Ancestor Hongyuan stood in the sky and saw light coming from the valley. He cautiously took half a step back. Then he suddenly saw that he was a monk in the alchemy stage, and his face relaxed slightly. wWW、QUaNbEn-xIAoShUO、com
He raised his head and laughed, "Haha! Nephew, your master is not in the valley?"
Even at this moment, he still wanted to confirm again to avoid the possibility that there was really a master in the valley, and that he did not appear just because he could not escape temporarily.
Those who thought that the other sect did not have experts and went to attack them just happened to encounter the great monks coming out of seclusion, and in turn were killed instantly. This kind of thing also happens in the fifth heaven.
Hao Ren looked at him and without looking back, he just shot out a golden light.
Ancestor Hongyuan did not expect that the monks in the Danjie stage would dare to attack him, so he hurriedly moved half a meter away and stretched out his hands to resist.
Bang…
The golden light hit the palm of Ancestor Hongyuan's hand, knocking Ancestor Hongyuan back half a step!
Mo Lianshan and the others did not expect that Hao Ren would dare to attack the Nascent Soul cultivator. After a closer look, what Hao Ren was holding in his hand was not the magic weapon of his great uncle, Fantian Seal!
An Dare! "Ancestor Hongyuan was furious.
His majestic Nascent Soul Stage monk was actually knocked back half a step by a Dan Jie Stage monk! Of course, he also felt that there was no need to take out the magic weapon and pick it up with his bare hands when facing a monk in the Danjie stage, so he ate one
Hao Ren snorted coldly, sat on Xiaobai's back, and made three more golden seals.
His realm is higher than Duan Yao, and the power of this heavenly seal is stronger.
Three golden seals roared towards Ancestor Hongyuan.
"Seeking death!" Ancestor Hongyuan slapped Hao Ren violently.
The group of monks from the Tianshan Sect in Mo Lian Mountain were very happy to see it. What they wanted was this effect, so that both Patriarch Hongyuan and Hao Ren would suffer losses!
call out…
The four colored lights on the soles of Xiaobai's feet suddenly lit up again.
The speed of the Nascent Soul stage!
Ancestor Hongyuan struck out with a palm, but he did not expect that the third-level snow lion could fly so fast. This palm destroyed three gold seals that flew towards him, and the rest were completely empty.
And this direction is exactly where Mo Lianshan and the others gathered to rest!
Mo Lianshan and the other dozens of monks in the alchemy stage were shocked and hurriedly took out their own magic weapons.
But there are dozens of them, and they may not be able to beat the Nascent Soul Stage monks, especially this palm was struck by Patriarch Hongyuan in anger!
Bang…
The magic weapons were flying, and the group of monks in the alchemy stage of Mo Lianshan were also blown up.
"Ancestor Hongyuan, what do you mean?" Mo Lianshan was a monk in the Dan Formation stage, but he was not afraid of this fifth-level Nascent Soul Ancestor, so he immediately asked fiercely.
From the perspective of Mo Lianshan, Patriarch Hongyuan might have done this on purpose! This ancestor had just been kicked off by his master-uncle, and he still had resentment in his heart, so he wanted to take advantage of them!
Ancestor Hongyuan couldn't say that he had missed the target, but he was even more annoyed when he was scolded by a junior who was in the elixir formation stage. He snorted heavily and refused to explain.
Boom boom boom!
Hao Ren flew to a high place, and with three golden seals, he blasted towards Ancestor Hongyuan.
He is in the middle level of Gen level, which is equivalent to the late stage of pill formation. He can use the fire spiritual power in his body to use this fire magic weapon with ease.
I'll take your magic weapon! "Ancestor Hongyuan was still a Nascent Soul cultivator after all. Facing such an attack, he was not afraid at all. He crushed the three golden seal patterns with his bare hands and then grabbed Hao Ren fiercely.
A hazy handprint appeared in his palm, grabbing at Hao Ren in the void.
Hao Ren threw away the Fantian Seal and hurriedly rode around for dozens of meters.
"Hahaha!" Ancestor Hongyuan pinched Fan Tianyin excitedly, "This magic weapon is very good, ancestor, I will accept it with a smile!"
Seeing Patriarch Hongyuan receiving this magic weapon into his arms, Mo Lianshan and the others turned pale with anger.
"Ancestor Hongyuan! Hand over the magic weapon. This is the magic weapon of our great uncle. You dare to take this for yourself!" Mo Lianshan said fiercely with a black face.
He was anxious to show that this Heavenly Seal was a magic weapon of the Tianshan Sect, because if the Heavenly Seal was taken away by the Nascent Soul cultivator, it would not be that simple to ask him for it again after a while!
This is the same as picking up money on the side of the road. When you pick it up, if you don’t say that the money is yours, when someone collects it and you say it is yours, they may not be willing to pay you back!
Ancestor Hongyuan had just grabbed a very good magic weapon and was in a very happy mood. Suddenly he heard Mo Lianshan say this, and when he thought about how Mo Lianshan dared to scold him just now, he immediately turned his back. Don't push it too far! "
In the world of cultivating immortals, it is not uncommon to fight and even kill someone over a good magic weapon.
