Puff puff puff...

Nine powerful men and nine corpses fell to the bottom of the valley together and fell.

In the sky, hundreds of monks ran away desperately as if they lost their souls, not daring to slack off at all, and no one knew who would be next.

At the bottom of the valley, in the blood of the sarcophagus, the Taoist of the Ages opened his tiger's mouth and sucked it.

Swallowing...

The nine angry ways were like a cloud of mist, and were pumped out from the bodies of the nine powerful corpses and entered the bodies of the Ancient Taoist one after another.

Immediately afterwards, the body of the Wangu Taoist bulged up like a balloon.

First, the lower abdomen and flesh grow rapidly and enrich at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Then there is the chest, the heart resumes beating, and blood in the whole body begins to flow, circulate, and even boil.

Finally, the head, hair and beard grow longer, lips return to a vermilion, flesh on cheeks grows and flesh, nose bridge is raised, eyes are red.

"It's been a million years, and the world is probably changing. And I, the Taoist of the ages, have finally understood the mystery of the golden elixir and glimpsed the threshold of eternal life. In time, when I absorb the golden elixir, I will surely achieve eternal life. I want the entire world of cultivation to surrender to my feet."

"Bang"

The pale five fingers grabbed the entire sarcophagus into pieces, and the Ancient Taoist was suspended naked in the air. The smelly blood ticked down from him because of gravity. Every drop corroded a finger-deep hole on the ground.

The blood has not yet been completely gone, but we can clearly see the perfect body of the Ancient Taoist, with vitality in the body far beyond the ordinary Mahayana sub-saints. It is probably only one step away from the feathering.

The eyes of the Wangu Taoist were blood-red, and a cruel smile appeared on the corners of his mouth. Such a smile usually indicates death.

The perfect body and feet bent slightly, and with a brush, the next moment, disappeared.

At the mouth of the infatuated valley, Feng Xiaoyang and Si Shuang, the two of them were the fastest, while the other powerful people were a little slower.

Ji Xian'er and Qin Yun were taking Qin Yun, and the two of them were much slower and landed at the end of all the powerful people. Fortunately, the rocket did not hit them.

Those monks below the realm of transformation were much slower than those below the realm of transformation, but they died the least. Originally, these monks from the Great Formation were outside the Great Formation, and later they were born for eternity and were disdainful to target them, so they could survive.

"Did I promise you leave?" A figure appeared above Feng Xiaoyang and Si Shuang's heads, with a cold voice without any emotion.

Feng Xiaoyang looked up in shock. He was obviously the fastest, so who would be ahead of them?

Seeing the figure clearly, the pupils of the two men quickly contracted. Although their appearance changed, who was this aura that was not the Taoist of the Ages?

"How is it possible..."

Before Feng Xiaoyang could finish his words, an invisible pressure pressed on the two of them, as if the sky in the sky had collapsed, and he had no ability to support him and fell directly into the deep valley.

Not only them, but all the monks felt this pressure, and they all fell one after another as if they had lost their magic power.

Bang bang bang bang...

At the bottom of the valley, the charred earth was smashed into big pits by the falling monks.

These monks were knocked down from heaven to hell again, and each of them had broken muscles and bones and were seriously injured.

The injury is secondly. What is miserable is that they are almost desperate. The gap between the peak of Mahayana and the early stages of Transformation is too big. Even if there are a thousand, they may not be opponents.

Qin Yun hugged Ji Xian'er, and the two fell from the middle. Qin Yun used his strong body and the gravity of their two people to smash a big pit on the ground.

The pain was transmitted from the nerves to the mind. Qin Yun bared and took a breath of cold air. The nine-character runes in the dantian shone with golden light, constantly repairing the meridians, which made him feel a little better.

"Is it okay?" Ji Xian'er pressed her hands on Qin Yun's dantian, slowly circulating the vitality into Qin Yun's body, and cooperated with the nine-character rune in his body to repair his injuries.

"It's okay, it just hurts a little." Qin Yun forced a smile, and no one could stand the pain of reshaping his muscles and bones in his body.

The valley of love is full of devastation, and all the monks are struggling in pain on the ground. The only one standing is the eternal Taoist who appeared in the air at some point.

"What do you think? I am a powerful Haoyue Sect. If you kill me, you will be an enemy of Haoyue Sect. Are you not afraid of being suppressed by Yuhua?"

A powerful man who no one knows struggles from the ground, trying to oppress the other party with the saint of the Haoyue Gate.

Unexpectedly, the Taoist Wangu stared at him with his blood-red eyes, slowly raised his right hand, and pointed his index finger at him a little further away.

The powerful man who claimed to be Haoyuemen kept dimming his pupils and his body expanded rapidly like a constantly inflating balloon.

"No, please, no, otherwise our saint will not let you go." The powerful man struggled to beg for mercy, but the Taoist of the Age was indifferent and watched him grow bigger in front of the monks.

"Bang"

With a light sound, the balloon exploded, and the powerful energy of Haoyue Gate turned into a ball of blood mist, and the remaining ball of vitality was sucked into the abdomen by the Ancient Taoist.

He also stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, laughed softly, and after a while he said satisfied: "I hate others threatening me the most. I was not afraid of eternal transformation millions of years ago. Now I am about to absorb the golden elixir and achieve eternal life, so how can I be afraid?"

"Hmph, even if you are not afraid of the Haoyue Sect's feathers, the powerful people present are all disciples from the holy places of the great sects of each state. If you kill us, do you want to be enemies of the world? I am afraid that with your own strength, you will not be able to resist the siege of the holy places in the world?" The person who spoke was a powerful powerful in the Wuwei Sect, who was second only to the three religions of heaven, earth and man. There are also several late-stage Mahayana masters in the sect, so they should not be underestimated.

However, the powerful man turned into a blood mist in the next moment, and his anger was absorbed by the Taoist Taoist in the Age.

"Senior, what do you want? Can today's affairs be resolved peacefully?" Feng Xiaoyang finally couldn't help but put life and death aside, and asked the Taoist of the Ages with his fists.

The Taoist Wangu glanced at him and did not answer his question immediately, but asked back: "Which boy are you?"

"Sister Feng family members." Feng Xiaoyang replied.

"Feng Family in Dongzhou?" The Taoist Wangu was chewing on Feng Xiaoyang's words, as if the Feng Family had a great relationship with him.

"Yes, it's the Feng family in Dongzhou."

"Okay, very good. Are there anyone else in the other major families of the five tribes in Dongzhou?" Taoist Wangu continued to ask.

Feng Xiaoyang pointed to Si Shuang beside him: "This is a child of the Si family." He pointed to Ji Xian'er beside Qin Yun: "This is a child of the Ji family. There is also a child of the Chi family who has died at the hands of his predecessors."

"Is there another dead?" The Taoist Wangu seemed a little regretful, and looked at Ji Xian'er beside Qin Yun with a strange look, not knowing what he was thinking.

Then he pointed to Feng Xiaoyang and the others: "You can die a little while, but the others will die now."

To be continued...
Chapter completed!