The old man in white and the middle-aged man in the Mortal Cultivation Alliance looked at each other with deep eyes. They glanced at the Mortal Cultivation Alliance with only a thousand people, and sighed faintly. () The middle-aged man and the old man in white looked at each other, and then said: "
If anyone wants to leave, I won't stop you. Although we come from the same world, I have the right to interfere with your destiny. If you want to leave, please do it easily."
As soon as this statement came out, many people's spirits were moved.
The current situation is despair for the cultivators of the Mortal Xiulian Alliance. But in the face of this despair, no one flinched, and they all stood up. Staring at the people from the major immortal sects opposite, there were only a few thousand people.
The team of people burst out with an unprecedented powerful momentum. They all come from the same world. Although they are from different eras, they have the same feeling of hometown in their hearts.
Thousands of cultivators gathered together, and their momentum soared into the sky, shaking the whole world.
"Kill, kill, kill!"[
"Fight, fight, fight!"
Shocking shouts of killing came from the team of thousands of people, but it was like thousands of troops galloping, with murderous intent soaring into the sky and full of fighting spirit.
At this moment, even Zhuge Buliang, who was not far away, felt something moved in his heart. He also came from that world.
"Humph, do you want to resist stubbornly? I can help you!" A great religious expert sneered, the light flashed in his palm, and a purple lightning ball formed instantly. The lightning ball was only the size of a palm, but its power was as powerful as the sky.
Punishment Thunder.
This is an older master from Zhuzi Xianmen. Among the techniques practiced by Zhuzi Xianmen, they tend to use thunder to hurt people. Those with the highest level of cultivation can even casually rain down catastrophes to hurt enemies.
The old man in white from the Mortal Alliance stood alone in front of the crowd, raising the divine sword in his hand high, and the sword light shot straight into the sky.
"Mr. Su," the middle-aged man holding the ancient shield said with complicated eyes.
"Die!" The old man from the Zhuzi Immortal Sect shouted loudly, and struck out the lightning ball in his hand. In an instant, a purple thunderbolt as thick as a mountain struck the old man Su.
"Zheng!"
The divine sword in Mr. Su's hand showed its sharp edge. He rose into the sky, transformed into a rainbow, and rushed towards the purple thunder punishment.
"Who dares to bully me, an ordinary cultivator!?"
There was a sudden roar, even louder than the sound of the purple thunder punishment. A sword energy flew from the sky and struck at the purple thunder punishment. The thunder punishment exploded with a bang. Immediately afterwards, several
The figure flew over and landed in front of everyone.
These people were all dressed in white and carried ancient swords on their backs. The leader was a green-faced old man. Even his beard was green. He had long eyebrows at the temples, sword-like eyebrows and tiger eyes. The whole person looked like a green-faced old man.
The ferocious beast was even two heads taller than an ordinary person, and a powerful sense of oppression burst out.
"Xiao Bai?" Zhuge Buliang, who was not far away, was stunned. He found that standing behind these people was Su Xiaobai.
Su Xiaobai was dressed in white, with half-closed starry eyes, a strand of hair hanging down in front of her forehead, and a faint fierceness shooting out from her eyes when opening and closing. And beside Su Xiaobai, there was Su Dingtian, who was also from Kyushu.
Cultivator: When Zhuge Buliang was going through the tribulation, he helped him.
"Senior Su!" Those who were cultivating the alliance were immediately overjoyed.
"Uncle" The old man Su who preceded him also had a happy face and bowed to the green-faced old man who was leading the group.
"Hahahaha, who do I think is so majestic? It turns out that you, the old monster, are not dead yet!" From the Immortal Sect of the Great Sect, an old woman in linen came out, holding a rotten wooden stick in her hand, and there was a gloomy feeling.
The breath emanated from her body.
