Seeing that the void in front of him was getting bigger and bigger, the Great Elder stared at the void in front of him, for fear that the people of the underworld would swarm out through this space-time crack.

There seemed to be some power in the void that was attracting, and the first thing that poured out of the crack was a thick heaven and earth aura, as if the place where this great power lived was an immortal mansion, and the thick heaven and earth spiritual power slowly gushed out from the crack, nourishing the seriously injured Qing Ying Sect cultivators little by little.

What spewed out of the crack was not the dead silence that disgusted the decent cultivators, which made the Great Elder gradually relax his heart, that is to say, no matter which predecessor came in this crack, it could not be a monk of the underworld, which meant that even if he took over the Qing Ying Sect, it would only take a little more to face the sect alliance at that time, nothing more.

However, as time passed, the Great Elder's heart gradually muttered: The old man has been cultivating the immortal realm all his life, and he has never been exposed to the power of this scene in front of him, who is this person, and what is the purpose of coming here?

The Great Elder's first thought was the ancestor of the ancestral dragon clan, it is said that the old man relied on the true dragon bloodline passed down by the ancestor, although the bloodline was passed down to his generation, it was no longer pure ancestral dragon essence blood, but just by virtue of the impurity of the bloodline, it made the ancestor of the ancestral dragon lineage have a full two thousand years longer than the normal immortal cultivators.

Relying on the advantage of his own bloodline, coupled with the abundant topography and spiritual veins of the ancestral dragon clan, the ancestor forcibly went through the tribulation, and after the success of the tribulation, he immediately retreated to the bluestone mountain to stabilize the longevity, and it was only five years since its breakthrough.

Maybe it's because this old guy is out of the customs for Lan Lan, after all, it is extremely difficult for the ancestral dragon to breed. Because the true dragon bloodline of a body must be fused with the extreme yin bloodline, there is a chance of giving birth to a child, thinking of this, the great elder's clenched fist gradually slowed down.

However, people are not as good as the sky, as the space is torn bigger and bigger, gradually an old man in black clothes slowly reveals his true body in the space, the rickety body seems to contain the oppression above the nine heavens, the simple black robe has no wind automatically, as the old man slowly walks out of the space, as if time has stopped, the old man in front of him seems to symbolize eternity and immortality.

All the cultivators on the side of the Blue Hell Sect, except for the Great Elder and a few seniors with slightly higher cultivation, the rest of the cultivators were oppressed by the cracks, causing blood to overflow from the corners of everyone's mouths.

The people who were originally nourished by the aura were oppressed and then they all started to talk, if the old man in front of him was a killing god, then no one present could resist the attack of the old man.

The cold pupils scanned the people in front of him, and the old man slowly paced out of the crack, and as the old man's gaze passed, the people who were looked at by the old man seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar, and the blood seemed to have coagulated.

The Great Elder took the lead in stepping forward, and in order to break the embarrassment, the Great Elder leaned over and bowed, "I don't know if the seniors came to visit, and they had any advice.

"I can't talk about advice, I'm old" The hoarse voice made everyone feel uncomfortable, but no one dared to say anything, because this is the absolute coercion of the strong.

The old man is here for one thing, or you can also think that I am here for one person.

Let's talk about it: the old man's gaze moved to Gu Ming's body, although Gu Ming, who was watched by the old man, was a hundred uncomfortable, but there was no way, and only in this way could he live longer.

In the stunned gaze of the Great Elder, the old man paced in front of Gu Ming and asked, "Boy, are you willing to be an old apprentice?" I can feel that you have the breath of my old friend, although I don't know what happened to you during this time, but the breath on your body is gradually clear, which is still very exciting, I hope to see my old friend return to the world in my lifetime, complete the duel that did not end.

With a simple shake of the hand of the mysterious old man, the ancient mirror that was snatched away by the great elder not far away flew back directly, and the jade flute inserted in front of Gu Ming saw the ancient mirror, as if he had seen an old friend who had not seen him for a long time, and the whole body of Xiao was exuding a sacred white light.

The old man looked at his jade flute, and sighed helplessly, the two of you have been fighting for a lifetime, but you never thought that your old friend would leave first.

The "Ancient Mirror Whispering" seemed to be responding to what the old man had said to it.

Now, do you have any intention of worshipping the old man? The old man's gaze fell on Gu Ming again.

Sorry senior: I only have one master, and for the time being, I haven't thought about betraying the sect, so please blame the boy for forgiving me.

If I agree to the old man's request, what is the difference between me and Elder Liu and his party, Gu Ming thought to himself.

Are you sure? The mysterious old man looked at the stubborn Gu Ming and suddenly felt amused, so he continued to ask tentatively.

Looking at Gu Ming's resolute little face, the old man said again, you have to think about it, if you don't go with the old man today, you will die here, and your sect will not be able to protect it, but if you worship the old man as a teacher, I can not only teach you the superior martial arts that the Qingying Sect has not had, the same.

The old man's gaze fell on the Great Elder again, and he slowly spoke: "The same bad guy who bullied you, I can also make him pay the same price. What do you think?

When the Great Elder heard the mysterious old man say this, his heart suddenly tightened, not to mention that the strength of the old man could not be seen through, just a heaven-grade magic weapon was no longer something he could deal with, not to mention that the heaven-grade magic weapon was in the hands of this unfathomable old man.

You must know that the stronger a person's strength, the higher the level of the treasure he can exert to the extreme, on the other hand, if a person's strength is very weak, then even if there is a heavenly grade treasure in his hand, at most it can only serve a purpose for self-protection, and there is no other use.

If the mysterious old man in front of him is really determined to make a move on himself, then even if he has eight lives, it will not be enough for the old man to slaughter, thinking of this, the great elder suddenly thought of galloping away with a flash of figure.

However, before he could make any moves, the sudden coercion made it difficult for the Great Elder to lift his breath, but the mysterious old man stood there as if nothing had happened.

This is the cruelty of the immortal cultivation world, Gu Ming's life was still in his hands a quarter of an hour ago, but in the next second, he was going to become a lamb to be slaughtered.