As soon as Luo Yuan's words came out, the old face of the old man Wan Zhu turned black at that time, this kid didn't like what he said, and he didn't open any pot and which pot he didn't mention.

"Stinky boy, don't open any pot and mention which pot. If it weren't for the fact that the old man had died for thousands of years, he would have beaten him violently today. The old man Wan Zhu said, looked around again, and found that there was no figure of Wan Kun Ancestor, and then regained his look of contempt.

"Yes, yes, you are extremely talented, you are unparalleled in your talents, and you have cultivated to the sky, so you will be able to suppress these four people. They are acting here in my name, but now they are trying to imprison me, and they don't know how thick the sky is. Luo Yuan spoke flatly, and his attitude was obviously perfunctory and disdainful.

"Well, it's good to know, the old man is a person who shakes the past and the present, and he still needs you to say more?, for the sake of your kid being so honest, the old man will help you teach these juniors. The old man Wan Zhu stopped speaking, picked up the spirit fruit that Luo Yuan threw at him earlier, and bit it down.

"The Taoist is so loud that he dares to claim that we are juniors. With one enemy and four enemies, you still dare to pretend here, just hoping that your cultivation can be as big as your tone. The Venerable Master snorted coldly and spoke. His city is quite deep, and when Luo Yuan and the old man Wanzhu spoke, he first set up a situation where the four of them besieged the old man Wanzhu alone, and he was really scheming.

"Your mind is good, but unfortunately, the cultivation is not enough. Old Man Wanzhu looked at Venerable Master Yuanli, then shook his head and spoke.

"With one enemy and four, you are also worthy!" the deputy sect master shouted, and then a long pole fell on top of the Wanzhu Old Man Heavenly Spirit.

In an instant, the mana was excited, there was a tremor between heaven and earth, and the main hall immediately opened, unable to withstand the power of this blow. The boundless sea was set off by thousands of waves, and some disciples were too close to each other, so they could not withstand the shock fluctuations of this blow, and they exploded and turned into blood mist. Luo Yuan and the others all stood in the air and looked at the old man Wanzhu.

As soon as he made a move, a radius of ten miles turned into ruins, and hundreds of disciples were killed and injured, which made the face of the deputy sect master very unsightly. In a moment of anger, he caused such damage, which made him regret it a little. And what shocked him even more was that the old man Wan Zhu didn't even operate his cultivation, and he stubbornly relied on his body to withstand his blow. But he didn't even cut off a single hair of the other party, and the difference in strength is self-evident.

Once the cultivation reaches Yuanying, you can understand the avenue of heaven and earth, fly to the sky, split the mountains and break the mountains, and travel hundreds of miles in an instant, just like an immortal. This is a watershed in the cultivation realm, but those who cultivate to reach the Yuan Infant can establish their own sect and be honored as an ancestor. In the era when the supreme gods did not appear, they were the pinnacle of the world, and they were the existence that determined the life and death of tens of thousands of people.

At this moment, Mo said that it was the deputy sect master, that is, the Venerable Yuan Li and Zhou Heng Lei exhausted and other heroes were shocked. Although the Deputy Sect Master's blow was just a temptation, they asked themselves, if they were to change themselves, how would they dare not run the cultivation to sit here and let it be cut off. The three of them immediately moved their eyes, stepped out, and joined forces with the deputy sect master, and the four of them surrounded the old man Wanzhu.

"Daoist friends are so amazing in the flesh, but they haven't received the name of the teaching. Master Yuanli smiled and spoke with a seemingly gentle smile, but his gaze was cold and full of coldness.

When the Venerable Master Yuan Li asked this, Zhou Heng and Lei Du on the side did not make a move, and the two of them also wanted to know who the other party was. What made them even more worried was that the other party was a peerless powerhouse brought by Luo Yuan from the forces of the elders of the Transformation God this time, and he was specially designed to protect his way.

The old man Wan Zhu sneered: "The old man's name, I am afraid that the juniors are like thunder, and even after hearing about it, they will be shocked." ”

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"Luo Yuan, who is this old boy, his head is so iron, and he can blow so much. Wu Fuzi quietly asked Luo Yuan, he was indeed very curious, and the physical strength of the old man Wan Zhu was by no means weaker than him.

Seeing this, Luo Yuan coughed a few times and didn't speak, everyone is a monk in the Yuanying realm, what is the use of speaking quietly. So, he took out three jars of wine from the storage bag and handed them to Wu Fuzi and Ji Hongyu respectively, but he didn't reply.

The old man Wanzhu immediately glanced at Wufuzi: "The old man is the old man of Wanzhu, why don't you come forward to meet the juniors quickly?"

After Wu Fuzi saw the wine, he patted open the sealing mud, and his eyes lit up suddenly, this was the fine wine of Wu Yuanzong that he thought about day and night. When even if he smiles, where can he still take care of him, he will drink heavily when he picks up the jar.

On the contrary, it was Master Yuan Li and the others, after hearing this name, they couldn't help frowning, the four words of the old man Wanzhu seemed to be extremely familiar, but they couldn't remember it for a while, as if the time had been too long.

"The old man seems to have heard of this name," Zhou Heng frowned and spoke.

"Yes, so is the old man, but I can't remember who it is for a while. Lei Qian nodded in agreement.

"Wan Zhu, who is Wan Zhu, how can he be so familiar. Master Yuanli narrowed his gaze and stared at the face of the old man Wan Zhu, but he was sure that he had never seen this person.

In such a situation, the old man Wan Zhu couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, and he said that the four of them were shocked. In fact, however, only three of the four were older and had a slight impression of his name.

