After the old Confucian scholar wearing a rust sword broke through the sky barrier with a sword and slowly stepped into it, his voice resounded like thunder, drifting to the far place in all directions, as if it was the spring thunder of Jingzhe, trying to awaken some sleeping existences in the four states and regions...

After hearing what he said about "his own family", the two little immortal world masters were already full of anger, ashamed and frustrated. Naturally, they knew that whether it was the fairy girl in Fuyao Palace or the old Confucian scholar, they were excluded. But after all, they were also from Tianyuan, and their roots were here, but they chose to stand in the camp of the gods and introduced them into Tianyuan...

This sentence and this attitude naturally completely exclude them from Tianyuan.

Nonshu, they had already made up their minds and had their own reasons, but when they faced this sentence, they were still ashamed and annoyed!

"What are you not your own? Since that's the case, then you will die here together!"

The creatures of the gods did not have such a thought. After seeing the old Confucian scholar breaking the sky barrier with one sword, they had already listed him as the number one enemy. Then, when his eyes were sweeping around and seemed a little distracted, several masters had already chosen to take action at the same time!

"Boom boom boom boom boom"

At least four terrifying divine lights descended from the sky, containing indescribable divine power, intertwined and rushed towards the old Confucian scholar.

The masters of these four divine lights all have terrifying combat power that is not inferior to that of the Old God of Old God. At least this blow is a realm that even the tribulation must be carefully dealt with, far beyond the power that can be resisted by the cultivation of the Yuanying realm of the Tianyuan Cultivation. The four of them took action at the same time, and the interweaving of power made this divine power surge. It is estimated that even people in the Old God of Old God of Old God of Old God of Justice should avoid them for the time being!

The old Confucian scholar seemed careless and full of thoughts, and his mind was on others. However, facing these four intertwined divine lights, he didn't care. When the divine light almost fell above his head, he looked up at the four creatures, stroked the sword's edge, and smiled in a low voice: "Hehe, the enemy of the ancient immortal, the gods outside the domain? It's just right, come and wash my divine sword full of rust!"

From the four god creatures taking action to the divine light coming to his head, it was actually just a blink of an eye.

But in his opinion, the time seemed to be very sufficient, as if it had been extended countless times.

After calmly stroking the sword body, then gently stroking the sword's edge, a rusty sword sounded a pleasant dragon roar.

At this moment, he had already set off his sword!

The sword is like a stream of light, without much dazzling brilliance, but it is so fast that it is beyond people's imagination.

His sword came first, and before the four god creatures reacted, they had already swung to nine heavens.

Everything was broken when the sword edge was facing. Even the divine light that had been knocked down by the four gods was shattered by his sword, and then rolled back towards the sky without any stagnation. The four gods were all screaming in horror and rushing to retreat, but they were soon caught up with the sword light, and their hind limbs were broken and broken. Not only were they broken by this sword light, but even their physical bodies were shattered and annihilated by the terrifying power contained in this sword light. To outsiders, the sword light just flashed by, and they successfully retreated hundreds of feet away. However, when they stopped just now, they showed a sense of horror in their eyes, and then their physical bodies suddenly collapsed!

Crazy...

The blood sprinkled with flesh was like a bloody rain, landing on the land of Tianyuan land!

"this……"

All the heavens were shocked, and the two little immortal realm masters were already staring straight, their faces were full of fear, and their hands were trembling.

"How could Tianyuan have such a master?"

"Is this the saint who stayed in Tianyuan?"

"No, even a saint is afraid that he will not have such a shocking and evil aura..."

The two of them spoke almost unconsciously, then made a decision at the same time, turned around and ran away!

There was almost no intention of taking action, and he turned around and ran away. The monk who was in the realm of tribulation escaped like a rabbit at this time.

Others, god creatures or Tianyuan practitioners, were stunned. No one spoke for a long time. Everyone just stared at the old Confucian scholar. They had long since their aura and ability to break the sky barrier with a sword. They had thought that this old Confucian scholar might be a master, but no matter what, they had never thought that this master was so terrifying. If the strength shown by the old Confucian scholar was only comparable to passing the tribulation, or even worse than passing the tribulation, everyone would admire him, but at this time...

fear!

Almost like the creatures of the gods, all they feel is fear!

It's really too strong, it's a kind of power that almost goes beyond the scope of understanding of the common people!

"Old senior, you...you are..."

At this time, the broken-arm fairy girl from Fuyao Palace was the first to react, and she rushed forward and showed her gentle greeting. Her background and status were there, and her courage would always be better than others. She knew that she was reasonable at this time and needed to thank her.

Facing the broken-arm fairy who came forward to show off, the old Confucian scholar suddenly laughed. He took the rust sword back into his sleeve, turned slowly, and looked at her. After a long time, he smiled softly and said, "It's just that others call me a senior. Senior Sister Mu Xin, if you call me a senior again, you will ruin me. I haven't seen you for seven hundred years. Do you really recognize me anymore?"

