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The Confucian Monarch walked slowly away from the cliff, and after entering the altar, he also slipped under his feet and rushed towards a few of his subordinates. The speed is also amazingly fast, and the wind is strong everywhere it passes.

Qian Lingzi endured the sharp pain in the palm of his hand, and entered the altar after the Confucian Monarch moved against the sky.

Mei Lingxuan looked at the Confucian Monarch and Qian Lingzi indifferently, she already hated them in her heart, she knew that someone would wash away the humiliation for the Seven Scattered Immortals and the Misty Valley.

Mei Lingxuan's ten fingers fluttered, and a peaceful and melodious "Pure Heart and Kindness Mantra" spread again. The clear sound spread to the four fields, casting a peaceful atmosphere on this bloody land.

However, the tension in the altar has not diminished in the slightest, and the two warbands are still tense and facing each other, and a life-and-death battle may break out at any time.

Zen Master Tianion and Huixin Zen Master were like ashes, and both of them suffered extremely severe internal injuries. But at the moment of the great enemy, they had to maintain their standing posture, struggling to support their weak bodies.

Not long ago, when Zen Master Huixin was struggling to heal the heavenly ions, the ethereal and peaceful lyre sound suddenly disappeared, causing the internal forces of the two to be sharply scorched together.

Under the backlash of two powerful internal forces, where can the two of them be kept safe. The huge earthquake in the internal organs caused injuries and injuries, and the poison spread throughout the body with the true qi, and the situation was no better than Ji Wuwu.

Even so, none of the ten Tobu Sect people dared to take the lead in attacking the two of them, and they were still very afraid of these two top masters of the valley.

"Cough, cough ......" Tianion coughed violently no longer concealed, and a mouthful of jet-black blood spit out with the coughing sound, and a fishy stench was bypassed.

In less than a moment, the Celestial Ion had reached its limit, and could no longer maintain a standing position, and unexpectedly fell forward.

"Hold on, cough cough ......" Zen Master Huixin also coughed up two mouthfuls of black blood, although it was not as strict as the celestial ions, but it was also unbearable.

Seeing that the Celestial Ion was about to fall to the ground, Zen Master Huixin hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold it. However, his hands and feet were sore for a while, and finally even his body was weakly paralyzed.

The ten people around couldn't help but be stunned, and for a moment they forgot to take the opportunity to attack the two.

The first to react was the bear-like Elder Jiao Xiong, who grabbed forward with both hands and claws, and the target was the two Celestial Ions who fell to the ground.

"Uncle, second uncle...... Look for death!" The voice blinked elsewhere, but in the battle circle.

Half a foot in front of Elder Jiao Xiong, the figure flashed again, and a bright yellow, green, and purple light shone out. The handsome young man appeared strangely in front of people again, but still no one could see how he did it.

The Confucian monarch god against the sky was extremely dignified, and he didn't mean to stop Jiao Xiong. Knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can win by surprise, and a master like Jiao Xiong can just play the effect of throwing stones and asking for directions.

When Jiao Xiong stretched out his black claws, it was doomed that he was about to end in tragedy. The white-robed young man who was cold on the surface was already completely enraged, and the fire in his heart quietly spread. Fatherless and motherless since he was a child, he has regarded the Seven Scattered Immortals as irreplaceable relatives, and it is unforgivable for anyone to take them from his life again.

The white-robed young man's right hand slowly raised, pinched a strange gesture, his thumb rested on his little finger, his index finger and ring finger were together, his middle finger was slightly arched, and a purple flame of light surrounded his five fingers.

"Three True Plum Blossom Fingers!Elder Jiao, don't be careless!" Qian Lingzi exclaimed urgently, as if he was very concerned about Jiao Xiong.

Jiao Xiong didn't buy Qianlingzi's words, and didn't seem to see the wonder of the Three True Plum Blossom Fingers. The momentum of his hands did not change in the slightest, and he attacked the white-robed young man mercilessly.

The white-robed young man sneered, his wrist slowly pushed forward, and the strange gesture on his hand instantly bloomed.

