For countless years, the puppets have often hidden in various battlefields, and whenever there is a big battle, they will definitely show up, waiting to plunder the results.

The flesh of these Immortal Venerables was taken away by them, and they would definitely be made into the best Venerable Weapons, or used for alchemy.

But soon everyone's eyes left them, because they saw Qin Qingxuan who was slumped on the ground not far away.

His body was wrapped in black qi, as if there were countless evil spirits haunting him, devouring his body, divine consciousness, and soul.

This is an extremely terrifying picture, and countless powerful people gasped.

At this level, they have long disbelieved in the so-called gods and ghosts, but the picture in front of them is really incomprehensible.

"It's the Heavenly Dao that curses bad luck." Someone said, "But why is this scene more like it's from hell?" ”

Those black qi frantically devoured Qin Fei, and after Qin Fei slashed out that sword, he no longer had the strength to fight against the doom of the Heavenly Dao.

"Master!" Pang Tianzong was so anxious that he ignored everyone, strode out, and came to Qin Fei's side, and then, with a dip of his fingers, a small bottle appeared in his hand.

The vial was filled with a blood-red liquid that was rolling as if it had life.

"It's the essence blood of the Blood Clan Immortal Emperor." Someone said.

"Immortal Emperor essence blood, a drop is a supreme treasure, such a bottle..."There was a greedy light in everyone's eyes, if it weren't for Pang Tianzong from the blood clan, I'm afraid they would have swarmed up and grabbed it.

At this time, Pang Tianzong opened the jade bottle and poured a whole bottle of essence blood on Qin Fei's body, and after a while, the whole bottle was swept away.

"That's a lot of money." Someone frowned.

Fortunately, that day, the doom was finally contained and began to slowly disappear.

"Holy Son, please come back quickly." At this time, the Immortal Venerable of the Blood Clan shouted urgently.

As soon as his words fell, several Immortal Venerables of the Wangu Clan stood in front of Pang Tianzong.

They blocked Pang Tianzong's way, and said in a cold voice: "Young man, this Qin Qingxuan is a sinner in the world, do you want to have a relationship with him?" ”

The Blood Clan Immortal Venerable rose into the air and instantly stood in front of Pang Tianzong.

He put his hands behind his back and said with a light smile: "The Holy Son of my clan and Qin Qingxuan are inseparable friends, so it is naturally reasonable to come to the rescue. ”

"Huh?" Those Immortal Venerables sneered, "Do you know what you said again." ”

The Blood Clan Immortal Venerable didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, he pointed a little forward, fixed Pang Tianzong, and then turned his head and left.

"Do you want to leave without explaining it clearly?" An immortal venerable stepped out in one step, blocking the way of Pang Tianzong and the others.

The Blood Clan Immortal Venerable glanced at him lightly and said, "Do you want to be an enemy of my Blood Clan?" ”

The Immortal Venerable sneered, "We don't have that intention, but..."

"Forget it." Another Immortal Venerable spoke, "This matter has nothing to do with the Blood Clan, please leave, two of you." ”

The Blood Clan Immortal Venerable snorted coldly, turned his head and left.

Qin Qingxuan had no place to resist, he fell to the ground, almost unconscious.

Many Immortal Venerables who were silent around walked out one after another, and at a glance, there were nearly ten Immortal Venerables!

"It seems that all the sects of all races have Immortal Venerables present." Someone lamented.

"These people have borrowed the hands of the Golden Crow Clan, waiting to plunder the Dao Fruit."

"The puppets are nothing compared to that."

These nearly ten Immortal Venerables came from different sects, and the moment they appeared, a wave of coercion spread out.

"The meeting is over, and no one can leave." An immortal Venerable spoke lightly.

"I don't know how the seniors are going to deal with Qin Qingxuan." The Son of Chaos asked lightly as he surrounded himself in the mist.

The Immortal Venerable glanced at the Chaos Saint Son and said, "I don't need to say much about this son's crimes, whether it is the God and Demon Lord or the Wicked Immortal Emperor, they are all great evildoers. ”

"Whoever receives such a inheritance will bring disaster to the world, and we will naturally put him to death."

"Will you spare him his life?" The Terran monk asked boldly.

