Pei Yuan easily killed the stone man, and Meng Fei and the other two had not yet come back from the shock, but they saw An Xuantong being chased by Hongying, and their eyes widened.

An Xuantong was in a very embarrassing state, completely losing his former master style. Facing Hongying's attack, he was struggling and struggling, and he had a very difficult resistance.

"Master of Jile Cave?" Meng Fei and the other two looked at Hongying in a daze.

The martial arts world in Cangzhou is stronger than Ningzhou, but it is also very strong.

Xuanling Sect, Jile Cave, and Fengnan Kingdom before Ma Yuan died were all considered top forces in Cangzhou.

Its symbol is that it has a master of Seven Elephants.

Such forces can hardly exceed the number of one palm if they count across Cangzhou.

So Meng Fei and others could not have thought in advance who could force An Xuantong into such a mess. In their opinion, the Lord of Jile Cave is indeed an old seven-elephant, but the gathering of their strength is enough to defeat the Lord of Jile Cave.

It is precisely because of my full confidence that I agreed to An Xuantong’s invitation.

But the strength shown by the red shadow now is probably not that it has reached the eight-syllable level.

"Has the Lord of Jile Cave made a breakthrough?"

Meng Fei and the other four looked as ugly as eating a fly.

Whoosh!

An Xuantong was not worried about their thoughts, and his body shot like a dragon, and rushed towards Pei Yuan.

"Brother Gu, help me!"

The red shadow roared, and its sound was like a crying ghost and god, sharp and sharp, shaking, shaking the sea of ​​clouds, rolling around, and sweeping like a tide.

The scarlet and strange energy flew out from the red shadow and turned into a huge ghost claw in the weather, covering a land of hundreds of feet in a radius.

The evil ghost roared, cried, and howled endlessly, captivating.

The ghost claws pressed down, and the air made an unbearable crisp sound, which was directly crushed and exploded.

An Xuantong, Meng Fei, Nanling Qissou, Zi Yu and Hongyun changed their expressions drastically. This ghost claw brought them all into the offensive range and had to block them!

Pei Yuan was no exception, but his speed and strength were beyond the reach of others. As soon as the ghost claws came out, he was shaking his aura and broke away.

"Xuan Ling breaks the evil! Kill!"

An Xuantong shouted violently, and a sword light wandered around him, suddenly swelling and becoming larger, raised with one hand, pinched the sword technique, and the sword light slashed against the ghost claws.

Meng Fei swung his sword, and the Nanling Chess Master controlled the black and white chess pieces to cover the layers of defense. The red clouds and purple jade were also used their own unique skills.

The next moment.

The killing moves of Ghost Claw and An Xuantong collided with each other, and the shock exploded in mid-air, and then pressed towards the ground in a mighty way. The hard mountain road seemed to be bombarded by thousands of lightning and lightning, exploded one after another.

A strong wind blew away the clouds and mists all over the mountains, revealing the original appearance of the sinkhole in the blink of an eye.

A huge bottomless abyss, at first glance, was pitch black and deep, and seemed to lead to the underworld hell.

An Xuantong and the other two were shocked and flew up, as if they were injured, their faces turned pale, and the red shadow was also shocked and frozen in the air for a moment.

Only then did he see him wearing a red robe, his face was extremely young, like a twenty-year-old young man, his lips were blood-red, and his eyes were filled with an ominous and strange red light.

The whole person seemed crazy and lost his mind.

"He is really the master of Jile Cave?" Meng Fei was shocked.

As a man from Cangzhou, he must know about local big names.

He had never seen the Lord of Jile Cave with his own eyes, but he had seen the portrait of Jile Cave. The Lord of Jile Cave in the portrait was gray-haired and was almost twentieth.

"It's true that he is the Lord of Jile Cave. I don't know what evil method he has practiced and has rejuvenated." The chess man in Nanling narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at the young man in red robe, and recognized the shadow of Jile Cave from his face.

Rejuvenation?!

This made Meng Fei and others feel moved and they developed a strong desire.

Even though the Lord of Jile Cave's current behavior was very wrong, it was obvious that the method was very evil and made him crazy.

The Lord of Jile Cave roared to the sky, and his voice seemed like a beast roar or a ghost howl, but there was no sound like a human voice. His scarlet eyes once again stared at everyone at the scene.

To be precise, his main target is An Xuantong.

An Xuantong's expression was gloomy.

If he could, he would want to turn around and run away, but in that case, he would only attract the Lord of Jile Cave's gaze to him, and he would definitely not be able to compete with his own strength.

"Brother Gu, don't forget our agreement."

An Xuantong looked at Pei Yuan and spoke in a deep voice.

Pei Yuan looked at the Lord of Jile Cave, his divine intention spread and sensed the other party's strange aura.

