The Seven Star Tower stands above the sea. Two old men wearing white robes sit at the front and back of the Seven Star Tower.
These two old Taoists in white robes, one with white hair and a childish face, have a rosy complexion, and they look full of energy. If they were to come to a mortal place, they would definitely be regarded as the kind of ethereal immortal figures.
The other old man had a sallow complexion and looked groggy. The loose white robe seemed a bit ill-fitting on him.
The Seven Star Tower is an important place for the Taoist sect, and as the guardians of the Taoist sect, these two people are impeccable among the many powerful people in the Taoist sect, both in terms of cultivation and qualifications.
On this day, the two tower keepers were meditating with their eyes closed, when suddenly a figure roared in front of them.
The two old men guarding the tower opened their eyes at the same time, and both showed a bit of surprise and confusion when they saw the person coming.
"Han Jianzi, why are you here?" The old man with gray hair and childlike face asked.
The person who came was none other than the black-faced old man from Chongyun Temple. His Taoist name in the Taoist sect was Han Jianzi.
The black-faced old man flew closer, looked at the two tower guards, and said, "I'm just passing by here. You two are safe."
The white-haired old man frowned slightly: "Your breath seems a little messy, what happened?"
The black-faced old man shook his head: "Don't mention it. In order to hunt down a man from the Nine Kingdoms named Fang Lin, I almost caught him before, but in the end I let him run away."
"Fang Lin? I seem to have heard of this name." The white-haired old man looked a little thoughtful.
"That Fang Lin has penetrated deep into our Dao Sect. I don't know where he is now. He may be nearby. You two should be more careful. It seems that the purpose of this kid breaking into my Dao Sect is for the Seven Star Tower." The black-faced old man said. .
"It doesn't matter. With us guarding the Seven Star Tower, even if this kid has an agenda, he won't succeed." The white-haired old man said confidently.
The skinny old man, on the other hand, suddenly stared at the black-faced old man with some surprise in his eyes, but he didn't say anything.
The black-faced old man was chatting with the old man with white hair while looking around with his eyes. The old man with white hair didn't notice it at first, but he was not slow either. He soon discovered that something was not right with Han Jianzi in front of him.
"Han Jianzi, how did you do with the things I asked you to do back then?" Suddenly, the skinny old man who had never spoken a word asked.
The black-faced old man was stunned for a moment, his eyes became a little wandering, and he foreheaded twice before saying: "What about that, it's coming soon, don't be anxious, it will be done soon."
The skinny old man narrowed his eyes, and there was a rare sharp look in his cloudy eyes.
The heavy-haired old Taoist and the skinny old Taoist had known each other for many years, so they naturally understood the look in the skinny old man's eyes. He was silent at this moment, just looking at the black-faced old man.
"You are not Han Jianzi, who are you?" the skinny old Taoist asked in a solemn tone, and an invisible force of energy was firmly locked on the black-faced old man.
The white-haired old man also looked at the black-faced old man indifferently. It seemed that as long as the black-faced old man made any move, he would take action without hesitation.
"What a bad dish!" The black-faced old man secretly complained in his heart. Of course, he was not the real Han Jianzi, but a fake of Millennium Corpse Ginseng using the power of transformation.
"Um, what are you talking about? I am Han Jianzi!" Millennium Corpse Ginseng wanted to fool him again, but the two of them were not fools and had already seen through the flaws of Millennium Corpse Ginseng.
"Show your true identity, otherwise we and the two of us will take action." The skinny old man said with a threatening tone.
"Do it!" Suddenly, a loud shout rang out, and Fang Lin suddenly appeared and directly smashed a boundless mountain towards the two old Taoists and the Seven Star Tower.
The two veterans were startled. They didn't expect that another person would suddenly appear and knock down a mountain.
"Bold maniac!" the crane-haired old man shouted, turning his fingers into swords, and pointed at the Wujie Mountain that suddenly fell.
The skinny old man moved and appeared behind Millennium Corpse Ginseng, and struck the back of Millennium Corpse Ginseng with a sharp palm.
"Fuck you!" Millennium Corpse Ginseng cursed, turned around and punched the skinny old man hard.
The face of the skinny old man changed slightly. He didn't expect this fake to be so strong. The power of a punch seemed to have the cultivation of a great immortal.
"His grandma! I pretended to be so real, but an old guy like you actually noticed it!" Thousand-Year-Old Corpse Ginseng cursed and clung to the skinny old man like a mad dog.
At this moment, the Thousand-Year Corpse Ginseng, because it had transformed into the appearance of the black-faced old man Han Jianzi, had the strength of Han Jianzi in a short time. In addition, the Thousand-Year Corpse Ginseng itself was extremely tough and was not afraid of being beaten at all, so in a short time The skinny old man was suppressed by the Millennium Corpse Ginseng.
On the other side, Wujie Mountain was attacked by the white-haired old man. A finger pointed hard at Wujie Mountain. Wujie Mountain suddenly shook violently, but there was no damage at all.
"Huh?" The crane-haired old man was shocked. The power of his finger could break even a hundred mountains, let alone a mountain. However, this dark mountain peak was unscathed, not even a crack appeared. .
Fang Lin instantly merged into the seven ancient flame god lamps. The bearer of the Kirin suit was blazing with flames, covering Fang Lin's body. He held the bone dragon gun and killed directly at the white-haired old man.
"Shuzi is seeking death!" The crane-haired old man didn't know how powerful Fang Lin was. He had just felt that Fang Lin was just a spiritual master. Now that he saw Fang Lin actually daring to kill him, he suddenly felt a little weird in his heart. Quite ridiculous.
But once they fought, the old man with gray hair could no longer laugh. Fang Lin had already reached the level of a great immortal in terms of strength and body. Especially in terms of physical strength, he was even better than this old man with white hair.
"This boy is so strong!" The white-haired old man was horrified. The other party was obviously just a junior in the spiritual source realm, but he had such amazing and terrifying strength. It was simply unimaginable.
The white-haired old man did not dare to neglect. A long bronze sword appeared in his hand and he fought with Fang Lin.
While Fang Lin was fighting with the gray-haired old man, he was also controlling Wujie Mountain to smash the Seven Star Tower. However, there was a magic circle outside the Seven Star Tower. Wujie Mountain smashed it several times, but failed to defeat the magic circle.
"We are already here, we must not fail! Even if we risk everything, we must save you!" Fang Lin roared in his heart, his eyes were red, and he fiercely attacked the white-haired old man regardless of defense.
"Ah! I have tried my best too. Little girl Dugu, I am here to save you!" The Millennium Corpse Ginseng roared repeatedly, and a monstrous corpse aura filled the air.
In the Seven Star Tower, Dugu Nian, who was locked under the giant stone sword, seemed to feel something and opened her eyes, but her hair was as bright as blood.
ps: The third update is here, continue coding