In the sky above Qingya Mountain, a white-haired old man with missing arms and legs was standing in the air with a sinister face. Missing an arm, this old man's left arm was cut off at the shoulder, and the missing leg, the old man's right thigh was blown away by the thunder, and a piece of flesh the size of a human head was blown away by the thunder, and only a small half of the leg bone barely connected the calf to his body. He also had a transparent hole in his chest, flat and thin, apparently a stab wound from a flying sword.

Such an injury is only heavier than that of Yuanhua Ancestor, and there are few penances of the Yuanhui, or there is a powerful elixir to heal the injury, I am afraid that this injury is not easy to heal. It's just that the vitality of immortals is extremely strong, and the more advanced the immortals, the stronger their vitality. The legendary first-class immortals, as long as the immortal soul is not dispersed, even if there is only one head left, they can live well. Therefore, this old Taoist was so seriously injured, and he could still levitate arrogantly on Qingya Mountain, and provoke Yuanhuamen loudly.

"Yuanhua Lao'er, you ignore the mediation of the Sichuan immortals, and actually send people to ambush the people of the real people on the road, it is simply too deceitful!" The white-haired old man, Hui Lingzhen, the founder of the Comet Sect, pointed to Qingya Mountain and shouted: "Come out, you get out of the real people! Today, you and I must see a high and low victory, and we will never die!"

Beg followed closely behind Yuanhua Ancestor, and set up a sword light to stir up the sky.

Only one person from the Comet Spirit Gate came to Hui Ling Zhenren, and on the side of Yuanhua Gate, there were already more than a dozen immortals with more than 100 Yuan Shen monks, and they laid a secret **, embedded in the killing array of the six stars of the Southern Dipper, besieging Hui Ling Zhenren. The eye of this great array is Qingya Mountain, and now the three Yuanhuamen elders of the Heavenly Immortal Cultivation are sitting cross-legged on the top of Qingya Mountain, guarding six pale red flying swords that are flying in the air.

Hui Ling Zhenren was trapped by the big array, and Yuanhua Ancestor had already flown in front of him, but he was not afraid, he just proudly held his hands behind his back and looked up at the sky. Seeing him look so calm and relaxed, Yuanhua Old Ancestor couldn't help but snort coldly, and scolded loudly: "Huiling Lao Zamao, you came to my Yuanhua Gate to provoke for no reason, why did you come?"

Huiling Zhenren glanced at Yuanhua Ancestor angrily, and he said angrily: "I have no reason to make trouble?

Yuanhua Ancestor rolled his eyes, and he didn't talk nonsense, he made a move to the sky casually, and suddenly the flowing clouds in all directions, far and near, suddenly made a 'bang' sound of breaking the air, and quickly converged towards the palm of Yuanhua Ancestor. It was just the blink of an eye, and a ball of white thunderballs the size of rice buckets appeared in the hands of Yuanhua Old Ancestor, and he smashed the thunderball into Huiling Zhenren face without saying a word.

Hui Ling Zhenren also snorted coldly, his eyes widened, and a clear spring suddenly appeared in front of him, a lotus flower quickly grew from the clear spring, and in the blink of an eye, it became luxuriant, three pink and tender lotus flowers were born, and the lotus flower of Zhang Xu Fangyuan shook lightly, firmly blocking the thunderball that hit in front of him. With a muffled sound, the surrounding air shook, and the thunderball and lotus flower were annihilated at the same time.

Two sword roars sounded, and a white sword light rushed out above Yuanhua Ancestor's head, stabbing Hui Lingzhen's heart. A yellow sword light also flew out from behind Hui Ling Zhenren, turning into a cold light with scales and claws like a python, and greeted the flying sword of Yuanhua Ancestor. The two sword lights were pressed together like a mad bull, the sword lights twisted, entangled, stabbed, and wiped each other, fighting happily in the air, and the piercing friction sound shook the ears of Beqi and others who were watching the battle from a distance in severe pain, and they had to use their skills to seal their eardrums.

