When the young man went to Jinlin Mountain, the old man was sitting on the bamboo chair in front of the door, snorting the dry smoke from nowhere, watching the five streamers coming from afar and falling in the courtyard in an instant.

"You're finally here! The old man has been waiting for a long time. The old man thought that the young man had probably entered Jinlin Mountain, so he shouldn't have anything to fear.

The black-clothed monk at the head sneered and said, "There is something interesting here, if it weren't for the slight fluctuations you leaked before, I'm afraid that the five of us would not have been able to find you." Yuan Tiansui, do you have any last words?"

A monk in the back stared at the old man and said, "Sect Master Wu, what are you talking to him about? It's just that the black-clothed monk whom he called Sect Master Wu raised a hand and stopped his next words.

That Sect Master Wu spoke: "It's okay, his golden body is dim, his vitality is greatly damaged, and it is already a miracle that he can barely survive at this time." ”

The other person also sneered: "Elder Tian, what Sect Master Wu said is right, I still want to know where that thing is?" Brother Yan, Brother Jin, what do you say?"

The remaining two didn't talk to each other, apparently acquiescing.

However, that Elder Tian seemed to have some concerns, and said, "He Daoren, just kill him directly to get the treasure, there is still a ...... there"

"Shut up!" the black-clothed monk known as Sect Master Wu shouted angrily, "Are you in charge or am I in charge?"

Elder Tian said yes in his mouth, and then he stopped speaking.

The old man looked at the conversation between the five people in front of him, and said in his heart, Do you want that thing? The old man didn't talk nonsense, he kept the cigarette pouch in his hand aside, forcibly mobilized the little vitality left in the dantian, and barely condensed the talent runes in his chest, and he couldn't even cover his whole body.

When the five of them saw such an unbearable scene of the old man, he could barely have the combat power of the second realm?

Sect Master Wu waved his hand to stop everyone's laughter and said, "Qingfeng Daoist, I do respect the fearless spirit of my predecessors, as long as you hand over that thing, I will turn around and leave, you still have a few months to live." Otherwise, I'll have to kill you and search your soul for clues. ”

The old man naturally knew what the few people in front of him were laughing at, but he didn't care, as for what he said, he offered that thing with both hands and begged for a few months to live?

As long as I can successfully condense the talent vein, I will have the opportunity to take you to die here, the heart of the continent has been with me for so long, is it true that I have not gained the slightest? Since you want to, let you see the power of the heart of the continent first!

The monk who was made the sect master of Wu by the four people first noticed that something was wrong, his eyes were fixed, and the other four people instantly retreated, and everyone was about to ask, only to notice that there seemed to be an unusual aura in the old man's body......

Heart of the Continent!

The eyes of the five people showed fiery eyes at the same time, but also a little solemn, the old man in front of him actually comprehended something incredible from the heart of the mainland.

The old man's mind moved slightly, and he gradually stood in the void, and suddenly the heavens and the earth seemed to have gathered a lot of luck, and all of them were added, is this the recognition of heaven and earth? The corners of the old man's mouth were slightly hooked, and there was still a trace of rickets in his body? Although the time was limited, it was enough.

The veins of talent that were originally barely condensed in the old man's chest instantly spread all over his body, and even in the eyes of the old man, there were two wind dragons entrenched, and in the middle of the two sleeves, the two wind dragons automatically flew out, entrenched around the old man, raised the dragon's head, and roared fiercely at the five people in front.

The old man stroked the two dragon bodies, "I've wronged you a little." ”

The wind dragon turned back and licked the old man's hand gently, and then faced the five again.

The continent of wind, and the spring breeze, the continent of rain, fire, and earth also have a spring breeze, and the four continents are all windswept and moved, as if to celebrate the birth of the wind lord, at this moment, the old man entered the fairy land.

Sect Master Wu glanced at the other four people, they all nodded together, knowing that they couldn't wait any longer, Sect Master Wu's hands became claws, the rune veins spread all over the body, and there was a faint flash of thunder, this Sect Master Wu actually disappeared from the spot, and a flicker appeared behind the old man. It turns out that this Wu Sect Master's talent is "Heavenly Thunder", in addition to its huge lethality, it also has a limit speed!

