Killing the two Kaiyuan Eightfold Cultivators, Xiao Qingyun secretly exhaled, fortunately, they all have the power to restrain the poisonous attribute, and the cold ice and flame are both aimed at the poisonous attribute cultivators.

And the golden shield restrained the hidden weapon, so in this battle, when their cultivation was extremely disadvantaged, they defeated the two Kaiyuan Eightfold cultivators. If there were two Kaiyuan Eightfolds with simple combat power, it would be much more difficult for them to deal with.

"Haozi, are you alright?" Xiao Qingyun asked with concern, Fang Cai's shot of Xuan-rank high-grade martial arts made Nie Hao's shield crack.

"It's okay, I should have opened the golden body, careless!" Nie Hao restored the golden shield with the help of the elemental potion, and at the same time, his state was adjusted back.

"Let's hurry up and make arrangements at the agreed place early, these two guys should be in charge of monitoring us, and Monk Luo Jiatong will be here soon!" Situ said coldly.

Xiao Qingyun carried Nie Hao with him, and the three of them walked in the air, and the speed was even greater.

There are many wilderness places in the northern suburbs of Wanli City, and there is no monk's residence, and the mountains and wilderness here are rugged. And the place where the Night Rose meets is also a high mountain, called Jueying Peak.

At the foot of the Absolute Shadow Peak, there are several mountain peaks crisscrossed and crisscrossed, Xiao Qingyun and a few people flew forward on the peaks below the clouds, and they could already feel the breath of clouds and mist, and then to the north was an endless mountain forest.

Approaching the mountain peak, Xiao Qingyun suddenly sensed an extremely extraordinary aura approaching, and he quickly fell to the ground, and at the same time, the sword blade in Situ Leng's hand condensed a cold ice sword qi, and in that direction, a sword slashed out.

"I said why, it turned out that Situ Leng, the clan daughter of the Situ family, wanted to help these two boys, otherwise how could the two of them alone be able to defeat the Kaiyuan Eightfold Cultivator of our clan." The old man heard his voice before he saw him.

A moment later, the figure of the old man came, and an old man dressed in the uniform of the Luo family and with a white beard appeared in front of the three of them, holding a black hair whisk in his hand, releasing an invisible poisonous gas.

"Bring the gloves with you."

Xiao Qingyun was bathed in divine flames, and handed the ground level purification gloves to Nie Hao, Situ Leng was covered in cold qi to protect his body, and the three of them were not afraid of poison.

"Ground level treasures, I see." The old man watched Xiao Qingyun hand the gloves to Nie Hao, and did not stop them, but smiled faintly.

"The three of them are all top Tianjiao children, but it's a pity that Tianjiao who hasn't grown up is nothing, thinking that the old man is going to end the three outstanding geniuses who have the posture of winning the championship, my heart is very happy." The old man looked up at the sky, glanced at Xiao Qingyun and the others, and suddenly sighed.

"If you have any last words to say, the old man can tell me on his behalf!" The old man looked at the three of them with a cold gaze and said lightly.

"If this is your last word, then it is not in vain to die at the hands of the three of us."

Xiao Qingyun's expression was extremely serious, his whole body state had reached its peak, and he burst out with the Fire Sword in his hand. In the face of such a master, Xiao Qingyun decided to take the lead first.

"Alpha Raid."

I don't know how powerful the Tongxuan monk is, Xiao Qingyun didn't dare to test it, and directly shot with all his strength, and the ghost figure wandered out, but the old man slanted the corners of his mouth and sneered.

"Chop"

Xiao Qingyun found the right time, and stabbed out with a sword, and an afterimage of action appeared on the old man's hands, and just two fingers caught Xiao Qingyun's fire sword, Xiao Qingyun instantly abandoned the sword and fled, and his body exploded.

At the place where Xiao Qingyun left, a palm print blasted out of the ground and caved down.

There was a chill behind Xiao Qingyun, Situ Leng looked at Xiao Qingyun and asked, "Did you put it on?" ”

"Naturally!"

