Zhan Wuji instantly realized something, and immediately said with an embarrassed expression: "I have a dual cultivation partner, if it appears at the same time, it will be troublesome." ”

"Empty" Old Ancestor didn't wait for him to say his complete words, and said indifferently: "Then, let's fight to the death!" ”

Never die......

This, this is also too sorry for the founder of "Empty Hazy", Senior Sister Li, Qiao Ciguang, Si Hong Qingyan, Yan Minghua, Wenren senior, Si Hong Miaoli.

But Senior Brother "Empty Hazy" is the founder of Su Zhentian, and his cultivation is thorough, and he can only do so!

If the "empty" seniors invite themselves, if they happen to meet with their fellow Daoists, then they can be with their companions!

It's a pity that he's still absorbing the power of the Thunder Tribulation.

Thinking of this, Zhan Wuji almost laughed out loud, and hurriedly responded: "Okay!" I'll be with you for three months every year! ”

"Empty" Old Ancestor continued: "If you can't take a break because of your cultivation, you can postpone it, but after you have your free time, you must make up for it!" ”

The "Empty Hazy" Ancestor got Zhan Wuji's consent, and without the slightest hesitation, he took off his Taoist robe, and suddenly, a bright moonlight rose in this teahouse.

The full moon is quiet and tranquil, sprinkling thousands of rays of light, like frost and silver, swaying gently, like the first heavy snow after early spring, with the unique softness of spring, just like the snow-capped mountains on the horizon in the distance under the moonlight, towering and shining on the earth.

A bright moon, with a faint fragrance, quietly fell into her arms.

While enjoying this scene, Zhan Wuji told himself in his heart that it was all forced.

Immediately afterwards, the "Empty Hazy" Ancestor pressed his two hands on Zhan Wuji's shoulders and walked down step by step.

Yu Yuan.

The big tree, so tall that it obscured the sky and the sun.

Dark green silk threads hung down from the void, like a ribbon used to summon souls, covered with dense blood, like poplar flowers in spring, every eye opened, looking coldly at the five figures in the sky.

"Fu Poor", "Star Hate", "Infant Caracal", "Burning", "Fearful", their robes are soaked with blood, their bodies are full of wounds, many of the blood flowing out of the wounds has turned dark green, and some of them have penetrated into their bodies, consuming their strength, and they cannot be eliminated at all.

At this moment, all five of them lowered their heads and did not look at the wood.

Everyone's faces are ugly, this is a very strong opponent!

Problematic!

Even if the five of them are united, coupled with the suppression of supernatural powers, they are completely at a disadvantage, and they may fall at any time!

Moreover, it is clear that this time, Xunmu did not use all his strength, and it seems that he does not want to waste his strength to fight them!

Although the lifespan of this spirit tree is running out, it can at least let it live for another thirty or fifty years!

Although Zhan Wuji's strength is strong, he is just a person who crosses the catastrophe, how did he escape the pursuit of Xunmu?

This thought flashed in the heart of "Fu Poor", and in an instant, his face changed slightly, Zhan Wuji was locked up in Qingyao Mountain, and he was in the Inheritance Palace, witnessing a chase between this junior and the Demon Emperor.

But as time went on, he found that he had not encountered any danger along the way, but became more and more relaxed, and he could easily survive the catastrophe, so he called several ancestors in the sect over, and then went to the upper realm to seek immortal arts, and comprehended immortal arts, and at that time, all the ancestors were in outer space, so they did not see the final battle between Zhan Wuji and the Demon Emperor with their own eyes!

"The golden coffin is buried in the sky, and it has no effect on the search for wood!"

"This guy's strength is probably comparable to that of a true immortal!"

"I didn't expect the Son of War to survive in this situation!"

"Perhaps, it's not that the Demon Emperor is weak, it's just that this War Saint Son is far beyond our expectations!"

"Can't get back the body of chaos, keep fighting, there's no point, retreat!"

After the transmission was completed, the five of them no longer hesitated, and immediately turned around and swept towards Yu Yuan's exit.

But at this moment, the huge star-seeking tree suddenly shook!

In an instant, hundreds of millions of dark green silk threads, crisscrossing and crisscrossing, forming a large web, covering the entire sky, filled with terrifying power, and those high-speed flying figures were like insects trapped in a spider's web, extremely fragile.

The faces of the five people changed greatly, even if they worked together, if they wanted to block this sword, they would have to pay a lot of price!

At the last moment, the "Fu Poor" was in his heart, and from his cuffs, a picture scroll suddenly popped up, volleyed into the air, and stretched quickly in the air.

It was a yellowed piece of paper with thousands of graves depicted, and the tallest stone tablet, like a mountain, stood an old man in fine clothes, with a cold gaze and no emotion.

The aura on his body was cold and ethereal, as if he was not a creature of this heaven and earth, and there was a mysterious and unpredictable feeling.

This is the ancestor of the "blessing"!

The word "Fu" pinched a complex handprint, five golden rays of light appeared out of thin air, and as soon as the light flashed, it turned into five golden coffins, and countless blood-colored runes were carved on the coffins, exuding a creepy aura.

The coffin streaked through the sky and disappeared on the foreheads of the five people in an instant.

The momentum of the five people has undergone earth-shaking changes in an instant!

Their appearance, their figure, their bearing, their bearing, their every move, their every move, are so perfect!

The wounds on his body are also healed in an instant, and the whole person is perfect.

It's a "dirt-free state"!

The dark green silk threads weave into a large net, and the wind howls down.

The whole world was trembling, flying sand and rocks, and the wind was blowing.

The next moment, the big net dissipated, the dust was flying, and the five figures were already standing in another space, each of which was so perfect that people couldn't help but be in awe.

And the portrait of the "blessed" ancestor was also at this moment, torn apart, and under the blowing of the breeze, it turned into fly ash and disappeared without a trace.

"Fu Poor" said in a cold tone: "This time, we will take away all their origin power!" ”

The other four also looked solemn and nodded one after another.

Now that the man has appeared, then they must seek justice!

As soon as he thought of this, the momentum on the five of them suddenly skyrocketed, their eyes were shining, the breath on their bodies was rising, and the majestic power of qi and blood in their bodies was surging out like a tsunami.

All are giving it their all!

Seeing this scene, Xunmu was not surprised at all.

This kind of thing that violates the laws of heaven and earth has already happened in ancient times!

Especially the people in the Demon Path!

On top of the dead wood, there were dense sarcomas, and every eye was slowly opening, looking at the five people from afar.