The barefoot old ghost frowned, turned around to look, and saw an old man in a brown robe, coming at great speed, like lightning.

The new old man actually looked exactly the same as the Ninth Elder, except for the right eyebrow, there was an inconspicuous scar.

The barefoot old ghost snorted coldly and said, "Eighth Elder, you two old living treasures, are you going to join forces to prevent the old ghost from leaving?" Eighth Elder, don't you forget, the scar on your right eyebrow can still be seen. When I was an old ghost, I could hurt you with a stick, and today, I can do the same. ”

The Eighth Elder's right eyebrow twisted slightly, and he said gloomily: "When the old man fought with you, he made a mistake for a while, and you won a trick by luck. Today, since you trespassed on our territory, and you still made nonsense and hurt my people, if you don't tear off your eyebrows and cut off your hands and feet, outsiders will still think that anyone can break into the core of our clan at will!"

The barefoot old ghost's eyes flashed slightly, and he said, "That is, only his subordinates can see the real chapter?"

The Ninth Elder smiled sneeringly: "Hehe, I've always wondered who had the ability to leave such a scar on my compatriot's face. It turns out that it's you, an old ghost! It seems that today, I have justified my attack on you!"

The barefoot old ghost squinted his eyes slightly, feeling bad, this was clearly the posture of the two elders in front of him, and they wanted to join forces to deal with him.

Against any of the eight or nine elders, the barefoot old ghost is sure that he will not be defeated.

However, with one enemy against two, the barefoot old ghost has no score in his heart.

After all, the opponents were the two elders of the dignified Xuan Clan, and they were the core elders, not ordinary elders.

The outside world knows that the core power of the Xuan clan. In the hands of the Council of Elders, which is composed of nine elders, even the power of the patriarch. are subject to the checks and balances of the Presbyterian Church.

The people of the Xuan clan who are qualified to enter the Nine Elders Church naturally have extremely strong cultivation.

"It seems. I just want to avoid the old ghost, but I can't avoid it. I didn't expect the people of the Xuan clan to be so arrogant and hold grudges, I hope that my impulsiveness will not bring disastrous consequences to Yan Lan and the sect. ”

The barefoot old ghost sighed helplessly, then stared, stretched out his right hand, and said, "You two are immortal." I don't have the confidence to fight alone, and if I want to join forces to deal with the old ghost, I just say it, and I have to find some bullshit excuses. ”

"Haha, I haven't done it for a long time, old ghost, so let's come together. However, there is a word in advance, and this time I came here, but the old ghost made his own opinion. Nothing to do with anyone. Between us, life and death depend entirely on creation. ”

After that, the barefoot old ghost was full of momentum. A strong force soared into the sky.

The Eighth Elder said fiercely: "Is it that you are arrogant, and it has nothing to do with the others in Gangtianmen." It's not your old ghost who has the final say. This place is the land of my Xuan tribe, black and white. Whether it is curved or straight, it is all decided by my Xuan clan. ”

Immediately. The Eighth Elder sent a message to the Ninth Elder: "Brother, you and I can join forces and beat this old ghost to death, the old man doesn't want to see people die easily, but likes to see him die half a life." The old man's preference, you should not have forgotten jì. ”

The Ninth Elder smiled coldly, and said: "Brother, I know, this old ghost took the initiative to find our clan to provoke, even if he was beaten half to death, the other old monsters of Gangtianmen could only grit their teeth and swallow it in their stomachs. ”

After a few roars, the three old men launched an earth-shattering battle in the sky thousands of miles above the Xuan clan.

Above the sky, countless lights shone brightly, and the light shone thousands of miles away.

Even the clouds that stretched for thousands of miles were shattered and scattered.

The barefoot old ghost stabbed the stick in his hand, completely changing his inconspicuous appearance in the past, and the shadow of the stick crossed the heavens and the earth, frantically pressing towards the eighty-ninety-two old man.

After a stick of incense, the three of them were steaming, and terrifying energy fluctuations emanated from their bodies, and they were all red-eyed, and they couldn't wait to take each other's lives on the spot.

After three incense sticks, a strong explosion sound was produced in the sky thousands of miles away.

The combined efforts of the eight and nine old men poured on the barefoot old ghost at the same time, how could the barefoot old ghost bear it, and immediately threw it towards the sky.

"These two old monsters, I haven't seen them for so many years, and their strength has actually improved so much. Hey, it seems that the old ghost I really slept too much, I don't want to make progress, and if I don't advance, I will retreat. ”

When the barefoot old ghost was thrown away, he shook his head and sighed lightly, and then turned sharply to stabilize his figure.

At this time, the barefoot old ghost had been bombarded five hundred miles away, his whole body was even more torn, he was panting heavily, and his face and body were covered with blood, and he was obviously injured.

In the blink of an eye, the eighty-ninety-two old man flashed in, and the two of them were also in broken robes, but they were not as strict as the barefoot old ghosts.

The Ninth Elder shouted: "Old ghost, you are already consuming spiritual power, and you are fighting with the two of us, and at this time, your strength has been gone, I think you will continue to fight?"

The Eighth Elder said gloomily: "I have heard that the old ghosts are not social, and they are separated from the old monsters in Gangtianmen. This time, we will kill the old ghost here, and I am afraid that no one will come to save you. Old ghost, if you want to blame it, you will be blamed for your brain fever and impulse, and you are not popular, today, I will abolish you!"

After that, the eighty-ninety-two old man understood it in his heart, and at the same time offered a trick.

Immediately, a terrifying formation enveloped the barefoot old ghost.

The barefoot old ghost's eyes were heavy, although his cultivation was not weak, but the eight or nine elders of the Xuan clan were strong people of the same level as him, and he was naturally powerless to deal with two.

"Hey, Yan Lan, the old ghost is really too successful and more than defeated, he didn't save you, but let himself fall into a desperate situation. I don't know if the old ghost will still be able to see you after today, and I don't know if I can see the moment when you reach the peak of cultivation. ”

The barefoot old ghost's eyes showed sadness, the battle of masters is so cruel, life and death are only a moment.

"Boom!"

The two formations condensed in an instant, completely enveloping the barefoot old ghost, and then exploded, with a sound that shook thousands of miles.

The barefoot old ghost was immediately shrouded in a blood mist, his skin exploded with dozens of wounds, blood gushed out, and a large amount of blood spurted out of his mouth, and even his eyes turned red.

The barefoot old ghost wiped the blood from his mouth with his hands, licked his lips with his tongue, and said to himself: "Xiaobao, in the future, don't miss the old ghost and me, and accompany those disciples to cultivate." One day, when they have enough strength, they will definitely avenge the old ghost me. ”

"And Yan Lan, little guy, you have gone through so many setbacks and not died, you must survive this catastrophe! If the old ghost sees you under the Nine Springs, don't blame me for spanking you. Hmph, what are you doing in that hellish place?"

The barefoot old ghost smiled, he had been free and frank all his life, with a clear conscience, and finally died like this, turned into a speck of dust, and dissipated with the wind, it was enough.

In a lifetime, how many people can live for thousands of years and cultivate like this?

"Barefoot old ghost, under the old man's palm, you will be useless if you don't die!"

The Eighth Elder smiled evilly, raised his right palm, and in his palm was a killing array, full of terrifying fluctuations. (To be continued......)