Chapter 122: The Mighty Old Man

In the autumn sky, through the dense branches and leaves, dappled sunlight falls, and through the gap between the branches and leaves, you can see the shining sword light across the sky under the clouds of the fairy mountain. In order to obtain the Xuan armor worn by the immortal army during the battle of immortals and demons thousands of years ago, the cultivators of the human immortal realm gathered to the Kunlun Immortal Sect.

Among the Kunlun Immortal Sect in the distance, it was lively because of the arrival of the cultivators, there were familiar friends and friends, there were cold eyebrows and cold words that were not in the right way, and more people were conveying to each other the recent battle situation on the border of Shenzhou, - the strength of the demon army is terrifying, and a vicious battle will be inevitable!

There is a knowledgeable cultivator who has cultivated to a high level and said: In the face of this battle, no one in the human immortal realm or even the countries of Shenzhou can stay out of the matter, because this is a continuation of the grievances of a thousand years ago.

However, the cultivators' fighting spirit and interest were still high, because in three days, they would get the war weapon of the immortal army thousands of years ago, the Xuanjia!

In one morning, more than 3,000 cultivators came from the nearest places. The two major immortal sects in the human immortal world, Shushan and Cangwu, already had the intention of watching the Kunlun event, and at the same time, out of concern about the situation in Shenzhou, they left the mountain very early, and now a large number of cultivators from these two factions have arrived. As the news spread, more and more cultivators were converging on Kunlun Immortal Mountain.

Some of the Xuanjia maps that have been circulated from the great sect of cultivating immortals are spreading among the cultivators, seeing these legendary immortal weapons with mighty styles, and listening to the heroic deeds of these Xuanjia masters thousands of years ago, the cultivators are even more enthusiastic.

In this way, the solemnity and slaughter caused by Kunlun Xianshan's declaration of war on the Wuhu Demon Army were temporarily replaced by this chaos.

But all this on the Immortal Mountain has nothing to do with a dense forest at the foot of the Immortal Mountain.

The mountain wind stopped, the leaves did not move, the air seemed to become viscous, and a mysterious coercion began to condense in the void, and the coercion became stronger and stronger.

Ye Tian held the Jun Sword in his hand and looked around nervously in a cold sweat. Beside him, Yuan Bao also grabbed a crackling thunder talisman with an electric snake in each hand, suspended motionless in the air, and a pair of already big eyes were as big as a goose egg.

Ye Tian's heart was beating wildly, he had never felt such a powerful coercion, the head of the Kunlun Lower Courtyard and the Lord of Chengtian Peak, Lei Yue, who was known as the top powerhouse in the human immortal realm, had never had such a powerful coercion.

Moreover, Ye Tian also felt a kind of ferocity from this coercion!

Yes, as fierce as a beast, as if it were being stared at by a terrifying beast in the dark.

He had similar feelings when he was five years old. On that occasion, he was playing in the Kucang Mountain, and accidentally ran away, only to be targeted by a white-fronted tiger with hanging eyes, and at the moment when the tiger pounced, this was the feeling of chills down his spine and fear and horror in his heart.

At that time, the chaotic ingots appeared at the right time and scared away the tigers, which was also the process of their acquaintance.

Now, this familiar, visceral sense of danger reappeared, and it was countless times more powerful and terrifying than it was remembered.

Now Ye Tian has comprehended a deep sword path, which is already relatively strong, but at this moment, there is a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart, no matter how willing to swing the sword, he wants to turn around and run away.

However, even if you want to run, you have to work with your legs.

Now, his legs are like lead, and it is difficult to move even a little, let alone run.

In front of this secret giant beast, he felt like an ant, an ant could show its teeth to another strong ant, but if he faced a giant beast that could crush itself with his toes, he would feel like Ye Tian.

"Goo!" Ye Tian swallowed a mouthful of big foam into his dry throat.

"Let's go!" a bead of cold sweat the size of a bean slid down his cheek and shattered countless petals on the instep of his foot.

