "Palace Master Qiu, we meet again." Qiu Fengying looked at Leng Xuan, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, and a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes. She said in a cold voice: "Leng Xuan, why are you here? Did you escape from the ghost prison?" Leng Xuan smiled and said: "Palace Master Qiu, if you want to know the answer, you'd better solve the trouble in front of you first. Bar."
Qiu Fengying turned to look at the sea of rising flames, raised her hands and said: "Arrest all these people." After a pause, she turned her eyes, looked at Leng Xuan and said: "And him, arrest them together. "Hearing her order, dozens of disciples responded in unison, and then urged their bodies to rush towards the sea of fire. However, at this moment, a cold voice was heard from the sea of fire: "No need to do anything more." As the voice fell, the sea of fire in the courtyard gradually disappeared. Seeing the girl standing upright in the field, Qiu Fengying's expression changed slightly, and she asked in surprise: "Saint?"