For a moment, around Qiandan Pavilion, more than a dozen Nascent Soul cultivators were confronting each other, and a frightening aura of destruction enveloped the entire Yeji City. Of the two gray-robed monks who first flew out, one of them was intercepted by Lie Wumo, while the other flew towards Qin Deng at high speed. The gray-robed monk who was intercepted by Lie Wumo let out a dry cold snort when he saw Lie Wumo coming forward. He produced a withered palm without any flesh and blood, and grabbed Lie Wumo fiercely. It seemed slow, but in fact it was extremely fast. As soon as he grabbed it, it tore the void and grabbed it directly on Lie Wumo's shoulder. Blood spattered from Lie Wumo¡¯s shoulder, Lie Wumo screamed and tried his best to break free from the old man¡¯s withered claws. He shouted in shock: "You are a Yuanying Dzogchen monk!" "Yes, I have always been a Yuanying Dzogchen monk. Many people knew it back then. Only you juniors don't understand." The old man in gray robe finished speaking. , his feet did not move, but turned into a gray light and went straight towards Lie Wumo. At this moment, Peng Erjian had arrived, and he swung out a sharp sword light, heading straight for the vest of the old man in gray. The old man in gray clothes did not stop at all, as if there were eyes on his back. He wrapped his arms around his back and flicked his fingers. The powerful sword energy of Peng Erjian was dispersed by his flick. "Old ghost, go to hell!" Hong Gang and Hong Tie came over and cast spells together. Two fiery red fist shadows as thick as water tanks went straight towards the old man in gray. At this point, the steps of the gray-robed old man slowed down. Lie Wumo in the late Nascent Soul stage, Peng Erjian, Hong Gang, and Hong Tie in the middle Nascent Soul stage all tried their best to hold back an old man in gray from the Immortal Star Sect. This shows how powerful his combat power is. This scene shocked everyone. "Who are these six gray-robed old men, and how can they be so strong?" This was the question that emerged in everyone's mind at this moment. "This person has the Dzogchen cultivation level of Nascent Soul. The strength of the other gray-robed old men is definitely not low. Maybe they also have the Dzogchen cultivation level of Nascent Soul." "It's very possible. You haven't seen them fight against Lie Wumo and the others. Is the gray-robed monk called "Lao Liu"? Lao Liu is a Yuan Ying Dzogchen monk. The other Lao Wu, Lao Si, Lao San and Lao Er are still less powerful. " " "Old!" Hongyan's face turned a little ugly. He spit out these four words slowly. "Hahaha I didn't expect that there is a little guy here who recognizes the six of us! Yes, the six of us old guys are exactly the 'Six Elders of the Immortal Star' who killed everyone in the Hanjian Sect two thousand years ago. Hehehe It¡¯s been more than two thousand years. We didn¡¯t expect that this skin that should have been buried long ago could still do something for the Immortal Star Sect.¡± The thin old man in gray robe stood beside Zhong Xue. Said with a smile. The dry laughter is as unpleasant as the old bird's name. "What! It's just the Six Elders of Immortal Star! How is this possible! How can they still be alive!" Countless people exclaimed, their faces full of disbelief. The total lifespan of Yuanying monks is only two thousand years, but the six immortals of the Immortal Star reached Yuanying Dzogchen two thousand years ago. They all lived for at least a thousand years at that time. Counting this way, the six elders of Xuanxing have lived for more than three thousand years. This subverted all the monks' perceptions. "Can a Yuanying monk live longer than two thousand years? How is this possible!" Some people don't believe it, absolutely don't believe it. "With that genius treasure, you can increase your lifespan, but it can never increase your lifespan by thousands of years. I heard that the legendary elixir can only increase the lifespan of a monk by three Jiazi, or one hundred and eighty years, at most. This The six elders of Xuanxing definitely have problems and secrets. " Qin Deng and Han Qianyin looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes. Qin Deng did not expect that a two-thousand-year-old Nascent Soul Dzogchen monk would actually be alive now. He began to become cautious in his heart, knowing that it was definitely not that simple for these six old ghosts of the Immortal Star Sect to survive for such a long time. "Qianyin, you and I join forces and kill an old ghost as quickly as possible first. I suspect that these six old ghosts must have a set of extremely dangerous joint attack skills. Kill one and let them use their joint attack skills in the future. The method cannot be used smoothly." Qin Deng looked at the gray-robed old man who was rushing toward him and Han Qianyin at high speed, and said to Han Qianyin. Han Qianyin nodded slightly, her hands were blazing brightly, and the Earth-level Yinming Bamboo Spirit Seed and the Ice Blue Phoenix Hairpin appeared in her hands. The Yinming Bamboo trembled, the green bamboo leaves swayed, and green light in the shape of bamboo leaves flew out, rushing towards the gray-robed old man who was less than twenty feet away from her and Qin Deng. There was also a black dragon that was more than ten feet long and had clearly visible scales. It roared wildly, shook its head and tail, and rushed out. The light in Qin Deng's hand flashed, and the three unique spears appeared in his hand, with three colors of light intertwined. The Three Ultimate Spears were swung out, and with a buzzing sound, the three-color spear light went straight towards the gray-robed old man. The void trembled, and golden thunder and lightning intertwined. "The female doll's spiritual seed is quite good!" The old man in gray robe admired and waved his hands like an eagle. With a wave of his hands, Qin Deng and Han Qianyin's offensive was resolved. Seems extremely relaxed. Qin Deng¡¯s fight with the gray-robed old man caused a chain reaction. For a moment, Master Hongyan, who was facing two old men in gray robes, and Master Jinshi, who was confronting the old man Baishi, all took action. The sky shook, and light rain fell from