When Wang Buji heard this, he was surprised in his heart, Changqing and Demon Slaughter, the second and third hosts of the Super Plantation, a Nine-Turn Demon Emperor, a Nine-Turn Demon Emperor, and the two top-level emperors, the magic circle space that could not be arranged, actually appeared here, so the person who arranged the array, didn't he surpass the emperor level, could it be the Great Venerable?

When Wang Buji was shocked and guessed, this basin suddenly shook violently.

The shaking became stronger and stronger, and in an instant, the earth shook and the mountains shook!

"Damn, what's going on?" Wei Xuanwu stabilized his body and scolded his mother.

But before he could finish speaking, his pupils shrank suddenly.

Because, in the center of the basin, there is an altar slowly rising from the ground!

As the altar rose from the ground, the vision of the earth shaking slowly returned to calm. When the entire altar is raised, this circle space will be calm.

In the center of the basin, an altar about a foot high stands.

The altar is made of huge stones and is carved with mysterious patterns. And at this moment, everyone's eyes were attracted by what was on the altar.

That's a sword!

A long sword that was mottled and covered in rot and rust.

The long sword was inserted in the center of the altar. Nearly half of the sword was inserted into the altar.

"A sword light cold twelve continents, could it be this long sword?" Ning Ruoshui's expression moved slightly, and he muttered in surprise.

As soon as this remark came out, the atmosphere on the field was mysterious.

"Great Elder White Tiger, Great Elder Vermilion Bird, just follow what you said in advance!" Shannon Zhenren's clone stared at the long sword tightly, his eyes were hot, and the next moment. Retracted his gaze and glanced at Wang Buji coldly. and the two beside him said slowly.

When two young men, a man and a woman, heard this, they retracted their fiery gazes. Nodding.

The three of them did not shy away from the people around them, and as soon as these words came out, everyone gasped.

What did they hear, Great Elder White Tiger, Great Elder Vermilion Bird, could it be that those two young men and women who had never heard of it were actually the Great Elders of the two Great Divine Clans?

Who is the young man with a broken arm who spoke out?

Zhu Li was also surprised. At this moment, looking at the woman, a look of horror and confusion flashed in her eyes, how could their great elder, the end of time approaching, and the old man being so young.

"Why, you can't even recognize the old body?" Seeing this, the Great Elder Vermilion Bird stared at Zhu Li. A shrill voice came out slowly.

"Zhu Li greets the Great Elder!" Zhu Li's expression lit up when he heard this, and he hurried to meet him.

"Hmm. Sons of the Protoss, this inheritance. The old body wants it, don't interfere!" the Great Elder Suzaku nodded when he heard this. Looking at the side of the Protoss again, the sharp voice seemed very domineering.

"This old lady!" Wei Xuanwu muttered. He didn't dare to be disrespectful at all, and obediently stepped aside.

Fu Qinglong frowned slightly. He glanced at the Great Elder Vermilion Bird, but finally remained silent and took a few steps back.

Seeing this, the remaining few people had no choice but to step aside obediently, even if they were unwilling.

"Hmph!" On the side, the Great Elder of the White Tiger snorted coldly, none of the two disciples of his White Tiger God Clan survived, at that moment, with a cold snort, his face was full of tyranny, he looked at Shannong Zhenren, and said, "What do you have to say, kill them, and inherit it with the three of us!"

"It's fine. Hearing this, Shannong Zhenren nodded, and his body was full of momentum.

"Slow!" On the side, the Demon Blood Knife, who had been watching coldly, snorted coldly, and said lightly, "This is just your clone, and it's just a top-level Peiyuan Realm, the three of you, are you really sure to deal with us and the others?"

As soon as these words came out, several of the top Peiyuan Realm monks present had a tacit understanding, and their bodies were full of momentum!

"Hahaha, arrogant, let you wait for the yellow-mouthed child to know that the methods of the top real people, even if they have no mana, will still abuse you and other ants!"

