The Holy Lord of Qiankun did not move. A terrifying murderous intent burst out of his dark eyes, and he tightly stung Chen Yu, making the latter have a heavy feeling as if facing a mountain, and the Holy Lord of Qiankun looked down on everyone like an emperor who mastered Qiankun.

"Tianxing, let's go. At this time, there was indeed a white-haired old man who did not have the slightest breath on his body and quietly came to Feng Tianxing and the others, how did this person appear, there was no sign at all, which made Chen Yu and the others feel like they were facing a big enemy.

"See the Holy Lord. ”

After Feng Tianxing saw it, everyone with Fengyun lowered their heads and said respectfully, Chen Yu and the others were also relieved, it turned out to be the Holy Lord of the Feather Immortal Valley, I am afraid that this body cultivation is the highest in the Holy Lord present, if he wants to make a move on himself and others just now, no one can stop him.

The Feather Transformation Holy Lord nodded lightly, glanced at the Qiankun Holy Lord in the distance, and said, "After all, you are just the peak Holy Lord who dominates the world, so take good control of your subordinates, don't let that day let the group of people under your command who don't open their eyes bring you the disaster of annihilation!"

Obviously, he also heard what Chen Wu said before, as a Saint Lord-level figure, he naturally wouldn't bother with Chen Wu, but the Qiankun Holy Lord was still so domineering, which made him very dissatisfied in his heart.

How powerful is the Feather Saint Lord? This question is terrifying only known by those Saint Lord-level martial artists present, everyone just knows that a thousand years ago, this one from the Feather Immortal Valley was already a peak Saint Lord-level martial artist who reigned over the world.

Moreover, for thousands of years, the Feather Immortal Valley has always been the most low-key one of the peak forces in Dongzhou, and no one knows how strong its true foundation is, and there is no Holy Lord who is not afraid of the Feather Immortal Valley.

At this time, the Holy Lord of Yunxiao also flickered to Jun Zongheng's side, stood next to him, signaled to Chen Yu, and asked him to stand over, Chen Yu is still a guest in the same vein outside the sect of the Holy Lord of Yunxiao, it can be said that he has the same origin, and he has such a fighting power against the sky, and his status is even more than that of Jun Zongheng.

Seeing this, the Qiankun Holy Lord's face changed slightly, and he snorted coldly, and dense endless Dao patterns appeared under his feet, hooking all kinds of origin forces between heaven and earth, and it seemed that he would break through the void and leave at any time, even if he was proud, he didn't dare to face the two Holy Lords.

But the Cloud Sky Holy Lord can fight him until he doesn't see life or death, and what's even more terrifying is that even the living fossil of the Feather Feather Holy Lord seems to be trying to protect Chen Yu, and the most fearful thing is that the power that Chen Yu burst out from manipulating the blood river just now is comparable to that of the Holy Lord.

Three against one, only those with brains will go to the battle, the Holy Lord of Qiankun did not say a word, turned around and left, walking towards the highest peak, endless tunnel lines appeared under his feet, it seemed to be a thousand miles in one step.

"Two, don't go into the depths of the mountain, there is an incomparably terrifying existence there. Chen Yu was also relieved to see the Qiankun Holy Lord leaving, and said to the Feather Transformation Holy Lord and the Yunxiao Holy Lord.

"Where there is the immortal treasure of the Heavenly Sword Saint, I will definitely get it. The Feather Saint Lord shook his head, rolled his hand and took Feng Tianxing and the others to disappear in place in an instant, heading towards the direction of the mountain peak.

And the Holy Lord of Yunxiao nodded at Chen Yu, and did not say much, but also acted separately, maybe Chen Yu didn't know why they had to desperately enter that mountain, but the older generation of martial artists all knew, among the many holy masters, there were many old martial artists, these people had not lived much, they had been crisscrossing this land for thousands of years, and they would soon face the juncture of life and death, no one could escape from this level, all beings in the heavens, who could escape reincarnation?

But if there are some divine medicines, these holy lords can prolong their lifespan, and a single medicine king can at least increase the lifespan of hundreds of years, which is not the biggest temptation for these holy lords.

Most of the martial artists of the older generation rushed to the mountain peak, where there was the immortal treasure of the Heavenly Sword Saint, which contained a lot of medicine kings, which could prolong their lives, while Chen Yu stood in place, frowning and not making any moves.

At present, Zhao Qian and many other young generation of Tianjiao are following the older generation of martial artists, where there is also a great temptation for them, because it is rumored that there is the inheritance of this Heavenly Sword Saint, among which there are all kinds of anti-heaven secret techniques and cultivation perceptions.

"What exactly exists here? Could it be that it needs the blood of countless martial artists to nourish it for tens of thousands of years, is it related to the Tongtian Sword Saint, or is it the existence that once gave the Tongtian Sword Saint a new cultivation?"

