The difference in strength between the two sides still existed, and Yuan Chen was not carried away by his own anger, he understood that now was not the time to start a head-on conflict with Yuan Hu.

Although Yuan Hu wanted to get rid of Yuan Chen, the situation was pressing, and he didn't have much to do.

However, Yuan Hu suddenly thought of the force that Yuan Chen represented now, thinking that maybe someone could help him and kill people with a knife, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face: "You are right, I can't start a war with you now, but let me tell Yuan Chen, this Red Dust Conference, you don't want to leave this realm alive!"

Putting down the cruel words, Yuan Hu left this realm with the emperors of the Yuan family, the holy sword was not grabbed, and it was meaningless for the people of the Yuan family to continue to stay here, it was better to take advantage of the fact that there were other opportunities in the temple that were not taken away by others, and seize the opportunity to start.

Seeing the people of the Yuan family retreating, Lin Wuxin and Liu Pingtian were also relieved, after all, if Yuan Hu really had the iron heart to get rid of Yuan Chen, then their position would become very embarrassing.

On one side is the interests of the Sword Craftsman family, for the sake of the Hongchen Conference, it must not be split in advance, and on the other side is the original intention of Lin Wuxin and Liu Pingtian, if they want to protect Yuan Chen, they have to stand on the opposite side with Yuan Hu and even the entire Yuan family.

Fortunately, Yuan Hu retreated, otherwise today's battle within the Yuan family is likely to evolve into a break in the Sword God Craftsman family.

Yuan Chen's expression was complicated, he clenched the fist in his hand, thinking that it was because his strength was not strong enough, otherwise he would have been able to defeat Yuan Hu head-on just now and avenge what happened to his parents back then.

Mu Hanyan defeated the group of heroes to obtain the holy sword, and with his kendo talent, the sleeping sword spirit in the holy sword took the initiative to recognize the master, and the panicked holy power continued to tremble in the realm.

"Such a fierce sword, I don't know which saint Rosh snatched it from before his death. "Yuan Chen has seen some memories of Rosh Saint from the compass of life and death, and knows that most of the treasures stored in this inheritance temple are trophies captured by Rosh Saint from the hands of foreign saints.

Like the Soul Eater handkerchief held by the black-skinned puppet, it is a holy weapon used by an ancestor of the Soul Clan, but it is a pity that it was destroyed by the compass of life and death, and the spirit of the instrument was destroyed, and it was reduced to a semi-holy weapon.

Rosh Saint was also an undefeated god of war in the primeval era, and he was a saint who was the main merit and killing under the seat of the Red Dust Saint.

It's a pity that in the last battle, in order to delay time for other battles, Rosh Saint took the initiative to challenge the evil ancestor, and finally fell.

The compass of life and death was left in the inheritance temple by the Rosh Saint, which shows that the Rosh Saint had no idea of survival at all during the primeval war, and in the face of the existence of the evil ancestor, it was as strong as the Rosh Saint and could only resolutely die.

The Holy Sword was taken away, and there was no need for this realm to exist.

Time and space oscillated, and many sword cultivators who were originally in the realm withdrew and fled for their lives, so as not to be swallowed up by this space that was about to collapse.

"Boom—"

As soon as Yuan Chen and the others were about to leave, they saw a huge blue ink-colored flying mark suddenly fly from the entrance of the realm, blocking the passage.

Almost at the same time, the spatial passage of the Heavenly Dome was completely locked, and countless fierce fires flew out from within the Great Seal, pouring into the realm in a steady stream.

"Wait!" Su Changyun reacted quickly, a sword flew out, and the fierce sword qi snorted through the heavens and the earth, crushing all the firelight that was attacking their side.

"This flame ...... Why is it a little familiar......" Yuan Chen's expression froze, and the evil aura he felt from the Great Seal had a sense of déjà vu.

Before they could think about it, the collapse of time and space in the realm had forced everyone in front of them, with an evil fire blocking the road in front of them, and a roaring space-time storm in the back, almost without a door to the sky and a way to enter the ground.

At the critical moment, Mu Hanyan held the holy sword and angrily slashed out a fierce light, smashing the big seal blocking the road in front of him.

The hidden evil fire in the Infa covered the heavens and the earth, as if it was about to devour everyone.

The power of the holy sword is huge, even the invisible fire can cut a path stiffly, all the sword cultivators take the opportunity to follow Mu Hanyan and fly out of the realm, only before the passage cut out by the sword qi has not healed, they have a glimmer of life.

Yuan Chen sensed the temple space on the opposite side of the passage, and directly took all the people of his own force to move the space and escape from the realm of the collapse.

Several people were shocked, and Yuan Chen reappeared on the temple of the temple, looking at the already chaotic battle situation here, and felt bad.

"Huh?!" Suddenly, a killing machine locked Yuan Chen, and the blood of ten thousand beasts in his body was stimulated and boiled, releasing a thick force of qi and blood.

"Bang!"

Without anyone else noticing, two pitch-black ink pads appeared above Yuan Chen's head and under his feet, directly suppressing him.

Fortunately, Yuan Chen urged the laws of time and space at the last moment, so he was lucky to get out, as long as he had any hesitation, it was estimated that his law body had been crushed into a puddle of flesh.

"Bang! bang!"