The flying swords held each other for a full hour, and finally it was Yuanhua Ancestor's sword skills that were one level higher, and a thin sword light was separated from the oblique stab, like electric light, and it was like lightning to stab at Hui Ling Zhenren. And Hui Ling Zhenren's yellow sword light had been suppressed to the point that the light was dim, and there was no longer the initial power.

Seeing that the differentiated sword light was about to pierce Hui Ling Zhenren's body, Hui Ling Zhenren snorted coldly, formed a handprint with both hands, and shouted lightly: "Order! Retreat!" The air in front of him shook, and a thunderclap sounded, and the sword light of Yuanhua Ancestor's differentiation was shattered, and the volley turned into countless fireflies.

With a loud bang, Hui Ling Zhenren shattered the sword light of Yuanhua Ancestor's differentiation, but his flying sword was also twisted by Yuanhua Ancestor's white sword light and lost all its brilliance, turning into a dark yellow sè strange-shaped flying sword that swayed backwards in embarrassment. A faint air current rushed above Hui Lingzhen's head, caught his flying sword, and hid it in his body. Yuanhua Old Ancestor pointed at his hand unrelentingly, and the light of the flying sword suddenly flourished, and a hundred-zhang long white light sparked towards Huiling Zhenren.

With a cold snort, Hui Ling Zhenren reached into his mouth, and after biting his fingertips, he used his pale gold immortal blood to draw a fist-sized rune in the air. Don't beg to recognize this rune, it is the word 'shock' in the ancient immortal text, and it has extremely powerful power.

With a high-pitched incantation, Hui Lingzhen's wrist flicked, and the golden rune was volleyed out. With a loud bang, the runes exploded, and a huge shock wave concentrated on the sword light of Yuanhua Old Ancestor. Bai Sè's sword light suddenly dimmed, and he was sent flying more than ten miles away by the runes, and he couldn't struggle for a while. Yuanhua Old Ancestor's body trembled slightly, and he was forced to take more than a dozen steps back by an invisible dark energy.

The two patriarchs glanced at each other, and sneered at the same time, and suddenly all kinds of immortal magic methods emerged one after another, and each flying sword magic weapon Fu Qi Lei method was hit out at the same time. For a while, there were only countless lights flashing in the void, and the sound of various thunderstorms shook people, and they couldn't see where the figures of the two ancestors were.

At the level of Yuanhua Old Ancestor and Huiling Zhenren, the power of each of their attacks is extremely condensed, and the power is condensed but not dispersed, and there will not be too much power emitted. Therefore, although they fought lively, they did not have any impact on Beg and the others, at most there were gusts of wind blowing in front of them, and they did not cause any substantial damage.

The two of them 'crackled' each other, and in the end they were so tired that they were panting and sweating profusely, and they stopped fighting almost at the same time. Separated by a distance of several miles, the two stared at each other for a while, Huiling Zhenren did not have the intention of escaping, and Yuanhua Ancestor did not order to launch a large array, relying on the advantage of the home field to keep Huiling Zhenren here.

Wheezing for a while, both of them coughed violently at the same time. They were all seriously injured and had not healed, and now they suddenly made a big effort to fight, and the immortal power in the two of them had been exhausted, and the original old injuries were also involved, and they were even more injured and lost a lot of jīng blood vitality.

After waiting for his breath to settle, Yuanhua Old Ancestor pointed at Hui Ling Zhenren tremblingly and sneered: "Hui Ling, on the skin of your mouth, you can't fight for black and white." To be reasonable, a year and a half later, we saw a clear distinction in the gambling fight presided over by Xianjun. The person of the river is bing, hum!" snorted coldly, Yuanhua Ancestor turned his head, and seemed to be too lazy to continue to dwell on the matter of the injury of the river immortal, because he didn't look down on the character of the river immortal at all.

