A black light broke through the joint attack of more than ten powerful people.
People who take action are by no means idle people.
Everyone was shocked by this sudden change, and their hearts suddenly tightened. They looked at the space around them to see who took action.
A little black light floats in the starry sky, and there is a faint fog outside. I don't know what's inside.
"Which Taoist friend dares not show up?"
A great man roared, and the special law ignored the environment in the starry sky, so that the sound could be transmitted in all directions.
One person came from the east.
Wearing a dark cloth coat with more than a dozen patches, and there are many ball lines on the clothes.
The hair is messy and the temples are white.
The mouth is full of scum, unruly.
I limped and broke a small part of my right leg.
His skin is slightly dark, and his hair covers his appearance, which is not clear.
"Senior!"
Chen Qingyuan just took a look and recognized who the person was. He was surprised.
The lame old man came slowly, dressed simply, but no one dared to underestimate him. His heart was tense and his eyes were condensed.
"It seems that my little friend is in trouble!"
Soon, the lame old man came to the starry sky of Baichenxing, not far from Chen Qingyuan, and turned his head and smiled.
Do they know each other?
The strong people frowned slightly and had a bad feeling.
"Why are you always here?"
Chen Qingyuan hurried to salute and was very respectful.
"I wandered around and happened to meet him."
The lame old man was very kind to Chen Qingyuan and said softly.
"What a coincidence."
There was some doubt in Chen Qingyuan's eyes.
You have always lived in seclusion in the corner of the northern wilderness. Even if you have nothing to do, it is impossible to come to Dizhou!
"What's the name of Taoist friends?"
The ancestor of the Seven Tripod Holy Land took a step forward in a low voice.
Because of the lame old man's dress, no one can recognize him.
Suddenly, an unknown master appeared. Of course, the strong people in Dizhou did not dare to act rashly. Let's find out the situation first. Anyway, this is their home court, and it doesn't matter if you delay for a while.
"Don't you know me?"
The lame old man sighed and sighed that the years were ruthless and he was old. ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ
With that, the lame old man tidied up his hair a little and stuck a few strands of hair hanging on his side face behind his ears, so that his appearance fell into everyone's eyes.
The ordinary elders of the holy places of all parties stared at the lame old man, with little feeling and a flat face.
"It's a little familiar."
The old guys who have lived for tens of thousands of years stared at the lame old man carefully, and the more they looked at it, the more familiar they became.
"He... It's him! He... He is still alive!"
The ancestor of Xuanjimen overlapped the man in his memory with the lame old man in front of him. He was so scared that he trembled and almost fell into the starry sky.
"Shizu, what's wrong?"
The elders of Xuanjimen surrounded him and looked at the frightened ancestor and was very surprised.
"What's the matter?"
The monks looked blank and didn't know the situation.
After a while, the face of the ancestor of a holy place suddenly changed. Looking at the lame old man, he thought of something and said in a trill, "You are still alive."
"Do you want me to die?"
The lame old man smiled kindly and said to the man.
"No... I have no intention of doing this."
The ancestor explained quickly, with fear in his eyes that could not be concealed.
Then, more and more ancestors guessed the identity of the lame old man, panicked and shocked.
"Changgeng Sword Fairy!"
The ancestor of the Taiyin Holy Land stabilized the trace of fear in his heart and exclaimed.
"Boom--"
This word reached everyone's ears and shocked Dizhou.
At this moment, the elders of the various sects who were at a loss showed extreme horror.
A few people even fell on the warship because they were too frightened and their bodies were soft. It took a long time to recover.
"He is the Changgeng sword fairy recorded in ancient books, can't he!"
The young generation was frightened. They read ancient books since childhood and knew the legends of Changgeng Sword Fairy.
"Isn't the Changgeng Sword Fairy dead? How did you come back to life?"
Ten thousand years ago, Li Muyang, a long-geng sword fairy, drew his sword to the sky and shocked the world in a battle. Since then, people in the world have never seen him again. They all think that they have been hurt by the Tao of heaven.
"He stands at the peak of kendo. We are all people at the foot of the mountain, so we can only look up at his back."
One of the core elders of the Dongli Sword School couldn't help trembling, looking at the figure of Changgeng Sword Fairy, with a respectful face, as if to see a god.
"Ten thousand years ago, he fought with the will of heaven and earth in Ziyun Mountain in Dizhou, shaking the world, although he was defeated. Up to now, Ziyun Mountain still retains the supreme sword spirit of the sword fairy. Countless swordsmanship monks have realized the Tao for life.
A sword master once saw the battle of Ziyun Mountain with his own eyes. At that time, he was just an ordinary sword master. In the depths of his soul, the figure of Changgeng Sword Fairy was deeply branded. He worshipped it to the extreme and unforgettable.
"Yuan'an, the royal beast, see the sword fairy."
A great man stepped forward a few steps and bowed.
"Listen to Yulou Xu Feng and say hello to the seniors."
Someone saluted again.
"Jiuji Sect..."
Many great macies hidden in the dark appeared directly and bowed respectfully.
"Why does this kind of big man have anything to do with Chen Qingyuan?"
Just now, Jianxian obviously said hello to Chen Qingyuan, which made many people unable to understand.
"Lao Chen actually knows such a existence."
Changsun Fengye and Changsun Qian and others were stunned.
"It's unspeakable, Amitabha."
The Taoist Buddha was shocked for a long time, and then calmed down and whispered to himself with his hands folded.
The battle ten thousand years ago made the strong people in the world understand how terrible the strength of Changgeng Jianxian was. It is no exaggeration to say that even if you are a monk at the peak of the Mahayana, it is difficult to block the sword of the sword fairy at the peak.
How many people in the world dare to be disrespectful?
Li Muyang, the sword fairy, came here. Where did he hang out? It was clear that he came here on purpose.
He is the guardian of Chen Qingyuan.
The girl in red in the abyss once pointed out the way forward for Li Muyang and also gave her a great favor. The cause and effect of Qingzong has not been able to make Li Muyang saddle. What he has done is because of the girl in red.
"You are polite."
Li Muyang's symbolic fist return.
The scene suddenly became embarrassing. All the great people looked at the sword fairy standing in front of them and didn't know how to act.
"Dare to ask Jianxian, what happened to your appearance this time?"
The old man on crutches took a deep breath and asked with courage.
"These guys are my little friends. I can't let you old bastards bully me."
Jianxian was very straightforward and said his intention without hesitation.
"This..."
Hearing this, the strong people in Dizhou were stunned, looked at each other in a toner and at a loss.
This matter is difficult to do!
However, the fragments of the imperial soldiers are of great significance. How can they let go easily?
The starry sky of the Hundred Stars is silent and the atmosphere is dull.
In a corner not far away, Yu Chenran, who came from the north wilderness, happened to see this scene and was directly stunned.
"Qingyuan, this stinky boy, is so familiar with Changgeng Jianxian."
Yu Chenran didn't count the birth of the imperial soldiers. Who knew that Chen Qingyuan's participation in the Baimai feast would make such a big moth. Therefore, after he got Chen Qingyuan's distress signal, he came non-stop.
With the ability of Daoyi School, he naturally knew that Changgeng Jianxian lived in seclusion in the northern wilderness, and once sent a master to contact him, but unfortunately he was closed.
"Let's watch the good show before showing up."
Yu Chenran stabilized his mind and hid in the dark to watch.
With the words of Jianxian, the strong people in Dizhou felt tricky, forcibly suppressed the fear of Jianxian, and secretly spread the voice for discussion.