"Sixth Senior Uncle!Ren Buyan, Ren Buzhi, Guan Haiqing betrayed Fu Jia, killed Qingshu and Baili, Ziluo and Yin'er also died, Sixth Senior Uncle..."Jing Gongwang's eyes were full of blood and tears, and he shouted sadly. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"What!"

The old man changed color, his body trembled, revealing disbelief: "Qingshu is dead, Qingshu is dead..."

His eyes fell on the man who was once extraordinary, but now he was lying quietly in a pool of blood, and scenes of the past passed by in front of him!

Zhuo Qingshu, who once discussed with the proud son of Taoism, the generation of Tianjiao of the Fujia faction, has the best chance to step into the Jindan period, and even became the genius of the ancestor of the Yuanying, the pillar of the Fujia faction in the next thousand years, and died!

The old man looked up to the sky and roared, like an angry lion, "Qingshu...!"

The blood-red eyes, with Sen Sen's hatred, stared at Guan Haiqing, who had shown fear since he appeared!

"Guan Haiqing!"

Guan Haiqing was terrified, "Six... Uncle Shi, you... Old man, unexpectedly... Still alive?"

"This person is not a Jin Dan, the same as Zhuo Qingshu, but in the realm of Fake Dan! we are not without the strength to fight!" It was still the old man who had built the foundation of the Ten Thousand Souls Gate and said with his mouth.

"Senior Brother Ma, can you be sure?" Zeng Zhao slashed out several thunderbolts, stopping Jing Gongwang, who looked like crazy, and was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly asked.

"The old man is only one step away from the fake pill, and he is very familiar with this kind of atmosphere, this person is by no means a golden pill, and Zhuo Qingshu is the same half-step golden pill." Senior Brother Ma nodded his head in a very affirmative tone.

Zeng Zhao's face showed a bit of ruthlessness, and said: "As long as it's not Jindan, we have a chance!" As he spoke, he shouted: "You drag Jing Gongwang and the others, and cultivate to the elders in the middle stage of foundation building, and kill this old decay with me!"

"It's a fake pill, and the old man can also kill all of you ghosts and ghosts, and bury Qingshu with you!"

The tears of the old man flashed, and when he shouted out of grief and indignation, the killing machine was rich in substance, and with a raised hand, more than ten treasures of various colors flew out, each of which carried the sound of thunder and lightning, hitting on all sides, and the momentum was very fierce.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the sixth uncle broke through the barrier, and the clowns of Wanlingmen and Jiuxuanzong are not worried. Today, I will use their blood to pay tribute to Qingshu, Baili and Ziluo Senior Sister!"

Seeing the appearance of the old man, Liao Renxing also roared wildly, and when he stretched out his hand, countless cold and cold sharp lights immediately flew out.

Zhu Peng, Luo Kui, Qiu Li and other Fujia elders were also in a state of shock at this moment, and they each showed their immortal methods and magic weapons, and fought with the elders of the alliance of the two factions again.

Mochizuki Peak once again magically appeared, and the earth-shattering roar immediately echoed in the mountains, and the brilliance of the magic weapon was even brighter, shining in the sky.

At this moment, due to the appearance of the old man Tianxuan, he alone wrapped nearly twenty people to fight, and the pressure on the people of the Fujia faction was greatly reduced, and the alliance of the two factions suddenly fell into a disadvantage.

Especially Jing Gongwang, his face was almost distorted, purple thunder, and various spells of divine fire came out casually, and what was even more chilling was that in the face of other people's attacks, he didn't care at all, and he looked like he was fighting for his life, which made those who besieged him have fear in their hearts, and they fell into the disadvantage for a while.

The old man swung his right hand, a touch of silver appeared in his hand, the sword qi was like frost, this sword was called Heavenly Burial, following him for hundreds of years, the left hand void pointed out, a thunderbolt tore through the sky, thick as a pillar, but silent, fell directly.

Senior Brother Ma, who had cultivated to be close to the realm of the False Dan, suddenly changed color, and shouted: "Four Elements Order!", when he opened his mouth, he spewed out a token that shimmered with the color of glass, and there were many mysterious patterns engraved on it.

Between the two hands, the pattern flew out from the token, and it was transformed into countless rings of light, which contained the power of water, fire, wind, and thunder.

Stretched out his hand and pointed to the ancestral aperture of his eyebrows, and white mist erupted from his mouth again, and the qi was changing, drilling into the thunder potential.

The mystical pattern suddenly changed, forming a big seal character "Thunder!"

A strange thing happened, the divine thunder led by the old man of Tianxuan, although it penetrated the heavens and the earth, even the light curtain formed by the Qingyang pillar was pierced.

However, when the word "thunder" appeared, it was suddenly decomposed, turning from a thunder pillar into several thunder lights, and from thunder to thunder beads.

The old man stared at each other, and laughed coldly: "Presumably you are a disciple of Guan Goucai, if it weren't for that, how could there be his Four Elements Divine Order!"

