Immortality, starting from the heaven and earth

On the top of the mountain, clouds and mist billowed endlessly.

"Elder He, did the Hangu faction go too far with Quanshan's matter?"

On a cliff, Hou Yong took off the black fire mask on his face, looked at He Ying beside him, and said.

"Even if you suspect Chi Yanzi, that monk from the unnamed island that day, you can choose to use other methods."

"I thought that Master Xuefu, the supreme elder of the Hangu Sect, had some disputes with Chi Yan when he was young.

But when you really want to test it, you shouldn't go too far.

But now it seems that I have made a mistake this time. "

Facing Hou Yong's question, He Ying didn't look at the other person's face, but said with a little regret.

"It has been found out what happened on the nameless island back then, there was indeed a cultivator who used a soul banner to steal the souls of your three friends.

There are many schools on Rixing Island, but there can only be one master of chess, and that is I Zhuan Rimen.

The mourning soul Zhong Zhongyun is the second island owner of the Black Reef Islands, and he is also said to be the most likely to become a Nascent Soul cultivator.

But even so, in the confrontation with the unknown monk, he still lost the wind.

To be able to achieve this step, the cultivation base of the unknown monk is very likely to have entered the ninth level of Jindan now.

To the outside world, Chi Yanzi is only at the seventh level of the golden core, but if he is the unknown monk, it means that this person has been hiding deeply.

Coupled with the development of the Chiyang faction over the years, this is a threat to my transfer to the Japanese sect.

In addition, I found out that Master Xue Cang of the Cold Valley Sect has a lot of connections with Shangxingzong.

Now that the matter has become serious, Junior Brother Hou should take a good look with me.

Left and right, in the end they all need to give me Zhuan Rimen a face. "

Speaking of this, He Ying's eyes turned directly to the mountain gate of the Hangu Sect in the distance.

There, there were spirit boats in the sky of the Chiyang Sect, and countless horses refining Huaguang, mixed with the fluctuations of many spells, bombarded and killed the mountain gate of the Hangu Sect.

"Since that's the case, Hou Yong will take a look with Senior Brother He."

Listening to He Ying's previous indifferent explanation, after pondering for a while, Hou Yong also agreed to temporarily sit on the sidelines.

After all.

Even though he was still grateful for Cui Yang's life-saving grace in his heart, it was nothing in front of the sect.

not to mention.

"If I left that day, that unknown monk was really Chi Yanzi, beheading the other three Golden Core fellows.

Then, Chi Yanzi is undoubtedly my enemy. "

With the emergence of this thought, Hou Yong's eyes also fell on the distant battlefield.

Boom!

There was only a loud bang, and the moment the air waves and frost exploded all over the sky, at the same time as a ring-shaped air wave spread away in all directions.

The mountain guard formation of the Hangu faction gradually dissipated at this moment.

"Ma Quan, you led your disciples to besiege our Hangu Sect, do you really think that there is no one in our Hangu Sect?"

Above the mountain gate, with a biting cold wind blowing at this moment, I saw Master Xue Cang of the Hangu Sect looking angrily at Ma Quan in the sky above, and said loudly.

"Only relying on the fact that the Spring Mountain Spirit Mine was done by my Cold Valley Sect, without any other evidence, I dared to open the gate of the mountain.

Today, I, the Cold Valley Sect, must compete with you. "

"snort."

Hearing these words, there was a hint of sarcasm in Ma Quan's eyes.

Originally, he thought that the Cold Valley faction's attack on the Spring Mountain Spirit Mine was obviously prepared long ago, but he never thought that at this time, the other party would actually pay attention to such a false name.

"You slaughtered my disciples in Quanshan, no matter what you say today, there is only one word of war."

Following these words, Ma Quan waved his big hand.

In an instant, the disciples of the Chiyang Sect rushed towards the disciples of the Hangu Sect below.

In just a blink of an eye, the monks from the two sides fought into a group inside the mountain gate of the Hangu Sect, and all kinds of magic weapons were shining in an endless stream.

"Just relying on you, a Golden Core cultivator, to dare to kill our sect. Today is the time when your Chiyang Sect will be destroyed."

Seeing this scene, Master Xue Cang of the Hangu faction gave a low shout, sacrificed his magic weapon, and fought Ma Quan to the same place.

"Master, we are here to help you."

Seeing this scene, Yi Feng, who was hiding in the crowd, took a look at the other three Jindan Taoist friends who were disguised as Foundation Establishment cultivators, and immediately rushed towards the place where they were.

Boom!

But the moment the four of them flew up, a huge spiritual pressure emerged from the Chiyan spirit boat in the sky.

This spiritual pressure was like a mountain pressing down on the top, making Yi Feng and the others who had just flown up were imprisoned in midair as if they had been hit hard.

"Chi Yan, you old fellow, finally came out."

Seeing Yi Feng's and others' body-protecting aura trembling under the huge pressure, a word with a little exclamation came from the back mountain of the Hangu Sect.

As the words fell, a snow-white gleam and a flicker roared from a distance, blocking Yi Feng and the others. It was an old man with silver hair.

"Xuefu, after so many years, you are still the same as before, only acting behind your back."

Looking at the Taoist in front of him, Lin Yi, who had transformed into the appearance of Chi Yanzi, recognized the person in front of him through the memory after the soul search just at the first glance.

"You and I should know that there are some things that we don't want to do. If that's the case, why do you have to go to war?"

Facing Ji Yi's gaze, Master Xuefu said with a smile.

"Let's retreat, with you here, the Chiyang faction can still be brilliant for a while.

But if you and I fight here, I'm afraid it won't be long before your Chiyang faction really has no successors. "

"If Chi can survive for more than a hundred years, but even if Chi is about to die tomorrow, this time your Cold Valley faction needs to be destroyed here.

You've lived for too long, I'm afraid you've forgotten that once we monks lose our blood, we will only blindly obey others and become puppets. "

Following these words, a red-gold aura emerged from Ji Dong's body.

In Taoist Xuefu's stunned eyes, this red-gold aura turned into a monstrous flame in the blink of an eye, and formed a group of brilliant golden flame birds in mid-air.

"Third-order spirit fire?"

Looking at the raging spiritual fire in front of him, Taoist Xuefu's eyes instantly became extremely serious, and he asked loudly.

"Old thief Chiyan, do you really want to fight me to the death here?"

"It doesn't matter if the fish dies and the net breaks. Since I have been engaged in it, whether it's you or the Hangu faction, it's just a bigger ant in Chi's eyes."

As the words fell, Ji Dong raised his palm, and at the moment the indifference appeared in his eyes, he slapped Taoist Xuefu below.

Boom!

At this moment, the monks who were fighting between the two factions saw the palm print of Ziyan, which was hundreds of feet high, descending from the sky.

Wherever the palm print passed, the aura between heaven and earth fluctuated violently.