"I haven't forgotten, but can Master An tell me what did you snatch from him? It made him so crazy?"

Pei Yuan said with ease.

Everyone else was facing a great enemy, but he was still calm and calm, with the color on his face not changing.

After a word fell, Meng Fei and the other two looked at An Xuantong with their inquiring eyes.

"Brother Gu, what do you mean?"

An Xuantong's face changed, and his body suddenly flashed. The next moment, a red shadow swept down the sky, like lightning that tore apart the sky, opened a huge hole in the place where An Xuantong was standing.

The Lord of Jile Cave launched another attack with his roar.

"Forget it, let's talk about it when I get it done."

Pei Yuan stepped down and the ground collapsed instantly. His body flashed rapidly. He suddenly arrived in front of the Lord of Jile Cave. His five fingers were pinched, and his fist was like thunder.

There was no skill at all, a straight punch.

Only one word, fast!

A punch as fast as lightning, with a huge force that was unstoppable, hit out with a bang.

The master of Jile Cave was immediately bombarded in his chest, and the man was already rolling and flying far away. The next moment, the roar of the beast came out, and he turned over and jumped up again, fighting with Pei Yuan. The master of Jile Cave was completely crazy.

His attack was not a move, he fought only by instinct.

The reason why he was able to beat An Xuan Tong so miserably was that his strength exceeded too much, but when he met Pei Yuan, it would be useless.

Pei Yuan swung his fists like a hammer, punching one after another, each punch breaking the mountain and the earth, and the fist conquered the mountains and rivers.

A wave of fist swept across the world, and the mighty fist intention of the mountains and rivers attacked the scroll, causing An Xuantong and others to retreat in a hurry.

Ming King’s Fist!

The Lord of Jile Cave was completely the target of being beaten, while Pei Yuan was the most fierce blacksmith. He fucked the iron with one punch and one punch. After several breaths, the Lord of Jile Cave finally couldn't hold on and collapsed to the ground.

Pei Yuan's body changed and arrived in front of An Xuantong who wanted to escape like lightning.

"Zengzhu An, where do you want to go?"

When An Xuantong saw Pei Yuan's face changed drastically, he couldn't speak.

Pei Yuan's strength was far beyond his expectations.

He invited Pei Yuan to join forces just to solve the problem of the Lord of Jile Cave. Even if he was afraid of him, he only thought that both sides were at the same level. Now he realized that he was invited to a ferocious beast in the prehistoric world.

The other party’s cultivation is probably not already at the eight-size level.

"Take it out, Master An!" Pei Yuan said with a smile, but it made An Xuantong's back feel chill.

What else can Anxuantong say?

He cannot resist at all if he is a knife or a fish or a fish.

Soon, Pei Yuan got what he wanted.

A black token that looks like iron but not iron, with a very special material.

Pei Yuan was playing with this sign and saw some strange cloud patterns depicted on it, which were vaguely in line with a certain rule, and he could feel his strong spirituality from the token.

"What is this?"

Pei Yuan looked at An Xuantong and said, "Can Sect Master An solve my doubts?"

An Xuantong sighed. He was a person who knew the current affairs and could take it away. He said, "This is the order to become an immortal, which was issued by the Supreme Immortal Court thousands of years ago. It is rumored that a total of 999 tokens were issued, representing 999 ancient immortals."

"The Immortal Order? The Supreme Immortal Court?" Pei Yuan laughed, glanced at An Xuantong, and said, "The Sect Master An has hidden a lot of things, continue."

At this time, Meng Fei and the other four gathered over.

First, they saw Pei Yuan's strength, and they didn't dare to leave before Pei Yuan asked them to leave. Second, they were also very interested in the secrets An Xuantong revealed.

An Xuantong smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Gu, there is no friendship between you and me, so it is understandable to hide it."

"Yes, I blamed Sect Master An incorrectly." Pei Yuan patted An Xuantong on the shoulder and smiled: "But I didn't have much friendship before, and I will be an old friend from now on. It's very important to solve my friends' doubts."

An Xuantong said helplessly: "Brother Gu, in today's era, the masters of the world are the masters of true Taoism, and the six saints ruled the world! But more than 5,000 years ago, there were no ascensioners at that time, and there were no nine heavens and earths in the lower realms, and the world had not divided ten domains."

"At that time, the world was the world of ordinary people and ordinary people, but above ordinary people, there were immortals!"

An Xuantong paused and said, "Of course, from our perspective, many ancient immortals are not qualified to be called immortals. Although they can live for hundreds or even thousands of years, their strength is too weak."

"But no matter how weak the immortal is, he is much stronger than the mortals. Even if he does not use the tactics, he can use illusions to tease the kings and princes and laugh at the world."
To be continued...