Xianlu Spring and Autumn

ps: Although the voice was as cold as death, everyone who heard it was refreshed.

The spiritual consciousness of all the cultivators spread, and a gray shadow was seen, facing the direction of the crowd, and quickly approached against the violent wind and snow.

The speed was so fast that the naked eye could not even capture his appearance.

Feng Wushen was startled when he heard the voice, then raised his head and glanced in the direction of the person, and seemed to recognize the person's identity, with a disdainful and haughty smile on his face, he said: "The defeated general dares to speak out!"

While talking, his hands were not idle, killing the clumsy left and right branches of broken thorns!

call!

After another dozen or so breaths, the gray figure finally flew in front of the crowd, fixed his body, and showed his true colors.

The person who came was an old man of medium height, wearing a gray robe, the robe looked a little tattered, and he looked slovenly.

The old man is skinny, like a piece of rotten wood, with a pair of small hands, skinny like chicken feet, his face is not much flesh, his cheeks are sunken, his eye sockets are deep-set, and his dark yellow skin is full of wrinkles. Old and dead.

This person's eyes were extremely bright and sharp, as if countless torches were lit in them, making one dare not look directly at them.The beard is sparse, and the long snow-white hair is parted in the middle and hangs on both shoulders, without fluttering in the wind.The mana of this old primordial spirit is stronger than that of Xiao Kuihua and Blue Wild Crane.There is only more than that, but nothing less.

"Immortal Immortal!"

In the crowd, someone exclaimed in a low voice.

It turned out that this person was the Immortal Immortal.

Ye Bai also looked secretly shocked.

several days ago.When he was chatting with Taoist Hengyu and others, he already knew.Nine deaths star sea, monks come and go, but among the remaining wandering monks, there were originally ten monks in the late stage of Lichen, after the death of Zuo Xuan's elder brother, now there are only nine left.

The nine are:

Zuo Xuan.

The Immortal Immortal.

The white-haired fisherman.

"Emperor of the world" wins the wind.

"Dragon monk" Emperor Xin.

"Red Robe Eunuch" Xiao Kuihua.

"Idle Cloud Taoist" Lan Yehe.

There are two other people, namely "Iron Sword Immortal" Ling Daohuo, and "Wine Fighting Monk" Yehu Chan!

"Iron Sword Immortal" made Dao Huo.It is the master of Jinyoutang, that is, the elder of Zhe Luo's teacher. Like the "drinking monk" Yehu Chan, he has been practicing in seclusion for many years and has not yet come out.Of course, these nine people are only the current Nine Great Lichen Late Stage Cultivators, maybe in the next moment.There will be other monks breaking through to the late stage of Lichen.

Among these nine people, Ye Bai had already met six of them, and today he saw the seventh one, the Immortal Immortal.

The feeling that the Immortal Immortal gave him was not purely overpowering, but full of contradictory feelings. This person seemed to be constantly wandering between life and death, with his aura flickering on and off, extremely mysterious to the extreme.

After the arrival of the Immortal Immortal.He was not in a hurry to make a move, a pair of bright and sharp eagle eyes.Staring at Feng Wushen coldly, he said: "Your Excellency is just relying on a fairy treasure to act fiercely here. I'm afraid you haven't even comprehended the third level of Dao Xin, and what kind of peerless master is he? How dare you be so arrogant!"

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Hearing this, Feng Wushen smiled instead of anger, and raised his voice: "I don't need to prove to anyone whether I have comprehended the third heaven of Dao Xin. Old fellow, if you think that you can make me If you give up this Immortal Battle Halberd, then you will underestimate me."...