At this time, in the depths of the Thorn Mountain, Long Junmo and Mo Feijian stood on the bank of the cold pool, looking up at the sky with their heads slightly raised.

Behind Long Junmo, Mo Feijian's thick black sword eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and the sword in his hand was clutched by him. On the other hand, Long Junmo's eyebrows were indifferent, and his eyes were as deep as the dark night as always, and others couldn't get a glimpse of any of them.

What should come will come eventually.

"Hahaha~" The arrogant and wanton laughter pierced through the thick dark clouds, like a ghost crying wolf. In the dark clouds, the thunder shone to the extreme, and three figures stepped into the void.

The three of them were all tightly wrapped in black cloaks, and their azure spiritual power turned into huge wings several feet wide. However, between breaths, several people had already descended, suspended in the void in front of Long Junmo and the others.

"Long Junmo, we meet again. The voice came from under the man's cloak in the middle, hoarse and low, like an old man.

"It turned out to be the Great Elder, the Third Elder, and the Fifth Elder of the Yunfu Temple. Long Junmo's posture was leisurely, and he did not have the seriousness and solemnity that he should be chased and killed by hundreds of millions of miles.

"What, a few elders are suddenly interested in coming to the Cloud Nether Realm for a walk?" his good-looking eyebrows were slightly raised, and a light smile hung on his handsome face. People who don't know think that they are really old acquaintances who know each other.

"Long Junmo, you don't come to this set. Today is the time of your death. The man snorted heavily. Long Jun Mo cultivated into chaos, and if he stayed in the Cloud Realm, they would have no problem with him. Who would have thought that he would be so arrogant and bold, descending to the lower realm at a time when his cultivation was almost nothing. They searched all over the three thousand realms under the clouds, and finally found him in Xuanzhou, how could they let go of such a good opportunity?

"Elder of the Yunfu Temple, what a big breath! Don't you remember the previous lesson? If that's the case, we don't mind helping you revisit it. Mo Feijian said coldly, his face cold. When they were in the Cloud Upper Realm, they had a few confrontations with these old guys of the Cloud Floating Temple, which time was not these guys defeated? With them, they also wanted to move the young master?

However, having said that, Mo Feijian's mood was unprecedentedly dignified. After all, this is not the Cloud Upper Realm, and the young master's cultivation is not at its peak.

"Hmph, Vertical Child, when will you have your part in speaking here?" the elder of the Yunfu Temple scolded angrily, his tone full of disdain and contempt for the Mo Fei Sword.

It's just a subordinate beside Long Junmo, where did he get the qualifications to interject when the elders of the Floating Cloud Temple who were high above opened their mouths?

Under Long Jun's dark eyes, a ghostly light flashed.

"Long Junmo, there is a way in heaven that you don't take, you don't wait for the clouds to go to the upper realm, but you run to the lower realm, you are smart for a lifetime, but you are looking for a self-defeating ending. The elder in the middle sneered, and suddenly his tone became heavy, and a strong killing intent was revealed, "Let's do it!"

Before the voice fell, the three of them bloomed at the same time, with sharp edges and awe-inspiring killing intent. They knew very well how difficult Long Junmo was to deal with, even if he was an elder under the Yunfu Temple, he didn't dare to take it lightly at all.

After all, the other party is Long Junmo.

Once this opportunity is missed, it will be almost difficult to kill Long Junmo in the future. Especially when he stepped into that realm, they, and even the entire Yunfu Temple, would have no chance at all.

The three of them were full of murderous intent, and their momentum was to the extreme. The expression on Long Junmo's face gradually became cold and solemn, he opened his mouth in a deep voice, and ordered, "Flying sword, retreat!"

"Young Master!" Mo Feijian's complexion changed suddenly. Young Master, this is the intention to fight against the three elders of the Yunfu Temple with the strength of one person! Although he is very disdainful of the style of the people of the Cloud Floating Temple, he has to admit that the cultivation of these elders of the Yunfu Temple is extremely strong, and looking at the entire Cloud Upper Realm, they are also at the top level of the pyramid.

Long Junmo didn't look at the Mo Fei Sword, but the breath of the whole person became colder and colder. Although Mo Feijian was unwilling, he didn't dare to disobey the will of his young master.

He gritted his teeth and flew back, his gaze swept over the three elders, his eyes were scarlet, and his sharp eyes turned into monstrous sword intent, destroying the heavens and the earth.