Ancestor Hongyuan stood in the sky and saw the light radiating from the valley. He cautiously took half a step back. Then he suddenly saw that he was a monk in the alchemy stage, and his face relaxed slightly.
He raised his head and laughed, "Haha! Nephew, your master is not in the valley?"
Even at this moment, he still wanted to confirm again to avoid the possibility that there was really a master in the valley, and that he did not appear just because he could not escape temporarily.
Those sects who thought that the other sect had no masters and went to attack other sects, ended up bumping into the great monks who came out of seclusion, and in turn were killed instantly. This kind of thing also happens in the fifth heaven.
Hao Ren looked at him, but without even looking back, he just shot out a golden light.
Ancestor Hongyuan did not expect that the monks in the Danjie stage would dare to attack him, so he hurriedly moved half a meter away and stretched out his hands to resist.
Bang...
The golden light hit the palm of Ancestor Hongyuan's hand, knocking Ancestor Hongyuan back half a step!
Mo Lianshan and the others did not expect that Hao Ren would dare to attack the Nascent Soul cultivator. After a closer look, what Hao Ren was holding in his hand was not the magic weapon of his great uncle, the Fantian Seal!
"Junior! How dare you!" Ancestor Hongyuan was furious.
His majestic Nascent Soul Stage monk was actually half a step back by the Pill Formation Stage monks! Of course, he also felt that facing the Pill Formation Stage monks, there was no need to take out the magic weapon and pick it up with bare hands, so he suffered a small loss.
Hao Ren snorted coldly, sat on Xiao Bai's back, and made three more golden seals.
His realm is higher than Duan Yao's, and the power of this heavenly seal is also stronger.
Three golden seals roared towards Ancestor Hongyuan.
The group of monks from the Tianshan Sect in Mo Lian Mountain were extremely happy to see it. What they wanted was this effect, so that both Patriarch Hongyuan and Hao Ren would suffer losses!
call out……
The four colored lights on the soles of Xiaobai's feet suddenly lit up again.
The speed of escape in the Nascent Soul stage!
Ancestor Hongyuan struck out with a palm, but he did not expect that the third-level snow lion could fly so fast. This palm destroyed three golden seals that flew towards him, and the rest were completely empty.
And this direction is exactly where Mo Lianshan and the others gathered to rest!
Mo Lianshan and the other dozens of monks in the alchemy stage were shocked and hurriedly took out their own magic weapons.
But there are dozens of them, and they may not be able to beat the Nascent Soul Stage monks, especially this palm was struck by Patriarch Hongyuan in anger!
Bang...
The magic weapons were flying, and the group of monks in the alchemy stage of Mo Lianshan were also blown up.
"Ancestor Hongyuan, what do you mean?" Mo Lianshan was a monk in the Dan Formation stage, but he was not afraid of this fifth-level Nascent Soul Ancestor, so he immediately asked fiercely.
From Mo Lianshan's perspective, the Hongyuan ancestor might have done this on purpose! This ancestor had just been kicked off by his master and uncle, and he still had resentment in his heart, so he wanted to take advantage of them!
Ancestor Hongyuan took it for a while. He couldn't say that he missed the target, but he was even more annoyed when he was scolded by a junior who was in the Dan Formation stage. He snorted heavily and refused to explain.
Boom boom boom!
Hao Ren flew to a high place, picked up three golden seals, and then blasted towards Ancestor Hongyuan.
He is in the middle level of Gen level, which is equivalent to the late stage of pill formation. He can use the fire spiritual power in his body to use this fire magic weapon with ease.
"Junior, I will accept your magic weapon!" Ancestor Hongyuan was still a monk at the Nascent Soul stage after all. Facing such an attack, he was not afraid at all. He crushed the three gold seal patterns with his bare hands and then grabbed Hao Ren fiercely.
A hazy handprint appeared in his palm, grabbing at Hao Ren in the void.