Xiao Qingyun took a deep breath, pressed his fingers on the seal, and the old man suddenly frowned, and laughed self-deprecatingly: "Fourth-order weakness charm, the financial resources of the Situ family's clan daughter are really envied by the old man, but even if the old man is now at the peak of Kaiyuan cultivation, how can you win?" ”

"If you can't win, you won't know until you fight." Nie Hao opened the golden body, a heavy armor was draped on his body, the golden shield martial soul was behind him, and at the same time, the large golden shield held in his hand also fell to the ground, ready to fight.

"Let's do it." Situ Leng was extremely serious, and the momentum of his body was released to the extreme, and the cold ice sword qi skyrocketed, and countless sword qi slashed away in a row.

"Volley, Conqueror." Xiao Qingyun Wuji Sword Saint also shot with all his might, slashing four swords in a row.

In the face of the Xuanjie superior martial arts, the sword qi was pressing, the old man did not move like a mountain, and with a wave of the dust in his hand, a domineering and domineering aura made Xiao Qingyun and Situ Leng's sword qi seem to not exist, and the bodies of the two were also bombarded.

"What a powerful force!"

Xiao Qingyun's face was ugly, his heart was beating extremely fast, it was impossible for this kind of strength to go up and hit hard, not even a move.

"Kyle's Spirit [Reckoning]"

Xiao Qingyun didn't plan to make an unnecessary attempt, he gave Nie Hao a look, and the latter instantly understood his meaning.

"Golden Shield Martial Soul, Haojin Blockade!"

Surrounded by the blue flame of the golden chain, four golden snakes attacked, and at the same time, a huge golden giant lock was condensed in the void, and there was a Z-shaped mark on the lock, allowing Lan Yan to bless the solidity of the golden lock and form an indestructible restraint space.

Xiao Qingyun's Gathering Fire Sword released the [Liquidation] skill, and the meteorite fell from the sky, and the divine flame burned away. Approaching the golden lock, Xiao Qingyun unlocked the meteorite blast in advance, and the huge range of explosions made the Divine Flame sweep through every dead end.

However, the wave of flame qi disappeared, and he saw a layer of black balls wrapped around the old man's body, which was a protective shield condensed by the poisonous aura, and Xiao Qingyun failed to break through it with the power of the attribute flames.

"Xuan-level martial arts, you can't shake him in the slightest, you don't have to try!" Situ Leng looked cold, and the cold ice realm enveloped the old man's body.

"Finally used the martial soul realm, Situ Leng, back then, your move was able to kill the peak monk of Kaiyuan in seconds, and now you must be able to threaten the old man, so I have to take you down first!" When the old man saw Situ Leng's move, he instantly became serious.

The black whisk in his hand faced the golden lock in front of him, but with a slight touch, the black poison instantly corroded the golden lock.

"This, what a domineering poison!"

Nie Hao's face turned pale, and the breaking of the golden lock meant that his golden binding force had no effect on the old man. Even with his newly acquired Blue Flame power, he still couldn't resist the domineering poison mastered by the Tongxuan Cultivator.

"Entwined dust, a hundred poisons attack."

The old man gently whisked the dust, hundreds of slender silk threads instantly restrained Situ Leng, his limbs were bound by poisonous wires, Situ Leng's blue hair instantly turned black, and his body gradually turned black as if dyed with ink, only the white snowflakes that appeared in the pupils were still spinning in the blue pupils.

"Volley swordsmanship, volley slash!"

Xiao Qingyun hurriedly jumped up, and the volley sword technique tore through the space in the air, trying to cut off these silk threads with a single sword, but the sword technique that tore the space bombarded the earth-level treasure held by the opponent, and it only cut dozens of silk threads.

The cold girl freed one of her arms, drew the ice sword in her hand, and attacked the old man with a sword.

"Hmph"

The old man slapped his hand and slapped the ice sword away, but in the next moment, his face changed, and his palm was stained with a deadly cold air, which made him lose the combat ability of one hand.

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