However, the old man didn't seem to care, just with a slight wave of his sleeves, the sect master surnamed Wu shot out backwards and fell to the ground. But it disappeared again in an instant.

At the same time, the other four people were no longer keeping, urging their talents with all their might, and Elder Tian's skin gradually petrified, and he also strode forward and smashed his petrified body at the old man. The monk surnamed Jin was chic, and the moment the vein runes were condensed, a vein sword emerged from the void and stabbed at the old man under his control.

The monk surnamed Yan pinched his hands, and at the same time, a cluster of rootless fire rose around the old man, which seemed to be able to incinerate all living beings, slowly scorching the old man's already jerky protective barrier.

It was He Daoren, who sat cross-legged instead, grabbed a scarecrow from the void, and wrote the name of Yuan Tiansui, and He Daoren had words in his mouth, which turned out to be an extremely rare curse talent.

The five people attacked in unison, but the old man was not in a hurry, and it was more than enough to deal with the four people who came up with a hard attack, but that He Daoren's methods actually had an unknown impact on him who was in the realm of the Pulse God. He was actually forcibly shortening the time he stayed in the Pulse God Realm!

He Daoren suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and smiled, Damn, curse the monk of the tenth realm, the backlash is so big, a hundred years of life.

The old man felt in his heart that he could only maintain his current state and was not enough to make a cup of tea, obviously the rest of the people also knew, so they only planned to consume him here, but how could he Qingfeng Dao people let them get their wish?

forcibly pulling the space of the entire courtyard to compress to the middle, the other four figures all slowed down, and then gradually became unable to move. The monk at the head seemed to have his scalp exploded, and shouted: "Withdraw quickly, he is going to blow himself up!"

It's just that the five of them resisted in front of the old man blessed by the luck of heaven and earth at this time, it was like rebelling against heaven and earth, where could they move.

The old man looked up at the world again, as if he wanted to say his last goodbye, and the shadow of Chen Changan involuntarily appeared in front of him, hoping that the child would know that the master had this ending, but not be sad.

The old man looked at it again, damn, why did Chen Changan come back? The old man quickly stopped the aura agitation, and if it was too late, I was afraid that he Yuan Tiansui would be the only Tongtian figure in the world who blew up and killed his disciple.

Chen Changan naturally knew what the master was doing at this time, the aura was so riotous, it seemed that it was about to explode in the next moment, but don't be afraid, master, I, Chen Changan, came back to save you.

The five of them felt the pressure drop sharply, forcibly got out of control, and instantly retreated back, looking at each other a few times with palpitations.

The old man waved his hand and instantly brought Chen Changan to his side.

Chen Changan was already in tears, sobbing and said, "Master, don't be afraid, Chen Changan has come to save you." ”

The old man sighed, okay, you Chen Changan have this heart, and you really have no regrets as a teacher. With a move in his mind, he grabbed it casually, and the two-sleeved Qingfeng Dragon instantly shrank into the young man's cuffs, and said: "Chang'an, for the teacher, these two sleeves of Qingfeng have already given birth to Lingzhi, and now they are given to you, it is not a bad treatment for them, I will send you away." ”

Chen Changan even howled and shouted, but the old man didn't care, so he condensed the aura of his whole body and forcibly compressed a certain space, but a bottomless crack appeared, and he pushed Chen Changan in.

Sect Master Wu secretly gave the monk surnamed Jin a look, the latter nodded, and then a vein sword appeared in the void, stabbing straight at Chen Chang'an, directly penetrating the young man's chest, Chen Chang'an's cry stopped abruptly, and the crack also closed in an instant.

"No!" The old man's eyes were cracked, like a drowning old man, who wanted to tear the space again, but the aura on his body was fazily retreating, and the time had come.

The old man turned his head to look at the five people, and once again encouraged the few remaining spiritual energy in his body to rush towards the five people.

With a bang, the old man dissipated between heaven and earth, leaving no trace.

The five people were just a little embarrassed, but they didn't hurt the roots, and disappeared into five streamers of light in the village.

The Continent of the Wind suddenly blew the sky away, and then rootless water fell to the ground, babies wept, and everything grew.