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Chen Jiannan was trapped by the eight hermit elders, and he was very anxious and wanted to break through the trapped formation.

Elder Changmei had a kind face, and slowly spoke: "Jiannan, don't think too much, you can't escape." After this incident, follow us to concentrate on cultivating, and with your talent, in a few years, you will definitely become the supreme in the monastic world!"

Chen Jiannan shook his head like a drum and roared: "You let me out, all I want is husband and wife and beauty, live an ordinary life with a baby, and enjoy a happy family." ”

Every hermit elder shook his head, Chen Jiannan said this, he didn't look like a cultivator at all.

Which cultivator doesn't want to break through the bottleneck of higher cultivation and gain a high status within the door, so as to get more cultivation resources and gain the right to speak in the cultivation realm, which cultivator would think about living the home life of ordinary people.

Chen Jiannan's obscure operation method, with great difficulty, pinched out the seal, the sword above vibrated violently, and the water wave-like light in the scabbard overflowed, reflecting the space beautifully.

Chen Jiannan originally used his sword with his mind like an arm, but now even the sword is controlled by the other party, as a swordsman, this is a very embarrassing thing.

An old man in the left rear Kun direction, tall and thin, with messy hair and a crumpled robe like a crumpled pickle leaf on his body, said with a smile: "What's the matter, I can't even pull out my sword, and I said that I want to hurt people." ”

Chen Jiannan's whole body was working hard, trying his best to keep the vitality in the meridians running, if his will was not strong, he would not be able to move again if he did not hold on for a while.

Chen Jiannan's body collapsed very nervously, trembling non-stop, and the pressure was getting bigger and bigger.

The faces of the eight hermit elders were all light and breezy, their eyes were closed, and their palms were slapped out unhurriedly, with a sense of rhythm, as if they were sleepwalking.

Chen Jiannan's body flashed with colorful phantom light, and a thin mist rose in the air, and under the glow of the Yuan Lingguang Stone, there was an ethereal and mysterious hazy feeling.

The bodies of the eight hermit elders were covered with pure light, and if they were seen by people in the world, they would really be like immortals.

But in Chen Jiannan's eyes, they are nothing less than eight demons, demons that prevent him from rescuing his lover.

Chen Jiannan's eyes were full of various images of Yin Susu being killed, and his heart was filled with deep fear.

"Su Su, don't be afraid, my husband will come to save you!" Chen Jiannan had an obsession in his heart, hurry up and rush out of the formation and rescue Su Su as soon as possible.

They want to kill Su Su, Chen Jiannan is already very sure of this, and it is now!

If they didn't do anything to Su Su, where would these eight long-lost hermitages come to trap themselves?

Chen Jiannan let out a low roar, the vitality in the dantian gushed out, the vitality in the meridians operated with difficulty, and eight sword lights suddenly shot out, attacking the eight hermitages in the direction of the eight trigrams.

Every sword light was slanted and crooked, and it didn't look like it had much power.

The eight hermitages snorted coldly at the same time, and the eight sword lights disappeared at the same time, and they disappeared without a trace.

Chen Jiannan's heart sank to the bottom, the cultivation of the eight hermits was bottomless, and he was deeply trapped in the gossip trapped dragon array, and his mana was not one in ten, and he was afraid of a thousand difficulties if he wanted to break out.

Chen Jiannan was so anxious that he was covered in cold sweat, and shouted: "Don't you old-timers don't care about the affairs of the world, why do you still care about the idle affairs of the younger generations." ”

Elder Changmei's expression was indifferent, and he said lightly: "We don't care about it, but if we want to pull the geniuses of our sect back from the edge of the cliff, we old immortals still have to take action." ”

"No, you're not pulling me back from the edge of the cliff, you're pushing me to the cliff!" Chen Jiannan trembled and roared angrily.

On the right hand side, a Yin Cultivator Elder with a withered face and cloudy eyes, as if he would die at any time, gasped, and said in a hoarse voice: "Jiannan, let's put it down, everything will pass." ”

When Chen Jiannan heard this, his heart became more and more nervous, and he roared: "Listening to your tone, you must have poisoned Su Su." ”

The withered and thin hermit shook his head and said, "Old Dao can't live for a few years, and I don't want to see the genius of this sect go astray and go into the abyss. Jiannan, don't be stubborn, the future of the Misty Immortal Gate needs you to carry it forward. ”

Chen Jiannan knew that he couldn't make sense of these old-timers who had lived for hundreds of years and had old and rotten heads, so he no longer reasoned with them.

His heart was bleeding all the time, and at the same time, he kept running various Dao techniques, hoping to break through the Bagua Prison Dragon Formation of the eight hidden cultivators.

Chen Jiannan was speechless, and the eight hidden cultivators led by Changmei Lao Dao did not speak, anyway, it was useless to say more.

All they had to do was trap him for another hour, and they would soon be able to fulfill someone's request.

After touching a cup of tea again, I saw that Chen Jiannan's body was soft and collapsed, as if he couldn't lift his fingers, and his eyes were blank, giving people a feeling of drowsiness.

The eight hermits all relaxed, and it was expected that Chen Jiannan would not be able to escape even if he had wings in his wings.

The eight of them joined forces, and a few more people in the cultivation realm were able to escape.

At the moment when the eight hermit cultivators relaxed their vigilance, the top of Chen Jiannan's head suddenly surged, the French language swirled, and a white-clothed old Taoist phantom with a white beard and a face like a boy appeared in the smoke cloud.

Under the movement of the magic light, the eight hidden cultivators all opened their eyes in horror.

What frightened them even more was the appearance of the old phantom.

The old Tao of inaction seems to represent the ultimate of some kind of Tao, and he is a part of the Tao.

The dust on Lao Dao's hand swept around, and a burst of magic light flashed, and the eight hidden cultivators were all swept up by the storm and crashed into the stone wall.

The cultivation of the eight hermit elders was so profound, but they couldn't stop the old Taoist from sweeping the dust in his hands, and they were swept up like a feather, hitting the stone wall and shattering, and the stone chips scattered.

The bodies of the eight hermits are in different postures and are embedded in the stone wall.

With the blessing of the mana of the white-clothed veteran, Chen Jiannan's body instantly regained its vitality.

Chen Jiannan's eyes were blazing, he raised his hand and grabbed the sword hanging above his head, rushed out of the stone room, and rushed out along the long stone cave corridor.

The eight cultivators all struggled to pull out their bodies embedded in the stone wall, and their cultivation was ridiculously high, although they all looked blue and swollen, but none of them suffered internal injuries.

Seeing that a few Hidden Cultivator Elders wanted to chase him out, Elder Changmei waved his hand and shouted, "That's it, let him go!"

Hearing this, the body of the Hidden Cultivator Elder with a withered face, short stature, and as if he was about to die suddenly stopped, and at the same time turned his head and asked, "Long Mei, is the one who is the legendary one in Jiannan?"

Elder Changmei nodded, and everyone was shocked.

"Susu, wait for me, my husband is here to save you!"

Chen Jiannan rushed out of the cave and rushed in the direction of Trapping Immortal Mountain.

He was so anxious that he rushed over before Yin Susu was executed.