The middle-aged woman and the young man didn't expect Ye Qinglan to be so difficult, this was still when the other party was not in a good state.

If the other party is at its peak, wouldn't it be one against three.

The middle-aged woman quietly glanced at the young man.

The young man comprehended, and stared at Ye Qinglan with his eyes.

Suddenly, when Ye Qinglan and the young woman were inseparable, the young man saw the opportunity and slapped Ye Qinglan with one palm.

Nangong Xuan's face changed, and he hurriedly reminded: "Senior sister be careful!"

Nangong Xuan's reminder was timely, and Ye Qinglan also reacted immediately, but unfortunately, it was still a step slower after all.

The young man slapped Ye Qinglan on the back of the heart, Ye Qinglan spurted out a mouthful of blood violently, and her body staggered, not waiting for her to stabilize her figure.

The young woman had already used the long sword turned into a totem to pierce Ye Qinglan's shoulder.

The attack on her abdomen and back made Ye Qinglan's face instantly pale.

However, this also stimulated Ye Qinglan's potential, and the source qi surged wildly, and then violently vibrated the two supremes.

Ye Qinglan did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but turned around and took Nangong Xuan with him, and quickly swept into the distance.

The middle-aged woman's face sank: "Chase!" The three of them chased Nangong Xuan and them again.

Nangong Xuan looked at Ye Qinglan worriedly: "Senior sister, how are you, are you okay?"

Ye Qinglan shook her head, took out a handful of pills casually, threw them into her mouth and chewed them: "I'm fine."

The more Ye Qinglan said that she was fine, the more Nangong Xuan blamed herself.

He felt that he was really useless, if it weren't for him, Ye Qinglan was still cultivating in the Burial Heaven Palace at the moment, where would he suffer like this.

At this moment, Nangong Xuan was extremely eager to hope that he could become stronger.

He doesn't want to be protected by others every time he encounters danger.

Although Ye Qinglan didn't say anything every time, he still felt that he couldn't go.

As if seeing Nangong Xuan's thoughts, Ye Qinglan's pale face squeezed out a gentle smile: "Don't think so much, it will be fine in the future."

Nangong Xuan didn't speak, he had already decided, from now on, he was going to cultivate seriously.

As one of the Eight Kings of the Tongtian Ancient Road, now I am afraid that his cultivation is the lowest.

In the past, he was able to fight beyond the level with his super combat power, but with the enhancement of his cultivation, his ability to fight beyond the level became weaker and weaker.

In the past, the cultivation of the Jindan Realm was enough to deal with the cultivators of the Yuan Infant Realm, and the cultivation of the Yuan Infant Realm did not take the cultivators of the True Infant Realm seriously.

But now, although his enemy has been promoted to the Supreme Realm, his cultivation at the peak of the True Realm is comparable to that of a cultivator who can be compared to the Wheel Realm Xiaocheng.

This is not enough to see in front of his enemies.

Soon, a town appeared in front of them, and it wasn't long before they could reach it.

But at this time, Ye Qinglan had already reached the limit, there was no blood on her face, and her speed dropped sharply, and there were bursts of dizziness, constantly impacting her brain.

Ye Qinglan smiled hoarsely and bitterly: "Nangong Xuan, I'm afraid I won't be able to go with you on the next road."

Before Nangong Xuan could speak, Ye Qinglan fainted, and the two fell uncontrollably from the sky.

Seeing this, Nangong Xuan hurriedly stabilized his body and grabbed Ye Qinglan who was in a coma.

Nangong Xuan said softly: "It's hard work, leave it to me next."

Then he carried Ye Qinglan behind his back and continued to rush towards the town in the distance.

On the other side, He Xian and the others had been waiting for nearly an hour, and Nangong Xuan and the others still didn't have to bring them over.

He Xian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as long as Nangong Xuan and the others were not caught.

Gu Chunting smiled slightly: "It is worthy of being able to become one of the eight kings of the Tongtian Ancient Road, and it is really lucky to be able to escape for so long."

He Xian smiled: "What? Excuse me? ”

Nangong Xuan and the others were not caught, so he was not worried.

Gu Chunting looked at He Xian: "Okay, since that's the case, let's play with you, I remember that you are in the Burial Heaven Palace, you should be the Seventh Elder."

"It's only been three hundred years, and you've been promoted to the perfection of the Supreme Realm, and your Burial Heavenly Palace is really not ordinary."

He Xian smiled playfully: "Envy? If you are envious, you can also join the Burial Heaven Palace. ”

Gu Chunting said lightly: "I'm not interested." A purple sheep totem appeared behind him.

Immediately afterwards, the totem turned into a long stick and landed in his hand.

In addition, a mountain appeared in front of him, which was his general incarnation.

He Xian put away his smile, and the natal totem burial coffin and the instrument totem burial coffin appeared behind him, and at the same time, a piece of purple qi was condensed on the side, which was his general trend incarnation.

Gu Chunting's body moved, and the long stick in his hand smashed directly at He Xian.

He Xian put away his smile, and the totem burial coffin was erected in front of him, resisting Gu Chunting's attack, and at the same time, the burial yuan was directly displayed.

The purple qi was pervasive, enveloping Gu Chunting in it, but against a strong person like Gu Chunting, Fu Yuan was obviously not enough.

Soon the purple qi dissipated, and Gu Chunting's figure appeared.

"Wanfeng Palm!"

With Gu Chunting's palm, the phantom shadows of the surrounding peaks suddenly appeared.

"This Ten Thousand Peaks Palm, it seems that the Great Elder has cultivated to the extreme, and he has actually shown so many mountain peak phantoms."

"Yes, I can only show the ten peaks now, I didn't expect the Great Elder to cultivate the Ten Thousand Peaks Palm to such a point."

"It's such a terrifying power, I thought that my Wanfeng Palm had already cultivated perfectly, and compared to the Great Elder, it was like a master."

The twelve supremes around immediately showed a look of surprise when they saw the secret technique that Gu Chunting had unleashed.

As the high-level secret technique of their Jiuzhang Mountain, the Wanfeng Palm can only be cultivated after reaching the realm of life and death.

None of them have been immersed in the past hundred and eighty years, but none of them can do Gu Chunting's this, today they can be regarded as a long insight, it turns out that Wan Fengzhang can still reach this level.

He Xian clasped his hands together, his ring finger and little thumb were buckled, and there were words in his mouth, and then he volleyed it down: "Funeral technique!"

Suddenly, purple fluorescent fluorescence appeared under Gu Chunting's feet, and at the same time, an invisible force surged into Gu Chunting's body.

Gu Chunting frowned, the attacks of the Burial Heaven Palace had always been weird, even if he wanted to crack it, it would be very difficult.

Under this strange attack, he only felt that the source qi in his body was rapidly being neutralized, and at the same time, his vitality was also constantly weakening.

Helpless, Gu Chunting could only turn the attack and slap Wan Feng's palm at his feet.

I saw that the purple fluorescence quickly dissipated, but his Wanfeng palm was also resisted.

Seeing this, He Xian quickly came to Gu Chunting and launched a melee attack on Gu Chunting.