For a moment, Chen Yu felt that he was in a confusing situation, he took a deep breath, and walked towards the mountain peak step by step, no matter what was in it, he had to get one of the void magic techniques!

Chen Yu walked a few steps, then turned around and looked at Ming Yanran who was following behind him like a tail with a helpless look, and said angrily: "I haven't seen you for half a year, but I look much smarter, don't you miss me very much?"

When Ming Yanran heard this, her bright big eyes flashed, revealing her little tiger teeth, constantly rubbing, and said with a smile: "Yes, the palace master misses you very much, bastard!"

As soon as he heard her say this, Chen Yu had a bad premonition and wanted to dodge, but this was a place to kill immortals, except for walking according to the safe Dao map, as long as he took a wrong step, he would be attacked by Dao Terror, so he had no way to turn his body.

"Ah, you puppy, let go!"

Sure enough, Ming Yanran pounced on him, opened her mouth, grabbed his arm fiercely and bit it down, Chen Yu wanted to get rid of it, but she was afraid that her strength would be too great, so she was waved out, and in the end she could only endure the sour feeling from her arm, and screamed at Ming Yanran's head.

"Phew, let you bastard not go to Middle-earth to find me, you deserve to bite you!" Ming Yanran said vaguely while biting Chen Yu's arm.

Finally, after some negotiations, Ming Yanran was finally willing to let Chen Yu go, on the condition that Chen Yu take her to the top of the mountain, Chen Yu had no choice but to agree, but emphasized that she must not move.

Tongtian Sword Shrine, the top of the highest mountain peak, there is a misty light where it is grand, giving people an extremely illusory feeling, it can be seen from the Yuan Tianyan that the endless blood rivers under this ground are pouring into the mountain peaks, forming an extremely dazzling blood light, but it is not clear what is inside.

Before coming to the peak, none of the martial artists could fly, and they were all suppressed by a mysterious power, which was close to the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, and even the martial artists of the Holy Lord level could not compete with it, so they could only hike up the mountain.

Chen Yu raised his head and looked up at the mountain peak, only to see a small path winding up, with many martial artists scrambling to climb up, all of them were masters!

Among them, the Holy Lords walked in a tiger step, and every step of the fall was an endless path pattern emerging from under the soles of their feet, the speed was very fast, almost a thousand miles in one step, and they walked in front of everyone in an instant, but the closer they got to the peak, their speed also gradually fell, after all, this mountain peak gave them a dangerous intuition.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Yu stepped forward, not slowing down, Ming Yanran followed behind him step by step, and the two of them also quickly came to the side of the mountain peak and boarded the intestinal path.

However, as soon as Chen Yu stepped on the path, he felt a stinging sensation coming from his heart, which almost made him unconscious, he covered his heart and fell to his knees, his face became extremely pale, and fine sweat continued to break out on his forehead.

Ming Yanran was also extremely anxious when she saw Chen Yu suddenly happening in this situation, and wanted to go over and help Chen Yu, but before she walked to Chen Yu's side, there was an invisible force that blocked her from approaching, and she couldn't even force a breakthrough.

"Little bastard, how are you? Don't scare me. Ming Yanran's anxious tears were about to fall, seeing Chen Yu in such pain, but she couldn't do anything, and she didn't know what to do for a while.

"I'm fine"

Chen Yu's voice became extremely hoarse, as if he was enduring great pain, he slowly raised his head, looking at the top of the mountain, his heart was indeed set off countless shocks, this is why, his heart is so painful again.

If Chen Yu could see his forehead at this time, he would find that he didn't know when, a black mysterious mark appeared on his forehead, and what was even more terrifying was that this black mark seemed to be spreading gradually, and in a few moments, the black mark was already all over half of his face.

"Don't worry about that, let's move on. Chen Yu endured the pain in his heart, struggled up and walked forward step by step, at this time Ming Yanran rushed forward, and when she saw Chen Yu's face, she did let out an exclamation.

"Your face" Ming Yanran trembled and stretched out her jade finger, pointing at Chen Yu and said in horror.

"What's wrong with my face?" Chen Yu gasped, at this time he felt as if a bayonet had pierced his heart, extremely painful, and he didn't notice anything else at all, just found that his face was a little hot.

"Why is your face covered with these weird black runes?" Ming Yanran said as if she had seen a monster, and she felt that Chen Yu seemed to have become very strange at this time.

Chen Yu's heart sank slightly, as if he had thought of something, his face suddenly became gloomy, he slowly put his palm on his face, closed his eyes and asked, "Are there some black runes, as strange as words from ancient times?"

"Yes, that's it, what's wrong with you?" Ming Yanran said anxiously.

Chen Yu suddenly sighed heavily, opened his eyes, looked at the top of the mountain, and muttered, "Yuan"