"Master, there are now three treasure scrolls and two seven-colored orders in our hands, and two treasure scrolls and one seven-colored order in the hands of the Xuanyin Sect, but where can we find the other four seven-colored orders and two treasure scrolls?" The one-eyed strange man sat on a four-man chair, and his body looked left and right on it.

"Don't worry, as long as we get the Xuanyin Sect's Colorful Order, someone will naturally take the initiative to send it to the door" Walking not far from the sedan chair, the white-bearded old man said with a confident expression.

"As long as we can gather the Colorful Order, we can open the Tomb of the Colorful God Emperor, and then I will let the Seven Great Forces and the Four Great Sects pay for their blood debts" The one-eyed strange man looked up to the sky and roared, as if he had endless resentment hidden in his heart.

"That's right, the old man has been waiting for this day for hundreds of years, if it weren't for you, young man, Lao Tzu would have fought with them a jade stone to burn," the white-bearded old man also said in a grim tone.

"Master, why didn't you let me kill that kid, but he made me look like this" The one-eyed strange man turned around sharply, staring at the young man lying on the other sedan chair behind him, and said with extremely resentful eyes.

"He can't die now, I'm going to do a big thing with him," the white-bearded old man glanced back at the young man with a very cunning look.

"Then at least one of his eyes will have to be gouged out and his legs cut off to quench the hatred in my heart," said the one-eyed stranger, still unable to calm the hatred in his heart.

"Don't worry, as long as this matter is done, the old man will hand him over to you and let you dispose of it," the white-bearded old man stretched out his palm and patted the one-eyed monster on the shoulder to appease him.

The one-eyed stranger swallowed wildly and said stupidly, "Boy, one day, I will inflict you on me, and I will return my pride on you a hundred times."

The vicious conversation between the two fell to the young man's ears word for word, and he now understood how dangerous his situation was, but there was nothing he could do.

On that day, he thought he had found the lair of the auction house, but he encountered the only sworn enemy in his life, the one-eyed stranger. Only he, Yan San, still had a chance to get out, but unfortunately, behind him, there was a white-bearded old man who was many times stronger than the one-eyed monster.

As soon as Yan San climbed the Snow Peak, he was discovered by the white-bearded old man, and he just waved his hand to make Yan San's spatial technique ineffective, and then the one-eyed strange man rushed up and killed him. Fortunately, at the most critical time, the intrusion of Lao Xiaotou made the seal of the white-bearded old man relax a little, and Yan San rushed out to report the news at the risk of death.

It's a pity that everything is late, he saw with his own eyes the scene of the clan leader being killed by the white-bearded old man and frozen into a sculpture, how much he wanted to shout in his heart, wanted to cry, but he couldn't cry. At this moment, the remnant sword gave him a trace of mysterious energy, so that he could barely stand up and shoot a sword at the ice crystal, and it was this sword that caused the ice crystal to produce an extremely slight crack. Otherwise, even if the colorful primordial butterfly appeared, it would not be able to reawaken the old Xiao head.

After Yan San slashed out this sword again, he was no longer powerless. He was on the verge of running out of oil and running out of lamps. At this moment, the white-bearded old man walked up to him and stared at him for a long time, and finally he took the initiative to heal Yan San's injuries, and even his external injuries were healed together.

But Yan San was also sealed by him, and he couldn't move freely, so he could only be carried by a few Snow Peak disciples to walk.

Yan San didn't know what the purpose of the white-bearded old man was like this, but he understood that although he was lucky to live for a while, he still couldn't get rid of the fate of being tortured and killed in the end.

Thinking of the one-eyed monster's murderous killing methods, Yan San shuddered in his heart, he really didn't want to fall into the hands of the one-eyed monster, instead of that, it was better to separate and fight, even if he died, the manly husband would die vigorously.

Yan San's eyes flashed with determination, at this time he had already made up his mind to die, he was just waiting for the opportunity.....

After the one-eyed monster and the white-bearded old man, there were still hundreds of Snow Peak disciples, and this time they could be said to have come out of the nest.

Soon, this group of people was less than a hundred miles away from Yecheng. The guards of the Xuanyin Sect had been presented to them one after another.

At this time, Yecheng had become the main gathering point of the Xuanyin Sect, especially when the Xuanyin Sect was strangling other forces, it had almost become synonymous with death.

Staring at the thick yin qi in the sky above Yecheng, the white-bearded old man's expression was very solemn, he didn't expect that there were still people in the world who cultivated the secret Dao method to such a state. It seems that the outlier is not the only one who met that kid a month ago, there is also one here.