Zhuge Buliang in the distance was slightly stunned and said: "Who is this person?" [
"It's Su Hengfei!" Miao Xianji said: "When I was in Xuantian Dance Pavilion, I heard my eldest sister mention this person. At that time, the famous old monster in the three major domains was ten thousand years old, and this person was also
Fan Xiu."
"Ten thousand years old!?" Liu Mang and others were surprised.
Fairy Miao nodded: "Actually, his lifespan should have expired a long time ago, but it is said that he took some kind of fairy medicine, which increased his lifespan by thousands of years."
Zhuge Buliang already had the answer in his mind. This old man named Su Hengfei might be a cultivator who came here from Kyushu 10,000 years ago, and he might be the ancestor of Su Xiaobai's family.
In the Immortal Sect of the Great Religion, several experts from the Great Religion were fighting together, looking at Su Hengfei and his group with eager eyes. Among them, the skinny old man from the Nine Yang Immortal Trail sneered and said: "A man who has lived for ten thousand years has not yet made a breakthrough.
What's the point of fearing the trash of immortality!? Do you think you can save these ordinary cultivators when you come here?"
"You can try." Su Hengfei said coldly.
The skinny old man from Nine Suns Fairyland snorted softly and was about to step forward, but was blocked by the old woman in sackcloth.
"Senior Hai", the skinny old man, was stunned for a moment, and then he showed respect to the old woman in linen clothes.
Ant Lao Ou was holding a rotten wooden stick in her hand and had a sinister aura. She stared at Su Hengfei and said, "Old man Su, I will be your opponent now, old lady, to avenge the sword strike that year."
"Haifeixu, it's senior Haifeixu."
"Which Haifeixu? Could it be the beautiful Haifeixu who was famous in the three realms eight thousand years ago?"
"hiss"
Many people took a breath of cold air. Anyone who is familiar with the historical materials of the prehistoric fairyland is familiar with the name Haifeixu. Eight thousand years ago, she was the most beautiful woman in the three major realms.
Even the emperor who was in charge of the Eastern Region at that time had admiration for this beauty. But now, the person standing in front of them turned out to be an old woman who was in her dying years, skinny and skinny.
Time is not forgiving, so what if you are as beautiful as you are? You still cannot stop the erosion of time.
"Su Hengfei, I want to see how much you have grown over the years!?" Haifeixu smiled sinisterly, and suddenly waved the rotten wooden stick in his hand, and a sinister aura instantly enveloped her body, transforming her into
A bolt of black lightning rushed towards Su Hengfei.
"Huh, I'm afraid of you!?" Su Hengfei's aura erupted like a rainbow, and a wide divine sword was unsheathed behind his back, and the thousand-foot-long sword slashed towards Haifeixu.
"scold!"
Yin energy surged around Hai Feixu's body, and a large piece of gloomy mist instantly enveloped the flying sword light, corroding it completely.
"Vicious!" Su Hengfei's pupils shrank and he gritted his teeth.
Yin poison is a very terrible toxin. The method of cultivating this poison is very cruel. It is a method recorded in the ancient "Poison Sutra". The Yin poison that is cultivated can be used by ordinary cultivators, let alone half-step immortals.
Even real immortals may be poisoned to death.
"Old witch!" Seeing the insidiousness, Su Hengfei couldn't help but cursed secretly.
Two figures burst into the air and rushed into the sky. Not long after, violent fluctuations of spiritual power came from high in the sky, a sword rainbow penetrated the sun, and the sword light thousands of feet long split the sky into two halves. At the same time, Gao Gao
There were also large clouds in the sky, covering the entire sky and earth.[
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
There was a sound like thunder from high in the sky.
The skinny old man from Nine Suns Wizard smiled coldly, glanced at the people in the Mortal Alliance, and said: "In this case, I have no choice but to deal with you personally!"
After saying that, the skinny old man turned into a ball of fire and rushed forward. At this time, the middle-aged man holding an ancient shield stood in front of the skinny old man, and the ancient shield smashed forward. This was a defensive weapon.