Senior Brother Ma took the divine thunder, a touch of blush flashed on his face, and he hissed: "This person's divine sense is extremely weak, Shouyuan is approaching, and at this time, he will go all out, he can't hold on for long, as long as all the junior brothers can hold on for half an hour, this old ghost will definitely die!"

As he spoke, he stuffed a large handful of pills into his mouth, and a black black light appeared in his hand, and a magic weapon like a boring shape burst out. The pattern on the Four Elements changed, the flames swirled, and a fire beast roared out, spitting out surging flames.

The old man was not afraid, and when the Heavenly Burial Sword was wielded, the Dao sword qi was like lightning and wind, whether it was Zeng Zhao's silver fork, or the divine refining of Chu Zhiyuan, the sect leader of the Nine Xuanzong Sect, or the magic weapons and weapons of others were blocked by the sword.

Facing the fire beast, the old man's eyes flashed with coldness, and he pinched the magic trick in his hand, only to see a cloud of colorful flowers burst out behind him, turning into a pair of glazed giant hands, which seemed to be real and illusory, and between the two hands, there was a muffled sound of explosion, the fire was chaotic, and the heavenly fire overflowed.

The fire beast screamed, and was pinched into fireball fragments and scattered in all directions.

An elder of the Nine Xuanzong couldn't dodge, and was hit in the face by a ball of fire, and the whole person suddenly turned into a humanoid flame, screaming and falling to the ground, but was turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.

The old man was murderous, and shouted coldly: "Half an hour is enough to deal with you Xiaoxiao!"

.....．

Aoba Peak, Dokaku.

An alchemy furnace, the fire is still blazing, Wan Dongchuan is sitting there, his face is pale, spitting blood, looking at the eyes of the people outside the zhang, with the cold killing and confusion.

Ma Yue had a little horror on her face, and a more complicated look, "Master, don't blame me, the disciple has to be like this."

"What did you put in this fire?" Wan Dongchuan spewed blood again, and at this time, his Danhai cultivation was completely dried up, and there were countless purple and black gases, constantly corroding.

And at this moment, there was a loud "bang" in the sky, and huge sparks flickered in the air, which made Ma Yue let out a long breath and show his relaxation.

"What the hell did you put it in?" Wan Dongchuan was also stunned, his face changed abruptly, and he asked sharply, which made his mouth bleed again, but it was not bright red, but black and purple.

"I'll tell you!"

The door of the Dao Pavilion suddenly opened, and more than a dozen figures walked in slowly.

The first middle-aged man with a smile on his face and an ethereal aura said.

"You're Matsuki?"

Ma Yue hurriedly responded, "Ma Yue has seen the elders..."

"To be able to become a true disciple of Fu Jia, the qualifications must be good, so in the future, follow me to practice the double cultivation technique!"

The middle-aged man looked up and down and nodded, with evil intent in his eyes.

"Ahh

When Ma Yue heard this, her face immediately turned pale, without a trace of blood.

In the technique of double cultivation, the cultivation is almost the same before there is mutual gain.

And in this case, it's completely a furnace!

It's just that the Ding Furnace used by the powerful party to repair and repair may be able to keep his life all the time, but more often than not, after the Yuan Yin is absorbed, the essence and blood dry up and die.

"Hmm, don't you want to!" the middle-aged man's eyes flashed, and a wisp of murderous intent suddenly appeared.

"The disciple has worshipped..."Ma Yue's body trembled, and she was even more frightened.

The middle-aged man waved his hand to interrupt and said, "No need to say it again, I will tell her about this matter..."

At this time, Wan Dongchuan's complexion was black and purple, and his breath was even more likely, but his eyes were still cold, and when he opened his mouth, black blood flowed out, "You... He... How...?"

The middle-aged man's expression was indifferent, "In the lower Ten Thousand Souls Gate, Elder Song Benchu..."

Wan Dongchuan suddenly wanted to struggle to get up, but the poison had already put him on the verge of death, but when he moved slightly, he had already fallen, "You... You—" At this moment, his gaze began to drift.

"This purple-veined scorpion grass born in southern Xinjiang is really poisonous, if you don't take the antidote early, or this foundation building monk inhales the breath after burning, and he doesn't notice it, he can only find it before he dies..."

Song Benchu shook his head, walked slowly to Wan Dongchuan's side, smiled on his face, leaned over and whispered softly, he didn't know what to say, and when he saw Wan Dongchuan's sloppy eyes, he suddenly widened, "Yes...!"

Before the words fell, there was silence, and Wan Dongchuan's breath disappeared completely.

Song Benchu turned around, his tone was light, "Again..."When he looked at Ma Yue, he smiled evilly, and said softly: "Come with me..."

More than ten figures rushed into the sky, in the Dao Pavilion, the flame of the Dan furnace had been annihilated, Wan Dongchuan's eyes were facing each other, and the wide open pavilion door still had a trace of anger and hatred in his eyes.