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"I didn't expect us to meet again so soon! won't we run away this time?" the short old man immediately said with a smile on his face after seeing the forgetful appearance.

"One Xuan Immortal, four True Immortals in the late stage, such a lineup, even if you die on the spot, I'm afraid you should be proud!" said with a smile.

"Do we need to join forces to deal with you as a nether waste?" the gloomy man stood up and said coldly.

"Hey, hey, it's just that I have no grudge against you, and I really can't find a reason to fight with you!" Forget Xuan shook his head with a wry smile, without the slightest intention of fighting with him.

"Hmph, I'm going to kill you, that's the reason!" The yin owl man divided his hands, and the spatial divine power was immediately activated, attacking towards Forgetfulness.

"You're looking for death!" Forget Xuan sneered and looked at the man in front of him, facing the terrifying supernatural power, his face was full of unscrupulous expressions. At the moment when the supernatural power reached his body, he waved his hand lightly, and the power of the supernatural power was teleported to the other side of the river, and the spatial supernatural power fell into the river under his traction. With a loud "boom", the river was stirred up dozens of zhang high, and then the wings of Forgetfulness were spread, and a gust of wind blew, making the river water turn into a monstrous wave and rush towards the monks such as Xianyuanlou!

The moment the short old man saw the teleportation, he guessed the other party's thoughts. Immediately, he rolled up a wall of wind with a wave of his sleeves, trying to block the huge waves that the Yellow Spring River had turned into. It's just that forgetting the void is calculated and unintentional, how could he be allowed to succeed so easily? The Wind of Annihilation Divine Power was activated in an instant, and the power of the Huangquan Cold Flame immediately became a hundred times more terrifying under the drive of this divine wind, and it broke through the old man's wind wall in one fell swoop, and rolled mercilessly towards Xianyuanlou and the others!

"Not good!" The old man and a few immortals were taken aback when they saw this, this kind of thing was so weird that they didn't dare to touch it at all. Frightened, they immediately erected a semicircular stone shield in front of them, and then quickly retreated. It's a pity that they didn't know that it was the wind of silence that triggered the cold flames of the Yellow Spring, and the carelessness of the moment made them pay a heavy price immediately. "Bang bang bang!" Under a series of light sounds, the stone shield shattered, and everyone was instantly exposed to the cold flames of Huangquan, and before they even had time to scream, more than half of them had already turned into ice sculptures and stayed in this ghost place forever.

"Wind of Silence!" The immortals only then saw what the magical power of forgetting the void was, and they were immediately frightened and quickly retreated to protect their bodies.

"Die!" "Forget the void form broke through the cold flames of the Yellow Spring, and suddenly appeared in front of the Yin Owl man, and stabbed him in the throat with a sword under his surprise. That man's cultivation is not inferior to Forget Void at all, or inferior in terms of the quality of Dao Fruit, but if he really fights as an old monster who has accumulated years, he may not lose to Forget Void, the first brother. It's just that at this time, under the double attack of the Yellow Spring Cold Flame and the Wind of Annihilation, he was already embarrassed, and he would think that he was actually bold enough to secretly lurk in the Yellow Spring Cold Flame to sneak attack himself. However, this guy is a true immortal in the end, and the battle experience is extremely rich, and he immediately woke up when life and death were imminent, and several spatial folds instantly appeared in front of him, protecting himself. At the same time, he turned over and swung his fist, completely ignoring the Huangquan Cold Flame around him, and hit him fiercely towards Forget Xu.

With a sword roar, the originally ordinary flying sword suddenly burst into golden light, and the body of forgetting the void instantly became one with the flying sword, and it broke through the folds of space in front of it, and under the frightened look of the yin owl man, it immediately passed through his throat. The magic powers of the two sides between the lightning and flint were fully revealed, but in the end, it was Forget Xuan who won his hand, and finally cut the yin owl man under the sword.

"It's you!" Seeing the dusty sword light that forgot about nothingness, the man recognized the identity of the other party at this time. This bastard is not a demon cultivator at all, but a sword cultivator of Kunlun, and the yin owl man was careless for a while, and he was killed by a sword of forgetfulness. At this time, the cold flames of Huangquan surged up, slowly freezing this Upper Realm True Immortal!

"That's me!" a hint of sarcasm flashed across Forget's face, and he took off the man's storage weapon and a pair of gloves in his hand like lightning, and then rushed to the river and plunged headlong into the bottom of the Yellow Springs River. And when he was leaving, he suddenly shouted on a whim: "This time is just a warning, next time, Uncle Ben will not be so kind!"

"Open it for me!" An incomparably powerful momentum erupted on the short old man, forcibly sweeping away the Huangquan River in front of him. It's just that when he looked around for the figure of Forgetfulness, he only found that the body of the Yin Owl man had fallen cold not far away, so angry that he almost vomited blood. The incomparable murderous aura rose to the sky, and the short old man quickly unleashed a divine power, and the water of the Huangquan River blasted down. But what is surprising is that this magic power seems to be infinitely powerful, but there is no movement above the surface of the river.

Of course, the blow of the short old man's anger was not pretentious, the surface of the Huangquan River was indeed not moving, but the bottom of the river was turned upside down. The power of the explosion of supernatural power was suppressed by the short old man at the bottom of the river, and suddenly a terrifying torrent rolled and surged under the bottom of the river, turning the originally triumphant forgetfulness into a whirlwind, and almost even the supernatural power of the wind of silence was scattered by the torrent. Frightened, he hurriedly cut a boulder at the bottom of the river, hollowed it out, drilled into it, and let the torrent sweep it away!

By the Huangquan River, the short old man and the other three Upper Realm True Immortals looked at the corpse of the yin owl man, their faces so gloomy that they almost dripped water. This expedition to the other world had just begun, and a demon cultivator in the nether world buried the life of a companion, which cast a shadow on everyone's hearts for no reason. And the Elder of the Immortal Yuan Building behind the four of them didn't dare to breathe at this time, and stood quietly on the side, waiting for the orders of the four Upper Realm True Immortals.

The change just now, the people and horses of Xianyuan Building can be said to have suffered heavy damage. Now there were only six elders left who had just advanced to the True Immortal Fruit Rank, and the rest of them were all buried under the cold flames of the Yellow Spring. Looking at the slowly flowing water in the river, everyone couldn't help but shudder in their hearts, and their faces were even paler. It's just that the leaders of this operation are still the five immortals in the upper realm, and the elders of their Immortal Yuan Building don't have the slightest right to speak at all, even if they know that the next action will definitely face a more dangerous situation, everyone doesn't dare to say a word, and they don't dare to have the slightest idea of leaving!

"Does this kid have a stand-in in the Upper Realm for reincarnation?" the barbarian asked.

"There shouldn't be, both of his distractions died in the Nether, and if he forcibly distracts his gods, I'm afraid it will affect his cultivation!" replied the tall old Taoist.

"That means he's really dead!" a hint of sadness flashed in the barbarian's eyes when he heard this.

"Go with peace of mind, I will help you avenge this revenge!" The woman with strange makeup gritted her silver teeth, and her eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Yes, this time, we will kill all the demon clans in the Otherworldly Origin Land without missing a leak, so as to comfort your Heavenly Spirit!" the barbarian promised earnestly.

"Let's go, we still have a long way to go!" the short old man shook his head, and led the group of people to continue on their way.