"Senior Sister Muxin?"

The fairy girl with broken arm suddenly became stunned, staring at the old Confucian scholar blankly, her eyes full of shock.

Such an old man called himself "Senior Sister", which made her feel difficult to accept for a moment, but she quickly realized that due to the gap between cultivation and strength, people who practiced usually have appearances that do not match their age. For example, they look only about 30 years old, but in fact their lifespan is more than 900. Many old cultivators of Jindan seem to be about to run out of energy and are not as old as themselves...

But this old cultivator shouldn't...

Her eyes became more and more confused, obviously she still didn't recognize her. However, the old Confucian scholar did not explain much. He smiled faintly and turned around and walked towards the middle of the battlefield. In front of him were a group of gods, with no less than tens of thousands of gods. Behind this army of gods, he was besieged by the three great and large immortal world masters. The oil was exhausted and his magic power was exhausted. The old Confucian scholar's eyes were very firm and he walked forward step by step, just like Xu Shi's urgent, and a person was like an army...

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Because of his approach, the army of the gods began to surge back like a tide. However, after all, there were so many people, and it was extremely powerful when they rushed over and it was difficult to stop. When they were about to retreat, they were too many and very slow. They were soon caught up by the old Confucian scholar. The old Confucian scholar who rushed up did not say a single word, and the rust sword caught in the sleeve was drawn out again. Then the sword rose and fell, and it suddenly rushed into the gods' creatures. Looking down from the sky, he himself was like a sword, cutting directly into the legion of the gods' creatures, and a blood line quickly penetrated directly to the other side of the army!

It’s not counting that he killed the masters among the four god creatures with one sword, but at this time he actually wanted to kill an army directly!

This arrogance and fierceness finally reminded Mu of the Four Fairy Gu in Fuyao Palace to come to mind!

"It's him...it's him..."

Her eyes were frightened, almost unbelievable: "Why is he still alive?"

"Why... why is he so old?"

The army of tens of thousands of gods seemed to be made of paper in front of the old Confucian scholar. The gentle and charitable old man was as straight as a demon god at this time, killing people like a demon, and the sea of ​​blood was surging. He seemed to have never slowed down, so he killed the entire army so straight. Later, when he arrived at the rear of the army, it was the place where the old immortal immortal was besieged. At this time, the three little immortal realm masters who besieged Yuan had already escaped, and they didn't even dare to leave for the last time to make up for the old immortal Yuan!

At this time, the old immortal Yuan sat down on the ground, his anger was like a stream of energy. When he heard someone coming, he raised his head vigorously.

Those blurry eyes were already blurred when they looked at people, and they couldn't recognize who the person in front of them was.

It was just a faint familiar breath that made him feel a little confused.

"This... this old friend, don't know..."

Old Fairy Yuan spoke heavily, as if she wanted to say hello, but she said it was weak.

"I'm not your old friend, I'm your great-grandson!"

The old scholar walked up to him, did not help him, but lowered his head and chuckled softly.

"Great-grandson?"

Old Fairy Yuan opened his eyes wide and looked at the old Confucian scholar tightly. The old man in front of him was naturally very unfamiliar, but the more he looked, the more he felt a familiar feeling spread. The corners of his facial features and eyes finally slowly mixed with a shadow in his memory. This made his heart tremble suddenly, and he realized something. In his already exhausted body, he began to feel angry. He suddenly stretched out his hand heavily, pulled the old Confucian scholar's robe, and shouted with all his strength: "You...where have you gone?"

"I've always been in Tianyuan and have never left!"

The old Confucian scholar replied softly, without squatting down or breaking away from the pull of the old immortal Yuan.

"How...how do you live..."

Old Fairy Yuan said gasping, but halfway through his speech, he had already started coughing violently.

"I have even stayed in the family, how did I survive?"

The old Confucian scholar knew what he wanted to ask, and his expression calmly replied: "Because I still have a ray of Taoist source, a ray of pure Taoist source that belongs to me. I have been surviving for hundreds of years. Although I have not died, I am not really alive!"

"Then you... then why don't you go back... home?"

The last strength of the old immortal Yuan at this time was all about this person, and every problem was extremely difficult.

"Because I have always... I hate you very much!"

The old Confucian scholar hesitated for a moment and said it. He seemed helpless in his voice, but more of it was relieved. He smiled bitterly and said, "Seven hundred years ago, I was at the most critical moment of my own path of cultivation. I suffered a great disaster, like a purgatory, but if I pass it over, I will be reborn, like a phoenix's Nirvana, but at this time, I was suddenly shot into the source of others' Taoism!"

His smile seemed to be full of bitterness: "The phoenix that is in Nirvana was suddenly rescued. What does it feel like?"

Old Fairy Yuan was stunned, her beard trembling, and she couldn't speak for a long time.

After a long time, he asked with bitterness: "Then why...why are you... showing up now?"

The old Confucian scholar smiled softly and said, "The affairs of his family are all trivial matters, aren't they?" (To be continued.)
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