Chapter 6162 The origin of Black and White!

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

When the middle-aged man in black robe and the middle-aged man in white robe saw this, they immediately stepped forward to stop him.

However, Huang Qingyun was faster than them and stopped in front of the two of them.

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

Huang Qingyun raised his neck and looked at them with contempt, "Brother Lin said just now... you deliberately did not reveal the skills and magical methods you practiced. You were just using your cultivation power to suppress him."

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

The middle-aged man in black robe also frowned in confusion when he heard Huang Qingyun's words.

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

When Huang Qingyun said this, there was a ferocious murderous intent in his eyes, and the coldness on his pretty face was like ice that would last forever, which stunned both the middle-aged man in black robe and the middle-aged man in white robe.

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

Huang Qingyun said coldly: "Who I am... is not important. What is important is... One hundred thousand years ago, we were able to kill you Nine Nether Demon Palace and run away with your head covered. Today, one hundred thousand years later, you are still no match for us!"

"The third prince's status as a prince has finally come to an end."

"How dare you collude with the Nine Nether Demon Palace!"

Huang Qingyun's words were like thunder, frightening the expressions of the middle-aged man in white robe and the middle-aged man in black robe.

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

"What should we do now?" The middle-aged man in black robe whispered to the middle-aged man in white robe: "Huang Qingyun obviously knows our identity? How did she find out?"

"What should I do now?"

"Are you going to hunt down Lin Bai and take back Xia Jingzhi?"

"Or should we kill Huang Qingyun here?"

This is where the middle-aged people in black robes and middle-aged people in white robes are most confused.

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

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

Chasing Lin Bai and recapturing Xia Jingzhi can ensure that the third prince is safe and sound.

But once Huang Qingyun returns alive, their identities as warriors of the Nine Nether Demon Palace will be completely exposed.

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

Dilemma.

The middle-aged man in black robe could not make a choice for a while.

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

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

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

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

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

The middle-aged man in white robe said coldly: "I can't care so much anymore. Let's solve the troubles in front of us first. Let's deal with the troubles in the future later."

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

Finished.

The figure of the middle-aged man in white robe flickered, turning into a shadow and trying to escape.

Huang Qingyun looked at it, snorted coldly, and stamped his foot suddenly in the void. The terrifying power caused a ripple in the space.

There was a loud rumble.

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

The expression 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."

"If there's anything weird, just smash it to pieces with one palm!" The middle-aged man in black robes opened his eyes angrily, with black smoke billowing from his body, and he used the magical method.

The middle-aged man in black robe turned into thousands of figures in a flash, and all struck Huang Qingyun with a palm. Suddenly, the palm prints that covered the sky and the sun hit Huang Qingyun.

The magical power of the Nine Nether Demon Palace! Thousands of Worlds Palm!

"She can't be my opponent. I stopped her. Stop wasting your time and go find Lin Bai!"

The moment the middle-aged man in black robe took action, he said to the middle-aged man in white robe.

When the middle-aged man in white robe saw this, the moment the middle-aged man in black robe took action, he escaped again and chased Lin Bai.

Huang Qingyun originally intended to stop him, but at this moment, the middle-aged man in black robe attacked with all his strength, leaving Huang Qingyun with no time to distract.

There was a bang.

Huang Qingyun was beaten away by the middle-aged man in black robe.

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

With blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, Huang Qingyun raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man in black robe, "You know I'm not your opponent before we've even 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. They are arrogant and arrogant."

The middle-aged man in black robe frowned, "You tell me one hundred thousand years ago, one hundred thousand years ago... as if you had personally experienced that war."

Huang Qingyun's red lips showed a charming smile. He raised his head slightly and looked at the white fish belly on the horizon. She sighed softly, "I...have really experienced it!"

Uh-huh...

As soon as these words came out, the middle-aged man in black robe was stunned.

Huang Qingyun withdrew his gaze from the horizon and looked at the middle-aged man in black robe again, his eyes changed subtly.

Those eyes were filled with supreme majesty.

It's like the emperor of the world is looking at the people of the world.

Her aura began to change, and her cultivation strength also continued to improve. In just an instant, she reached the cultivation level of the high-grade Daluo Daoguo realm.

"Your cultivation level..." The middle-aged man in black robe was in disbelief, "Daluo Daoguo!"

"Have you been hiding your strength?"

"No no no no……"

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

Huang Qingyun's aura changed, and he looked at the black-robed middle-aged man coldly, "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 appeared at the corner of Huang Qingyun's lips, "When you go to hell or purgatory, just ask your seniors from the 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 whole body stand on end.

next moment.

Huang Qingyun appeared in front of the black-robed middle-aged man like a ghost and struck him in the face with a palm.

"No!" The middle-aged man in black robe defended with all his strength, but Huang Qingyun's palm was like steel hitting a melon, shattering the middle-aged man in black robe's defense, and at the same time sending the middle-aged man in black robe flying away!

Pfft... The middle-aged man in black robe flew backwards while blood spurted out from his mouth.

"Still so vulnerable!" Huang Qingyun's cold eyes showed strong contempt.