The rest of the people, not caring about the life and death of others, tried their best to swarm towards the location where the free immortal was located, and the appearance of the person of the ancient clan scared everyone's courage.

Looking at the cultivators who fell to the ground and died one by one, the eyes of the carefree immortal became fierce, and a powerful Yuan Soul power was released, secretly sensing the strength level of the ancient clan.

Since he is in prison, no matter where he is sacred, Xiaoyao Immortal must lead the cultivators of the six major sects to fight, just like when Xiaoyao Immortal fought for his family, this battle is not only for himself, but also for the entire human race.

After a moment, Xiao Yao Changsheng locked on the figure of a person from the ancient clan.

This person's figure is particularly tall and mighty, with muscles all over his body, like rocks, and hair, standing like a hedgehog, but at the lower body, surrounded by the skin of an ancient beast, he looks like a barbarian from ancient times.

Whew......

This person stepped on the earth barefoot, which also made the earth make a muffled sound, and his face had a wild smile, but the whole pupil of his eyes was full of murderous battle intent.

"Martial Honor-level figures?"

After a battle with the great sect, Xiaoyao Changsheng understood the law of power belonging to the great sect, and now, in his Yuan Soul consciousness, there is a person with a higher level of strength than the great sect, there is no doubt that the strength of this ancient clan must have reached the realm of Wuzun.

Behind this, there were also a few great sect masters who were eyeing each other, and they had moved out such a powerful lineup, clearly trying to wipe out the cultivators of the six major sects.

"Martial Honor-level figures!"

Xiao Yao Changsheng's head suddenly became bigger, and he couldn't quench his thirst from far away, so he could only watch those cultivators who screamed in silence flee in all directions.

One by one, the people of the ancient clan let out a crazy laugh and attacked the cultivators one by one, wanting to cut off the heads of those cultivators like harvesting leeks.

"Great Venerable Qiqi, that Five Elements Master is over there!"

One of the people of the ancient clan who had seen the Immortal Freedom pointed at the Immortal Immortal from afar and let out a loud shout.

"It seems that the leader is really a great venerable. ”

On the forehead of the free immortal, a black line rose, ready to meet the attack of Wumantuo.

"Hehe, Xiaoyaolang, let me Wumantuo come to see the methods of you, the Five Elements Master. ”

Wu Mantuo looked at Xiao Yao Changsheng from a distance and let out a loud laugh, and with a slight wave of his palm, those great sects led the people of the ancient clan to disperse and unfold the encirclement of the cultivators of the six major sects.

"The Lost Holy Land, the Pure Land of Innocence, the Ancestor of the Cross Dragon, the Dynasty from all directions!"

The voice of the high priest, like an ancient chant, was indulged in an inextricable prostration.

"The Lost Holy Land, this is the Lost Holy Land of our clan?"

Hearing the high priest's oblivious sacrificial voice, all the people of the ancient tribe knelt on the ground with a puff and bowed down to the place where the high priest's voice came from.

"Let's go, everyone!"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lei Xiaoxiao led all the cultivators to move forward quickly, and soon arrived at the ancient village.

When they arrived at the side of the free immortal, all the cultivators were interlocked, and while launching a counterattack against those endless earth maids, they broke through towards the end of the village.

Whoosh ......

The footsteps of the six major sects had just walked a few kilometers away when they heard the sound of arrows whistling behind them.

All the people immediately dispersed and hid behind the earthen fort, only to see a dense cluster of cyan arrows like branches of the Bodhi Sacred Tree shoot at them.

"Poor Terrans who desecrate our holy land, we must kill them all!"

After the worship was over, the people of the ancient clan were surrounded by monstrous killing intent in their eyes, like a group of galloping fierce beasts, roaring at Xiaoyao Changsheng and the others.

All the cultivators looked at the overwhelming shock wave in horror, if it weren't for the cover of the earth fort, each of them would have become a living target.

The scene of the tragic death of the cultivators from before was still vivid in their minds, if it weren't for the desperate resistance of all the cultivators, I am afraid that they would not be able to reach this lost holy land.

"Withdraw!"

After the wave of arrows from the people of the ancient clan was over, Immortal Freedom led all the cultivators to rush backwards, hiding behind another earthen fort when a new round of arrow rain arrived.

Just between this chase and escape, the two sides delayed for a stick of incense, and Xiao Yao Changsheng led all the cultivators to finally come to a huge mountain-like earthen fort.

"Is this the Pure Land of the Lost Holy Land?"

After approaching this earthen fort, the feeling of free immortality became more and more intense, and from the deepest part of the earthen fort, he felt a faint wisp of energy belonging to the spirit of the wood walk.

The people of the ancient tribe who were clamoring to come all stopped when they saw the huge earthen fort, their eyes reverently restrained the fierce light and murderous aura, and they all became silent, as if they were pilgrims.

