The voice was bone-chilling, as if it were thousands of years of ice, completely freezing the entire space at this moment. ▏．
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Several Lingyun Sect disciples suddenly stopped and looked ahead nervously. At the same time, their spiritual weapons were sacrificed one after another and hung in front of them.
The dark passage seemed like an abyss with no bottom, and the vast pressure seemed like a black ocean, tightly surrounding everyone.
Under this powerful pressure, everyone seemed to be in a boat, and could be buried in the boundless darkness at any time.
"I am Zeng Baichuan, a disciple of Lingyun Sect. I don't know who my senior is?"
Zeng Baichuan frowned and stared ahead. Although the other party did not show up, judging from the aura he exuded, he was definitely not a weakling, so Zeng Baichuan spoke in a polite manner.
"I've never heard of this nonsense Lingyun Sect. Please don't disturb me. Please retreat quickly or you will die!"
The voice was still cold, and the murderous intent in his tone was undisguised. A feeling of death suddenly surged into the hearts of Zeng Baichuan and others.
Zeng Baichuan's mind was shaken, and he tried hard to maintain the dignity of Lingyun Sect and his own disciples, but in front of this powerful existence, Zeng Baichuan was somewhat powerless.
"Senior, can you come out and see me? I don't mean to offend you, I just want to go back and have an explanation!"
Zeng Baichuan rolled his eyes and felt that this matter was a bit strange. Immortal cultivators are generally cold-blooded and ruthless, and would kill at the slightest offense. But today, he and others accidentally broke into someone else's cave, but the other party just asked him and others to retreat. This person was unavoidable.
Some are too easy to talk about.
"Haha, junior, everyone who sees me is already dead. Do you really want to see me?"
Cold sweat instantly ran across Zeng Baichuan's cheeks. He swallowed hard and held the sword in his hand tightly, making a creaking sound.
He was extremely conflicted now. If he guessed wrong, the only thing that would greet him and others was death.
Zeng Baichuan turned around and glanced at his junior fellow apprentices. What he saw were pale faces and pairs of eyes looking directly at him. This made Zeng Baichuan's pressure suddenly double.
The voice seemed to disappear, and he did not speak again, as if waiting for Zeng Baichuan's answer.
There was no sound in the entire passage. All they could hear was the violent heartbeat and the sound of sweat dripping on the floor.
As if a century had passed, Zeng Baichuan finally gritted his teeth and made a hoarse sound.
"Senior, please come out and meet me!"
After saying this, Zeng Baichuan almost collapsed, and several junior brothers also opened their eyes and stared at the darkness ahead, as if they wanted to use their eyes to drive away the darkness in front of them.
As soon as Zeng Baichuan finished speaking, the sound of footsteps suddenly sounded in the darkness.
The sound of footsteps was extremely slow, but to a few people's ears it was like the call of death, constantly hovering in their ears.
The footsteps finally stopped, and an old man in a white robe appeared in front of everyone. The old man had silky silver hair and a faint smile. He stared at everyone with a pair of deep eyes. Between the old man's faint smile, there was a suffocating pressure.
Like a towering giant mountain, it swallowed up several people in an instant.
"Die!" As soon as the old man appeared, a thick light blue fog suddenly burst around him, and then the blue fog dispersed with a snap, turning into countless dazzling blue flying swords.
The blue flying sword was so fluorescent that it actually illuminated the entire passage in a faint blue. Under the strong light, the flying swords of Zeng Baichuan and others became pale, and a vast energy that destroyed the world and destroyed the world was emitted from the flying sword.
It brought about bursts of sword sounds.
Zeng Baichuan cried, who is this old man? On the countless flying swords, he saw death. This kind of tyrannical strength that makes the world tremble, I'm afraid not even the leader can have it.
"Senior, have mercy on me. I will retreat right now. I will never disturb Senior Qingxiu again!" Zeng Baichuan was so anxious that he knelt down on the ground with a thud. The other juniors followed suit one by one.
The old man frowned slightly and hesitated for a moment: "Forget it! Today is my 3,000th birthday. I don't want to kill anyone rashly. If you are delaying me, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
"Yes, yes, senior, please calm down. Junior will exit your cave right now. Junior thanks senior for not killing."
Zeng Baichuan and others broke out in a cold sweat. When they heard that things had turned around, they kowtowed like chickens eating rice, then hurriedly turned around and wanted to exit the passage.
But when they turned around, they saw a man in black robes whose face could not be seen clearly standing behind them.
The man in black robe smiled sinisterly, and without waiting for everyone's reaction, he raised one hand, and more than twenty yellow talismans were like thunder on a sunny day, detonating in front of everyone in an instant. In an instant, the passage was filled with spiritual energy, wind, fire, thunder, water, and all kinds of immortal magic.
They exploded one after another, and the powerful force seemed like an angry beast that wanted to eat everyone alive.
"Defense!" Zeng Baichuan was shocked, and the small shield on his body slammed in front of him, but the incident happened suddenly, and the few people were not in a hurry to prepare. Even though they tried their best, they were still blown up by the sudden large number of talismans.
The blood boils.
Among them, the fat man and the black-faced man were directly killed on the spot. The remaining three people's defensive weapons were destroyed, they were knocked out several meters, and they were left with scars from the explosion.
The old man in white robe looked at the battle not far away, his brows knitted together, he looked at the man in black robe thoughtfully, and said in a deep voice.
"Little boy, my cave is where you go wild? Do you want to die?"
The man in black robe did not look at the old man, but slowly walked towards Zeng Baichuan and the two Lingyun Sect disciples who were lying on the ground.
"Senior, help me!" Zeng Baichuan was greatly damaged by the attack just now and was unable to fight anymore. He could only ask for help from the old man, hoping that the old man would lend a helping hand and kill the man in black.
But what surprised everyone was that the old man had no intention of taking action and just glared at the man in black robe.
The man in black robe walked up to the Lingyun Sect disciple in a few steps, grabbed it with one hand, and a long sword appeared in his palm. Then he raised the sword and dropped it, with a muffled sound and blood splashing everywhere. A Lingyun Sect disciple only
Before he could even let out a scream, his head was beheaded.
Zeng Baichuan and the remaining famous disciple of Lingyun looked at the incoming man in horror. Regardless of their serious injuries, they forcibly propped up their bodies with both hands and walked backwards.
"Ah 7e" There was another scream, and another Lingyun Sect disciple also died in the hands of the black-robed man. At this time, the only living people in the field were Zeng Baichuan, the old man, and the black-robed man.
"You, who are you? I have no enmity with you, why do you do this?"
Zeng Baichuan's hands were bruised from the force of pushing his body, but he seemed to be unconscious and looked at the man in black robes with horror in his eyes.
"Senior Brother Zeng, how come you don't recognize me so quickly? I miss you so much!"
As he spoke, the man in black robe took off the black cloth from his head, and a familiar face appeared in front of Zeng Baichuan.
"Chen, Chen Feng?" After Zeng Baichuan saw Chen Feng's face, his face turned pale, and then he exclaimed: "Junior brother Chen, you, you misunderstood, it's not me who wants to kill you, it's Lu Zhong, this is all
What Lu Zhong did was to bribe me with pills. I just want to teach you a lesson and have no intention of killing you!"
"Is this important?" Chen Feng raised the corner of his mouth slightly, his eyes flashed fiercely, and holding the flaming diamond sword that was still bleeding, he walked slowly to Zeng Baichuan, and finally waved the long sword in his hand and said in a deep voice.