Huiling Zhenren gritted his teeth and said: "The green staff of Yuanhuamen, is it a humble gentleman? I can take away my uncle's double cultivation partner, hahaha, once the world is opened, this kind of thing is unheard of and unseen!"

Hui Ling Zhenren's words made his eyes turn green with anger, and he almost wanted to rush up and fight with Hui Ling Zhenren. Mo Luan Daoren, as well as several other Heavenly Immortal Realm elders beside him, looked at Beqi with unkind eyes, and stared at the Blue Staff Immortal Weng with blazing eyes.

The idiot stared, his chest straightened, and he roared angrily: "You boys, what do you want to do?

Min Daoren took a few breaths, gritted his teeth and suppressed the anger and resentment in his heart, lowered his eyelids, and waved his hand at Mo Luan Daoren and his party. Mo Luan Dao people slowly lowered their heads and stopped saying a word.

The Blue Cane Immortal Weng tilted his eyes and squinted at the Moluan Dao people, lowered his voice and ordered: "Look at those people clearly, Moluan, Qingpeng, Yuhe, and Berao, they are the four major people of Uncle Min, and their subordinates are all called spirit birds, and when you see them in the future, you have to avoid them." In the same way, if you see that their cultivation is not as good as yours, even if you bully them, there are Taishi Ancestor and Shi Zu and I will support you!"

Listening to the words of the Green Cane Immortal, Don't help but grin, this Yuanhua Sect is so noisy, isn't it afraid that the disciples of the sect will really clash and cause the door to split?

In the distance, Yuanhua Ancestor suddenly laughed loudly: "Okay, you are a Huiling old man, you deliberately provoke the relationship between my people, and sure enough, you are all ordinary goods, and they all rely on two lips and one tongue to eat! Hey, you are coming to the door today, you want to be angry for your people, if you bring people here, I have the intention to slaughter them all! But you come to the door alone, I really can't pull my face to besiege you alone!"

After pondering for a moment, Yuanhua Ancestor sneered: "After a year and a half, when our disciples have divided the winners and losers, you and I will fight alone, and we will use you and my mountain gate as a bet, how about it? If I lose, Qingya Star will belong to your Comet Spirit Gate, and if you lose, you Huang Xing will also have to give me Yuanhua Gate!"

Hui Ling Zhenren's eyes rolled, and he sneered: "Yuan Hua, do you really think you can beat me?"

Yuanhua Ancestor said disappreciably: "Can we beat you, we will see it clearly when we arrive, why waste our lips and tongues now?"

Hui Ling Zhenren's eyes rolled, and he sneered: "Okay, please also ask the Sichuan Immortal to be a witness, sign an official document, and use the mountain gate as a bet, and this real person also has this intention." ”

A golden light fell from the sky, and the Sichuan Immortal in a purple robe smiled and held a small scroll with one hand, and he smiled: "The two immortal friends have such thoughts, that is the best." Using your own mountain gate as a bet, this kind of big gamble is really, tsk......tsk"

Yuanhua Ancestor was slightly stunned for a moment, he looked at Huiling Zhenren and smiled: "Feelings, you old miscellaneous hair is here for a purpose?"

The Chuan Immortal nodded and smiled: "Yuanhua Ancestor, Benjun has been waiting for most of the time. Hehe, it's really Huiling Zhenren who invited Benjun to be a witness to the gambling contract in advance!"

Yuanhua Ancestor and Huiling Zhenren glanced at each other, and at the same time, they laughed loudly, but there was no heat in the laughter.

Under the testimony of the Sichuan immortals, Yuanhua Laozu and Huiling Zhenren signed the instrument of betting and raising at the same time.

A year and a half later, the two disciples gambled to decide the ownership of the spirit stone vein planet.

A year and a half later, the two patriarchs fought alone and decided to submit to the two mountain gates.

Under the impetus of people with intentions, the gambling contract immediately spread throughout the Celestial Realm.