Watching the old man rushing into Peng Beilin's sky, Lin Chen was surprised and happy.
From Taoyao's words, he probably guessed what was going on.
The old man is obviously an inner disciple of the sect to which Master Longfu Tiandi belongs, and the token in Tao Yao's hand can just be used to order inner disciples like him.
"Brother Lin, what happened?"
"Peng Beihu! Oops, how did he find this way?"
"That's Peng Beilin, the elder of Cangyang Sect! These guys are really lingering, what should we do now?"
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Not far away, figures one after another rushed over at great speed, they were members of the Red Eyed Golden Crow clan.
Wu Huan recognized Peng Beihu and his expression changed.
Someone else recognized Peng Beilin and became panicked.
You know, Peng Beilin's strength is even higher than that of Chen Shen!
In front of Chen Shen, Taoyao could still rescue people with the help of treasures, but it was almost impossible for Peng Beilin, who was at the seventh level of the God King Realm!
Some people had expressions of despair on their faces, knowing that in front of the seventh-level God King, there was no chance of escape!
"Don't panic! We have experts to help us today, just wait and see what happens."
Seeing that many members of the Red Eyed Golden Crow tribe looked frightened, Lin Chen could only comfort him.
In fact, he was not completely sure whether the old man could defeat Peng Beilin.
Seeing that the old man wanted to stand up for Lin Chen, Peng Beihu was panicked and quickly secretly sent a message to Peng Beilin that this man might be the Eternal God.
"Eternal Allah?"
Peng Beilin's pupils shrank, he looked at the old man carefully and said calmly, "This man is not simple, but he is definitely not the Eternal God! You were deceived by him."
"Cheated?"
Peng Beihu was a little annoyed at first, then he breathed a sigh of relief: "Just an ordinary god king?"
"Same level as me!" Peng Beilin replied seriously.
Peng Beihu's heart skipped a beat again.
The seventh-level god king is not an ordinary god king, but the most top existence in the god king level!
"Senior, you haven't forgotten me, have you? Back then, I treated you to a lot of good wine and delicious food." Peng Beihu said with a smile on his face.
The old man glanced at him indifferently: "I don't remember. There are so many ants who want to have a relationship with me that I can't remember them."
Peng Beihu cursed in his heart, this old guy had been eating and drinking at his place for a long time, but how long had it passed before he turned into a forgotten ant?
It's really faster to fall out than to flip through a book!
Now that his younger brother was present, Peng Beihu felt somewhat confident, and his face immediately turned cold:
"This matter has nothing to do with you, senior. I advise you not to interfere!"
"Whether I get involved or not, it's not the turn of a loser like you to point fingers at me. Or do you plan to fight me yourself?" the old man said coldly.
Peng Beihu was very angry, but he didn't dare to answer the question.
Facing a seventh-level god-king, he was inevitably a little afraid, and he didn't want to be resented by such a cultivator whose strength was far superior to his own.
Peng Beilin sighed in his heart when he saw this scene.
My elder brother seems to be fearless on weekdays, but in fact he lacks courage and vigor. To put it simply, he is too precious about his life!
A Taoist who cherishes his life too much will not be able to achieve greatness unless he really has an incredible opportunity.
"Do you have to take care of this matter?" Peng Beilin asked.
The old man looked at him: "You must control it!"
Swish! Swish! Swish——
Streams of light flew out from Peng Beilin's body, and they were six identical bronze long swords.
Seeing this scene, Peng Beihu quickly retreated a distance to avoid being implicated.
The old man's eyes were bright: "Six low-grade Hongmeng treasures, and it seems that these six low-grade Hongmeng treasures can be said to be one body? You do have some good things on you!"
The combined power of these six long swords is not as powerful as the mid-grade Hongmeng Arcana, but it is obviously much stronger than the six unrelated low-grade Hongmeng Arcana.
The old man was a little annoyed when he was ordered by Taoyao to help out, but now he thought about it, since he was going to offend the Cangyang Sect anyway, he might as well grab everything from this guy without stopping!
Although they are both seventh-level divine kings, in the eyes of the old man from the divine realm, Peng Beilin is equivalent to a country bumpkin, and there is no way he can be compared with him.
Buzz——
Peng Beilin did not answer, and the six long swords trembled slightly.
The originally cloudless and clear sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and a wave of sword intent so sharp that it made people tremble, shrouding everyone's hearts.
Before Peng Beilin took action, this aura alone had already made many people weak in fear and quickly retreated some distance away.
"Sea-shattering Sword Formation!"
Peng Beilin waved his hand, and the six long swords disappeared at the same time.
In an instant, the space in all directions of the old man was shattered, and terrifying chaotic air flow surged out like a wave, accompanied by a sound like a tsunami.
The six long swords appeared in the chaotic airflow, and along with the chaotic airflow, the old man's figure was swept in. It looked like a small human being swallowed by the angry ocean.
The figure of the old man disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye!
Seeing this scene, Lin Chen grabbed Tao Yao's hand and hesitated whether he should run away immediately.
However, the next scene made him breathe a sigh of relief.
Bang——!!
A dazzling light burst out from the place where the old man disappeared.
Then, as if the sea was frozen into a glacier, the chaotic airflow was frozen directly, and with a loud noise, it turned into countless light spots and dissipated.
The six long swords flew back.
The figure of the old man appeared in people's sight again.
In his hand, there was a strange weapon.
It's a "spear" that looks like a writing brush, is made of jade, and is taller than the old man!
"Hmph! Want to escape? You are mine now!"
The old man looked at the six long swords that were flying back to Peng Beilin like frightened hounds, and couldn't help but sneered.
He was like a peerless painter, dancing with the spear in his hand, and violent energy spread out from the end of the spear, like ink, and in the blink of an eye, it was painted into a dragon head as huge as a hill.
The dragon head roared and flew towards the six long swords, and its body was continuously drawn in the old man's pen!
In the blink of an eye, the six long swords were overtaken by the giant dragon and swallowed in one gulp!
Seeing this scene, Peng Beilin's expression changed drastically. Just when he was about to make a move, he saw the old man sneered and drew a chain in the air.
One end of the chain penetrated into the space, and at the same time, it penetrated Peng Beilin's chest, and tied Peng Beilin tightly in the blink of an eye.
"Mid-grade Hongmeng treasure!" Peng Beilin stared at the spear in the old man's hand, or should I say it was a giant writing brush, his eyes full of annoyance, as if to say that the old man could take advantage in the blink of an eye, just with the help of foreign objects.