The white-haired old man looked at the well, and there seemed to be some prohibition in it. It seems that the one who killed his own grandson is hiding inside.

Hmph, no matter who you are, kill my grandson, I will not only kill you, but also your whole family! The white-haired old man had a grim face and slapped his palm at the well.

With a "boom", the well platform was slapped by a huge force, but the ground shook, but nothing happened.

"Huh?" The white-haired old man frowned, it was an iron mountain, and it was about to be melted by his own palm, and this well platform was unexpectedly fine?

"Little thief, you better come out quickly!" the old man sneered, "If I smash it down with the Xuanbao, you won't have a chance to reincarnate!"

However, under the well, there was no response, which made the old man even more annoyed. With a flip of his hand, he took out a seven-story purple pagoda.

With a wave of his hand to the sky, the purple tower grew like a hill in the wind, and smashed towards the well. This is a mysterious treasure, whether you are a god or a return to the void, you must obediently die!

However, after the loud bang, the Purple Pagoda rebounded into the sky, and the well was still not shaken down.

The old man's expression became solemn this time, and it seemed that the strangeness of this well was beyond his expectations, and perhaps it was also a Mahayana monk. However, this is just a mortal city, how can there be a super master? Moreover, if it is a Mahayana monk, he will not be unaware. The Linguang Realm is so big, and there are only a few hundred Mahayana monks. Moreover, if you are a Mahayana monk, you should know that the mark you have placed on your grandson will give you a little bit of thin face.

Unless the other party is a demon cultivator. However, it is also possible, because recently there is news from the Anti-Demon Alliance that someone from the Demon Race has entered the Linguang Realm. Thinking of this, the old man's expression became even more solemn. He didn't dare to attack again, but took out a bamboo dragonfly from his arms. With a rub of his hands, the bamboo dragonfly disappeared into the air.

The old man sat down cross-legged by the well and sat up. Although he was meditating, he was on full alert and kept a close eye on the well.

Half an hour later, a blonde old woman stepped in. As soon as she arrived, she was dissatisfied: "Old man, what kind of leprosy do you have, in the middle of the night, you still don't let people sleep well?"

"Alas, blonde old man, it's not that I want to disturb you, it's that things are too big. The white-haired old man sighed, "My own grandson was destroyed, and he didn't even let go of the Yuan Ying and the Yuan Shen. ”

"Well, your grandson was killed?" the blonde old woman was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, "He is not a good thing in the first place, and if he dies, he will die, and he will have to pay it back after all." But you're not going to ask me to overdo it for him, are you?"

"Well, blonde old man, are you a little human?" said the white-haired old man in annoyance, "He's my own grandson!"

"Human nature?, he also deserves it?" the blonde old man sneered, "How many people he has harmed, how many people's bodies have been broken, do you think I don't know? If it weren't for you, I would have chopped him into meat sauce and fed him to Wang Ba." Now he's been killed, and he deserves it!"

"You?" the white-haired old man was almost angry, but he still endured it, "I don't quarrel with you, I called you here, I have something to tell you." ”

"If there's a fart, let it go!" said the blonde old man impatiently, "My golden retriever is about to wake up, and I haven't bathed it for three days, and I must wash it today." Wash it up, it's my little baby!"

The white-haired old man was angry for a while, and he wanted to say that your golden retriever dog is your little baby, and you think of it as a son. However, he still calmed down and pointed to the well: "Look at that well, do you see anything strange?"

When the blonde man heard this, he leaned into the well.

The blonde old man's expression changed, there was something strange about this well, I don't know what was in it, and his divine sense couldn't get in.

"What's in there?" said the blonde old man with a frown.

"I've smashed it all with my Ziling Xuan Pagoda, and there is not a trace of destruction in this well!" said the white-haired old man known as the old man.

"What are you doing smashing someone's well for no reason?" said the blonde old man unpleasantly, if this is the secret place of some Mahayana Taoist friend, aren't you pulling hatred?

"My grandson was killed here, you see, there is still his blood on the face of the tile!" said the old man, "The breath of my soul mark is gone, this well is so strange, it must be the people in this well who killed him!"

"But what's my business?" the blonde glared at him, "your bullshit grandson is dead and dead, and I'm not going to get revenge on you." ”

The old man held back his anger and said calmly: "Do you think, who else will there be in our hundreds of thousands of miles, except for you and me, and a few Mahayanas? I suspect that this is a person from the Demon Race. ”

"Suspicion, suspicion, you asked me to deal with you with you?" the blonde old man didn't want to wade into this troubled water, "I won't fool around with you without evidence." You'd better take your time to find your suspect, I'm going back to bathing my little one!"

As he spoke, the blonde old man flew away in a flash.

The old man couldn't help but be annoyed, this blonde old man was really impersonal. However, there is no way, people are on par with their own strength, so there is no need to listen to yourself.