Although, I don't want to do this, but I really can't help it.

Ye Tian really didn't want to use the Cloud Breaking Technique.

With his keen sword intent after turning into a sword, he may be able to lock the enemy in the shadows, but it is difficult to say whether the Cloud Breaking Jue can cause damage to him, because this coercion is too terrifying, showing that his strength is also terrifying.

The biggest problem is that after the sword is turned into a sword, the enemy is strong, and the fainting after breaking the cloud will be an unavoidable hard injury, and at that time he has no power to fight back, so he can only be slaughtered by others.

However, there is really no way.

"Yuanbao, you can fight later, if you can't, run away. Ye Tian said softly, his consciousness began to slide towards chaos, and his five senses also faded.

"No......" Yuan Bao immediately understood what Ye Tian meant, and hurriedly shouted.

Suddenly, a cold laugh began to echo in the dense forest.

"Hmph...... Hum...... Hmph......"

The laughter was ethereal, as if it sounded in the ears, and it seemed to come from the sky, drifting in the forest, but as the laughter continued, the mysterious and terrifying coercion was gradually reduced.

"Woo ......" Ye Tianchang exhaled, his consciousness returned to consciousness, and his lead-filled legs could also move, starting from his feet, bursts of numbness spread upward, and Jun Jian seemed to have a thousand pounds at this moment, and his wrist fell heavily.

Fuck, who is this playing master, isn't it good to come out and give a good time, fight in person, and be cut down, that is also the master's skills are not as good as others, so godly chattering is not happy! Ye Tian scolded secretly, - it was just secretly slandered, he was not stupid, he knew that this strong man in the dark did not have murderous intentions, if he caused trouble because of his inappropriate words, it would be wronged to his grandmother's house.

A gust of mountain wind blew, which made him feel excited, and it turned out that the cave sword suit was soaked in cold sweat.

From the appearance of this coercion to the current peak, it has only passed the tea time, but Ye Tian feels that it is as long as a hundred years.

"Crackle!" came the sound of dead branches being trampled off in the forest.

Here it comes!

Ye Tian and Yuan Bao nervously glanced in the direction where the voice came.

The sound of the branch breaking was only a few feet away from them, but just now, he and Yuan Bao opened their eyes wide, and they didn't notice anything unusual.

Under the dappled sunlight, a tall and strong figure appeared in Ye Tian and Yuanbao's sight, and he walked over slowly.

Ye Tian saw it and said secretly: What a mighty old man!

This man's brown hair was tied by a hosta, his dark face was furrowed and horizontal, his eyes were like copper bells, his lion's nose was estuary, and his thick beard stood up like steel needles, he was more than nine feet tall, and his strong muscles almost burst the brown Kunlun sword suit.

What gave Ye Tian the most intuitive feeling was not the majestic posture of this old man, but the eyes like copper bells, which seemed to have endless vicissitudes in them, looking at it, it felt as if it was from an eternal gaze.

Ye Tian wondered, there are water, fire, wind, earth, thunder and five spirit courtyards in Kunlun, and the sword clothes are also divided into white, red, blue, yellow and white because of the different spiritual courtyards, and this brown sword suit is the first time I have seen it.

Ye Tian looked at his sleeve again, and saw that it was bare, and there was neither the Kunlun Immortal Sect's unique Immortal Mountain Cloud Track, nor the unique symbol of the Five Spirits Academy.

"Senior, are you ......" Ye Tian's mouth opened, and Zuihou still asked.

"The old man's surname is Yuan. The mighty old man laughed, the sharp teeth in his mouth flashed with cold light, and he saw him erect a finger as thick as a radish, and the fingertips flashed, and a huge wine jar with Ye Tian's shoulder height appeared in the air, suspended at his fingertips, "Little friend, how about drinking some wine with the old man." ”

The sound was dull and heavy, like bursts of thunder rolling in.