"Keep him, what if he becomes the second evil immortal emperor?" The Immortal Venerable snorted coldly.

The crowd was silent, apparently just an excuse.

If they really thought so, why didn't they dare to walk out of the mountain gate when the wicked Immortal Emperor was alive? When the gods and demon lords were fighting in all directions, why didn't they come to fight?

There is no truth in this world, and the truth is only the path set by the strong that is convenient for them to walk.

"Kill him first, and then seize the Secret Inheritance." At this time, several Immortal Venerables spoke at the same time.

Everyone sighed, nearly ten Immortal Venerables are here, who else can resist?

This kind of power is enough to wipe out most of the universe.

"Let's go." The Son shook his head and prepared to leave.

The Chaos Saint Son and Jiang Shengnu and the others stood here for a long time, and finally prepared to leave.

"Buzz!"

A ray of light sounded, and an immortal venerable made a move, his means were almost heavenly, and one move was fatal.

However, at this moment, a peaceful aura floated from the sky to block the blow.

"Huh?" The Immortal Venerable frowned, turned to look behind him.

"Everyone, you have to be forgiving and forgiving." An old man with a slender figure walked step by step from not far away.

He looked rather strangely dressed, like an ordinary old man plowing the fields, and his body was even more breathless.

The crowd who was about to leave suddenly stopped and turned to look at the old man.

This person is the old farmer who appeared in the Immortal Gate at the beginning, and he is suspected of being a follower of the wicked Immortal Emperor.

"Who is the Taoist friend?" A young Immortal Venerable walked out and looked at the old farmer with cold eyes.

The old farmer smiled lightly: "I'm just an unknown person, you shouldn't have heard of it. ”

"Since you are a nobody, why bother with this." Another young Immortal Venerable said coldly.

The old farmer shook his head and sighed: "At my age, I don't have many friends, but this little friend happens to have a temper with me, so please let him go." ”

Everyone couldn't help but sneer, this old man is a psychopath, everyone knows that these immortal drunkards don't mean to drink, they just want to get the inheritance secret, how can they let him go.

"Fellow Daoists, please go back, this son will die today." An Immortal Venerable scolded coldly.

The old peasant shook his head and said, "He has not committed any crime, so why do you have to kill him?" ”

"This person has the inheritance of the Evil Immortal Emperor and the inheritance of the Lord of Gods and Demons, both of which are mortal sins." An Immortal Venerable said coldly.

"Oh?" The old farmer smiled faintly, "Just by inheritance, he will be condemned?" What's more, where did the wicked Immortal Emperor get the consequences of his sin? ”

"Fellow Daoist, you're talking too much." An Immortal Venerable took a step forward, threatening.

The old farmer shook his head and said, "I don't want to be an enemy of you, I just want to take this little friend away." ”

"You're determined to take him away?" An Immortal Venerable sneered.

The old farmer nodded, with a firm attitude.

"In that case, then you should die." This Immortal Venerable made a move, and he raised his hand to suppress it downward, almost shattering Cang Yu.

The old peasant stood there with his hands behind his back with a peaceful smile on his face.

When the palm of his hand approached, he suddenly raised his hand, and the thin palm seemed to have no power fluctuations, but just relied on his body to gently press forward.

"Boom!"

The Immortal Venerable's palm was directly shattered, and half of his arm disappeared.

Everyone couldn't help but gasp, who is this seemingly peaceful old man? Why do you have such a big ability?

"When did the human race produce such a powerful Immortal Venerable?" Someone exclaimed.

The immortal venerable who made the move had a slightly ugly face, he no longer dared to act rashly, but said in a cold voice: "Although the strength of Daoyou is strong, it is the wish of all races to kill this son, and you alone cannot stop it." ”

The old peasant only sighed at this, and said slowly: "The resurrection of the Wangu clan can be seen in the oppression of the human race. ”

"Now that the Immortal Emperor of the Human Race has passed away, it is indeed not the opponent of your Eternal Clan." The old farmer looked rather sad.

"Since Daoyou knows, then please leave quickly." The Immortal Venerable spoke again.

But the old farmer didn't move, he stood there and thought for a long time, and suddenly sighed: "It's been some years since the last shot. ”

"Although the old decay is not strong, it shouldn't be shrinking in the future." The old farmer shook his head.

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