Mortals ask the immortals

The eighth small world of the sixteen worlds of the Broken Star Palace.

A group of mountains rise and fall, and the mountains are shrouded in clouds and mist.

Suddenly, a conspicuous three-color light column suddenly lit up from the mountains, piercing through the clouds and mist and penetrating the sky.

A hundred miles away, a group of five monks were flying towards the direction of the Eight Realms. The leader was a middle-aged man in a yellow robe with a majestic appearance and clear lines.

Behind him, there were two men and two women.

The closest to the mighty middle-aged man was a lean old man in his fifties and a handsome young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes.

Behind them was a charming young woman in yellow clothes and a young woman with extraordinary temperament.

At this time, the mighty middle-aged man in the lead seemed to notice something and looked to the left.

Noticing the looming three-color light column, a hint of imperceptible joy flashed across the mighty middle-aged man's face. He immediately sent a voice message to the four people behind him, and then flew towards the direction of the three-color light column.

At the same time, just as the mighty middle-aged man and his party were heading towards the three-color light column, a team of five and a team of four in the other two directions also discovered the existence of the three-color light column and rushed over with all their strength.

The three-color light column usually only appears in the depths of the outer domain and the inner domain. It is extremely rare in the sixteen realms that are still outside the outer domain.

No one will miss the appearance of a treasure of this level.

Including the mighty middle-aged man and his party, three teams, a total of fourteen cultivators, arrived near the three-color light column almost at the same time.

In the center of the three-color light column that was ten feet wide, a lifelike dragon-shaped fruit the size of a palm was quietly suspended.

Seeing the dragon-shaped fruit, everyone's breathing became heavy.

Daolong Fruit!

It turned out to be Daolong Fruit!

Treasures of this level of Daolong Fruit have always been controlled by the dragon clan of Xianlong Island and the seven super sects in the Middle Earth on Tianming Star.

For many other forces in the Middle-earth, although they coveted the Daolong Fruit of Xianlong Island, they were intimidated by the power of the dragon clan of Xianlong Island and the seven super sects in the Middle-earth and dared not touch the Daolong Fruit of Xianlong Island.

And such a precious Daolong Fruit now appeared in front of everyone!

At this moment, the leaders of the three teams were ready for a big battle.

Even if they risked their own death, they had to grab the Daolong Fruit!

Among them, the mighty middle-aged man was the first to attack. The whole person was like a sword out of the sheath, shaking off the four people behind him and quickly shooting towards the Daolong Fruit in the three-color light column.

The people of the other two teams were not to be outdone and rushed towards the Daolong Fruit.

At this moment, two figures appeared next to the three-color light column without warning, with a look of doubt on their faces.

A group of people who only had Daolong Fruit in their eyes, seeing the two people who suddenly appeared, how could they care so much, just thinking that they were here to grab the Daolong Fruit, and they all attacked angrily.

For a moment, all kinds of magic swords flew towards the two of them.

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Duan Qing never dreamed that he would be the one teleported by the Wuliang Stone!

He had always thought that Wu Kaisheng and others would be teleported by the Wuliang Stone, so his attention was basically on other people, and he was not on guard against the Wuliang Stone at all.

This is totally unreasonable!

Could it be that his previous guesses were all wrong?

Just when he doubted his previous judgment, he suddenly noticed the movement around him and the three-color light column within reach.

Duan Qing was so smart that he immediately realized what was going on. Without saying a word, he directly activated the Dou Zhuan Chi and randomly locked onto an early Lingsheng realm cultivator among the people nearby and exchanged positions.

Like Duan Qing, Wu Kaiyuan also noticed the situation around him and wanted to escape without thinking.

But as soon as he took a step, he and the unlucky guy who was replaced by Duan Qing were drowned in the attacks of the people around him.

Poor Wu Kaiyuan was full of hatred. Before he could find Duan Qing to settle accounts, he and the unlucky guy died under the attack of the crowd.

Seeing the unlucky guy die tragically, a spirited black-haired old man in the crowd cried out sadly: "No, Song'er!"

Killing Wu Kaiyuan and the unlucky guy, the mighty middle-aged man first arrived at the three-color light column. With a wave of his hand, he took the Daolong fruit in the light column and put it into the storage bracelet.

The remaining two teams were not willing to give up and directly surrounded the mighty middle-aged man.

Duan Qing naturally would not care about these people's affairs. Without even a glance, he directly performed Bai Mengxing, hiding his body and escaping far away.

At this moment, although most people's attention was on the mighty middle-aged man, there were still a few people in the crowd who noticed Duan Qing's existence.

Especially the black-haired old man who just cried out for Song'er, he gave up blocking the mighty middle-aged man and chased Duan Qing instead.

"Don't run away, thief!"

The black-haired old man was furious, and he offered a small bronze tripod and slapped it with his hand.

As the black-haired old man slapped it, the small bronze tripod suddenly made a dull sound and spread rapidly in all directions.

Duan Qing, who had just escaped twenty or thirty feet away, was affected by the sound of the tripod, and Bai Mengxing's concealment effect was instantly invalidated, and even his speed became sluggish.

The black-haired old man snorted coldly, and the small bronze tripod in his hand shot to the top of Duan Qing's head with a whoosh, sprinkling wisps of green light, covering Duan Qing.

The moment the green light was added to his body, Duan Qing felt that his body seemed to be petrified in an instant, and he could no longer move.

What kind of treasure is that small tripod!

Just when Duan Qing was trapped by the small tripod, the mighty middle-aged man on the other side also took advantage of the commotion caused by the black-haired old man's tripod sound, and took the opportunity to meet up with the other four people in his team and confronted the people from the other two teams.

The black-haired old man was so angry that he didn't care about the mighty middle-aged man. He just wanted to deal with Duan Qing first.

He hated it!

His disciple Qingsong was extremely talented. He broke through to the spiritual realm in more than a hundred years. He was his successor who he cultivated with all his efforts. He was the next sect master appointed by him. He could be said to be the hope for the future of his Xianding Sect.

However, the hope for the future of his Xianding Sect died in such an unclear way!

He also participated in the attack on the two people who appeared next to Daolongguo just now.

But he never expected that his disciple would become a scapegoat in a muddle!

Letting himself accidentally kill the beloved disciple he cultivated with all his efforts, such a ridiculous thing is simply a great shame!

He, Wang Dingtian, has never suffered such a big loss in his life!

So how could he let go of the murderer who caused him to kill his beloved disciple by mistake.

In comparison, Daolongguo became less important in his eyes!

Looking at Duan Qing who was controlled by his Immortal King Cauldron, Wang Dingtian was already thinking about how to torture this boy to vent his hatred.

He would not give up until he made this boy live a life worse than death!

Just as Wang Dingtian walked towards Duan Qing, a voice suddenly sounded from behind.

"Wait a minute, friend Wang!"