Needless to say, everyone present immediately guessed the identity of this white-clothed old man who flew out of the bronze giant hall, he was the owner of the Hall of Eternal Life, Jiu Xiwei.

Jiu Xiwei's spiritual power was stirring, as if he was in a world, surrounded by mysterious laws, like the god of creation.

Facing the four fierce beasts that attacked with all their might, the Supreme Jiu Xi's face was calm, his right hand was lightly raised, and countless laws surrounded his right hand, dancing.

"Broken. I only heard him shout softly, his right hand emitted a slight light, and an invisible force spread out, rushing straight towards the four fierce beasts that were coming.

Bang bang!

The four dull crashing sounds sounded almost at the same moment, and before everyone could react, the four fierce beast supremes flew out upside down at a speed faster than the one they had just killed to Jiu Xiwei, crashing through the void and falling into the boundless sea, splashing monstrous waves.

"Ahem, cough, ahem......" Jiuxi coughed slightly violently in the void just now, his face was slightly pale, and his body was not as tall and powerful as before, but it looked slightly rickety, which made everyone suspicious.

"Could it be that the master of this Hall of Eternal Life is really a martial artist who has surpassed the Mixed Yuan Realm, otherwise how could he have injured the four fierce beast supremes so easily with one move?!" Chu Yunfan was dumbfounded, and he began to waver in his thoughts that he had just decided that Jiu Xiwei could not be a martial artist beyond the Mixed Yuan Realm, "But looking at his state at this time, it seems that it took a lot of effort to deal with the blow of the four fierce beasts, could it be that he himself is injured?" But then again, what is there in this Xuanwu Continent that attracts a strong person like him?"

While Chu Yunfan was still thinking, the sky above became a little silent, perhaps all the martial artists were so shocked by Jiu Xiwei's strength that they couldn't speak.

Jiu Xi raised his eyes slightly to look at the gold and silver king beast that flew back from a distance, with a trace of blood on his body, and Duoyan Shanqiang, who still had blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and slowly spoke: "Do you still want to stop me now?"

Duo Yan Shan's face was solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "I don't know if you have reached that realm, but now it seems that even if the six of us join forces to stop you, the chance is not great, but can you tell me why you have to enter the Xuanwu Continent, what do you want to find from the Xuanwu Continent?"

"The old man only takes one thing, and you don't need to know what it is. Jiu Xiwei looked at the Snow Wolf King and other fierce beast supremes who flew back from the depths of the sea and stood side by side with Duoyan Mountain, and said slowly: "That's all the old man said, if you want to continue to block it, the next blow will not be so lucky." ”

"Damn. The Snow Wolf King, who had always been calm, couldn't control his emotions anymore, and his only remaining eyes were full of anger.

"Snow wolf boss, he's too strong, we can't beat him, so let's just let him in. The black python beside the Snow Wolf King sighed and said to the Snow Wolf King.

"Patriarch Duoyan, what do you think?" the Snow Wolf King always felt that things were not so simple, and his intuition told him that what Jiu Xiwei was looking for would affect the entire Xuanwu Continent.

"The old man thinks that there must be an article in this, but now what can we do, for something we don't know, fight hard with a person we know is not an opponent?"

Jiu Xiwei didn't pay attention to one of the five beasts in the discussion, and with a move of his right hand, the bronze giant hall quickly shrank and was taken into his palm, and then strode forward and landed towards the Xuanwu Continent.

"Senior Brother Jiu, slow down. ”

Just when everyone thought that no one could stop Jiu Xiwei anymore, a voice came from the distance again, and when the words fell, three figures stepped out of the void and came to Jiu Xiwei's side.

There were three old men, all wearing loose robes, one white and two gray, the old man in the white robe was straight, his face was thin, his cheeks were slightly inverted, and his eyes were as deep as the sea, and everyone looked as if they were about to be swallowed up by the waves and fell into the depths of the endless sea and could not turn over.

The aura on the other two gray-robed old men was peaceful, blending into one, like ordinary people, without any breath revealed. The most obvious difference between the two is that the gray-robed old man on the left has a three-inch-long white beard on his chin, while the gray-robed old man on the right has a beard.

Jiu Xiwei suddenly stopped, his brows furrowed slightly, and he looked at the three of them with a solemn face: "Aren't the three junior disciples still in retreat?