There are already thousands of monks from different realms fighting to the death on the top of Mount Tai, not only here are many surrounding peaks There are monks fighting fiercely, they are wearing the costumes of different sects, and their faces are hideous and vow to kill each other here.

The surrounding mountains have been shattered by the aftermath of the fierce battle, some of the peaks have been cut in half, and the mountain road to the top of Mount Tai has long been bombed to slag, and even the altars of the various dynasties have been reduced to powder.

From time to time, there were bursts of roars in the sky, it was the powerhouse of the Emperor Mirror and above fighting. And Su Yunfei, the initiator of all this, looked at all this blankly, and after glancing at Yue Yao, the two shook their heads one after another, saying that they had nothing to do with themselves.

Su Yunfei seemed to think of something, and suddenly said: "I remember that before entering the Immortal Crane Cave, there were several terrifying figures flying towards the top of Mount Tai at great speed, and I was eager to find you, so I didn't pay attention. Yueyao's face turned pale, and she asked worriedly, "It won't be coming to us!" Su Yunfei shook his head and denied Yue Yao's point of view,

"It shouldn't be, it must be for some heavy treasure, although the monks don't like the New Year so much, but they all have a tacit understanding not to fight in the half month of the New Year, so as not to disturb the secular people!" Just when the two were analyzing, a red-eyed monk killed Su Yunfei and Yue Yao directly after seeing them.

Su Yunfei immediately protected Yue Yao behind him, then picked up the monk with a sword, and then pointed his sword at his head, Han Sheng asked, "What happened here, why are so many disciples of the sect fighting to the death!" The man's head that was cut off by Su Yunfei's sword sobered up a lot, and he said tremblingly: "Three days ago, the people of Haimen discovered the Zhenzong Supreme Treasure Purple Gold Pot that Ling Xiao Sect had lost in Mount Tai back then, and Ling Xiao Sect happened to rush over, and the two factions fought hard, and the other sects joined the treasure battle after knowing about it. Su Yunfei felt a pang in his heart, this purple gold pot could not be the one on his body, and then asked, "Purple gold pot?" What's that? When the man heard Su Yunfei's question, he almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of old blood, and looked at him like an idiot, Su Yunfei frowned, and the man immediately replied respectfully: "The purple gold pot is the treasure refined by the great monk of the Immortal Mirror Ten thousand years ago, the purple gold daoist, known as the ability to swallow all things and refine all things, and later lost the bet with the ancestor of the Lingxiao Sect, and gave it to the ancestor of the Lingxiao Sect, becoming the treasure of the Lingxiao Sect, and later the supreme master of the Lingxiao Sect was accidentally knocked down to Mount Tai in a battle with an ancestor of the Xuantian Sect. Su Yunfei was shocked after hearing this, but also felt a lot more relieved, the purple gold pot on his body was not a real purple gold pot but an imitation, and finally he asked: "How did the people of Tianhaimen find this treasure?" The man swallowed his spit and replied, "Three days ago, a strong light erupted here that was enough to destroy the heavens and the earth, if it weren't for the heavy treasure, it would not have been possible to have such a terrifying power, and Tianhaimen was the first sect to arrive here!" Su Yunfei's old face flushed,

"Get out of here!" As if the monk had been pardoned, he flew away.

"So I made it all the way!" Su Yunfei scratched embarrassedly, then looked at Yueyao, and told her what happened after Yueyao entered the door that day.

After hearing this, Yue Yao had no other thoughts but was moved, she hugged Su Yunfei and said softly: "Yunfei, thank you for everything you have done for me!" ”

"Sister Yueyao will be angry if she says this kind of thing again!"

"Okay, okay, sister, don't talk about it!" The two of them were going to take advantage of no one's attention and quickly slip away, otherwise it would be known that he had caused the ghost, then these sects would not let him go no matter what, after all, thousands of monks from various sects had fallen here.

Su Yunfei and Yue Yao shielded their breath and flew down the mountain at great speed, not daring to fly with their swords, because the Changhong transformed by the sword light was too conspicuous, and they flew more than a dozen monks who were not long-eyed along the way, and finally they reached the foot of the mountain.

Due to the large number of monks fighting here, the energy generated was too strong, resulting in many places being destroyed by energy waves.

Just as Su Yunfei was about to leave with Yueyao, there was an earth-shattering noise in the depths of Mount Tai, which was heard by the people of the entire Dongshan County, and then a huge bottle with a length of 100 zhang slowly rose from somewhere.

All the monks who were fighting in the heavens and on the ground stopped and looked at the huge bottle with shock and greed in their eyes.

Suddenly, a set of dazzling light burst out from the mouth of the bottle and shot straight into the sky, and an Emperor Realm monk who didn't have time to dodge in his sluggishness was directly blasted into slag.

What's even more frightening is that the mouth of the bottle suddenly erupted with a powerful suction, and hundreds of monks of the King Mirror and below were instantly sucked into the bottle, and a series of scalp-numbing screams came out of the mouth of the bottle.

After a breath, the screams stopped, and the hundred-zhang long bottle slowly shrank to half a foot long, exuding a faint purple gold light, standing quietly in mid-air, without the slightest terrifying aura, just like an ordinary jade bottle.