Ancestor Hongyuan had just snatched the magic weapon from Hao Ren, and Mo Lianshan announced that it was from the Tianshan Sect. How could this not make Ancestor Hongyuan dissatisfied
Especially since this magic weapon was used by Hao Ren just now. He used it with ease and without any delay. How could it be the magic weapon of Tianshan Sect!
When Mo Lianshan said these words, it sounded to Ancestor Hongyuan that these monks in the Danjie stage were bullying the younger ones with their numbers, and even used the name of the Tianshan Sect to suppress him!
"Hongyuan! How dare you not reveal the magic weapon!"
In the sixth level of heaven, a loud shout suddenly came.
The unwilling Ancestor Hongyuan gritted his teeth when he heard the voice from the Sixth Heaven, took out the Fan Tian Seal and threw it towards Mo Lian Mountain.
He still didn't believe that the magic weapon belonged to the Tianshan Sect, and he thought it was a monk from the Tianshan Sect. When he saw the treasure, he started talking nonsense and grabbed it directly!
As soon as he got this Heavenly Seal, he felt that this magic weapon was full of spiritual energy and was a rare treasure. However, the Tianshan Sect also saw this magic weapon. If they wanted to take it, there was nothing they could do!
But... Ancestor Hongyuan felt unhappy!
Mo Lianshan caught Fan Tianyin and took three steps back before finally regaining his balance. Although Patriarch Hongyuan did not add spiritual power to this throw, he was still full of brute force.
He carefully put Fantian Seal into his storage bag, and then looked at Patriarch Hongyuan and Hao Ren from above.
This generation is not worthy of my action, why not let me support justice, and whoever of you can defeat him will replace the little girl from the valley. "
Ancestor Hongyuan stood with his hands behind his back and suddenly flew to the side.
He was unhappy and suddenly decided not to help the Tianshan Sect. There may be a lot of elixirs in this valley, but with the attitude of the Tianshan Sect, who knows if he can get the contents if he breaks through the valley!
Instead of doing this, it would be better to put aside their attitudes, let them compete with each other, and just be the one to calm down the situation.
If Hao Ren loses, he will get a favor in vain and can go to the valley to share some things; if the Tianshan Sect loses, he may have to beg him to take action, and then we can negotiate terms.
Mo Lianshan looked at Ancestor Hongyuan with some annoyance, scolding him secretly but there was nothing he could do. Ancestor Hongyuan was not a monk of the Tianshan Sect to begin with, and had no obligation to send force to the Tianshan Sect.
The Yuanying elders of the Tianshan Sect will not easily go to the fifth heaven to avoid arousing suspicion and shock from the various men sects of the sixth heaven.
This ancestor of Hongyuan was cunning, but he did not dare to take action against the Tianshan Sect.
At the critical moment, this Hongyuan ancestor can still help their Tianshan sect. Especially for this formation, it is really impossible to open it without a Nascent Soul Stage monk.
"But fellow disciples of the Tianshan Sect, don't worry. Since the competition is fair, you can't back down from the battle." Ancestor Hongyuan flew to a place close to the valley and continued.
Mo Lianshan and the others were a little unhappy to be called their nephew by Hongyuan Patriarch, but Hongyuan Patriarch Hao Ren's retreat was considered a help to them.
Ancestor Hongyuan looked at Hao Ren again, "I am magnanimous and don't have the same experience as your juniors. Since it is a competition, I will not let them bully the younger ones."
Mo Lianshan cursed in his heart. Patriarch Hongyuan made such an arrangement to make the Tianshan sect go through a lot of troubles, and maybe even lose a few alchemy-level monks.
If they swarmed up and captured the monk from Piaomiao Peak, things would be much simpler.
"Ancestor Lingwu, what do you think of this arrangement?" Ancestor Hongyuan summoned up his spiritual power and shouted towards the sky.
"Humph!" The Sixth Heaven let out a muffled groan without saying a word.
The Tianshan Sect is the leader of the Sixth Heaven. Now, with the help of Patriarch Hongyuan's power, it has driven out the monks inside. If they continue to bully the few with more, it will be too much in terms of face.
"Stop talking nonsense and let me meet him!" Behind Mo Lianshan, a monk in green clothes riding a snow lion suddenly rushed out.
This monk in green clothes has an immortal spirit, a black goatee, and a brown bamboo flute in his hand. He was riding on the back of a mighty snow lion, like a god in a painting, more elegant than Mount Molian.
The third-level snow lion rushed in front of Hao Ren, and the monk in green threw the bamboo flute.
The bamboo flute swelled in the wind and immediately became as thick as a cylinder.
Those monks in the alchemy stage opened their eyes wide to see what kind of magical powers Hao Ren had. Just now, Hao Ren appeared at the top of the valley, sitting on the golden boat. None of them saw Hao Ren's true face.
Now Hao Ren appeared again. He seemed to be in the late stage of pill formation, but looking at his appearance, he didn't look like a monk in the late stage of pill formation.
Generally speaking, there are no such young monks in the late stage of pill formation. The ones with the best qualifications they know can only maintain the appearance of middle age when they reach the late stage of pill formation when they are about a hundred years old.
bass!