The old man took out another communication charm, said a few words to it, and the flying charm headed north.

After another half an hour, two figures appeared in the courtyard, these two people looked like siblings, both of them had wide faces and narrow cheeks, and their faces were relatively short.

"Old man, you call our brothers, but what's the matter?" said the older one.

"There is a demon cultivator under this well, I can't do it alone, I want to ask Xian Kunyu to help me!"

"Demons?" the younger one nodded, "This can help, but it can't be in vain!"

"Okay, if you kill the demons, I am willing to give you two fairy stones!" the old man gritted his teeth and said. These two brothers are strong, but they are the most pragmatic people, and they are not paid, so they don't want to let them do it!

"Immortal stones?" the two of them were overjoyed when they heard this, "However, can you pay half of it first?"

It's talking about immortal stones, but it's actually pseudo-immortal stones, which are higher than the energy level of top-tier spirit stones, so they are called pseudo-immortal stones. It's just that there are no immortal stones in the spirit world at all, so they also call it immortal stones. This kind of pseudo-immortal stone is the most suitable for the cultivation of Mahayana consummate monks, so it is extremely precious. There are only a dozen in the old man's hands.

"Well, it's a fairy stone," the old man tossed a shining crystal towards the larger one.

"Okay," the older one put away the fairy stone as soon as he took it, "what do you want to do, you can tell it!"

"It's very simple, first smash the ban from the well for me!" said the old man, "However, we all have to be careful, don't let him run away!"

When the two brothers heard this, they did not doubt him, and their mana was blasted into the well.

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom......

A quarter of an hour later, the two stopped. However, the well does not show a trace of destruction. When the two of them looked at it, they couldn't help but be dumbfounded!

"This is the Demon Clan's Guardian Formation!" the old man said, "Only with the peak strength of the three of us can we blast it open." ”

All of them are in the late Mahayana stage, and as long as they strike together, they will be able to reach the power of Mahayana perfection. This realm is different from the demon realm, and it can't accommodate immortals, so the cultivation of the demon clan that comes in is only a demon saint at most, and it can't be a demon immortal.

"Okay, let's him!" said the old man of the brothers.

For a moment, the three of them used their peak mana and blasted towards the well. All three of them were extremely accurate, bombarding the same place.

However, with the sound of "Peng", this time the mana rebounded, and the three of them were shocked by the mana for several miles, washing away countless houses. However, none of them were injured.

"This, old man, there is no way!" said the second of the brothers, waving the dust on his body.

The old man also had a calm face, the people in this well must not have cultivated too high, otherwise he would have come out early when he was alone. Therefore, as long as this turtle shell is smashed open, the other party will have nothing to hide. However, how can you blast the opponent's guardian demon array away?

The old man turned his face sideways and took out a red thunder. When the two brothers saw it, they were astonished. This, this is the dry sky Vermilion Bird Thunder. It is one of the most domineering top-level Xuan Lei, and even pseudo-immortals dare not provoke it easily. In fact, this is also the ultimate weapon of the spiritual world to protect oneself, as long as there is such a divine thunder, who dares to provoke it, at most, it will be the same end, but I don't know where he got it.

"Old man, is this too costly?" This thunder can't be bought without a few hundred pseudo-immortal stones.

"Zhu Long Daoyou, it's not that I don't know what to do, it's just that this guy is too annoying. The old man hated, "If I don't dig him out, my way will be cut off!"

Indeed, the other party ignored his existence and killed his grandson. This is a bare contempt, and if you don't kill it, you will cause calamity to your own promotion to Mahayana perfection. In other words, his immortal path is really hopeless.

"Alright!" the two brothers withdrew five hundred miles at once. Indeed, for ascending immortals, everything is a floating cloud.

The old man also looked solemn, he gritted his teeth, activated the Qiantian Vermilion Bird Thunder, threw it into the well, and also withdrew five hundred miles.

In just a dozen breaths, only to hear a "boom", a mushroom cloud appeared above the well, and the entire Star Moon City fell down at once. Not only that, but the area of the collapse continued to expand, until it stretched to a distance of four hundred miles.

"Oops, that's amazing!" said the old avenue among the two brothers. If you are still in the same place, you will definitely be blown to ashes.

Then, however, he showed a frightened countenance. An even bigger explosion, starting from Star-Moon City, struck them with the momentum of ploughing the courtyard and sweeping the caves. The explosive storm can be said to destroy everything, unstoppable, and everything it encounters is reduced to flying ashes.

"Ahh However, the speed of the second explosion was too fast, and they were struck by the storm before they had not traveled four hundred miles. It was swept out for more than a hundred miles before it stopped. And the old man was almost the same, they were blown up so far away, and they were all seriously injured. It is not possible to restore the physical body without a few decades, if this is their original figure.

However, at this moment, they saw a light mask fly out of the sky from the center of the explosion. The mask leaped over them and flew off into the distance......