Mo Cang complained bitterly: "This time I really stabbed the big basket, it seems that the self-cutting old woman just said to these seven people before she died, which caused this big trouble." ”

The Seven Heavenly Breaths are the seven true immortal-like characters that are felt on the floating island of the tent hill in the South China Sea, and each of their power and majesty is not weaker than that of the saints, and many people still think that it is an illusion, even Jiang Changan is not 100% sure that it is the trace of the true immortal.

It wasn't until today that I first saw the true immortals, and I heard of the immortal arts, knowing that the world is vast and the galaxy is vast.

They were stepping through the void and attacking this area, the speed was so fast that Jiang Changan never had a chance to dodge, only to temporarily hide back in the stone cave and use the formation to hide his body.

"Brush!"

The void was distorted, and in the blink of an eye, the seven figures were already standing on a floating mound a hundred feet away, and when they reappeared in this world, the surrounding grass and trees trembled, and they longed to be humbled to the earth.

What shocked Jiang Changan was that these footsteps not only descended here, but also the footsteps were getting closer and closer, and Bodhi could only see a vague human form, almost like a light pressing over.

When they saw the true faces of several people, Jiang Changan and Mo Cang were surprised, these seven people were dressed up and dressed almost the same as the old woman before, and their hearts were even more uneasy.

That's right, Jiang Changan forcibly controlled his emotions, lest the other party hear his heartbeat.

However, the clothes of these seven people are slightly shabby, as if this garment has been worn on them for countless years, and has become obsolete after the baptism of time.

This is not just a piece of clothing, but more like an arrogant and resolute status symbol, and the seven people also use it to retain the last pride of the true immortals.

Jiang Changan didn't dare to speculate on himself, let alone stupidly sneak out of the spiritual power to investigate at this juncture, which would only lead to self-destruction, and the strength of the seven people was terrifying, so he could only choose to hold his breath and condense his voice for the time being. Take a good look at the purpose of their visit through the cover of hundreds of grass and trees.

This is truly the existence of only legendary ancient creatures, supreme beings!

The seven men were dressed similarly, and all of them were half-clothed in the earth, and the oldest of them was hunched over, and his whole body was about to collapse

Ninety degrees, I had never looked at the old woman's clothes properly, but now I looked closely, the colorful brilliance flowing on the gold-powdered silk was so peculiar, more psychedelic than the clouds, softer than silk.

The silk thread that came from nowhere on it is made of all kinds of patterns, the ancient god fire unicorn symbolizes auspiciousness, the immortal stroking staff posture is arrogant, the mountains and rivers are beautiful and the scenery is painted, and the heavens and the earth and Kyushu are all in it, lifelike, this section of the brocade robe is like painting a strange world, full of atmosphere and antiquity, mysterious and mysterious, no one can believe that a piece of silk continues day after day and has actually evolved out of the Tao.

At the first glance of him, Jiang Changan involuntarily had the idea of retreating in his heart. When he saw Zhang Yunzhi or Fairy An, he never retreated, and when facing the true immortal old woman, he was more afraid of ancient creatures, but now this old man made him feel uncomfortable from the inside out, from the bottom of his heart, and he just wanted to escape.

The old man had a short, stiff mustache, and a crimson eye sunken into the socket, yes, he was born with only one eye, which grew in the middle of the eyebrows of the whole face, like a blood-red candle.

In addition, he has unkempt white hair, which is not a crane hair, but he really has some simple charm of fairy wind bones, and if it weren't for the thin spiritual power of Shenggu Shenzhou, he wouldn't have ended up in such a field.

The other six people ranged in age from middle-aged to old, four men and two women, the oldest was less than the age of the sixtieth birthday, and they were full of respect for the old man who was hunched over and old, but they all looked indifferent and saw through the boring posture of the red dust.

The youngest middle-aged woman looked at the scorched earth made of true immortals on the ground for a long time, and spat out a cumbersome ancient saying:

"It's wrong, it's too late to regret. What does that mean?"

"What else do you mean, I think it's just Xuanjizi playing tricks!" another younger, middle-aged man looked at the handful of powder with contempt.

The woman asked in a cold voice: "How can anyone ever risk his own life for the sake of playing tricks? Not to mention the former superior! The death of Xuanjizi, a high-ranking creature above the Divine Prefecture, just proves that someone in this Shenggu Divine Prefecture can threaten us." ”

"Ridiculous, you should be a cultivator in this earthly world like that young demon monk who wants to walk in the weird world?

Even if that demon monk is here, I am not afraid of the ancient Buddha divine power he carries!" The middle-aged man didn't care, but he didn't bother to argue any further.

"Shut up!" As soon as the "demon monk" was mentioned, the white-haired old man with a beard was furious, and the two of them closed their mouths for a moment, silent.

The other four were silent, and looked at the hunched old man together.

"Dare to ask the Venerable, can you understand the meaning of Xuanjizi?"

The old man's single eyeball was deeply immersed in the socket, and his cloudy eyes stared at the misty sky, and said flatly: "Xuanji cherishes words like gold, and the words of transsound are not meaningless. 'It's too late to repent'......"

The old man suddenly thought of something, his face was frightened and flustered, and he shook his head repeatedly and repeated: "Could it be for that incident......"

The other six people also changed their faces drastically, frightened, and said in unison:

"What the Venerable One is talking about is the 'Holy Treasure'?"

"Impossible, the disciple thinks that the 'Holy Treasure' has been in the world for hundreds of thousands of years without a trace, how can it appear in the world for no reason?"

"Venerable, the Ancient Legend Palm 'Holy Treasure' is to hold the power of reincarnation, isn't this a good opportunity?

"That's right, with the help of the 'Holy Treasure', the Ancient Heavenly Court will be restored!"

"Wait, in my opinion, first look on the wall, Lord, although Xuanjizi's strength is not as good as ours, but the skill of divination is far above ours, these two sentences are not to guide us to stop here? ”

Several people insisted on their own words and argued endlessly.

The thing that the seven true immortals called the holy treasure must not be an ordinary product! What is it?! Jiang Changan looked at Mo Cang, trying to find some answer from her face, and the latter was also puzzled.

Suddenly, one of the old man's one eye shot out a cold and faint light, staring at the ancient cave mountain stone where Jiang Chang'an was located, for a moment.

Jiang Chang'an was cold on his back, and at this moment he shivered and trembled, and the hairs on his body stood up like steel needles, completely holding his breath and not daring to move.

It seemed to sense that some kind of qi crazy killing intent appeared on his body, and it was crazy to devour him......