the sky, as if the end was coming. The two old men in gray clothes and Zhong Xue stood in mid-air and did not take action immediately. The thin old man in gray robe stared coldly at the fighting groups from all sides, his eyes full of contempt. "Zhong Xue, go! Go and help Lao Liu and get rid of those brats as soon as possible." The thin old man in gray robe looked at the four men who were fighting Lie Wumo, Peng Erjian, Hong Gang and Hong Tie. The old man in gray robe ordered Zhong Xue. Zhong Xue nodded, and with a flash of his body, he was about to break into the battle group. At this moment, a clear whistle came in the air, and Meng Qiu, dressed in a Confucian shirt, and Master Yehuo appeared. "Zhong Xue, your opponent is me!" Meng Qiu, dressed in hunting clothes, stopped in front of Zhong Xue. At this time, all the Yuanying monks from the Zidan Sect came out in full force. The thin old man in gray robe ignored Zhong Xue who was stopped by Meng Qiu and Master Yehuo. He turned around and said to the last old man in gray robe beside him: "Second brother, go and help the fifth brother and slaughter that man with lightning speed." Immortal capture, don't give him a chance to take the Explosive Infant Pill. Although we are not afraid, once he dies, our losses will be great." The gray-robed old man nodded, stepped out of the void, and rushed straight to Qin. Go away with the light. But at this moment, three mid-stage Nascent Soul monks wearing Liemo Sect costumes flew out from around the Qiandan Pavilion and blocked the way. The sword-backing monk who had been following Peng Erjian also took action, fighting with the Liemo Sect's monks. The three Nascent Soul monks gathered together to deal with the gray-robed monk known as the "Second Brother". "A bunch of ants, if you want to die, I will help you." The gray-robed monk said disdainfully. He stretched out his hands, and an ancient brass sword appeared in his hand. He slashed across the sky, and a huge sword light fell towards the four people who intercepted him. This sword was fierce and extremely sharp, and the three Nascent Soul monks from the Fierce Demon Sect and the Yijian Sect monk who was carrying the sword were horrified. The three Fierce Demon Sect monks shouted in unison, and three dark, round shield-shaped defensive magic weapons were released. The three shields were superimposed, and they tried their best to resist. The sword-carrying monk of Yijian Sect had a cold and stern expression on his back. The long sword on his back was unsheathed, and the sound of Qingyue dragon's roar could be heard far away. The monk carrying the sword roared loudly, soared into the sky, grasped the long sword like a stream of clear water, swung the sword fiercely, and slashed towards the gray-robed monk. The ancient sword roared, the sword light stirred, and transformed into a long dragon as transparent as ice, cutting through the void and rushing towards the gray-robed old man. "Who is that! What he is carrying is actually the Dragon Song Ancient Sword of Yi Jian Sect. This is a top-quality spiritual treasure! It is the sword of the master of Yi Jian Sect." "Then the monk who is carrying the sword is the young master of Yi Jian Sect. , Long Feijian! Yes, that¡¯s him. I once had the opportunity to see him up close.¡± ¡°I heard that Long Feijian was a peerless genius in swordsmanship! He entered the Yuanying realm at the age of one hundred and fifty. The middle stage. It is now at the peak of the middle stage of Yuanying. "It turns out that it is the Long Fei Sword. No wonder it is so powerful. With the cultivation level of the middle stage of Yuanying, the sword struck by the gray-robed old man who is in the realm of Yuanying Great Perfection does not matter at all. Instead of giving way, we must confront each other instead of attacking him! " "Long Feijian is a peerless genius. This young sect master is worthy of his name. No one in the Yijian Sect is dissatisfied with him, unlike Mu Renzhi, the young sect master of Qianming Sect, who does everything he can. "Hehe, who can say otherwise? I heard that Han Qianyin betrayed Qianming Sect and joined Namu Renzhi because he wanted to force others to become Taoist companions." Qiandan Pavilion, following the sword-carrying monk, the transparent dragon turned into sword energy, and the sword light of the gray-robed old man were killed together, with a roaring sound and the sound of dragon roaring. , spread out hundreds of miles. Wherever the sword energy passed, the buildings on the ground collapsed and were chopped into pieces. After this collision, the sword-carrying monk rolled ten feet away, his face was pale, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. As for the three monks from the Fierce Demon Sect, their round shield magic weapon was shattered into pieces, their clothes were torn, and they were covered in blood. One person even lost his left arm. It has obviously been cut off. This old man in gray robe holding a long bronze sword in his hand is so powerful. "Very good, it is actually the Dragon Song Ancient Sword. You have not dishonored this ancient sword! Who are you, Long Jianxiao?" The old man in gray robe looked at Long Feijian with a look of admiration on his face and asked. "That's the junior Xuanzu!" Long Feijian held the ancient sword in his hand, stood upright, and replied coldly. "Okay, very good. I have an old relationship with Long Jianxiao, so I can spare your life today!" The old man in gray robe said in a low voice with a sad voice.??, there is nostalgia for the past years. Time is ruthless. The six elders have lived an extra two thousand years. Those outstanding figures of the same era as them have all turned into bones and loess. Long Feijian was unmoved and said coldly: "But I really want to chop off your head. This is my last test. As long as I chop off the head of a Yuanying Dzogchen monk with the Dragon Song Ancient Sword, I can immediately be called the sect master of Yijian Sect!" "Okay! It's indeed that Long Jianxiao's kind, then come on!" After the gray-robed old man finished speaking, he slashed three times in succession with his sword. Cutting through the sky. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!