Hao Ren's 320 sword lights suddenly appeared and then disappeared.
Hua Hua Hua Hua...
The brown bamboo flute was cut into forty or fifty pieces without even getting close to Hao Ren!
The sword light suddenly appeared again, formed into one force, and rushed towards the third-level snow lion.
Bang! The third-level snow lion was no match for Hao Ren's sword light, and was directly blown away a hundred meters away. The thin monk in green, who had lost a proud magic weapon, was about to use other magical powers. Hao Ren's will The sword light, which was as thick as a fist, had already rushed towards his eyebrows!
Ding! A green bead suddenly blocked Hao Ren's sword light, cutting all the sword light along the smooth surface of the bead.
If you have to spare others, spare them. "Ancestor Hongyuan's voice sounded next.
At this critical moment, he took action to save the Tsing Yi monk of the Tianshan Sect.
The monk in Tsing Yi who was rescued by Ancestor Hongyuan was so frightened that he could not possess his body. As long as Patriarch Hongyuan takes action one second later, his "Yintang Shangdantian" will be blasted through. Even if he doesn't die, all his power will be lost!
Ancestor Hongyuan had a smile hidden on his lips. He showed his majesty, earned a favor, and even watched the excitement!
He looked at Hao Ren again and thought that this kid was a bit powerful. He really hoped that Hao Ren would injure a few more Tianshan Sect monks at the Dan-Jie stage and lose some of the Tianshan Sect's strength.
"I'll do it!" A monk in red robe, holding a red sword, stood on the fourth-level snow lion and suddenly rushed towards Hao Ren, "Kill!"
The red sword and red robe are like a ball of flame, standing on the back of the white snow lion.
Hao Ren looked at him steadily, and with a slight move of his hands, 320 sword lights suddenly circled back from a hundred meters away.
The sword light split into two streams, like two boomerangs. The red-robed monk released a burst of fire, spread over a large area, and immediately launched his killing move!
But before the fire could reach Hao Ren, Hao Ren's sword light formed a flanking attack!
Hao Ren sat on Xiaobai's back and didn't even move!
In one move, the red-robed monk's left and right sides were penetrated, and he fell towards the abyss of the canyon.
"Junior Brother Liu..." Mo Lianshan rode his snow lion, rushed towards the valley, and caught the dying red-robed monk.
And Junior Brother Liu's mount, the Snow Lion, was also blown away a hundred meters away!
In the blink of an eye, the Tianshan Sect lost two monks who were in the elixir formation stage. They were rescued with the Tianshan Sect's spiritual elixir, but they were also seriously injured!
But the Dan-formation monk who rushed out of Misty Peak didn't even move!
These pill-forming monks of the Tianshan Sect felt terror from the bottom of their hearts. In the Tianshan Sect, there are many monks who have reached the late stage of pill formation, but not many can have this strength!
Although there are differences between the late stage of pill formation and the early stage of pill formation, there are various factors such as the strength of the skill, the strength of the snow lion, and the strength of the magic weapon. It cannot be said that you will definitely win the battle in the later stage of pill formation. Early stage of Dan.
Unless it is the early stage of Nascent Soul and the late stage of Dan Formation, there is an essential difference between these two realms!
But Hao Ren, a monk in the late stage of the Dan Formation, almost killed two monks in the Dan Formation stage in an instant. This calm attitude was like that of a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul!
"All five of us come together!" Hao Ren, who had always been silent, finally said something.
These words completely angered the monks of Tianshan Sect.
Mo Lianshan put the red-robed monk on the hillside, rode a fourth-order snow lion, and raised his black sword.
The four monks closest to Mo Lian Mountain also offered their magic weapons.
Five monks and five snow lions immediately surrounded Hao Ren from five directions.
During this period of training, Hao Ren felt that he was going to be promoted from the mid-level Gen level to the high-level Gen level, but he had not found a chance to break through. This time, he found a group of sparring partners!
Hao Ren shouted.
Ouch!
Xiaobai raised his neck and roared.
The late stage of pill formation is close to the Gen level, the middle stage of pill formation and the early stage of pill formation are both equivalent to the earthquake magnitude.
It was very easy to beat the Gen level to the earthquake level, but Hao Ren could barely beat the level level with the help of the splitting light sword shadow battle. Facing these five monks of the Danjie stage, he certainly didn't panic at all!
Let’s see if we can break through to Gen level top grade!
Hao Ren pointed forward with his right hand, and the sword light formed a long snake formation and pierced towards Mo Lian Mountain.
Mo Lianshan hurriedly raised his black sword to resist, but the sword light grazed his waist and directly shattered his storage bag!
Fan Tianyin, along with other objects, fell out of the storage bag.
Hao Ren's right hand gently closed again, and the golden Fantian Seal flew back to Hao Ren's palm!
"How dare you, Shuzi!" Mo Lianshan's eyes widened.
Ancestor Hongyuan narrowed his eyes and pretended not to see it. This heavenly seal is a magic weapon of high quality, but it is not his to snatch it away, it is none of his business!
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