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It was enough to make even this calm person jealous.

Yuqing Palace.

It was empty here. Meng Sheng did not see Chen Xun, but he saw He Ling.

"Senior He Ling, this immortal medicine was obtained by coincidence. I would like to plant it in the sect."

"No need."

He Ling shook his head, without any covetous intention in his eyes, "You keep this immortal medicine yourself. Even big brother can't give it to you. If you give it to me, it will cause a lot of trouble. Keep it for yourself."

This medicine is useless to big brother, but everyone in the fairyland has close relatives. No matter who big brother gives it to, it will make others feel disappointed and regretful. Whoever gets this kind of thing is the best.

"Senior He Ling..."

"You are a person with great luck. How can our sect take away your luck? Using it for yourself is equivalent to using it for our sect. I will spread this message." He Ling smiled, "Don't let the old seniors regret it. You can use it yourself. We won't ask."

"Yes." Meng Sheng bowed his hands. He always treated Chen Xun's family with respect and understood the reason, so he didn't say much.

"Meng Sheng, you can be at ease. If this elixir is born in the fairy world, I will find it one by one." He Ling smiled, knowing Meng Sheng's intention.

"Then I won't bother Senior He Ling any more." Meng Sheng took a deep breath and turned away with big strides.

A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, as if he was thinking about where the senior had gone. He hadn't seen him for many years.

One year later.

Wanxuan East Land, buried in the ancient Daoyuan.

The sea of ​​clouds surged like the sky river rolling back, and seventy-two fairy rainbows crossed the sky, reflecting the broken world with brilliance.

Deep in the abyss, a seven-aperture exquisite tree swallowed up chaos, and nine jade leaves flowed with the yin and yang of the Tao. It was the longevity elixir that could rebuild the foundation of Taoism as rumored.

On the twelve white jade viewing platforms suspended thousands of miles away, more than ten forces sat in silence like an abyss -

The twelve elders of the Xuanming Sect of the Nine Profound Forces formed the Nine Nether Locking Heaven Array, and the three holy emperors of the Immortal Kingdom held a reduced galaxy battle map in their hands. There were also big families driving cloud warships, and the bronze lamps hanging on the bows of the ships were burning with immortal Tao fire.

Boom!

A purple lightning split the nine layers of cloud barriers, and the head of the Xuanming Sect stepped on the Nine Nether Lotus and flew in the air.

The gluttonous pattern on the lotus petals turned into a solid body, and when it opened its mouth, it swallowed the immortal air of thousands of miles. The chaotic air hanging in the lotus formed a chain, twisting the two casual cultivators who wanted to seize the initiative into a bloody mist.

"This medicine should be offered to my ancestor lotus." The old man's voice was like a yellow bell, and a golden seal appeared between his eyebrows, which actually caused the void to produce a bunch of green lotus patterns.

"So it's you, the Xuanming Taoist priests."

The clear sound of swords rang out from the east, and the Saint Emperor of the Immortal Kingdom came through the air on a nine-headed dragon chariot.

The necklaces hanging from the chariot were all connected by star fragments, and each one reflected the trajectory of the avenue.

He flicked his fingers, and the glazed chimes hanging in front of the dragon chariot moved without wind. Where the sound waves passed, the blue lotus Taoist patterns withered: "Three hundred years ago, your sect took away the 100,000-year-old ice soul of my immortal kingdom. Today, you should pay some interest."

As the many immortals exchanged words, the battlefield had already been filled with murderous intent.

Seven black-robed monks quietly formed the Beidou Immortal Killing Formation. At the point where the formation patterns were connected, they actually refined three floating immortal mountains into the formation's core.

There was a white-browed Taoist priest in the West who stroked his long beard, and three thousand talisman swords flew out of his sleeves, each of which nailed a wisp of residual soul that tried to fish in troubled waters.

There were also blue phoenixes carrying palace-dressed women through the battlefield, and wherever they passed, all the magic weapons of the cultivators were covered in dust - it turned out to be the "falling treasure divine light" that was specially designed to break the Taoist tools.

Many powerful people were fighting here, the sky was collapsing and the earth was cracking, and there was no lack of the existence of the founder of the Tao.

On the top of a fairy mountain.

There stood a group of masked creatures, they seemed to have disappeared into the world, without a trace of breath escaping, and it was known that they were Chen Xun and his group without guessing.

Chen Xun leaned against the broken monument, playing with a Xuanming token in his hand, and the twelve-layer deceiving heaven array pattern flickered under their feet, and even the chewing sound of the big black bull chewing the fairy grass was distorted by the Tao into a breeze passing through the gap.

"Quack...these cultivators' methods are quite good." The frog Taoist's eyes were gleaming with brilliance, "Even those refined Taoist tools have their merits, they are very special."

It now couldn't understand the methods of the immortal beings. There was no trace to be found. Its experience as an older generation of immortals was not enough. It could only observe their original immortal power to judge their strength.

The frog Taoist's appearance was very strange, as if a huge black rag was tied on the top of his head and neck. It was extremely wretched and conspicuous. It was obvious that he was a toad creature.

The big black bull exhaled two strands of chaotic air, and the horns showed mysterious patterns. This was its reaction when it smelled the top treasure.

But its expression was unresponsive, because it was stunned by the fight...

It liked to watch fights since childhood, especially the fancy methods of these cultivators, which it had never seen in the Three Thousand Worlds.

Hearing this, Chen Xun's eyes flickered slightly, and he did not comment.

He had watched it anyway. The battle between the cultivators was indeed exciting, full of unknowns. No one knew what the next move and trump card would be.

"The immortal elixir... is it true or not..." Chen Xun's eyes were deep, and he murmured, "I didn't sense the breath of the source of longevity, I'm afraid it's not an immortal elixir, are you bragging?"

"Moo~" The big black bull shook his head and grinned. Who cares? Take him back first.

"Hehe, Brother Xun, it's that kid." Xiao Chi smiled with an unusually obscene look, staring at a Saint Emperor of the Immortal Kingdom who was fighting, "We met again."

Back then, they attacked the palace of the Immortal Kingdom at night, snatched a small lantern, and fought with the Saint Emperor of the Immortal Kingdom, forcing the latter to retreat for a hundred years to recuperate. After coming out of retreat, he did not mention the matter at all.

There is nothing special about the small lantern, that is, they simply like it, and they just see it, so they take it away, which is very reasonable.

"Ga ~ Chen Xun, I see the old nine and the old ten."

There was a trace of excitement in the eyes of the black duck, and I couldn't forget the family in the end. "Hey, yes, I can kill it here.

"Don't worry." Chen Yan smiled, nodded slowly, and couldn't happen to them.

bass-

Suddenly, his fingertips suddenly clamped a attacking sword.

That sword qi was originally the two of the two capable Yu Bo, but at this moment he was rubbed into a blue bird, and his wings flew to the immortal medicine: "Thirty -nine dark hands, seven heavy treasures and killing the game ... Let these these these ... let these these The little guys practice again, after all, they can also improve their own means. "

"Ga, Chen Yan, I think you want to see the fighting method." The mountain duck gag laughed, "Old frog, look at Chen Yan's waist, leave the shadow stone and take it out early."

Dead duck, you, Mad ...

Chen Yan frowned, pressed the black duck in the ground with one palm, screamed on the mountain ducks, and his legs were crazy on the ground.

"Oh ~" The frog Taoist pulled the black rags on his head and said a spiritual beast dialect that Chen Yan couldn't understand.