Boom! The starry sky was silent, and there was only the powerful sword aura in the sky, and the sound of madness continued to rage, and the sound of madness sounded.

It lasted for about ten minutes before the light gradually dimmed.

Brush brush.

At that moment, the eyes of the sky turned to the center instantly, but when they saw the scene there, a chill appeared on their backs.

I saw that the void there was already a lot of holes, like the ground, one big hole after another appeared, and some terrifying cracks in the dimensional space appeared, which were very sharp, as if it could kill people's souls, and could tear people into it and exile them in the dimensional space.

Among the ruined fragments of space, Qian Jun was already lying there like a pile of mud, with blood everywhere on his body and bones exposed, his breath was out of breath and he was dying.

The blood and internal organs in the mouth were sprayed like small fountains, and the picture looked terrible.

Gu! Seeing that the elder of the Zhuque Sect was so injured, many people couldn't help swallowing their throats, their eyes were like dead fish eyes.

This is so scary.

If it weren't for the fact that his chest was still slightly undulating, anyone would think that Qian Jun was already a corpse.

The elders of the Zhuque Sect are like a shiny identity. They usually appear as soon as they appear.

But under their noses, they were beaten so hard that they were half-dead by the young powerful people in the God Realm. It really challenged people's imagination.

"Elder..." The silence lasted for a while, and the disciples of the Zhuque Sect finally reacted and rushed forward one by one, looking sad and angry.

Elder Qian Jun ended up in such a miserable fate, and it felt like Wang Teng was hitting their Zhuque Sect's face.

They are worthy of being disciples of the Zhuque Sect and are very wealthy. After giving Elder Qian Jun and taking some healing pills, each of them puts his hands on Elder Qian Jun and injects a lot of energy. Finally, Qian Jun's injuries improved a lot, and his face became slightly rosy.

He stood up again, but there was still a sense of weakness between his eyebrows. He stared at Wang Teng with his eyes like a poisonous snake, and said in a grim voice: "Wang Teng, you..." Obviously, in his opinion, it was also very embarrassing to defeat him in Wang Teng's hands.

But there is no way. Wang Teng is indeed too strong. He has a premonition that even if he does it again, he will probably end up like this.

Moreover, fortunately, his realm is higher than that of Wang Teng, otherwise his current fate would be very likely to be dead.

He couldn't help but feel a sense of shadow on Wang Teng.

"I'm not going to get out of here. If you dare to talk too much, you will become my deceased soul."

Wang Teng calmly stared at Qian Jun who had recovered from one or two, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and casually waved the God-Destroying Sword in his hand, emitting a series of terrible lights that cut through the void, saying.

Qian Jun shrank his neck and looked at the rusty God-Destroying Sword in Wang Teng's hand, and felt a little furious.

The feeling of this knife is indeed too terrifying. It is like a sword of death. Once it is used, the sword energy is like a rainbow and the battle energy is overwhelming, and it is impossible to compete with it.

But if he retreated, wouldn’t the face of Zhuque Sect be lost?

At that moment, he couldn't help but clenched his teeth hard, and finally seemed to think of something, smiled a little hideously, and said, "Wang Teng, you underestimate my Zhuque Sect too much. The power of Zhuque Sect is far from what you can guess. Elder Mo, this person will be handed over to you."

After saying that, he turned around and finally put a quaint sedan chair in the team, saying.

"Uh... there are even elders coming to Zhuque Gate?"

After hearing Qian Jun's words, many people were stunned and slightly shocked. If Qian Jun treats him so respectfully, this man named Elder Mo must be of great significance.

At that moment, one of the eyes suddenly changed and looked to the rear of the team.

I saw that there was indeed a sedan chair there, carried by four people dressed in slaves, which looked very ordinary and not luxurious.

Everyone didn't notice it before.

At this moment, they were only worried about investigating.

I felt a very terrifying aura lurking in the sedan chair, like a sleeping giant beast, which made them slightly awe-inspiring.

Wang Teng narrowed his eyes and stared at the sedan chair with a serious expression. He could also notice that the people in the sedan chair were very unusual.

Although it did not appear, it invisibly revealed a spirit that suppressed all directions. This is far from the demeanor of an ordinary strong man.

"Haha, I didn't expect that such a young powerful man could appear in this God Realm. Even the Qian Army couldn't solve it. It was really surprising."

Under countless curious eyes, the ancient sedan chair was silent first, and then a hoarse laughter came out.

Then an old hand slowly stretched out, opened the curtain of the sedan chair, and then an old man with a slightly hunched figure and a grayish-faced face walked out of it.

The old man was wearing rough clothes, and he couldn't tell that he felt a sense of dignity. His body was not tall, and his face was full of wrinkles, like a chrysanthemum.

A rotten aura was revealed all over his body, as if his life was not long and he was about to go down.

But as soon as it appeared, the entire universe starry sky became quiet.

Countless people felt like they were being held by a big hand, and they felt a little uncomfortable in their breathing, and they were very shocked.

This momentum is indeed a bit scary.

Wang Teng frowned. The old man's aura was indeed very strong. He could not see through it at all. Compared to Qian Jun, he was definitely very powerful. It seemed that even if he was the same elder, he was divided into different levels. Qian Jun was only the lowest level, otherwise this old man would be one of the top level.

"Be careful, it seems that the "big figure" who wants to devour the peaceful and long life is the surname Mo."

At this time, the old master of Tianxing Martial Arts Mansion frowned and pondered for a while before his voice turned into a thin thread and reached Wang Teng's ears.

"My last name?"

A flash of lightning flashed through Wang Teng's mind. Could it be that this is the old ghost?

At this moment, Wang Teng looked at Elder Mo again and found that his death aura was very strong. According to Shou Yuan, he should have died long ago.

But there was an external vitality that suppressed the dead energy, so that it could continue to survive.

In other words, it was to devour the Tianxing Martial Arts Mansion, and many young people's flesh and blood, which made him survive more.

However, this is just a treatment of symptoms but not the root cause.

If you want to live a long life for a long time, Ansheng's immortal body is indeed the only way to do it. No wonder he is so concerned about Ansheng.
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