Everyone's expressions froze.

Wang Buer's expression did not move, standing in front of Wang Yanran and Xinliu, but his heart tightened slightly.

At this moment, Shannong Zhenren's eyes full of murderous intent were staring at him, and the qi of the Great Elder of the White Tiger and the Great Elder of the Vermilion Bird also locked on him as if they were nothing.

"I didn't expect that the real person who practiced the law would also have to peek into the secret realm inheritance!" At this moment, Yi Qingfeng's faint voice slowly sounded.

"Hmph, this inheritance, given to you and wait, is a waste!" "The Great Elder Vermilion Bird snorted coldly, his face full of disdain, and said, "Little doll, I advise you, give up here, and maybe you can escape the catastrophe." ”

"In that case, let's quit!" Yi Qingfeng heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he muttered for a moment, but he turned around and retreated to the side, closing his eyes and saying nothing.

The yin and yang twins glanced at each other and stepped aside.

"Hehe, little doll, it's a little self-aware!" The Great Elder Vermilion Bird smiled sharply, and then he didn't care more, and in a moment, a fire-colored sword suddenly appeared, and the sword aura was direct, pointing directly at Wang Fuji!

"Your opponent is me!"

A blood-colored long knife appeared, and a single knife held the fire-colored long sword, accompanied by a voice of wild fighting intent, and it was the blood knife that struck.

"Hmph! Look for death!" Seeing this, the Great Elder Suzaku snorted coldly, his expression was full of fire and true yuan, and the two fought together for a while, and the real yuan broke out, and the sound of bang was endless.

"Wang Bu'er......" The Great Elder of the White Tiger snorted coldly, looking at Wang Bu'er, his eyes were murderous and violent, and he was about to make a move.

"Less nonsense, look at the sword!"

At this moment, a sharp sword aura approached the White Tiger Great Elder's face, and it was Jian Eight who struck!

"Looking for death!" Before the White Tiger Great Elder could say anything, he was interrupted, and he suddenly jumped violently, and a black and white long knife suddenly appeared, slashing the sharp sword qi with a knife.

"Shannong Lao Dao, I heard that this siege of my Spirit Rune Sect has a share of your Moving Mountain Sect!"

Wang Buer's expression did not move, and let Xinliu guard Wang Yanran, his body moved, and he stepped forward, staring at Shannong Zhenren with both eyes, and said coldly in his mouth.

"Hmph! Tell me!" Shannong Zhenren heard this, his pupils shrank, and in his eyes, there was a flash of murderous intent, and he said coldly, "The dignified Mountain Moving Sect, how can you embarrass your small sect!"

After Shannong Zhenren finished speaking, his face was gloomy, and he continued: "It's you, the king, who not only stole the spiritual skills of this sect, but also killed countless disciples of my sect, this time, the old man, you want to clean up the portal!"

Before the words fell, he stepped out, like shrinking the ground into inches, and a punch was blasted out, like a mountain following each other, and the momentum was terrifying.

"Huh! shameless old thing!"

Wang Buer was too lazy to speak, and the true yuan of the magic talisman in his body surged, and in front of him, countless afterimages appeared, forming a barrier.

Scatter - Rebellion!

Different from the pure physical attack in the past, this time, every punch, every palm, every finger and every claw, all flashed with black light, containing a powerful magic talisman true element!

"Boom, boom, boom......"

Shannong Zhenren's fist with the momentum of heaven and earth slammed into the black light barrier in front of Wang Buer's body, and it actually made a continuous roar.

Scatter the hands against the chaos, and defeat the strong with the weak!

Shannong Zhenren's face changed slightly, and he felt that his punch was resisted and dissolved by countless Dao strength, and his strength was constantly weakened.

It's a long story, but it's just a blink of an eye.

In the roar, the black and yellow True Yuan erupted, and the two of them each took a few steps back, and Shannong Zhenren's expression was gloomy, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

This king seems to be stronger than last time!(To be continued......