ancient city.

The monk who received the talisman message early sat aside and stared at the tea cup in his hand.

The several Yuanying monks who were also sitting apart from the small table had different expressions.

One of them simply stood up and paced back and forth.

Even the expression on his face is mostly sad.

Although there were no sighs, the atmosphere in the hall was extremely solemn.

If you wipe it with a rag and twist it, water may come out.

"The spirit boat is parked outside. Is it always parked?"

One of the monks, who looked middle-aged, spoke first: "If you keep waiting like this, when will it be the end? The defensive formation of the large spirit boat may not be able to block it. If rescue cannot be carried out in advance, the Immortal Tower's signature...

"

"There's nothing we can do. Since it's a battle between venerables, we can only wait."

"If you ask me, it's better to raise the ancient city formation quickly to prevent the aftermath of the fight from appearing in the ancient city and shaking our foundation."

"What Fellow Taoist Yu said makes sense."

"It has been prepared for a long time."

"..."

"This is not the main problem. The key lies in the ancestor of Taiyi Sect."

"who?"

"Who else could it be?"

"The poster is talking about him, isn't he? He didn't mean to betray the sect..." The older Yuanying monk fell silent.

This is indeed a problem.

Even the Venerable's fight started because of that person. Regardless of how to deal with it later, it seemed that no matter what they did, they would always offend one of them.

I don’t know why that person traveled thousands of miles to come to their ancient city. No matter why, it’s better not to know. Now that I know, I have to express something.

"Why don't you go take a look."

Lord of the ancient city.

That is to say, the owner of the Xingluo Ancient Immortal Tower stood up and said: "We must keep the spirit boat of the Immortal Tower." As he spoke, the coercive spiritual device unfolded, and the aura of the Great True Lord filled the air.

…

Over the spirit boat.

One sword divides the sea and cuts the blue clouds.

Look again at the thorny ridge where the silver light falls and forms a piece of black iron.

Where is the Thorny Ridge, it is clearly the Jianfeng.

"Sword Qi?"

Lord Chuiyun murmured.

The Taoist soldier was wearing armor, but his faceplate was not pulled off.

But it has to be said that he was indeed at a disadvantage in the confrontation.

At this moment, the heat wave of the sword energy could hit his face, and it might hit him right in the face.

Venerable Chuiyun frowned and asked, "Who are you?" He seemed to have finally remembered to ask about this person's origins. If it was confidence in his own strength just now, then now he is doubtful and cautious.

Venerable Taihua did not reveal his family background, but Hengjian said in front of him: "I am Taiyi's senior brother. I have said before, let him go and keep it a secret. We don't need to do anything."

His voice was still calm, but his eyes were getting colder and colder, murderous intent and coldness pouring out wantonly, as if a thin layer of frost had formed in the corners of his eyes, fluttering lightly.

Chuiyun was silent for a moment and said: "Taiyi is dead. How can I not get the treasure without an owner?"

He raised his head again and stared at Taihua: "Do you want to master it? You should have said it earlier, or even started earlier, let alone put on a show and let the weapon spirit choose you."

"If you say yes, then so be it."

Venerable Taihua had no intention of defending himself.

He also didn't seem to care about Chuiyun's speculation.

However, it was this arrogant attitude that made Chuiyun, who was still calm, become gloomy: "Even if you are stronger than me, no matter how much stronger, we are both in the late stage of becoming gods, and you can't kill me."

He had to find out the details of this person so that he could have a chance to defeat him, otherwise he would have to watch the treasure slip away.

This is not only a treasure with a weapon spirit, but also a weapon that can be automatically promoted.

Not to mention how much resources are saved and how much energy is reduced, just because you can be promoted automatically, you will definitely not be limited to Dao soldiers in the future.

The treasure will only become more powerful, but will not be unable to keep up with the use of the monks. The combination of these two is the reason why Chuiyun is bound to get it. Just like what he said, even if there is a saint in front of him, he will take action.

Observing the inspiration he brought forth, Chuiyun concluded that this person had an extraordinary background and had already reached the late stage of divine transformation. It was not like he had just made a breakthrough recently.

Although Kunpeng's inheritance is not bad and there are treasures at the bottom of the box, there is still a gap in physical strength.

"You haven't won yet?"

The devil's mood is like a roller coaster.

"Not yet." Tu Shanjun said with a smile.

…

Venerable Taihua swung the ancient sword in his hand, and the sword's body was like a dragon surrounding him. When the sword fingers were raised, the huge full moon behind him emitted bursts of pressure.

It's really like the bright moon in the sky.

It was obviously dusk and the scorching sun in the distant sky had not yet ended. It was still hanging over the western mountains, but there was only a cold feeling coming from it.

The moon is cold and the sun is warm.

An iron sword was cast.

"Actually, you can try it."

"Golden Chapter Kills the Demon!"

Venerable Chuiyun shook the Tianpeng sword in his hand: "The blue sky releases the Peng!"

The phantom of Kunpeng stretched out its golden claws, and the 3,600 irregular blade surfaces of the Tianpeng sword flew around under this cut, like scattered golden roc feathers.

"laugh!"

"..."

This time, Venerable Chuiyun wiped his forehead, lowered his head and looked at his palms, and a bright red came into his eyes.

He was suddenly shocked. He had already pulled off his armor, so why was he still struck by the iron sword?

Take off the mask and take a look.

A small hole appeared on the bronze armor with green patina.

It is a gap made by a sharp instrument.

"You can't kill me."

"reason."

"If I die, the secret will be revealed to the whole world immediately, even the Eastern Wilderness will know."

Venerable Chuiyun looked at Venerable Taihua who was standing on the thorn ridge not far away, and then said: "I had predicted it before coming. If I dare to leave the sect at this moment, I must have someone to rely on, so I have already done it.

Be prepared."

"You can pretend you don't know this."

Venerable Taihua put away the ancient sword in his hand.

The ancient sword slipped into the scabbard behind his back.

Venerable Chuiyun had determined that he was no match for the man in front of him, so he simply untied Xu Tian Yi Di, dispersed his lapis lazuli armor, and transformed into the Heaven-Swallowing Cauldron again.

Even the Tianpeng Sword in his hand curled up like a living object.

Chuiyun, whose body-protecting aura still exists, shook his head and said: "Impossible."

Even Taihua frowned, why is this person so difficult to deal with.

It doesn't matter if he keeps the secret but he doesn't, or if he pretends he doesn't know. However, he can't defeat him, and Taihua can't kill him yet. Killing him means announcing it to the world.

If you get rid of the person who caused the problem, but find that the problem is not only not solved, but has expanded, then what is the use of killing the person who caused the problem?

Once the killing ban is started, it is not as simple as killing one or two people.

As for why Chuiyun remained determined, it was actually because he saw the only key to breaking the situation.

He immediately looked at Tu Shanjun on the spirit boat.

Of course he could see that underneath that layer of black-haired Taoist was a living dead without a ghost. No, it should actually be said to be a dead person.
To be continued...