Hao Ren threw away the Fantian Seal, rode Xiaobai, and hurriedly circled around for dozens of meters.
"Hahaha!" Ancestor Hongyuan pinched Fan Tianyin excitedly, "This magic weapon is very good, ancestor, I will accept it with a smile!"
Seeing Patriarch Hongyuan receiving this magic weapon into his arms, Mo Lianshan and the others turned pale with anger.
"Ancestor Hongyuan! Hand over the magic weapon. This is the magic weapon of our great uncle. You dare to take this for yourself!" Mo Lianshan said fiercely with a black face.
He was anxious to show that this Heavenly Seal was a magic weapon of the Tianshan Sect, because if the Heavenly Seal was taken away by the Nascent Soul cultivator, it would not be that simple to ask him for it again after a while!
This is the same as picking up money on the side of the road. When you pick it up, if you don’t say that the money is yours, when someone collects it and you say it is yours, they may not be willing to pay you back!
Ancestor Hongyuan had just grabbed a very good magic weapon and was in a very happy mood. He suddenly heard Mo Lianshan say this, and then thought about how Mo Lianshan dared to scold him just now. He immediately turned his face, "Junior! Don't push yourself too far!"
In the world of cultivating immortals, it is not uncommon for people to fight over a good magic weapon, fight, or even kill someone.
As soon as Patriarch Hongyuan snatched the magic weapon from Hao Ren, Mo Lianshan announced that it was from the Tianshan Sect. How could this not make Patriarch Hongyuan dissatisfied?
Especially since this magic weapon was used by Hao Ren just now. He used it with ease and without any delay. How could it be the magic weapon of Tianshan Sect!
When Mo Lianshan said these words, it sounded to Patriarch Hongyuan that these monks in the Danjie stage were bullying the younger ones with their numbers, and even used the name of the Tianshan Sect to suppress him!
"Hong Yuan! You are so courageous! Hand over the magic weapon!"
In the sixth heaven, a loud shout suddenly came.
The unwilling Ancestor Hongyuan heard this voice from the Sixth Heaven, gritted his teeth, took out the Fan Tian Seal, and threw it towards Mo Lian Mountain.
He still didn't believe that the magic weapon belonged to the Tianshan Sect. He thought it was a monk from the Tianshan Sect. When he saw the treasure, he started talking nonsense and grabbed it openly!
As soon as he got this Heavenly Seal, he felt that this magic weapon was full of spiritual energy and was a rare treasure. However, the Tianshan Sect also saw this magic weapon. If they wanted to take it, there was nothing they could do!
However... Ancestor Hongyuan felt unhappy!
Mo Lianshan caught the Fantian Seal and took three steps back before finally regaining his balance. Even though Patriarch Hongyuan did not add spiritual power to this throw, it was still full of brute force.
He carefully put the Fantian Seal into his storage bag, and then looked at Patriarch Hongyuan and Hao Ren from above.
"Hmph! This junior is not worthy of my action. How about this, I support justice, and whoever of you can defeat him will replace the little girl from the valley."
Ancestor Hongyuan stood with his hands behind his back and suddenly flew to the side.
He was in a bad mood and suddenly decided not to help the Tianshan Sect. There might be a lot of elixirs in this valley, but with the attitude of the Tianshan Sect, who knows if he would be able to get the contents if the valley was breached!
Instead of doing this, it would be better to put aside their attitudes, let them compete with each other, and just be a show-stopper.
If Hao Ren loses, he will get a favor in vain and can go to the valley to share some things; if the Tianshan Sect loses, he may have to beg him to take action, and we will negotiate terms at that time.
Mo Lianshan looked at Patriarch Hongyuan with some annoyance and cursed him secretly for being treacherous, but there was nothing he could do about it. Patriarch Hongyuan was not a monk of Tianshan Sect in the first place and had no obligation to send force to Tianshan.
