When Master Changmei heard this name, he took a breath of air.
Ye Qiu explained: "The elixir of immortality is also called the Golden Thread Resurrection Herb. Even if the soul is damaged, as long as you have a breath of air, you can live longer by taking it."
"So powerful?" Changmei Zhenren's eyes were fiery and he said eagerly: "Little bastard, we have to get this magical medicine."
Ye Qiu said: "It's not mature yet, wait until it matures to do it."
at this time.
"call out--"
Several powerful auras came quickly towards this side.
"somebody is coming."
Ye Qiu and Master Changmei hid.
The next moment, seven figures quickly appeared not far away, staring at the elixir of immortality on the stone, each of them with fiery eyes.
On their backs, they all carried a long sword.
"They are from the Qingyun Sword Sect." Master Changmei sent a message to Ye Qiu and said, "Now there is something good to watch."
After the seven disciples of Qingyun Sword Sect appeared, those people in the Ancient Holy Land immediately stood up and looked at the people of Qingyun Sword Sect with unkind eyes.
The group of people in the Ancient Holy Land was headed by a young man at the peak of Nascent Soul. He shouted at the people of Qingyun Sword Sect: "What do you want to do?"
The leader of the seven people from the Qingyun Sword Sect was also a young man. He sneered and said, "Let me introduce myself. My name is Chen Fan, and Chen Tianming is my cousin."
"I want to get this miracle medicine and give it to my cousin."
"I hope it's convenient for you."
The young man from the Ancient Holy Land shouted: "Do you know what first come, first served means?"
"I'm warning you, we discovered this miracle medicine."
"If you dare to rob, don't blame us for being rude."
Chen Fan laughed: "It's true that you discovered this miracle medicine, but have you obtained it?"
The young man from the ancient holy land said: "That's because it's not mature yet."
Chen Fandao: "Not only is it immature, it is also an ownerless thing. Whoever gets it will depend on his or her ability."
The face of the young man in the ancient holy land turned cold, and he said in a cold voice: "Everyone depends on their ability, right? Okay, let's see if you have this ability."
"However, I advise you to think carefully."
"There are only seven of you, and we have twice as many."
Chen Fan disagreed: "So what if there are twice as many? They are just a bunch of trash."
As soon as these words came out, the group of people in the ancient holy land all had fire in their eyes.
Although they are not as outstanding as Qitian Xiao Yichen, they are still considered geniuses in the ancient holy land. When they heard Chen Fan's words, they were all extremely angry.
"What a loud tone."
The young man from the Ancient Holy Land shouted: "Since your Qingyun Sword Sect is so powerful, why do you act like a coward when faced with the provocations from several of our major forces?"
Chen Fan's face darkened and he said: "A bunch of losers dare to say that we are a coward. It's unreasonable."
"I'm telling you, when my cousin gets the Dragon King's inheritance, he will get married to Saint Yunxi after he returns."
"When the time comes, my cousin will ask the sect leader to abdicate, and he will become the new sect leader of the Qingyun Sword Sect."
"When my cousin becomes the sect leader, he will wipe out all your major forces."
"You guys who are about to die, if you have any sense, get out of my way as soon as possible, otherwise, I will destroy you first."
Chen Fan's eyes revealed a strong murderous intent.
However, the group of people in the Ancient Holy Land refused to give in.
"A few Nascent Soul cultivators dare to speak arrogant words. It seems that your Qingyun Sword Sect is really getting worse and worse." The young man headed by the Ancient Holy Land said.
Chen Fan shouted: "A good dog doesn't block the road. Are you going to get out of the way?"
Hearing this, the faces of the group of people in the Ancient Holy Land were filled with murderous intent.
They actually called us dogs, seeking death.
"boom!"
At the same time, the people in the Ancient Holy Land were filled with fighting spirit. They did not speak, but showed their attitude with actions.
"You're not going to get out of the way, are you? Okay, very good, I'll kill you now."
Chen Fan's eyes were cold and he raised his hand and waved: "Kill!"
In an instant, the other six disciples of the Qingyun Sword Sect pulled out the long swords on their backs and killed them.
Not to be outdone, the disciples of the Ancient Holy Land also used their weapons to kill the opponent.
For a while, the sound of collision was endless.
A melee broke out, with both sides going back and forth, and the fight was fierce.
"Qiang!"
Chen Fan pulled out the long sword from behind and also killed.
It had to be said that this guy was arrogant and very strong, especially his swordsmanship, which was different from those that Ye Qiu had seen before.
In the past, Ye Qiu discovered from Yun Xi and other disciples of the Qingyun Sword Sect that the swordsmanship they used was upright and full of gentlemanly style.
The swordsmanship used by Chen Fan is cunning, sharp, insidious and ruthless, and all his moves are fatal. He looks less like a swordsman and more like a killer.
In the blink of an eye, four disciples from the Ancient Holy Land died under Chen Fan's sword.
"This kid is a ruthless character." Changmei Zhenren said.
Ye Qiu's face was expressionless. He glanced at the elixir of immortality on the stone and found that the color of the leaves was getting darker and darker.
"Almost mature."
Ye Qiu took another look at the battlefield.
So far, only one person from the Qingyun Sword Sect has died, but eight or nine people have died in the Ancient Holy Land, most of whom were killed by Chen Fan.
This guy's swordsmanship is tricky and strange, he can kill with one strike, and he is extremely ruthless.
After a while.
Suddenly, a strong fragrance spread, refreshing the heart.
Ye Qiu hurriedly raised his head and looked at the stone. He saw that the elixir of immortality was emitting a thick golden light. Every leaf seemed to be made of gold, shining like stars.
The miracle medicine is ripe!
At this time, the people from the Ancient Holy Land and the Qingyun Sword Sect stopped fighting and looked at the elixir of immortality.
Then, the two sides continued to fight to the death.
Chen Fan became more fierce and his attacks became more fierce. Within a moment, several more disciples from the Ancient Holy Land fell down.
Seeing how fierce the battle was, Master Changmei said, "You little bastard, take action!"
Unexpectedly, Ye Qiu said calmly: "There's no rush."
Master Changmei said: "While they are fighting, we secretly dig up the magic medicine. Isn't this good?"
Ye Qiu said: "Wait a little longer."
"What are you waiting for?" Master Changmei asked.
Ye Qiu said: "An opportunity."
"What chance?" Master Changmei looked puzzled.
"You will know when the time comes." Ye Qiu smiled and said, "Don't worry, the magic medicine will be ours sooner or later."
A few minutes passed.
There are more and more human corpses on the ground.
The scene was very bloody, with brains, severed bodies, broken corpses, and internal organs scattered everywhere, like a Shura field.
There are fewer and fewer people on the battlefield.
In the end, there were only three people left in the Qingyun Sword Sect, and only one person left in the Ancient Holy Land.
The only person alive in the Ancient Holy Land is the Nascent Soul peak monk who talked to Chen Fan before.
