The battle started quickly and ended even faster.

When he first stepped here, Chen Zhengdao faintly felt a trace of killing intent, but this Jindan Ancestor of the Three Immortal Sect insisted on pretending to beep, and when he spoke, he also brought me to give you a face, why don't you accept the tone, this is very interesting.

Looking at the kind of cold arrogance that was faintly visible among the people he had seen, this Jindan Ancestor of the Three Immortal Sects was definitely the coldest one, just hidden under that skin.

Chen Zhengdao reined in his sword momentum, reined in the power of his dantian sword pill, looked at the corpse of the Jindan ancestor of the Three Immortal Sects, pondered slightly, and said secretly in his heart: "It seems that after the golden transformation of his sword pill into purple, his strength is indeed completely different, it is a qualitative change. ”

The qualitative change of the sword qi's edge! Even this golden pill, which had been cultivated for sixty years, was vulnerable!

......

When Chen Zhengdao went up the mountain, he went down the mountain.

The Sect Master of the Three Immortals Sect never left, just standing in front of the white jade staircase, and not long after, the other elders of the Three Immortals Sect, including the Array Pavilion Elder who had been blasted away by Chen Zhengdao's sword hilt before, all came behind the Sect Master of the Three Immortals Sect, and their eyes were firmly on the end of the white jade staircase.

"Sect Master, what do you think the Ancestor will do with this matter? or ......?" the Third Elder whispered cautiously with hesitation.

The Sect Master of the Three Immortals Sect glanced at him, and really wanted to slap him in the face, but now this situation was also brought by this guy, but after taking a deep breath, the Sect Master of the Three Immortals Sect still suppressed this breath and said indifferently: "Look, don't speak." ”

Third Elder: "......"

The Eighth Elder and the Ninth Elder lowered their heads, and neither dared to speak, provoking the current Three Immortal Sect Master.

"That person, is it Jindan Realm?"

On the mountain peak in front, the old elder looked at the third peak with a solemn face, the three old elders of the Three Immortal Sect in the Dan period, except for him, the other two were in retreat, so now, he was the only one in the Dan stage, looking at the third peak, he was vaguely uneasy in his heart.

"Buzz !!"

They waited, and not long after, there was a powerful and terrifying mana aura rushing into the sky on the third peak, mighty and mighty, crushing the eight directions of heaven and earth, and even making the Three Immortal Sect Sect Masters and others feel shocked, and their scalps were numb in an instant.

They exclaimed, "It's the Ancestor! The Ancestor is here, you want to do it!?"

The old elder's complexion changed even more, and he was anxious in his heart: "Do it!" Jindan Realm's move, whether it wins or loses, is not a good thing for their Three Immortal Sects!

Hiss~!

The Three Immortal Sect Masters and the others opened their eyes wide, and they saw that halfway up the third peak, a golden light rose brightly, like the sun rising in the east, vast and magnificent, and the horror of that breath made their hearts feel like they were pressing against a big stone, and it was difficult to breathe, and they all held their breath unconsciously.

At the same time, they were also excited in their hearts, seeing Jindan Ancestor make a move, their scene had not been seen for decades, and the opportunity was rare!

"Is this the strength of Jindan Ancestor?"

"No wonder, no wonder the old elders often say that if you don't become a golden pill, you won't be able to enter the real immortal path after all!"

The Sect Master of the Three Immortals Sect was extremely fanatical, and his fanaticism and desire for the Jindan Realm had reached the extreme at this moment.

"Sect Master, hahaha......"

The three elders just laughed, and the next moment, their laughter stopped abruptly, their eyes bulged, and their faces were dull Looking at the halfway up the mountainside, a purple qi came from the east, and in an instant, the entire third peak seemed to be shrouded in purple light, purple qi was thick, and the edge of a sword made them shudder suddenly.

When the old elder saw the purple qi appear, his head rumbled even louder, full of disbelief, and he shouted in horror: "Purple qi is thick, this is a top-grade golden pill!!"

"Oops! Something is going to happen to the Ancestor!"

The figure of the old elder suddenly moved, and the magic sword rose into the air, and he instantly crossed over, with an anxious look on his face, and hurriedly rushed towards the third peak.

However.

Before he could reach the third peak, the golden light had already dissipated.

Under his mental perception, the ancestor of their Three Immortal Sects, Jin Dan, was slashed from the head by Chen Zhengdao's purple sword, and the breath of Jin Dan began to decline and dissipate in an instant, until, completely dead, the corpse slowly fell to the ground.

“......”

The old elder stopped suddenly, his sword hanging in the air, and his face was full of sluggishness as he looked at the blue-robed figure halfway up the third peak that didn't even show his mana aura.

At the foot of the third peak, the faces of the three immortal sect masters were also sluggish, everyone was silent, and their hearts throbbed violently, as if they were suffocating!

Old, the ancestor is dead!?

They didn't dare to move, and their bodies seemed to turn from midsummer to cold winter in an instant at this moment, and it was terrifyingly cold.

......

Halfway up the mountainside, Chen Zhengdao searched for an animal skin Qiankun bag from the waist of the Jindan ancestor of the Three Immortal Sects, which was different from the several Qiankun bags in his hand, the breath on this Qiankun bag was obviously much stronger, Chen Zhengdao pondered: "This is, a medium-grade magic weapon?"

Imprinted with the imprint of ideas, Chen Zhengdao opened the Qiankun bag, and found a magic sword with the same strong breath inside, a medium-grade magic weapon magic sword.

Against Chen Zhengdao, the Jindan Ancestor of the Three Immortal Sect didn't have time to take out this magic sword, so he was killed by Chen Zhengdao with a sword.

Of course, judging from the difference in strength between the two, even if he took out a medium-grade magic weapon magic sword, it would be for nothing, and he would not be able to defeat him at all.

"Good sword!"

Seeing this medium-grade magic weapon magic sword, Chen Zhengdao liked it very much, and the sword pill sword qi poured into the medium-grade magic sword, and a low sword roar shocked the sky, making the ears of the three immortal sect masters and others under the mountain tingle, and the old elder whose body was hanging in the air trembled even more.

A sharp edge swept in all directions, crashing into the sky, making them afraid!

After verifying the quality of this medium-grade magic sword, Chen Zhengdao nodded with satisfaction, withdrew his sword qi power, and then looked at the Qiankun bag in his hand, the space inside was quite large, with a length of more than a zhang, width and height, and there were a lot of things in it, there were many extraordinary classics of immortal spells, a bunch of spirit stones like a mountain, there were many pill jade bottles, and there were many elixirs placed in it.

It's a treasure trove!

Taking out all the mountain-like spirit stones, Chen Zhengdao roughly counted them, and estimated that there could be three or four thousand low-grade spirit stones, and there were also a lot of elixirs, elixirs, and spirit ores, but Chen Zhengdao didn't move again, and put them first.

He looked at the pile of lower-grade spirit stones in front of him, summoned the inner sword pills in the dantian, turned into small swords, and instantly refined these spirit stones, and in less than ten breaths, all the lower-grade spirit stones turned into ashes and scattered to the ground.

"+1 Refining Point!"

"+1 Refining Point!"

......

Chen Zhengdao glanced at the system panel, and one prompt message after another appeared wildly, and in the blink of an eye, he had hundreds of horizontal refining points.

Moment.

The refining point has reached three hundred and twenty-seven!

Because he didn't know much about his cultivation strength, Chen Zhengdao didn't directly add some points to improve the sword body cultivation realm, but sat on the edge of the small stone table next to him, took out the classics in the Qiankun bag and began to read them, he was eager to know how this immortal realm was divided.