Above the eight states, for thousands of years, immortals have become extinct, leaving only the supreme immortal weapon to suppress the fortune of future generations. The ancient family has been immortal for millions of years, and it is the power of immortal weapon. (I have an advertisement for my personal Taobao men's clothing store: shop62349453 points taobao point com/, which contains play and some couple outfits, pants, etc. There is no way, change the click on the URL)

The power of immortal weapons is not to attack, kill, and defense, but to suppress luck. Whoever gets the immortal weapons can make the family immortal for thousands of years. Who can resist such temptation? As a result, the hidden big figures took action one after another.

An unknown late-stage Mahayana strongman slapped the breath of the treasure pot with one claw, and then reached out to grab the immortal weapon.

"Hmph, sneaky guy, don't think I don't know your identity, the ghost old man from the Demon Cult."

Chen Wanbai took out a huge copper coin from the storage bag and recited the magic formula, "Money can make the ghost push the mill." He threw the copper coin into the air, and in the square hole of the copper coin, countless ghost shadows flew out, swallowing the ghost's black claws cleanly.

"That's money to exorcise ghosts." A monk recognized the origin of this copper coin.

"Hahahaha, I don't plan to hide my identity at all. Chen Wanbai is so proud. I'm known as the ghost old man. If you pretend to be a ghost in front of me, isn't it a show of your awesomeness?"

As soon as the old man Ghost Shadow finished speaking, a black shadow appeared in the sky. With a few flashes, the ghost shadows in the money to exorcise the ghosts were swallowed cleanly.

Chen Wanbai frowned and recalled money to exorcise ghosts, with a serious expression. This ghost old man has always been extremely mysterious. No one has seen what he looks like. When he appeared, there was only one ghost, so everyone called him ghost old man.

The two late-stage Mahayana masters fought Zheng Huan, and a crack was silently cracked in the sky. A snow-white jade hand stretched out and grabbed the pagoda. Chen Wanbai fought against the ghost old man, but he did not notice at all. It can be seen that the strength of the visitor was still above the two.

Seeing that the jade hand had already grasped the pagoda in his hand, a colorful divine needle appeared out of thin air and passed through the white jade hand.

"Jie." A terrifying cry followed, and the jade hand shrank back like an electric shock. "Qiancai Divine Needle, Qicai Taoist, you are bad for me."

"Hmph, stinky old lady, I don't think of your hands the most." A monk in a colorful Taoist robe walked slowly from a distance, walking in the air, from far to near, but in the blink of an eye, it looked like the technique of shrinking the ground into a short distance.

"You dare to care about the old woman's affairs. I think you are tired of living. Today I must peel your skin and hang it in my cave, hehe." With a gloomy and sharp laughter, an extremely ugly old woman walked out of the cracks in the sky. She had wrinkles, her face was rotten, her teeth were exposed, she was short, and she had only a pair of bright eyes.

"Evil", seeing the appearance of the old woman in the sky, Qin Yun vomited in the lake, "I only now know what it means to waste the heavenly sanctuary. Such beautiful hands would be born on such an ugly old woman.

"The colorful Taoist and the grimaceful mother-in-law, I didn't expect them to come too." Kong Lin was extremely surprised.

Ji Xian'er asked, "Who are the colorful Taoist and the grimace mother-in-law? Why haven't I heard of it?"

"They are both great figures ten thousand years ago, and they were already strong men in the late stage of the Mahayana ten thousand years ago. It is normal that you have never heard of them. I just heard my master talk about them, but I didn't expect to have the honor to meet two seniors today."

"Ghost Face, the Colorful Taoist." Speaking of generations, Chen Wanbai and the Ghost Shadow Old Man are both juniors of these two, and they are the same generation as the Taoist who hunts the treasure. These two were already in the late stage of the Mahayana ten thousand years ago, and their strength was unfathomable. Although they had not broken through to the feathers, their accumulation over the past ten thousand years was actually something ordinary people could imagine.

"The four of you are fighting for fun. Why don't you think I'll get involved too, old man." The four of them looked at the source of the sound at the same time. On the mountain, there was a thin old man holding a green bamboo pole in his hand, a hatchet, and a bundle of firewood behind him. He was not very good-looking. If everyone hadn't known that only monks could come up on this mountain, everyone would have regarded him as an ordinary woodcutter.

"Old man in the mountains, may you have already broken through the practice of extraordinary saints and become an eternal saint?" Qicai asked.

The old man in the mountain smiled, "If I become a saint forever, why should I work so hard to find the immortal weapon?"

The grimaceful mother-in-law snorted: "Your martial arts must be invincible. Like you, I'm afraid you can only stay in place for the rest of your life and be an old man who chops wood forever."

"Mother-in-law, don't tease me. You were like a fairy in the past. No one was attracted to you ten thousand years ago, but you wanted to be more beautiful. After practicing the feathering technique, you only practiced a pair of beautiful hands. One face became like a human and a ghost was not like a ghost. Why bother you?"

"Hahahaha, I've been acquaintances for tens of thousands of years and I'm still quarreling with each other. Isn't it embarrassing to let these juniors hear it?"

Before the person arrived, the sound came first, and a shocking roar rang through the sky. An old monk wearing a cassock rode a divine beast in a divine voice, and walked on colorful auspicious clouds. Judging from his outfit, he should be a master of Buddhism in Xizhou.

"Who am I at that time? It turned out to be you old bald donkey. You said you borrowed my Heart Sutra from Demon Subduing Heart Sutra, but after borrowing it for tens of thousands of years, I still didn't return my Heart Sutra." The Qicai Taoist did not give the monk any face.