After a short period of consternation, everyone rushed to the purple gold pot desperately, and the old monsters in the sky restrained each other, allowing their disciples to participate in the scramble, the scene was extremely bloody in an instant, and in less than half an hour, hundreds of monks fell in the scramble.

At this moment, thousands of figures stepped into the air and participated in the battle for the purple gold pot.

Monks fell every moment, and the corpses on the ground under the purple gold pot were piled up, but there was still a steady stream of monks coming.

Yueyao couldn't bear to look at it anymore,

"Yunfei, let's go quickly! It's so bloody here, I don't want to watch it anymore! Su Yunfei thought for a moment and decided to leave, he was also interested in the purple gold pot, but this heavy treasure is now a hot potato, whoever takes it is unlucky, although his original purple gold pot is an imitation, but it can also be used.

Suddenly, the purple gold pot in one of his rings suddenly became restless and wanted to rush out of the ring. For the sake of safety, Su Yunfei separated the more important things into different rings to prevent himself from encountering danger and everything was obtained by the enemy.

He felt very bad, pulled Yue Yao and hurried away, and at the moment he left, the purple gold pot that had been standing quietly in mid-air suddenly flew in the direction of Su Yunfei, and the monks who were scrambling immediately chased after him.

The purple gold pot fell directly into Su Yunfei's hand, which immediately shocked him, and he directly threw the purple gold pot into the air, but the purple gold pot seemed to stick to him, and immediately flew back into his hand.

"Why are you always following me, go quickly, I'm going to be killed by you!" Su Yunfei scolded directly, because more than 3,000 monks had already surrounded the two of them.

No matter where he threw it, the purple gold pot would immediately fly to him.

"What do you like about me, can't I change it?" He couldn't do anything about it. A red-eyed monk shouted, "Hand over the purple gold pot, or I will cut you!" Su Yunfei was overjoyed when he heard this, and directly threw the purple gold pot to him, and after the man got the purple gold pot, he couldn't stop laughing, but as soon as he laughed twice, he was directly killed.

The purple gold pot returned to Su Yunfei's hand, directly making him almost crazy, and he threw it into the hands of a monk with a relatively high cultivation, and the monk was killed again before he could come, and the purple gold pot flew back into Su Yunfei's hand.

After that, this is a picture: Su Yunfei is like a god of death, whoever throws the purple gold pot to, if it is less than two breaths, that person will be killed by the monks who snatched the purple gold pot around.

When Su Yunfei wanted to throw it to one of them, the person was instantly shocked and hurriedly shouted: "Stop!" You don't throw it anymore! Su Yunfei looked aggrieved, and then swept through the crowd, and the monk who was swept by him subconsciously retreated some distance.

So there was a delicate balance, Su Yunfei held the purple gold pot with a helpless expression, and more than 3,000 monks looked at him nervously from a distance of 100 zhang from him.

"What's going on with this purple gold pot, why does it always follow you!" Yue Yao asked Su Yunfei with some fear.

Su Yunfei replied helplessly: "I also want to know, it seems to have deceived me!" ”

"What can we do then, we are surrounded by so many people, and we can't leave for a while!"

"I'm worried too!". . . The old monsters in the sky who restrained each other sensed everything that was happening below, and disappeared directly into the clouds and appeared around Su Yunfei, and the monks of those sects were relieved to see the big bosses of their respective sects coming.

Surrounded by more than two dozen Emperor Mirrors and Divine Mirrors, it was impossible for Su Yunfei not to be nervous, and the aura he emitted alone made him almost suffocated.

Su Yunfei really wanted to smash this damn purple gold pot, if it weren't for this thing sticking to him, he would have joined his parents a long time ago.

He directly threw the purple gold pot to the Divine Mirror Cultivator who had cultivated to the highest level, and the man subconsciously caught it, and then he was locked by more than twenty terrifying auras, and immediately Su Yunfei felt the resentful gaze of the Divine Mirror Cultivator.

Su Yunfei felt a chill down his spine, and when he wanted to leave, he found that he had already been locked by those two dozen people.

Yue Yao nervously hugged Su Yunfei's arm and said, "What should Yunfei do?!" Su Yunfei took a deep breath and silently took out two things, a Lingyue Order from the Lingyue Palace, and a token given to him by Murong Zhan, the head of the Shushan Sword Shrine, as long as he crushed the two tokens, Dugu Xianqin and Murong Zhan would arrive in the fastest time.

He didn't hesitate to crush it, there were so many bigwigs present, even if he had more magic weapons, he couldn't escape from under their noses.

The Divine Mirror Great Cultivator, looking at the purple gold pot in his hand that he wanted to struggle to break free, fell into a dilemma, for this heavy treasure, the sect had lost hundreds of disciples, but now so many people whose cultivation was not lower than him were staring at him, so that he couldn't help but want to give up.

His resentment towards Su Yunfei grew deeper and deeper, just as he was about to shoot this ant to death. A sword roar that resounded through the sky came from afar, and then a loud shout sounded: "Who dares to hurt my Shushan disciple!" ”