Who is the woman holding the three-foot green edge?

Fusheng Tomb, An Chusheng, the third disciple of Mr. Nine.

Many years ago, An Chusheng broke into Sendai and set foot on the emperor's road.

She wants to follow the footsteps of her master Gu Hengsheng, find the figure of her master, and not fall into the prestige of the floating tomb.

Along the way, An Chusheng has made a great reputation, who doesn't respectfully call her a "fairy"?

"An Chusheng, yes...... She was a personal disciple of Mr. Nine, whom I had met hundreds of years ago. ”

"When Jian Zun invited Emperor Nangong to fight back then, it was this woman who followed Mr. Jiu, absolutely right."

"She is a disciple of Mr. Nine, and she doesn't dare to kill the old ghost if she has a hundred dares, unless the old ghost doesn't want to live."

The powerhouses of all forces suddenly remembered the identity of the sword-wielding woman and gasped.

The majestic momentum of the old ghost in the dark suddenly froze, and his big hand that slapped An Chusheng stopped in mid-air, in a dilemma.

The old ghost thought that he could take An Chusheng at will to relieve the anger in his heart, but he never thought that An Chusheng's origin was so big.

Although old ghosts are rarely born, how can they not know about the deeds of Mr. Floating Tomb Nine?

Damn it! How did you provoke this evil star?

The old ghost cursed in his heart.

"Old monster, I know that my cultivation is still shallow, and I am not your opponent.

However, if I and the young palace master of the Ancient Secluded Palace are buried here, even if you cultivate to the sky, you will not be able to escape death. ”

An Chusheng faced the old ghost's strong sense of oppression, and was not afraid.

The master once said that if there is an injury in the peer competition, it is not as good as others, and the elders have no face to come forward.

If the old guy who has lived for countless years dares to bully the junior, there is no need to be afraid, everything will be handled by the master.

Adhering to this belief, An Chusheng was never afraid that if he defeated his peers, he would be assassinated by the older generation.

She is not an isolated casual cultivator, she has her master Gu Hengsheng behind her, and there are so many uncles and aunts.

The old ghost was silent, and through the expressions of the powerful people from all sides, he confirmed that what An Chusheng said was true.

An Chusheng, nine times out of ten, is Mr. Nine's personal disciple, don't act rashly! "Humph!"

The old ghost didn't dare to say a cruel word, and threw the directors of the Shaogong Nan Chun and An Chusheng aside.

It's a big deal not to touch you for the time being, no matter how bold the old ghost is, he doesn't want to offend the strong man who can't be provoked.

Therefore, An Chusheng and Ren Nanchun are not in danger of their lives for the time being, but they have no way to escape the danger.

An invisible force roams through the trapped crowd, making everyone tremble and be on guard at all times.

Shout! More than a dozen young Tianjiao were sucked into the air by the old ghost, and sneered: "You little dolls, do you all have a background that leads to the sky?" ”

"I'm a disciple of Qingyihu, you let me go quickly."

"Let me go, otherwise I won't give up."

The young people struggled, but in vain.

"Noise!"

The old ghost slapped it over, slapping a dozen or so people into a blood mist, and then sucked the essence in the blood mist, enjoying this wonderful process.

"Bold!"

"Presumptuous!"

Seeing the tragic death of his disciples in front of his eyes, the strong men of all forces shouted angrily.

"Since the old ghost is stubborn, let's do it together."

The crutch old man of the Four Holy Sects turned pale, and in one step, he came directly to the outside of the Sealed Secret Realm.

With his own strength, he is naturally not the opponent of the old ghost, if he adds the concerted efforts of the strong people from all sides, then it may be uncertain.

"Yes, if you fellow Daoists work together, you will definitely be able to suppress the old ghost."

This is not only the life of the younger generation Tianjiao, but also the majesty of the sect.

If today's forces abandon their descendants and leave later, how will the people of the world view it?

Who else will join these sects?

Therefore, this battle must be fought, otherwise all sects will not be able to gain a foothold on the emperor's road.

"It's up to you, and you have the guts to wrestle with me, it's ridiculous."

The old ghost has been lurking in the dark without showing up, and his voice is strange and impermanent, as if it can penetrate directly into the depths of his soul.

The powerhouses of the various forces couldn't bear it anymore, and they all came up with their own means, just waiting for the crutch old man of the Four Holy Sects to make a move, and the rest of them would use their magical powers one after another.

The old ghost is indeed a big man at the peak level of Sendai, and it is not something that ordinary forces can contend with.

However, at the moment, there is a crutch old man of the Four Holy Sects who is the leader alone, and all forces still dare to rush forward and regain their prestige.

At the same time, many cultivators who had heard the news were hiding in the far reaches of the desert, using the magic of Qianlitong to witness the imminent outbreak of a great war.

Gu Hengsheng was pulled to a small sand dune by Lao Hei, which was 108,000 miles away from the secret realm, and would not be affected for the time being.

"Old Black, how's the situation going?"

Gu Hengsheng had forgotten his identity and origin, and naturally he didn't remember his transcendent skills, so he couldn't see what was happening in the secret realm.

"By the way, I forgot that you didn't cultivate enough to see so far."

Lao Hei patted his brain and suddenly realized.

After finishing speaking, Lao Hei hurriedly took out a treasure mirror from the space treasure, lowered his eyebrows and recited the mantra.

With a "bang", the treasure mirror emitted a ray of glow, projecting what happened in the secret realm.

Through the treasure mirror, Gu Hengsheng saw the young Tianjiao trapped in the secret realm.

Well?

Who are they?

Ren Nanchun and An Chusheng of the Ancient Secluded Palace were thrown to the far side of the secret realm by the old ghost, which was extremely prominent.

Through the treasure mirror, Gu Hengsheng noticed An Chusheng and the others at a glance.

Why does it feel familiar?

Gu Hengsheng frowned, and there was an indescribable feeling in his heart.

"Little second brother, it looks like I'm going to fight, we have to stay away, don't be affected."

The five big and three thick old black cultivators had just stepped into Sendai, and he didn't want to bury himself here because of the excitement.

"Little second brother, let's stay away, hurry up."

Lao Hei was holding the treasure mirror and was going to run behind him.

Before leaving, Lao Hei wanted to pull Gu Hengsheng along.

Strangely, Lao Hei found that he couldn't pull Gu Hengsheng: "Little second brother, what's the matter?" ”

It doesn't make sense! The little second brother's cultivation is only the Great Dao Realm, why do I pull so hard, but he doesn't move at all?

Lao Hei looked up and down at Gu Hengsheng, who was in a daze, holding his wrist with both hands, still useless.

Suddenly, Gu Hengsheng's hand moved slightly, and Lao Hei's hands were numb from the shock and let go.

When Lao Hei came back to his senses, Gu Hengsheng had already gone in the direction of the secret realm.

"Little second brother, you are looking for death!"

Seeing this, Lao Hei instantly forgot what had just happened, and was anxious.

The big battle is about to start later, and the little second brother still ran over to watch the excitement, isn't he killing himself?

Lao Hei was so anxious that after thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and chased after him.