"If the old man's Wanzhu Sect is still there, he will definitely order his disciples to settle here. The old man Wanzhu said angrily, today, the cultivators have long forgotten him, which makes him think that he is amazing, how can he endure it.

"Wanzhu Sect, Wanzhu Old Man! Impossible! The old man Wanzhu has been dead for thousands of years, how can he still survive, he has never stepped into the realm of Yuanying back then, how can he live for nearly 3,000 years. Master Yuan Li's body was shocked, and he remembered who the old man Wan Zhu was, it was a monk who had long been an ancient monk. When the old man Wanzhu became famous, he was still young, and he grew up hearing about the prestige of the old man Wanzhu. It's just that the years are too long now, and the old man Wanzhu has disappeared for a long time, so it's hard to remember for a while.

"What!" Zhou Heng and Lei Jian spoke at the same time, their eyes full of disbelief. In this way, it is not an exaggeration for the old man Wanzhu to call them the younger generation, their age is not as good as that of the old man Wanzhu, and the difference is about seven or eight hundred years. When the old man Wanzhu forced the Yuanying monks to retreat, they were only in the middle of the Jindan, and when they traveled, they saw that the Wanzhu Sect had to take a detour.

Now facing the big shots from a thousand years ago, this makes their faces look very ugly. In particular, when they were young, the prestige of the old man Wanzhu resounded in all directions, and the momentum was even more vigorous, and now that more than a thousand years have passed, how terrifying the other party's cultivation will be.

It's just that they didn't think much about it, and there were some things strange in them. The news of the death of the old man Wanzhu had been rumored thousands of years ago, and the Wanzhu Sect was even more disintegrated. Although they are now resurrected, the four of them are besieging them. The two Yuan Infant Middle Peak and the two Yuan Infant Early Stage, this kind of battle is already extremely extraordinary here. If the four ancestors shoot at the same time, it will be a shock of heaven and earth, which can refine all things in the mountains and rivers.

It's just that they already have a great deal of importance in their hearts, after all, it was an invincible existence when they were young, which was too impressive.

Then, the four of them shot out in unison, the deputy sect master shouted, Changge flashed a sense of vicissitudes and desolation, and a gray light stretched for more than ten miles, slashing towards the old man Wanzhu.

Master Yuan Li's eyes narrowed, and his hands slapped dozens of times towards the void in front of him, striking out tens of thousands of runes, and then turned into a white heavenly sword that was almost a thousand feet, and slashed at the old man Wanzhu.

Lei exhausted even stretched out a finger and pointed to the sky, and the wind and clouds surged, and the lightning and thunder roared. But I saw a thunder dragon roaring in the sky, carrying an unparalleled destructive power, roaring and swooping towards the old man Wanzhu.

Zhou Heng's eyes folded emotionally, turned into a cold, and with his hands pinching the magic trick, seventy-two flying swords broke through the air, slashing towards the old man Wanzhu with the momentum of slashing the stars. Subsequently, he even sacrificed a three-inch purple-patterned copper tripod, which was as big as a hundred zhang, and suppressed it towards the old man Wanzhu.

Seeing this, the old man Wanzhu just pretended to smile slightly, and then his figure moved, turning into dozens of afterimages in an instant, and he was heading towards their attack at a speed that exceeded the power of the sect master's eyes.

One pointed out that the boundless sea divided the two sides, and a hundred zhang wide and narrow vacuum zone appeared in the center, and the Changge with the meaning of vicissitudes was broken. The light drifted away, turned into aura and returned to heaven and earth, and the deputy sect master shot out backwards, vomiting blood and flying for dozens of miles.

Then he slapped out a palm towards the thousand-zhang heavenly knife, and the wind was mighty, and more than ten water columns with a height of thousands of zhang and a thickness of dozens of zhang rose on the boundless sea. Then it condensed and turned into a blue thousand-zhang palm, crushing the thousand-zhang heavenly knife. The Venerable Master Yuan Li snorted, took three steps back, swallowed the blood in his mouth, and his face was unnaturally ruddy.

Then the thunder dragon rushed down, lightning and thunder within a radius of 100 miles, countless thunderbolts fell, turning into a sea of thunder, and even more fire rose, and the end was amazing. However, when the light dissipated, the old man Wanzhu was pinching the head of the thunder dragon, and then shook it violently, shattering the thunder dragon. Outside of its body, an emerald green light of vitality lit up, absorbing the scattered thunder one after another.

Seventy-two flying swords stood on the body of the old man Wan Zhu with the power of opening the mountain and breaking the mountain, however, except for the sound of continuous intersecting gold and stone, only a spark splashed at the place where it touched. As for the old man Wan Zhu, he was still unscathed, and he even slapped dozens of palms at the hundred-zhang big ding. But hearing bursts of dull sound permeate all directions, like the beating of a divine drum, buzzing, shaking people's souls.

Under the slap of the old man Wanzhu, the hundred-zhang tripod continued to shrink, and there were several cracks, and the power of suppression in it could not affect the old man Wanzhu at all.

This made Zhou Heng feel distressed, the purple-veined copper tripod was one of his heavy treasures, comparable to the power of the Tongtian Spirit Treasure, but now it was cracked by the old man Wanzhu, which made him feel distressed.

And at this moment, the old man Wan Zhu not only did not do anything to the four of them, but instead carried his hands on his back, the corners of his clothes moved with the wind, raised his eyes to the sky, and sighed: "Today's cultivation realm is really declining, and none of the younger generations can fight. ”