The auras of the three of them were eerie and terrifying, and there was a black mist surrounding them, which looked extremely strange. In the middle stood an old woman with a somewhat stooped figure. She had a gloomy look and a dark aura about her body.
The withered expression on her face was a little distorted. She was holding a black crutch in her hand and carrying a long sword on her back. The black energy was billowing with pressure across thousands of meters.
The fat man next to Ye Tianchen had a solemn expression and said, "This old woman's name is Qian Yu. She is the third elder of the Xuan Mo Holy Sect. She has strong cultivation and is called the Third Earth Lord by the outside world. Every time she takes action They are both extremely ruthless and a murderous demon without batting an eyelid.”
The fat man continued: "The two people on the side should be the powerful Tianzun of Xuanmo Holy Sect."
Ye Tianchen frowned slightly and said coldly: "I didn't expect that they even sent out the Earth Lord."
"I'm afraid it's impossible to escape unscathed."
Standing in front of Ye Tianchen, Lu Yiyou stood tall and straight, like a sharp sword, with a terrifying aura surging crazily on his body. He said, "Young master, don't worry!"
"A mere dignitary cannot make any big waves."
"No matter what price Lingxiao Pavilion pays, we will protect the young master."
Ye Tianchen frowned and asked curiously: "Why does Lingxiao Pavilion do this?"
"Is it just because of your one-sided words?"
Lu Yiyou ignored Ye Tianchen and asked, "Young Master, I just want to ask you, have you seen the Lord of Blood Burial, Hongying?"
Ye Tianchen paused, nodded with a complicated expression, "I've seen it before!"
"Hahaha...this sentence is enough."
Lu Yiyou laughed suddenly, changed the topic and said: "Young Master, there will be a big battle later, follow me closely."
At this moment, the black crutch in the hand of the old woman standing in the void tapped lightly on the ground, buzzing... A terrifying pressure rippled around, and undisguised anger surged on her body. Staring at Lu Yiyou and others, he asked coldly: "What a Lingxiao Pavilion, who gave you the courage to kill my elder of the Xuanmo Holy Sect?"
"Did I give you face?"
"Not only is this little bastard going to die today, but our Xuan Mo Holy Sect also wants these two treasures."
"Anyone who dares to block it will be regarded as declaring war with our Xuan Mo Holy Sect."
hiss.....!
After listening to the old woman's words, everyone in the field fell into silence. The forces that had previously wanted to fight for the ninth blood coffin now have to think carefully about it. The Xuan Mo Holy Sect is not easy to provoke. They will exterminate the clan and destroy the sect. No less done.
At this moment, Wan Yidao snorted coldly, looked at the old woman with twinkling eyes and said: "Senior, we have discussed it before. The ninth generation blood coffin belongs to you, and the blood burial sword belongs to me."
"roll!"
Boom!
A terrifying coercion struck instantly, and the sound waves rolled, turning into a powerful attack and attacking Wan Yi Dao.
Poof!
Wan Yi Dao was not qualified to make a move at all. He paused, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body exploded back thousands of meters.
He kept coughing up blood, and there was a storm in his heart. He didn't expect that he couldn't bear even a simple word from the other party. The powerful Earth Master was really terrifying.
The old woman snorted and said angrily: "The juniors from the Tiandao Sect are not qualified to speak in front of me.
"Even if Duandao, the leader of the Tiandao Sect, comes to see you personally, you still have to give me some face. Who do you think you are?"
Phew!
At this moment, two sword lights suddenly flashed from the sky in the distance. The sword lights flashed and two people walked out of the sword lights. One of them was wearing a gray robe and had a broken knife on his waist. Although it was a broken knife, The terrifying power of the sword on it is extremely powerful, and there is a vague coercion pressing on him. He is the master of the Tiandao Sect, Duan Dao.
Standing next to him was a young man with starry eyes and sharp eyebrows, a jade tree facing the wind, a tall and tall figure, and he was dressed in a white robe, fluttering like an immortal.
Duandao glanced at Qianyu, the Third Earth Master across from him, and said in a cold tone: "Qianyu, as a senior, is it disrespectful for you to attack a junior?"
"My Tiandao Sect is not weak enough to be bullied at will."
Wan Yi Dao, who was below, straightened up and gave a slight salute to the old man in mid-air: "I've met the sect master."
Duandao nodded slightly and said in a solemn tone: "Yidao, if you encounter such a bully in the future, just call me."
If the sword was struck, he could clearly feel that the sect master was angry.
"Haha...scream, Duan Dao, you are very tough now!"
"Why...why didn't you say anything when you begged my Xuan Mo Holy Sect for mercy?"
Qian Yu, who was on the opposite side, was not afraid at all and said sarcastically, not giving Duan Dao any face at all.
Duandao's expression was gloomy, and his eyes flashed with coldness as he said, "Qianyu, don't say these useless things in front of me. It's still the same thing you said just now. The Blood Burial Sword belongs to us, and the Ninth Life Blood Coffin belongs to you. How about that?"
"Hahaha... Old Man Duan, your tone is getting louder and louder. You don't take my Qingyun Sect in your eyes at all."
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...!
At this moment, seven or eight figures suddenly came from a distance. At the top stood an old man wearing a green robe. He had a long beard, white hair, long eyebrows, and some age spots on his face. He looked free and easy. Even if he is banished to immortality in this world, his immortal spirit and spirit are so powerful.
He is Qingfeng, the leader of the Qingyun Sect. His aura is restrained and powerful. Standing there, it seems that the whole world has become quiet. He is the only master of this land.
There were still seven people standing behind Qingfeng, and the sharp-eyed ones had already exclaimed: "They are the Seventh Earth Master of Qingyun Sect. I didn't expect that all the Seventh Earth Master of Qingyun Sect are here."
"Hiss... Now it looks like there will be a big battle here."
At this moment, two old men quietly appeared beside Bai Ruhua, the young master of Wanbao Tower on the other side. Both the madman and the cripple arrived.
The two of them glanced around and their expressions instantly became serious. The lame man took a breath and said, "Young Master... why are so many old people here? There are still too few of us, not enough to see." "
He decisively looked at the madman beside him and said, "Madman...why are you still standing there?"
"Shake people!"
"No need!"
The madman was about to call someone but was stopped by Bai Ruhua who was beside him. There was an imperceptible glint in her beautiful eyes, and she said in a low voice: "You two, you must understand that we hold auctions to make money, like this Leave the killing to them."
"We just need to be a qualified audience."
The lunatic said with some reluctance: "Young Master, these are the ninth generation blood coffin and blood burial sword."
"Especially the Ninth Life Blood Coffin. It is said that those who obtain the Ninth Life Blood Coffin can become the most powerful person."
Bai Ruhua's beautiful eyes narrowed, and she said with a hint of slyness on her lips: "Haha, even if you get the ninth blood coffin, you may not be able to withstand it."
"How can someone take such a treasure for themselves?"
"Haha, I'm curious about who this Ye Tianchen is, and Lingxiao Pavilion is acting strangely."
"Why does Lingxiao Pavilion, who usually lives in peace with the world, want to protect this son to the death today?"