The old monk smiled awkwardly and bowed to the Qicai Taoist, "Amitabha, my fellow Taoist's Heart Sutra is destined to be with me. Now I am one with me. How do I give you a relic? It's better for me to give you a Taoist's fellow Taoist a relic as compensation."

"If you are beggars, you will give me a dead bone and want to get my Heart Sutra, but you don't have any doors. If you help me seize the immortal weapon, I will send you the last two parts of the Heart Sutra."

"Amitabha, a fellow Taoist, wants to use the Heart Sutra to exchange for immortal tools."

"Don't talk nonsense, agree or not. This is the Heart Sutra of the Ancient Buddhist Sect. If I hadn't been unable to practice, how could I give it to you?" The Qicai Taoist did not look like a senior at all, but instead looked like a scoundrel.

"I agree."

"Okay", the Qicai Taoist said yes, his body was like lightning, and he headed straight for the immortal weapon.

"Don't think about it." The grimaceful mother-in-law shouted, took out a guqin from the storage bag, played it with both hands, and started playing it.

The sound of the piano is melodious and beautiful. If it weren't for the ugly company, all the cultivators would have been fascinated by the enchantment.

Above the guqin, a dragon and a phoenix are carved, the dragon is angry and majestic, and the phoenix looks gentle, dancing with the sound of the piano, flying out, chasing the colorful Taoist.

"Dragon and phoenix are ancient spiritual beasts, comparable to immortals. This dragon and phoenix guqin is made of Kunlun Wutong wood. It is also considered a spiritual object. Why use it to kill people? Good and good." The old monk pulled off the cassock on his body and threw it into the sky. The cassock quickly became bigger, covering the sky and the earth, wrapping a dragon and a phoenix in the cassock. No matter how the two spirit beasts moved, the cassock never broke at all.

"What kind of magic weapon is this? It can actually trap my dragon and phoenix." The grimace mother-in-law was shocked, and her fingers tweaked, and the sound of the piano changed from melodious to rapid. "The dragon and phoenix roared together, and water and fire blended together."

The trapped golden dragon spits water, the fire phoenix spits fire, and the water and fire blend together, eroding the cassock.

"It would be too whimsical to try to break through my Demon-Subduing Cassock with a medium-grade spiritual weapon." Without the erosion of the water and fire, the Demon-Subduing Cassock remained unmoved.

The grimaceful mother-in-law was trapped, and the colorful Taoist was out of control. She grabbed the pagoda in her hand, laughing loudly, "I finally got the immortal weapon, and there is hope for feathering."

When the colorful Taoist man seized the immortal weapon, Chen Wanbai and the ghost old man panicked. Although they were one of the seniors, their cultivation was also in the late stage of the Mahayana. How could he be indifferent to seeing the colorful Taoist man take away the immortal weapon?

The two looked at each other, understood it, and took action at the same time, temporarily abandoning their grudges and snatching the immortal weapon from the hands of the colorful Taoist.

"Ghost Shadow Claw, Cracked." The ghost shadow old man grabbed the colorful Taoist fiercely. In the sky, a black claw was condensed from vitality and laws. Under one claw, five cracks were drawn in the sky.

Everyone watching the battle above the mountain took a breath. What is a master? This is a master. With one claw, he can tear the sky apart. How powerful is this? Qin Yun was so surprised that he couldn't speak. Now he had only yearning in his heart.

The five claws were grabbed, and the seven-color Taoist was calm. "I didn't expect that there would be such a junior ten thousand years later. The ghost claws are the supreme evil magic of ancient times. I didn't expect that they could reappear in the world."

His fingers turned into a sword, and he pointed at the oncoming ghost claws, and a gray giant sword appeared out of nowhere. "This sword condensed my lifelong murderous aura. It is too strong to stay for a long time." With a swish, the murderous sword pierced the ghost claws and dissipated invisible again.

The ghost shadow claws disappeared, and a palm came again. These late Mahayana periods all had the power of heaven and earth. The palm was called "one palm to determine the universe" and was the secret of the Shen family. Chen Wansan engraved this supreme magic in the treasure pot of immortal artifacts. Later generations could understand the mystery by chance, and were the next generation head of the Shen family.

"One palm determines the universe, break it for me." One palm determines the universe, the universe is upside down, and the earth is overturned. One palm can be stable. The power is so great that it is difficult for the two of them to guess.

The gray murderous sword of the colorful Taoist appeared again, rising from the ground and climbing into the sky.

One palm and one sword, one from top to bottom, and the other from bottom to top, two peerless spells collided together today.

Boom, the violent aura made everyone unable to open their eyes. People did not see the collision between the two, but only saw a big hole in the sky. The ground fifty meters away around the colorful Taoist man was shattered and sunken more than ten meters.

Looking down from above, the entire sunken ground was a huge palm, but a large hole was penetrated in the middle.

The old man Ghost Shadow and Shen Wanbai frowned slightly. The late Mahayana period tens of thousands of years ago was indeed extremely terrifying. They were as light as they were, and their eyes were fierce. They could see through their magic weakness at a glance. Fighting with such people was extremely dangerous and life and death were unpredictable.

The Qicai Taoist stood in the air and sneered. Several juniors also wanted to shoot his magic weapons, and they were simply overestimating their ability.

Boom, the smile of the colorful Taoist suddenly solidified, and his face turned extremely pale.
Chapter completed!