Chapter 2697: Elite 8 Hall?

Xiao Yi's face under the mask twitched.

"Deputy Commander of the General Palace, can you still fake it?"

When the words fell, Xiao Yi's heart suddenly burst. He suddenly felt that there seemed to be something wrong with these spiritual senses.

The old people around him looked directly at the eight deputy orders floating in front of Xiao Yi.

"No, it's impossible."

"The deputy commander of the main hall, no one dares to forge, and no one has the ability to forge."

"Since the establishment of the Eighth Hall, when the first generation of the main hall master fell, there were these eight ancient deputy orders."

"This is indeed the eight deputy orders."

The surrounding old man squinted his eyes, and the horror in his eyes was extremely strong, "The successor of the Eighth Hall? The first Lord of the Eighth Hall since the Eighth Hall was founded?"

"Heh, heh."

The old man around sneered suddenly.

In the laughter, there is coldness, sarcasm, and disdain.

"The Eighth Palace, has it fallen to this point?"

"The eight chief hall masters of our era should not have fallen. The deputy commander has their breath."

"Oh no, the old thing with the surname Luo should be dead... No, not yet, the breath of the deputy commander of the main hall of the Black Demon Palace has a touch of prohibition on it, and it should be within the past few years. imprinted."

The deputy commander of the main hall will be handed over to the successor.

And if the successor accepts the general order, it means that he is willing to inherit the position of the main hall master. At that time, there will be restrictions between the general order and the deputy order.

And this prohibition needs to be issued by the chief hall master himself.

Therefore, on the eight deputy orders today, there is a forbidden atmosphere branded by the eight chief hall masters.

"Haha." The sneer around him became more intense.

"Those eight old things, good, good, really good."

"The iron rules of the Eighth Palace were disregarded back then."

"now,

Even the iron rules set by the eight first-generation chief hall masters, the first iron rules of our eight halls, were ignored. "

"What does the Eighth Palace look like today?"

"Is it smoky, or is it like sunset?"

Xiao Yi frowned, "I don't quite understand what you mean."

"Don't understand? Hahahaha." The old man around sneered, "Boy, since you have inherited the Eighth Hall and know the detailed information of one of our hall masters, don't tell us you didn't know what happened back then."

"Still pretending to be garlic? Well." Xia Chuan shook his head. "It's a pity that in the Ice Palace, the four ancestors trusted that Luo so much, but in the end, they became Luo's pawn."

"That's it, that's it."

"The Lord of the Eighth Hall?" Gu Lie sneered, "I think, your inheritance as the Lord of the Eighth Hall is not glorious."

"What the Eighth Palace owes us should be repaid."

Tang Zhan shook his head, "Although I knew that the Eighth Palace would definitely fall, I never thought that there would be no bottom line to this point."

"Forget it, Quan should remove some filth for the ancestors of the Eighth Palace."

Han Liang smiled, "I have killed countless people in my life, but I never thought that one day I would kill my own Pao Ze, and I would be the successor of the Eighth Palace."

"Tear up this kid." Yan Fengfeng shouted.

The cloudy and cold spiritual consciousness in the sky attacked like a tide, and the cloudy wind was densely covered, and it came over again.

Xiao Yi's eyes were cold, and he thought of sword intent, and he ran away again in an instant.

The monstrous flames, mysterious sword formations, and vast formations all erupted.

The old man around sneered, "Although we are spiritual consciousness, we also have dignity, so the means we once obtained from the Eighth Temple became our own spiritual consciousness. After entering this Nether Realm, we have never used it again."

"We didn't want to think about those unbearable years."

"It's you... a kid who reminded us and awakened the memory that had been dormant for countless years."

"The ability of the Eighth Palace, do you think we can't?"

boom…

Surrounding spiritual consciousness, more than half of them began to line up neatly.

They have always acted well, but at this moment, they acted mysteriously and formed a great formation.

This is the first time Xiao Yi has seen the great formation of spiritual consciousness.

"Amazing." Xiao Yi's eyes were startled, and the order was forbidden. With such a large number, he could accurately arrange and find his own position.