Although the white-bearded old man was surprised, he didn't care about it because of his advanced cultivation. He pointed to Yecheng on the opposite side and ordered: "Now is the time for the Snow Tribes to show their might, everyone will attack the city for me, and be sure to take Yecheng for me before sunset."

"The Venerable of the Snowy Realm has boundless power, and he will win" Hundreds of snow-white clothed disciples roared with all their might, and then they flocked to Yecheng like a tide.

The one-eyed monster and the white-bearded old man also followed closely behind and drifted towards Yecheng.

At the moment when this group of people approached Yecheng, a dark cloud flew over Yecheng, and it twirled, and after a while, five extremely ugly-looking dark ghosts flew out of it. They were carrying hundreds of ghost clans behind them, and they rushed down to Yecheng together to pounce on those Snow Peak disciples.

Seeing this, the one-eyed monster and the white-bearded old man were obviously a little surprised, and the one-eyed monster immediately jumped into the Snow Peak disciple and began to help them resist the devouring of those ghosts.

Due to the addition of the one-eyed monster, the Xuefeng disciples immediately flipped from a passive disadvantage and began to launch a counterattack against the five ghosts.

This is an evenly matched battle, the one-eyed monster has the realm of Taoism, and with the help of the ghost claws, he can fight the four ghosts alone, and the remaining ghost pawns and Xuefeng disciples are also in a state of stalemate against the attack.

As for the Xuanyin Sect disciples facing this kind of battle scene, they only trembled, and they didn't have the courage to rush forward to face the battle.

This time, the battle outside Ye City lasted for several hours, and in the end, the Xuefeng disciples suffered heavy casualties, forcing the white-bearded old man to take action himself.

After all, these things of the ghost clan are immortal and indestructible, and people can't fight against them.

The white-bearded old man slowly paced into the air, and with a wave of his arm, the entire void suddenly took on a strange spiral structure. Then he pressed back with his palm, and in this instant, hundreds of ghost pawns were annihilated and turned into nothing. Then he pressed his palm towards the five ghosts. At this moment, the sky shook, and a ghost king with black gas came out of the clouds.

He raised his hand and turned into smoke and rushed towards the white-bearded old man, his speed was already extremely fast, even the white-bearded old man could not compete with it.

But the white-bearded old man was not flustered at all, just flicked his arm slightly, and a series of ice crystals spread out around his body. It's just the blink of an eye, and there are this kind of ice crystal spirochetes within a hundred zhang. This makes it impossible for the Ghost King to get close, and even if his speed is beyond imagination, he can't attack.

At this time, the white-bearded old man's cold-electric eyes swept around, and immediately locked the time and space where the ghost king was, and with a slight flick of his arm, a bright ice crystal shot out, and then the time and space were immediately frozen.

The Ghost King had already escaped at a very fast speed, but he was still frozen in a little black gas, and he was frozen in place and unable to move.

At this moment, the ice crystals in the palm of the white-bearded old man's hand appeared again, and the ghost king's mouth let out a terrible roar, and then a circle of silver-white flashes lit up in Yecheng, and then a vague figure came out of the aperture.

He was the second life, and as soon as he appeared, the five ghosts cheered, and the Xue Feng disciples on the opposite side were already frightened, they had never seen such a terrifying person.

The second life slowly descended to the head of the Ye city wall, and his cold eyes looked down on the entire hundred miles of wasteland, and at this moment, the one-eyed strange man was slightly stunned, and he lost his voice and said: "Holy King? ”。

Although the second life heard the shout of the one-eyed monster, but after he glanced at the one-eyed monster, he turned his gaze to the white-bearded old man, he didn't care about the one-eyed monster at all, with his current Taoism, only facing the white-bearded old man was a real strong enemy.

The one-eyed strange man was obviously a little displeased when he saw that Second Life was so indifferent to him, and he stared at Second Life with a vicious gaze and said, "Since you don't recognize the old love, then don't blame us for being ruthless."

The one-eyed monster shook his hand and continued to attack the five ghosts.

The second life is to pace towards the white-bearded old man, as the so-called master moves, only need a face to know the outcome of the victory. Therefore, both of them are very wary of each other.

The white-bearded old man also ignored the ghost king, gradually reined in his momentum, and tried his best to deal with the strong enemy in front of him.

The second life's body floated in the air, and the clouds and mist under his feet condensed little by little, that is, he had just comprehended the Dark Dao Method: Knowing the Void.