The Yuanying elders of the Tianshan Sect will not easily go to the fifth heaven to avoid causing suspicion and shock to the various sects on the sixth heaven.
This ancestor of Hongyuan is very cunning, but he does not dare to take action against the Tianshan Sect.
At the critical moment, the ancestor of Hongyuan can still help their Tianshan sect. Especially this formation, it is really impossible to open it without the Nascent Soul stage monks.
"But fellow disciples of the Tianshan Sect, don't worry. Since the competition is fair, you can't back down from the battle." Ancestor Hongyuan flew to a place close to the valley and continued.
Mo Lianshan and the others felt a little unhappy when Patriarch Hongyuan called him his nephew, but Patriarch Hongyuan blocked Hao Ren's escape route, which could be regarded as helping them.
Ancestor Hongyuan looked at Hao Ren again, "I am magnanimous and don't have the same knowledge as your juniors. Since it is a competition, I will not let them bully the smaller ones."
Mo Lianshan cursed in his heart. Patriarch Hongyuan made such an arrangement to make the Tianshan sect go through a lot of troubles, and maybe even lose a few monks in the alchemy stage.
If they swarmed up and directly captured the monk from Misty Peak, wouldn't things be much simpler?
"Ancestor Lingwu, what do you think of this arrangement?" Ancestor Hongyuan summoned up his spiritual power and shouted towards the sky.
"Humph!" The Sixth Heaven let out a muffled groan without saying a word.
The Tianshan Sect is a major sect in the Sixth Heaven. Now, with the help of Patriarch Hongyuan's power, it has forced out the monks within it. If they continue to bully the few with more, it will be too much in terms of face.
"Stop talking nonsense and let me meet him!" Behind Mo Lianshan, a monk in green clothes riding a snow lion suddenly rushed out.
This monk in green clothes has an immortal spirit, has a black goatee, and holds a brown bamboo flute in his hand. He is riding on the back of a majestic snow lion, just like a god in a painting, compared to the Molian Mountain
More Taoist style.
The third-level snow lion rushed in front of Hao Ren, and the monk in green threw his bamboo flute.
The bamboo flute swelled in the wind and immediately became as thick as a cylinder.
Those monks in the Alchemy Stage opened their eyes to see what kind of magical powers Hao Ren had. Just now, Hao Ren appeared at the top of the valley, sitting on the golden boat, but they didn't see Hao Ren's true face clearly.
Now Hao Ren appeared again. He seemed to be in the late stage of pill formation, but looking at his appearance, he didn't look like a monk in the late stage of pill formation.
Generally speaking, there are no such young monks in the late stage of pill formation. The ones with the best qualifications they know can only maintain the appearance of middle age when they reach the late stage of pill formation when they are about a hundred years old.
bass!
Hao Ren's 320 sword lights suddenly appeared and then disappeared.
Hua Hua Hua Hua...
The brown bamboo flute was cut into forty or fifty pieces without even getting close to Hao Ren!
The sword light suddenly appeared again, formed into one force, and rushed towards the third-level snow lion.
Bang! The third-level snow lion was no match for Hao Ren's sword light. It was directly blown away a hundred meters away. The thin monk in green had lost a proud magic weapon and was about to release other magical powers. Hao Ren
The sword light, which was as thick as a fist, had already rushed towards his eyebrows!
Ding! A cyan bead suddenly stood in front of Hao Ren's sword light, cutting all the sword light along the smooth surface of the bead.
"Junior, please show mercy to others." The voice of Patriarch Hongyuan sounded next.
At this critical moment, he took action to save the Tsing Yi monk of the Tianshan Sect.
The Tsing Yi monk who was rescued by Patriarch Hongyuan was so frightened that if Patriarch Hongyuan took action even one second later, the "Upper Dantian" of his Yintang point would be blasted through. Even if he survived, his power would be completely gone!
Ancestor Hongyuan hid a smile at the corner of his mouth. He showed his authority, earned a favor, and even watched the excitement!