This group of spiritual consciousness was definitely a terrifying elite before their death, even more powerful than the elite iron guards of the Dongfang family.

"This is called awesome?" Xia Chuan sneered.

"If we were not in a state of spiritual consciousness, the power of the big formation would be ten times more powerful than you think."

"The Eighth Palace today has declined to this point? The successor of the Eighth Palace, this shows a horrified look?"

Boom...boom...boom...boom...

High in the sky, invisible swords, sword formations, shattered.

Under the increase of the large array, the strength of these spiritual senses has become more than several times stronger.

wow... wow... wow... wow...

High in the sky, the flames suddenly dissipated, and they were actually forcibly suppressed by the spiritual consciousness.

"How is that possible." Xiao Yi's eyes were startled.

Spiritual consciousness is a cold thing, and his powerful flames in the world, and the way of fire, can be said to be the nemesis of these.

Now, the anti is suppressed?

"Hmph, although the fire formation is strong, these Xu fire control skills are full of flaws in front of me, Yanfeng." Yanfeng sneered disdainfully.

At the same time, high in the sky, the middle-aged man and countless spiritual consciousnesses suddenly forcibly captured the fire of his soul power and turned it into their own use.

"This..." Xiao Yi's eyes changed.

"Surprised?" Yan Feng sneered again, "Do you know the tempering method of Yaozun Hall? It was created by the first Xiaoxiao."

"The Hall of Medicine Sovereign is essentially refining medicine. The tempering refining method is the only method used to kill enemies. It treats the demon as the material for refining medicine, so that the refining pharmacist can also exert its powerful ability to kill demons."

"I don't know what this fire refining method has been changed to, or what its name has been changed."

"But one of your fire methods just now is the tempering method. You want to use it to deal with our spiritual consciousness. It also has a miraculous effect.

Xiao Yi looked at the middle-aged man in the sky, and also at Yanfeng, "The name of the tempering method has not changed."

"I already knew the name of the first dawn."

"The record in the main hall of Yaozun Hall is also created by the first Xiao."

Xiao Yi said solemnly, "Actually, I don't quite understand what you are talking about."

wow…

Xiao Yi's eyes narrowed, and he still fully controlled Wan Nian's sword intent, showing all his methods incisively and vividly.

It's just that the countless spiritual consciousnesses from the original pressure are now being counter-suppressed.

If this group of spiritual consciousness is really the elite of the Eight Temples, then the consequences...

Facing the siege of the Eighth Palace's elite, and the Eighth Palace's exquisite means, who can resist under this world?

"Don't understand?" Yanfeng has turned into a cold spiritual consciousness, floating a few meters in front of Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi quickly controlled hundreds of invisible swords to resist.

"This is what the Eighth Palace owes us. Now, you pay the debt."

wow... wow... wow...

Around, countless cold spirits roared constantly, and the wind was overwhelming.

It was no longer pure gloomy cold, but extreme anger, endless anger.

Chong…

A sword of spiritual consciousness condensed from Xia Chuan's hand, and a sword of ghosts fell to the sky, smashing invisible swords as it passed along the way.

Xia Chuan was like a gloomy ghost, holding a sword in his hand, and came straight from Xiao Yi.

"If you don't know anything, it's just a pawn and a puppet in the hands of those eight old guys, it doesn't matter."

"Today, only your blood can quench our anger."

Xiao Yi's eyes were startled, his mind moved, and hundreds of invisible swords condensed.

The sword in Xia Chuan's hand was extremely cold and severe, and the momentum along the way was like a broken bamboo. Hundreds of invisible swords were smashed in an instant, and it came straight to Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi only had time to get to one side of the figure, dodged the key point, and the sharp sword pierced his chest heavily.

There was no blood in his chest, but Xiao Yi felt his whole body trembling with spiritual consciousness, and he was in great pain.

"Pfft." His own spiritual consciousness was severely damaged, Xiao Yi's throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

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Fifth more. (burst)

Update today, finished.