A rhythmic burst of applause rang out from within the void, and a man in an inky cloak hid in the black mist, gradually manifesting himself.

Su Changyun and the others were like great enemies, because they felt an incomparably heavy coercion from the ink-robed man, which was even more terrifying than facing Mu Hanyan.

Yuan Chen's eyes were cold, he looked at the figure of the man in the ink robe, and that familiar feeling came back again.

"Haha! I really saw a wonderful competition just now, Dustless Sword Emperor, we haven't seen each other for a long time!" A hearty laugh came from under the black fog, and the other party's voice was extremely hoarse, as if the vocal cords had been polished by sandpaper.

To everyone's consternation, the ink-robed man actually knew the Dustless Sword Emperor, and it seemed that there was a lot of grudge between them.

Yuan Chen has only been in the Holy Realm for more than 10,000 years, and there are not many people he has seen, and if Yuan Chen does not participate in the Red Dust Conference, it will be difficult to see him on weekdays.

For the Hongchen Conference, Yuanchen has been practicing in retreat for 10,000 years, and the man in the ink robe knows himself, which can only show that he is a cultivator who met in Yuanchen 10,000 years ago.

"Could it be the killer of the Six Dao Pavilion, or the Evil Ancestor Messenger?" Yuan Chen suddenly guessed these two possibilities in his heart, the evil Dao cultivator he had made enemies with in the Ten Thousand Realms of the Sacred Realm was just these two forces, and it was not impossible for Yuan Chen to almost kill a killer emperor of the Six Dao Pavilion in the Yama Hell, and it was not impossible to offend the Six Dao Pavilion.

There are also those evil ancestor envoys, although Yuan Chen has hidden his identity before, but the existence of the semi-saint level is up to the sky, and it is not impossible for the other party to be able to speculate on his identity.

Seeing that Yuan Chen didn't recognize him directly, the ink-robed man suddenly laughed, and then dispersed the black mist on his body, gradually revealing his face under the cloak.

Yuan Chen could hear that the black-robed man's sneer was not laughing at him, but laughing at himself.

The man in the ink robe laughed as if he was sighing at his own changes.

Looking at the ink-robed man's gradually manifest face, Yuan Chen's eyes were suddenly shocked, and he said in astonishment: "You are ...... Green...... Qingtan?!"

Hearing Yuan Chen's voice, those cultivators who had ascended from the mortal realm with Yuan Chen all showed expressions that were even more surprised than him.

Qingtan used to be the pride of the heavens of the evil clan in the mortal realm, born with the Seven Evil Flames as the accompanying fire, and had the air luck.

In the mortal world war that year, Qingtan was joined forces by Yuanchen and Kongyun monks to enter the void realm of the broken universe, and life and death were uncertain.

At that time, the cultivation of the Qingtan was low, and in a place like the Void Realm where even the Martial Dao Emperor could hardly survive, his end could only be the realm of absolute death.

Maybe it was the power of luck that Qingtan carried that saved him from the situation of ten deaths, and I don't know how much time this guy has been drifting in the Void Realm, under the influence of time chaos, it can be seen from Qingtan's appearance that he has paid an unimaginable price in order to survive.

"Isn't it terrifying? It's all thanks to you!" Qingtan's face looked extremely hideous as if it had been cut by a few marks of the teeth.

The power of nothingness can never be eliminated, coupled with the fact that the power of the years has eroded too much life energy on Qingtan's body, he now looks like an old man in his seventies and eighties, his face is wrinkled, and he looks extremely disgusted.

When he was in the mortal realm, although Qingtan was an evil clan, he was always the superior bloodline of the evil clan, and unlike those evil clans with burly bodies and ugly appearances, he was a rare beautiful man.

But now Qingtan's appearance, not to mention that it can't match half of the word "handsome", and it can't be seen.

"When I first entered the Holy Realm, many people ridiculed my appearance now, and the power of nothingness could not be eliminated, so I could only kill those who mocked my appearance, until now I am getting stronger and stronger, and no one dares to laugh at my appearance in front of me!" Qingtan explained with a twisted smile.

Now Qingtan's cultivation has reached the pinnacle of the Emperor Realm, and he is also the strongest Dao Emperor among the Emperors.

As a cultivator of the same era as Yuan Chen, Qingtan was able to catch up, Yuan Chen expected that this guy must have been treated and tempered inhumanly after coming to the Holy Domain, otherwise it would be almost impossible to catch up with or even surpass their current achievements.

Yuan Chen and Su Changyun are like the Tianjiao of the times, and they are almost exhausted of all the opportunities in every realm, so that they can achieve their current cultivation within hundreds of thousands.

Qingtan cultivated faster than them, which can only show that he has paid a taboo price on top of the opportunity.

"I have been wandering in the Void Realm for 500,000 years, but I didn't expect to be blessed by misfortune and make me cultivate to the path of nothingness. Qingtan took a deep breath, everything in the past was the key to his current eyebrows.

"The evil fire just now turned out to be the Seven Evil Flames you released, no wonder I have a familiar feeling. Yuan Chen sneered.

During the mortal realm, he suffered a lot from the Seven Flames.

"If you don't say I've forgotten!" Qingtan suddenly smiled, "I sensed the breath of the Seven Flames on you, you should have killed my father and snatched the Zihuo from him!