"Don't touch that castle!"

Sou!

As a voice sounded, a light and shadow flashed not far away, and the figure of the high priest fell in front of the people of the ancient clan.

"Meet the High Priest!"

Those people of the ancient clan, including the Great Venerable Umanta, also bowed deeply to the high priest.

"Disperse, don't let them go near the castle. ”

From the demeanor and demeanor of the people of the ancient clan, the judgment of the free immortal was confirmed, and he lost no time in ordering all the cultivators to guard around the ancient castle, forming a confrontation situation with the people of the ancient clan.

The high priest's eyes flickered, and he looked at Xiaoyao Changsheng from afar and said: "Xiaoyaolang, you bastard, do you know how to make our Taishun clan crazy, now, where do I think you are still fleeing?"

Xiaoyao Changsheng pointed to the ancient castle and smiled: "Don't worry, high priest, we won't run away, we are here, if you dare to come over, we will destroy this ancient castle." ”

"You dare!"

The High Priest let out a loud shout.

"You bastard, you're really looking for death!"

Wu Mantuo looked at Xiaoyao Changsheng and gritted his teeth and scolded, eager to tear apart Xiaoyao Changsheng.

"Old fellow, as long as you dare to come, we will dare to destroy this ancient castle, and it is a big deal to die with it. ”

Lei Xiaoxiao also seemed to understand the importance of this ancient castle to the Taishun clan, and waved his fist at the high priest, looking desperate.

The high priest's aggressive momentum suddenly withered, revealing the appearance of a rat thrower, he had already lost the spirit of the earth, and now he couldn't destroy the lost holy land, otherwise, he would have become a sinner of the Taishun clan.

Of course, if he can capture the immortal alive, he can not only regain the control of the spirit of the earth line, but also let the superior of the Taishun clan subdue the spirit of the wood and the spirit of the water line, as long as the time comes and the conditions are ripe, he may also be able to train a five-element master for the Taishun tribe.

After a short period of weighing, the high priest waved his hand, and all the people of the ancient clan retreated a few hundred meters, adopting the method of besieging but not attacking, it seemed that they wanted to be trapped alive and live forever.

The high priest's wishful thinking, how could he escape the eyes of the free immortal, he and Lei Xiaoxiao glanced at each other, understood each other, and between the waves of their palms, the thunder and lightning balls were thrown out by them.

"Damn bastard!"

One by one, the people of the ancient clan scolded and jumped up and down, dodging the attack of the thunder and lightning balls, and the weapons in their hands were useless, and they directly changed from hunters to prey, and were dizzy by the free immortal life and the thunder sky.

In a short period of time, the identities between the two sides were transformed, and the free immortal strangled the seven inches of the people of the ancient clan and began a great counterattack against them.

The actions of Xiao Yao Immortal and Lei Xiaoxiao also made those cultivators of the Thunder Spirit Sect react, and they all condensed thunder and lightning balls and bombarded towards the people of the ancient clan.

"Retreat!"

With a wave of the High Priest's palm, all the people of the ancient clan retreated a few hundred meters again, until the thunder and lightning ball could no longer exert its great power, and then stopped.

The high priest looked at Xiaoyao Immortal with a blue face, his teeth itched with hatred but he was helpless, and for a while, he was as anxious as ants on a hot pot.

"It looks like we'll have to wait until the evening to launch a sneak attack. ”

After some thought, the high priest quietly arranged it, preparing to kill Xiao Yao Changsheng by surprise at night.

In this world, after all, it is the main battlefield of the people of the ancient clan, whether it is the right time and place or the people, it is the people of the ancient clan who have the advantage, with the strength of a great venerable and several great sects, the high priest can be convinced without doubt that sooner or later Xiaoyao Changsheng and others will be the turtle in the urn.

In fact, the high priest made his own calculations, and the free immortal was also making his own plans.

After nightfall, all the space becomes invisible, and the night swallows all the figures like a giant mouth.

After Xiaoyao Changsheng explained, his figure flashed, and he had already entered the earthen fort.

During the day, the Immortal Clone was incapacitated, and he could take advantage of the opportunity in front of him to visit the entire earthen fort.

Whoosh ......

The cultivators of the six major sects had already been distributed to various places above the ancient castle, and on the palms of their hands, moonstones were raised, illuminating the entire ancient castle as if it were day.

"What a cunning Terran!"

Wu Mantuo was so angry that he scolded.

The high priest's expression darkened, he blew his beard and glared, but he could only stand still, otherwise, once he angered those cultivators, they would really destroy the Lost Holy Land.

In the ancient castle, the figure of Xiaoyao Changsheng appeared quietly, but the scene in front of him surprised Xiaoyao Changsheng.

Thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting, in the eyes of the free immortal, it turned out to be a world of ice and snow.