The little finger was the first to pop forward, and a plum-like aura slowly emerged from the tip of the little finger.

Immediately afterwards, a second purple sè "plum blossom" blooms from the index and ring fingers that are close together.

Subsequently, a third purple sè "plum blossom" bloomed on the middle finger.

The three plum blossom-like qi quickly closed into one after the young man's fingers came out, and countless purple rays of light erupted from the place where they closed, surging straight towards Jiao Xiong's huge body.

The light is extremely eye-catching under the fiery red, as if countless thin needles make people look at it.

As the dense crunch sound came out, the fine drizzle of light fell on the scorched bear's strong body, but it made a tinkling sound as if it had hit something.

The light flickered on the scorched bear's strong body, all the light was blocked out of the body, and all the energy was extinguished in an instant.

Jiao Xiong involuntarily took five steps back before regaining his footing, and his face became extremely solemn.

Soon after, people were amazed to discover a magical scene. The tiny "pinholes" on Jiao Xiong's upper sleeve robe began to bloom slowly.

"A hundred flowers blooming" is not gorgeous, but it is glittering with golden light, and there are wisps of faint golden light flashing from the plum blossom-like holes.

The white-robed young man seemed to be a little surprised, but he was only slightly stunned for this qiē before turning around and walking towards the place where Zen Master Tianion and Huixin had fallen.

The young man walked lightly, the soles of his feet seemed to be off the ground, and the whole person seemed to be floating in the void.

However, no one knew that his mind was heavy at this time. Every step he took out of the altar floor shook like a resonance, and his body seemed to have merged with the altar.

The altar and even the hundreds of people around it did not say anything to interrupt this short silence, and they did not want to miss every move of the white-robed youth.

The strange body of the white-robed young man, the magical martial arts, and the overwhelming momentum are all what a young man should have at this age. People couldn't help but take a keen interest in him, and this qiē seemed to go beyond the scope of hostile relations.

On the side of Tianion and Huixin Zen Master, the white-robed young man carefully half-squatted down. He put his hands on the veins of the two of them at the same time, and his eyes closed and probed carefully, as if he had not seen the surprised or curious gazes around him.

After a long silence, the white-robed young man suddenly opened his eyes, and his hands clenched their fingers on Tianion and Huixin Zen Master respectively, and all the yellow and green ripples rippled everywhere he passed.

When the young man stopped moving, the bodies of Tianion and Huixin Zen Master convulsed and then passed out. The black ash and lifelessness on their faces had not diminished in the slightest, but they were a little more serene.

"Strange, why can't you force it out?" the handsome young man frowned, only to see his handsome face turned away, extremely distressed.

The white-robed young man glanced sideways at the ten people around him with a sinister face, and said in a cold voice: "Give you a chance, think about how you want to die!"

The ten people around couldn't help but feel like they were immersed in ice water, and the icy aura emanating from the young man's body was no longer something that could be resisted by a high level of skill.

The white-robed young man gently picked up Tianion and Huixin Zen Master, and the yellow, green, and purple light around him flashed again, and he disappeared in place again.

In the next moment, three figures flashed out beside the stone pier, and the young man carefully leaned against the stone pier to put down the two of them.

The young man didn't linger long, he got up again and looked up at the loose man.

At this time, the carefree people had already retreated more than ten steps away, and they were wary of the white-robed youth.

At this time, the white-robed young man smiled at the corner of his mouth, but he couldn't see the slightest rhyme of joy, but more of a yīn sinking ingredient.

"Five uncles!" The words fell, and the young man's figure disappeared in a flash again, and the yellow, green, and purple light appeared on the side of the Xiaoyao Sanren in a light flicker.

Xiaoyaosan's people were shocked, and he didn't even notice the sudden appearance of the white-robed youth, and if it wasn't for that soft call, he really wouldn't have been able to find out. He began to rejoice in the presence of the young man, and he knew that the next Qiē would not require him to bother with anything more.

I saw the yellow-green-purple light flash again, and the loose people also disappeared among the five people.

After a long time, the scattered people stood quietly beside the stone pier. Beside him, a handsome young man in a white robe looked around coldly.