The purple gas is thick, the wind is smoking, and above the immortal mountain palace, the two figures are facing each other.

"Ximen blowing snow!You've just crossed the catastrophe and stepped into the holy realm, you can't stop me, if you don't want to die, get out of the way!!"

The withered old monster was dressed in a black robe, his eyes were gloomy, looking at the white-clothed figure on the ice bridge, and he said threateningly, but the tone of his words was faintly a little jealous and anxious.

He has been hiding in the Xuantian Sect for a while, and he has seen the process of Ximen blowing snow and crossing the catastrophe, and he feels more profound than those monks outside, knowing that this guy is a demon and cannot be judged by common sense.

But this was not enough to make him afraid, the withered old monster, as a powerhouse in the middle stage of the Holy Realm, was only a thin line away from breaking through the late stage, although he was surprised by the opponent's combat power, but he didn't think that Ximen Fuxue would be able to beat him just after the tribulation.

Similarly, Song Jinyu's strength was somewhat unexpected by him, but this was not taken into account by him.

Even if the eighth-order demon beast made him a little shocked, but by flying out just now, it also made the withered old monster keenly perceive that the power of this fierce beast was actually not as terrifying as the breath on his body, even if he couldn't defeat it, he was confident, and with his mysterious magic powers, he could be safe and sound.

What really made him feel anxious and frightened was the two sword weapons around him, Tianlin and Seven Kills!

The sword just now, the power of the edge can easily pierce and tear through his realm, and the main damage on the body of the withered old monster now comes from those two sword weapons.

Especially the Seven Kills, the power of the fierce sword, even he felt frightened, and an extremely dangerous aura almost enveloped him entirely.

Moreover, time is extremely important to him now, if he stays in Xuantian Sect for a while, he will be one step closer to death, whether it is the return of Xiao Yun and others, or the completion of the luck of Xuan Sorrow, Ye Kai and others.

If he strikes, he will definitely die!

At present, the snow blowing and interception at the West Gate is tantamount to adding insult to injury.

"Boom ........"

Ximen Fuxue didn't say a word, his eyes were indifferent, as if he was looking at a corpse.

With a step on his feet, the ice was as cold as a sword, rolling out from under the Void Bridge, and the cold crushed, roaring the heavens and the earth, and heading towards the decayed old monster.

"Devil, how can my Xuantian Sect be a place where you can come and leave when you say you want, and leave if you want to?

At the same time, Song Jinyu spoke coldly, seeing that the old monster was immortal and wanted to escape, he immediately pulled his bow and arrows, the dragon string vibrate, and three blazing arrows pierced the sky, cracked the void, and killed the withered from behind.

At the same time, the hunting wind roared in the heavens and the earth, and he opened his mouth, and a terrifying suction force was like a whirlpool black hole, pulling and shattering the space around him, swallowing it into his mouth.

There is a river of ice in front, the sword light is whistling, and there are divine arrows off the string, and the water flies devour, and the two of them are decisive, and even the dead old monster is unexpected, and at this moment, they fall into danger and cannot retreat.

"Two juniors, I don't know how thick the sky is, I dare to be presumptuous in front of this seat, I really think that the old monster is afraid of you!"

Seeing the two of them make a move, the withered old monster was anxious and angry, trembling all over, and on the palm of his hand that was as hideous as a tree trunk, a fierce green tendon jumped up, which showed that the anger in his heart and the slightest madness flashed in his eyes.

In an instant, a vast aura erupted from his body, instantly sweeping a radius of dozens of miles, and countless majestic plant and tree essences, as if he had been inspired, frantically surged towards his location.

And those plants and trees that had been drained of their life essence suddenly turned gray and shriveled, as if all the water had been drained, and even the luster on the outside looked very withered.

At the same time, a simple wooden flute appeared in his hand, half of it was verdant and green, half of it was gray and withered, on the surface of this wooden flute, there were countless secret patterns like cracks entangled, revealing spiritual light, and the phantom of flowers and trees floated on this wooden flute, showing a scene of withering glory and death.

This.... It turned out to be an innate spirit treasure!

No, to be precise, this is just a semi-innate spirit treasure that has failed to evolve and failed to completely transform, although the aura on it is strong, there is no complete innate spirit forbidden existence.

In the face of the attack of the two, a touch of coldness appeared in the eyes of the withered old monster, and said: "The old monster wants to leave, just because you also want to stop it, then don't blame me for being merciless and destroying your immortal mountain that has not been created for a long time." ”

A gloomy and harsh voice sounded, and under the black robe, the corners of his mouth revealed an unusually hideous color.

"Aoki Holy Law, wither!!"

The withered old monster let out a low cry in his mouth, and on the side of the transverse flute, a majestic and vast essence power poured and surged, blowing suddenly.

The wooden flute sounded, and the ancient flute sound resounded through the heavens and the earth, spreading in the atmospheric void, spreading like a tide in all directions.

The sound of the flute was tactful, as if it was connected with some ancient power, and in the void, a gray ripple swept out at a speed visible to the naked eye, the glacier dissolved, the edge was extinguished, the arrow light was eroded, and even the suction of the storm that swallowed the void was wiped out by this ripple.

The entire Fangcun Mountain, the entire Xuantian Sect, was completely covered under this ancient flute, and it seemed that only this flute was left between heaven and earth.

"Boom la la ..........."

However, this is not over, in this ancient flute, the entire Fangcun Mountain, and even the surrounding peaks and earth, countless flowers and plants and ancient trees seem to suddenly come to life, shaking the branches and leaves, making a loud rustling sound, as if they have been summoned by some kind of summons, wisps of emerald life essence, constantly withdrawn from their bodies, flying into the air, and gathering towards the withered old monsters.

At the same time, a large area of grass and trees, deprived of vitality, instantly fell into ashes and withered, spreading in all directions like a wave of plague, and the entire immortal mountain began to lose its color sharply, and at a terrifying speed, the vitality was lost.

This move is actually extracting the vitality of the entire immortal mountain land, and wiping up the blessed land of the spiritual mountain, and if it continues to be lost at this rate, it won't be long before the entire Fangcun Mountain will be reduced to barrenness.

The Quartet was shocked, even Ye Kai and Gao Yanli were the two reincarnation true immortals, and they frowned slightly, they didn't expect this old monster to look not very good, and he was so weird and evil with a magical method.

"Xuantian Sect Master, this immortal mountain is not easy to create, it's a pity to destroy it like this, the life of the old monster, compared with your sect immortal mountain, which is more important, I guess the sect master knows it. ”

"The old monster has no intention of offending today, if you promise to let me leave, I will stop it, and from now on the well water will not interfere with the river water, how about it?"

After a flute sound, the withered old monster blocked the killing, and it was enough to stop, and with a sudden sound, he spoke.

But his eyes were still on the opposite side, and Ximen Fuxue, who had never taken half a step back, the light in his eyes flickered, with a gloomy aura, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"Seven kills, behead him!"

At this moment, a cold voice sounded faintly.