A magic weapon, but he used it like a heavy weapon.
The skinny old man gave a sinister laugh, fire erupted from his palms, and he fought with the middle-aged man. This middle-aged man was also a pillar of the Mortal Cultivation Alliance, and his cultivation had just broken through the Dharma Taixu realm fifty years ago.
territory.
"Swipe!"
At this time, the other two cultivators who followed Su Hengfei also took action. Their targets were two other great religious experts.
With a flash of sharpness, the two cultivators turned into two rainbows and attacked the other two masters of the great religion. The melee broke out in an instant, and the masters of the digital magic Taixu Realm fought together, and a strong spiritual storm swept over them.
out.
Under this melee, everyone's blood was boiling, but one exception was Su Xiaobai.
At this moment, Su Xiaobai half-closed his eyes and stood calmly, as if what happened around him had nothing to do with him. He seemed to be in another space, unmoved.
"Is that man the successor of the Sword Saint?"
"Yes, it's him. His name is Su Xiaobai. He is also a mortal cultivator. It seems that he should be a descendant of Su Hengfei."
Su Xiaobai, who seemed particularly independent in the melee, immediately became the focus of discussion. Many people pointed at him and talked in low voices.
Su Xiaobai was still unmoved by all this, and even simply closed his eyes. Such behavior made everyone feel a little perverse.
"Heir of the Sword Saint, right?"
Suddenly a sound came, and a young cultivator holding a divine sword and wearing a purple robe stood up. A pair of crossed divine sword symbols on his chest represented his identity. He was a member of the Sword God Pavilion, and he was a cultivator.
A successor.
"Mu Yuntian, the first successor of the Sword God Pavilion!" Someone recognized the identity of the young man in purple and exclaimed.
The name Mu Yuntian also has a well-known reputation in the Eastern Territory. Sword God Pavilion is one of the few great sects in the Eastern Territory, and Mu Yuntian, the first successor of the Sword God Pavilion, is among the younger generation of cultivators in the Eastern Territory.
Among them, he is the leader among the best, and his cultivation is at the peak of Daoyunjiantian.
At this time, Mu Yuntian stood with his sword in hand, looked at Su Xiaobai coldly, and said, "What qualifications do you have to be worthy of the word 'Sword Master'?"
As soon as these words came out, there was a sound of sighing in the crowd. Both of them were sword cultivators, and Mu Yuntian was known as the Little Sword God in the Eastern Region. Su Xiao, who had given up his wild words at the beginning, wanted to meet the successor of the Sword Master.
Bai, I didn't want this day to finally come.
"Hey, there's something good to watch this time, the showdown between the Sword God and the Sword Master." Many people's eyes flashed with burning eyes.
In the eyes of everyone, the little sword god Mu Yuntian raised the sword in his hand, pointed at Su Xiaobai, and sneered: "There should only be sword gods in this world."
Faced with such arrogant and provocative words, Su Xiaobai remained unmoved and stood there quietly.
Sensing Su Xiaobai's indifference, Mu Yuntian frowned slightly. He had a feeling of being ignored. This feeling had never appeared to him in his whole life.
Mu Yuntian raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "Pull out your sword!"
"The sword is already in my hand." This time, Su Xiaobai spoke, with a slight indifference in his voice. He still half-closed his eyes and looked at the other person completely.
The sword in his hand? Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but be stunned, because there was nothing in Su Xiaobai's hand.
"Hmph! I want everyone to know that you, the Sword Master, are just in vain!" Mu Yuntian roared loudly, and the divine sword in his hand shot out a sharp sword light. His whole body was like a sword rainbow and he was killing Su Xiaobai.
passed.
Like a comet chasing the moon, it was already in front of Su Xiaobai in the blink of an eye.
At this moment, Su Xiaobai moved and slowly raised his empty hand.
"puff!"
Blood splashed, and the next moment, a bloody head flew out diagonally. But that person was the little sword god Mu Yuntian!