He looked at Hao Ren again and thought that this kid was quite powerful. He really hoped that Hao Ren would injure a few more Tianshan Sect monks at the Dan-Jie stage and lose some of the Tianshan Sect's strength.
"I'll do it!" A monk in red robes holding a red sword stood on the fourth-level snow lion and suddenly rushed towards Hao Ren, "Kill!"
The red sword and red robe are like a ball of flame, standing on the back of the white snow lion.
Hao Ren looked at him steadily, and with a slight move with both hands, 320 sword lights suddenly circled back from a hundred meters away.
The sword light split into two, like two boomerangs. The red-robed monk released a burst of fire, spread over a large area, and immediately launched his killing move!
But before the fire could reach Hao Ren, Hao Ren's sword light formed a flanking attack from both sides!
Hao Ren sat on Xiao Bai's back and didn't even move!
In other words, with one move, the red-robed monk's left and right sides were penetrated, and he fell towards the abyss of the canyon.
"Junior Brother Liu..." Mo Lianshan rode his snow lion, rushed towards the valley, and caught the dying red-robed monk.
And Junior Brother Liu's mount, the Snow Lion, was also blown away a hundred meters away!
In the blink of an eye, the Tianshan Sect lost two monks who were in the elixir formation stage. They were rescued with the Tianshan Sect's spiritual elixir, but they were also seriously injured!
But the Dan-formation monk who rushed out of Misty Peak didn't even move!
These monks of the Tianshan Sect in the Danjie stage feel terror from the bottom of their hearts. In the Tianshan sect, there are many monks who have reached the later stage of Danjie, but not many have this level of strength!
Although there are differences between the late stage of pill formation and the early stage of pill formation, there are various factors such as the strength of the technique, the strength of the snow lion, and the strength of the magic weapon. It cannot be said that you will definitely win the battle in the later stage of pill formation.
Early stage of Dan.
Unless it is the early stage of Nascent Soul and the late stage of Dan Formation, there is a fundamental difference between these two realms!
But Hao Ren, a monk in the late stage of the Dan Formation, almost killed two monks in the Dan Formation stage in an instant. This calm attitude was like that of a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul!
"All five of us come together!" Hao Ren, who had always been silent, finally said something.
This sentence completely angered the monks of the Tianshan Sect.
Mo Lianshan put the red-robed monk on the hillside, rode a fourth-order snow lion, and raised his black sword.
The four monks closest to Mo Lian Mountain also offered their magic weapons.
Five monks and five snow lions immediately surrounded Hao Ren from five directions.
During this period of training, Hao Ren felt that he was going to be promoted from the mid-level Gen level to the high-level Gen level, but he had not found a chance to break through. This time, he found a group of sparring partners!
"Xiaobai!" Hao Ren shouted.
Ouch!
Xiaobai raised his neck and roared.
The late stage of pill formation is close to the Gen level, the middle stage of pill formation and the early stage of pill formation are both equivalent to the earthquake magnitude.
It's very easy to beat the Gen level to the earthquake level, but Hao Ren can barely beat the level level with the help of the splitting light sword shadow battle. Facing these five monks of the Danjie stage, of course he doesn't panic at all!
Let’s see if we can break through to Gen level top grade!
Hao Ren pointed forward with his right hand, and the sword light formed a long snake formation and pierced towards Mo Lian Mountain.
Mo Lianshan hurriedly raised his black sword to resist, but the sword light grazed his waist and directly shattered his storage bag!
The Fantian Seal, along with other objects, fell out of the storage bag.
Hao Ren's right hand gently closed again, and the golden Fan Tian Seal flew back to Hao Ren's palm!
"How dare you, Shuzi!" Mo Lianshan's eyes widened.
Ancestor Hongyuan narrowed his eyes and pretended not to see it. This heavenly seal is a high-quality magic weapon, but it is not his to snatch it away. It is none of his business!