At this moment, everyone on the battlefield was shocked, especially the battle groups near the black vortex, which immediately dispersed, and the strong men on both sides retreated.
Bai Yunfei also reacted immediately. He originally wanted to chase the injured ghost slave, but now he retreated without hesitation and headed towards where Li Chengfeng and others were.
"Holy level...how is this possible!!"
His face was extremely ugly, and he squeezed out these words through his teeth, and there was even an uncontrollable look of panic in his eyes.
The moment the color of the world changed, he felt a terrifying pressure that he could not resist at all. This feeling was only the same when he faced the Ice Feather Saint King.
Saint-level powerhouse! !
Without warning, the enemy turned out to be a saint-level powerhouse!
How could Bai Yunfei not be frightened or panic
"Back!! Everyone, step back!!"
When the explosion was retreating, Bai Yunfei activated his soul power and shouted loudly. The sound echoed for dozens of miles around like rolling thunder, reminding all the people of the Weapon Refining Sect to stop fighting, retreat and assemble. He had witnessed the terror of the Saint-level powerhouse with his own eyes. I am afraid that someone will die unexpectedly without knowing the seriousness of the matter.
In fact, before Bai Yunfei made a sound, everyone in the air had already made a move. They were all strong men above the emperor level. No one was slow to react. At this time, such a 'heavyweight' strong man appeared. Everyone knew that he should Stop fighting and observe the situation, otherwise this new strong man may kill him to pieces with just a snap of his fingers.
In an instant, the chaotic battlefield suddenly stopped. The strong men from both sides gathered and retreated. Li Chengfeng, Yang Yao and others retreated directly above Chixia Mountain, while Huo Zhenting and others were in the air more than a thousand meters away on the opposite side.
In the sky between the two sides was the huge black vortex.
Everyone looked up at the sky in horror and inexplicable, their eyes focused on the center of the black whirlpool. Then many people trembled all over, showing fear involuntarily, because they were vaguely underneath the whirlpool... Look A figure arrived!
"boom!!"
Suddenly, a loud roar exploded in the sky not far from the whirlpool, and two rays of light, one red and one purple, fell down.
Even Chu Yintian and Dong Wanlei had to stop fighting at this time and retreated to their own formation.
After about a quarter of an hour of fighting, the two did not decide the winner, but judging from their aura, it was obvious that Dong Wanlei was stronger, and Chu Yintian's face was a little pale, and he seemed to be injured.
"Saint-level powerhouse!" Chu Yintian's eyes were also full of horror. He stared at the black whirlpool and said to himself in disbelief, "The Avenue of Space... Could it be... No... How is that possible!!"
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In just a few breaths, when the vibrations between heaven and earth stopped, everyone could clearly see the black figure 'walking out' from the black vortex.
It was an old man wearing a black robe and a crane-haired face. His face was ordinary but not angry. He seemed to be integrated with the heaven and earth. He clearly exuded a terrifying aura that made people's souls tremble, but at the same time, it seemed that he did not exist. ground lock.
After the old man appeared, there was a hint of emotion in his eyes. Then he glanced indifferently at the people below who were looking up at him. He let out a sigh that only he could hear, and then he turned his eyes to Chixia in front of him. The location of the northern peak of the mountain.
"Shen Pojun... I didn't expect that you are about to reach the holy realm... Come out, otherwise, the juniors of your sect will die before you..."
The words with some emotion came from the old man's mouth. The voice was not loud, but it spread clearly throughout a hundred miles.
And his words also made Chu Yintian, Dong Wanlei and others change their expressions again.
"Buzz..."
The old man's words were still echoing, and a buzzing and trembling sound broke the peace that had just been restored between heaven and earth, and this time, what was trembling... was the earth!
As if an earthquake was coming, the entire Chixia Mountain trembled violently. At the same time, a terrifying aura of coercion came out from deep underground, stirring the energy of heaven and earth within a hundred miles. Countless fire energy gathered together, A flame vortex formed above the North Peak, not much weaker than the black vortex.
The next second, a red figure appeared above Chixia Mountain without any warning, in front of Chu Yintian and others.
He is also an old man, with long hair as red as fire, a slightly thin face, and a resolute and majestic face. He is wearing a red robe that seems to be made from the scales of some kind of snake soul beast. Like a flaming sword, it is impossible to look directly at it.
"Brother!!"
"Uncle!"
"Master!!"
The exclamations sounded almost at the same time. The person called 'Senior Brother' was naturally Chu Yintian, the people called 'Master Uncle' were Yang Yao, Hu Yang and others, and the people called 'Master' were Kou Changkong and others. All of these people were He looked at the old man who suddenly appeared with excitement.
This old man is the true 'ancestor' of the Weapon Refining Sect and the strongest member of the Weapon Refining Sect, Shen Pojun!
He has been in seclusion for nearly a hundred years, practicing with the underground fire veins under the Chixia Mountain. He originally would not leave the seclusion until he reached the holy realm, but at this moment he had to appear...
Shen Pojun didn't even have time to talk to Chu Yintian and others behind him. He stared solemnly at the black figure in the sky, with obvious shock in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Gu Lianhun?! You are still alive? !How can it be!"
Ancient Soul Refining, the strongest person in the Soul Refining Sect who had disrupted the world two hundred years ago, took the name of the sect as his own, which shows how crazy this person is. He is an existence older than Shen Pojun. As early as He disappeared two hundred years ago and never appeared again until Shen Pojun retired to seclusion a hundred years ago. It was rumored that he had died long ago. Shen Pojun could not have imagined that this person would appear in front of him now!
"It's really an ancient soul refinement?!"
Hearing Shen Pojun's words, Chu Yintian was immediately shocked. He had previously suspected that the enemy might have the last trump card to deal with his senior brother. He had guessed that it would be the previous generation master of the Soul Refining Sect, but unexpectedly it would be this ancient Soul Refining Sect. .
"No! You are not your real body... you are a soul clone!! And you are showing signs of decay... Your soul clone is on the verge of dissipation!!"
Immediately afterwards, Shen Pojun's pupils shrank slightly, and he spoke in a deep voice in shock but some relief.
Two hundred years ago, there were rumors that Gu Lianhun and several powerful emperors at that time went to a certain secret place and all died there. But now it seems that Gu Lianhun has not died, but he has definitely never returned. After passing through the Soul Refining Sect, this soul clone of his should have been left behind when he left. The soul clone that could not 'replenish' itself had been away from the original body for two hundred years. Even though it was in the holy level, it was about to dissipate.
With such strength and knowledge, Shen Pojun almost immediately guessed the situation of Gu Lianhun, and at the same time he felt relieved.
As Gu Lianhun said before, his strength is infinitely close to the saint level. It can be said that he has already stepped into the saint realm with half a foot, but he has not broken through after all. If he faces a true saint level powerhouse, he has no chance of winning. Many, but if it is a 'weak' soul clone in the early stage of the Holy Realm, it may not have no chance of winning...
"Even if the clone fails, it is still enough to deal with you..." Gu Lianhun did not show any abnormality because his situation was revealed. Instead, he smiled slightly and said slowly, "If you don't want my battle to harm your weapon refining sect, Shanmen and juniors, just follow me..."
After saying this, Gu Lianhun glanced at the people below him lightly, then raised his head slightly, and his figure disappeared in the blink of an eye.
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Hearing Gu Lianhun's words, Shen Pojun's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he sensed where the other person was going, but his expression became a little ugly...