Knowing emptiness is a distraction spell that uses the powerful and incomparably powerful spiritual power of distraction to present a three-element consciousness matrix into a three-element entity.

All the people on the ground who saw that cloud suddenly formed a brief blank in their minds at this time, and they actually forgot who they were and where they were.

This is the power of knowing the sky, once the enemy falls into this space-time situation, then he will give himself a chance to kill.

The second life's cold gaze kept staring at the white-bearded old man's eyes, and as long as he was a little sluggish, he would immediately launch a lore.

However, the white-bearded old man didn't see this, his pupils always showed a calm and unhurried gaze, and the momentum of the Dao Law around him never stopped.

The second life was a little surprised by the failure of his own consciousness, and it was recorded in the weird cheats that he could ignore the cultivation, and the effect on the enemy depended entirely on his concentration.

Just when the second life was a little hesitant, the white-bearded old man took a long breath in his heart, and secretly thought: "Fortunately, the transformation technique practiced by the old man has been hidden from this kid, otherwise he will definitely not be able to escape this lore."

The white-bearded old man came to his senses, where could he let the second life have another chance to kill him, he immediately slapped his backhand, and an ice crystal rushed towards the second life.

At this moment, the entire void showed a four-dimensional gradient, and the two of them were also promoted from the three-dimensional universe to the four-dimensional universe.

Second Life sensed the power and beauty of the ice crystals like Lao Xiao Tou, but he was not frozen in ice, his body showed a strange silver-white aperture, but all the ice crystals that touched the silver-white aperture were all wiped out at this moment.

This scene made the white-bearded old man amazed. He didn't expect that there was anyone else in the world who could resist the attack of a perfect ice crystal with two gradient values.

However, the circle of silver light on the second life's body made the white-bearded old man feel a higher and more mysterious gradient spiral.

Now the white-bearded old man has re-evaluated the combat power of the second life, and he knows that although this kid's Dao cultivation is far inferior to his own, he has many abilities beyond imagination.

The white-bearded old man pulled out a magic weapon from behind him with some solemnity, this magic weapon was a little weird, it looked like a popsicle from a distance, it was covered with spikes, and countless ice flowers flew from the spikes.

"Quasi-quaternion".

At the moment when the white-bearded old man's popsicle appeared, an exclamation of vicissitudes came from the second life's mind.

"Boy, you can't fight him with this thing, hurry up and flash."

The second life was to stare at the popsicle in the hand of the white-bearded old man without moving, and said coldly: "Then I want to try it."

He turned, pulling his trident out of the void. A bloody light shot up into the sky, and then the entire void was completely stained with blood.

This is the power of the trident that opens the seal of eighty percent. It's already comparable to a quasi-pointer.

With a flick of the second life's wrist, the trident turned into a bloody light and stabbed at the white-bearded old man.

Less than three feet away from the white-bearded old man, a cold light flashed, and then the spikes of the entire trident began to freeze, and then the entire void and even the gradient where the second life was located froze together.

At this moment, it was as if the entire universe was frozen in ice. Even the silver-white aura beside the second life could not resist this cold aura, it was squeezed little by little, and in the end, it completely failed, and the whole person of the second life turned into an ice sculpture in the blink of an eye.

As the popsicle hit again, the ice crystals collapsed, and the second life was shattered, turning into countless tiny particles and spilling down.

At this moment, the smug expression of the white-bearded old man appeared in the air, he looked at the piece of broken spar under the shave, and sneered: "I can't measure my strength."

When Lao Xiao Tou climbed to the top of the snow peak, he found that there were only a few disciples guarding here, and he easily subdued the guards and rushed directly to a snow mound-like building above the peak. The moment he walked into the snow mound, the whole person was stunned.

Behind his snow mound turned out to be a tomb, and judging by Lao Xiaotou, this should be one of the tombs of the seven gods.

At this time, the tomb had been completely destroyed, and a large part of the tomb structure no longer existed, except for the bare stone statues of the giants still standing in the air.

Old Xiao Tou walked in, without suffering any quaternary matrix counterattack, he followed the giant stone statue all the way, walked to the Xuanqiao, and then passed through the Xuanqiao, and saw the stone steps with no end in sight.

Old Xiao Tou felt an inexplicable sadness when he saw this, the tomb that was originally intact was now even part of the stone pillars next to the stone steps had been cut down.

Everywhere he saw were dilapidated pictures, and Old Xiao continued to climb upwards until he saw a platform after climbing dozens of steps.

(End of chapter)