In the main hall, among the broken statues, there is a fairy light.

I don't know when, an old man with gray hair, a kind face, and a robe of a golden silk carved dragon and phoenix appeared in front of everyone, completely looking like a fairy wind and bones, and an otherworldly appearance.

His eyes did not look at Xuan under the high platform, and his slightly tempered eyes had already fallen on the young man who did not know life and death.

"It's a good one, it's a pity if it's a dead lotus!"

With a slight lift of his palm, everyone only felt that an extremely pure immortal power slowly descended from the sleeve robe, wrapping Qin Hao's body and holding him in Huai Zheng

At this moment, a cold voice slowly sounded.

"Old man, I don't know who you are, but if you have ill intentions towards Brother Hao'er, your sect will be cut to the roots!"

It was Yang Qin'er who was speaking, her body was shocked by the dark fairy power, and her soft eyes were already full of coolness.

The old man's body was slightly stunned, and he looked at the figure wrapped in a pale long skirt, especially the dark pendant around the girl's neck.

A hint of jealousy flashed in his eyes, and he immediately laughed lightly: "Hehe, this doll is your lover?"

"Don't worry, I have no intention of harming him!"

The voice fell, but the old man flicked his sleeve robe again, and the immortal power wrapped Qin Hao's body like mist, infiltrating every wound on Qin Hao's body one by one, and even soaking into the body along the wound, calming the immortal power that was mixed with the riot.

During this period, Yang Qin'er's eyes did not move for almost a moment, staring at the old man.

It wasn't until she noticed that the faint breath in the immortal power was slowly waking up, that she breathed a sigh of relief, and the tense nerves slowly let go.

The old man's palm was slightly palmed, and with a wave of his big sleeve, he placed Qin Hao in one place, and his eyes fell on Xuan's body again.

"zhe:n pressed you for 20,000 years, I thought you could wake up, but I never wanted to cause such a situation!"

"Xuan, do you know that you almost made a big mistake?"

The old man's words carried a hint of blame, but more of them were the disappointment that had accumulated for thousands of years.

"What's wrong with me?" Xuan still had a gloomy face, his breath was heavy, and there was even more immortal power around his body, turning into immortal spears, roaring out.

"If you hadn't asked Li Fuyun to pass on the position of sect master to the desolate nine secluds back then, how would I have become like this, why can she be the supreme sect master as a woman, and why can she be the supreme martial arts of the Desolate Xuanzong with a woman!?"

Xuan roared, and the fairy spear covered the ground and shot towards the old man, but they were all waved by the old man's big hand, and the fairy power was like a wall, isolating the fairy spear.

"Why can she be high at 0, just because she entered the sect earlier than me?"

The old man frowned slightly, thinking about it, now Xuan's words are the stones that have accumulated in his heart for more than 19,000 years.

There was a fairy light flashing in the old man's eyes, and he stroked the white beard between his chins, "Does this make you make a big move, even at the expense of splitting the entire sect?"

"Do you know how serious the consequences of your actions are?"

The old man seemed to hate iron and steel, "I once used the Tao to calculate the cause and effect of the Desolate Xuanzong, and then let the Desolate Nine You serve as the sect master for a thousand years, and then entrust the sect to you when you turn into a saint in the nineth......"

At this point, the old man laughed self-deprecatingly.

"It's just that people are not as good as calculating, there is a cycle of cause and effect, and the Desolate Xuanzong should have this catastrophe, which is unavoidable!"

The old man stepped forward step by step, and with each step forward, the fairy spear retreated by half a minute.

The horror is as weak as this, in front of this old man, it is so weak.

Zhang Hang and the others couldn't have imagined that it would be as Qin Hao said, when there was another turn, Qin Hao's move would be ......

Walk wonderfully!

At this time, the immortal power in Xuan's hand has not been dispersed, and even more immortal power has become a fire, and then it will turn into a thousand fires.

"Old thing, the matter has come to this, what I have to do now is to destroy the Desolate Sect!" he looked at the old man who was approaching him step by step, but the chill on his face was even more, "Do you think I can turn back, as long as the Desolate Sect is destroyed." As long as these three souls can return to my body, I will be able to transform into the Holy Nine and reproduce the glory of the Desolate Xuan Sect!"

The old man didn't make a sound, but just walked slowly, and in his eyes, I don't know how much disappointment gathered.

"You shouldn't have touched the Soul Eater!"

The next moment, one after another immortal spears exploded instantly, turning into a scattered shadow, in this shattered shadow, there was a figure like an immortal descending, and his palm slowly fell on Xuan's face.

Syllable!

A loud voice sounded, and Xuan had disappeared in place, and on a wall in the distance, a figure was embedded in Qi Zheng

The entire face was swollen, and even the fire armor attached to the body had disappeared.

A slap, simple but brutal.

Xuan's aura was almost languishing to the extreme, who would have thought of this sudden change.

In the previous conversation, everyone present already knew about their relationship, but this sudden slap also caught them off guard.

"Old thing, do you really think that you can press me if you show up?" On the wall, Xuan's expression was changing, and at the center of his eyebrows, there seemed to be a flash of fire.

"It's my stuff, I'm going to take it back by myself, even if I don't have these three souls, what can I do, it's a big deal to set off a bloody storm, and then refine it with the Soul Devouring Demon Seed, I can still turn into a saint in the ninth place!"

Suddenly, the other two jade coffins began to tremble, and there seemed to be a flickering fire, and a treacherous aura slowly overflowed, blending into the body Zheng between the ups and downs of the chest

"I've already refined all three souls, old thing, why can you stop me with your true spirit!?"

Xuan's aura was expanding, and the whole body was subjected to the terrifying immortal fire, and almost in an instant, it broke through the shackles of the Jindan Realm.

A fairy spear, formed in an instant, roared out.

Even if all the three souls were sacrificed, and when all the immortal fire on his body was annihilated, he would dissipate in this place, but he was still laughing, "In two thousand years, it will be the time when the Desolate Sect will fall!"

"Araji, you can't stop me!"

At the moment when the fairy spear came, the disappointment in the old man's eyes seemed to be full, and in his place, it was the indifferent pupil.

His body shook suddenly, and the immortal power was wrapped in the palm of his hand, still a palm, directly smashing the fairy spear, and a three-zhang big palm roared out, swept over Xuan's body, and smashed a corner of the hall.

Subsequently, the big palm of the three zhang disappeared in this place, and Xuan had long since disappeared.

At least, no one present could feel his vitality!

"This is dead?"

After a long time, some monks were stunned, some of them could not believe the facts in front of them.

The existence that almost pressed all of them to the ground and rubbed them to death, was slapped to death with one palm?

The old man looked at the corner of the smashed hall, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time, and muttered: "If you hadn't touched the Soul Devouring Demon Seed, how could the ancestor be so ......?"