An old man with silver hair stepped out of the ripples.
His whole face was filled with anger.
A majestic momentum burst out from his body, spreading around like ripples in circles.
"Get out of here, old man!"
The silver-haired old man roared angrily, and an invisible energy flew out of his mouth like a cannonball, hitting Nangong Qiu who had just launched an attack on Gu Xuan.
Nangong Qiu, who looked confused, was immediately knocked away.
Bang!
He landed heavily and spat out a mouthful of blood again.
Gu Xuan only felt his heart tremble suddenly. Even with the silver-haired old man's blow, he could not clearly see the trajectory of the attack.
Too fast!
This was a blow that was impossible to block, let alone dodge.
Even he himself had no room to resist in the face of such a fast attack.
Fortunately, the silver-haired old man didn't seem to want to kill anyone. Nangong Qiu just spit out a mouthful of blood and was not seriously injured.
"What do you think this is? A hunting ground?
In all my years of living, I have never seen you so greedy, actually snatching the treasures from a group of puppets here?
Not to mention robbing, I have already cleared the level by robbing, but I still don’t go to the next area and want to go back and continue robbing, which is simply unreasonable!”
The silver-haired old man had an angry look on his face. The more he spoke, the angrier he became. He opened his mouth and spat out another stream of invisible energy.
Bang!
This time, Ximen Feng was knocked away.
puff!
He also spit out a mouthful of blood.
Gu Xuan felt his heart tremble suddenly again.
This old man always starts to sneer at every disagreement. This is something you can't afford to offend. You can't afford to offend him.
Gu Xuan quickly sent a message to everyone in the Sanxian Alliance: "What are you still doing? Go to the next area quickly!
Otherwise, I should be the next one to vomit blood!"
When a famous casual cultivator heard this, he looked like he was a thief and walked forward cautiously.
Soon, everyone in the Sanxian Alliance left the area.
Only Ximen Feng and Nangong Qiu still looked at the silver-haired old man with confused expressions on their faces.
Not only were they confused, but they were also aggrieved.
The two of them did not wantonly snatch the weapons and space rings from the puppets. This old man was clearly targeting them!
The old man didn't even look at Young Master Xuan, who stole the most things!
What is this?
"Senior, it was not us who stole the puppets' things. Did you beat the wrong person?"
Although he didn't know who this old man was, Nangong Qiu finally couldn't bear it anymore and bravely explained.
The silver-haired old man snorted coldly.
"You're the ones I'm going to beat! I'm just treating you like chickens and killing them to show the monkeys!
If you don't do this, can that kid be scared away?
If he doesn't leave, I will kill all my puppet army!"
Nangong Qiu and Ximen Feng felt bitter in their mouths and bitter in their hearts.
They want to cry now.
Even the warriors of the two major Zhenjie Palaces felt huge injustice from the two palace masters.
"Can't you just beat that Young Master Xuan?
He did everything, why should he beat us?"
Nangong Qiu was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.
This old man is so unreasonable.
So what did Mr. Xuan do to deserve your partiality?
The silver-haired old man looked helpless and sighed.
"There's nothing I can do, I would have beaten me if I could.
I am the spirit of the sacred tree, and Young Master Xuan is the guardian of the sacred tree. No matter what you say, he is considered half of us, right?
There are a total of five areas within the thousand-foot radius of the sacred tree.
Due to the rules in this first and second area, I am not allowed to beat him.
So I can only wrong you."
Nangong Qiu and Ximen Feng looked at each other. Even though they felt extremely wronged in their hearts, they didn't care at the moment.
They only care about two things.
First of all, this old man turned out to be the spirit of the sacred tree!
Secondly, that Young Master Xuan is actually the guardian of the sacred tree!
These two pieces of news are both too big.
Especially the fact that Young Master Xuan is the guardian of the sacred tree is incredible to them.
He was obviously here to steal the fruits of the sacred tree, so how could he become a guardian?
If he is really the guardian of the sacred tree, then who can defeat him?
This news must be delivered to the Archangel as soon as possible!
When the two of them were shocked, their minds were already confused. How could they imagine that anyone could become the so-called guardian of the sacred tree?
Not only Gu Xuan, but also Chong Yiyi and his group of more than a dozen people are all guardians of the sacred tree.
"You should leave here quickly, the Holy Lord is coming soon.
I still have to make preparations to welcome them.
Seeing that you have been wronged, I will restrain the puppets and stop attacking you.
Let’s go quickly and head to the next area.”
The silver-haired old man urged with a kind-hearted look.
The expressions of the two people from Zhenjie Mansion changed at the same time.
"Thank you, senior, for reminding me!"
Ximen Feng and Nangong Qiu also jumped up from the ground. Although they still had many doubts in their hearts, they obviously had no chance to ask.
"Let's go!"
The two waved their hands at the same time and led the two people from Zhenjie Mansion to the next area quickly.
At this time, there were only twenty-one people left in the two major Zhenjie Mansion, which was even less than the number of people in the Sanxian Alliance.
Seeing everyone disappear, a gleam flashed in the eyes of the silver-haired old man.
His hands began to form complex and mysterious seals.
Streams of energy flew out of his body and kept spinning around him.
His body shape turned from one into two, and from two into four.
In just a moment, four silver-haired old men appeared here.
The aura of everyone has weakened.
Compared with his previous heyday, only about a quarter is left.
The four silver-haired old men disappeared without a trace at the same time amid a ripple in space.
At this moment, from the first fallen leaf area, figures broke into the undead area.
These figures were divided into two camps.
The two camps are far apart and seem to be on guard against each other at all times.
They are the warriors of Blood Temple and Blood Soul Temple.
The leaders are naturally Shen Gonghu and Leng Qingwu.
The two camps were at war, and they seemed unwilling to give up until a winner was determined.
However, after fighting for a long time, the two palace masters finally stopped the fighting.
If we keep fighting, we don't know how much time it will take.
Of course, the most important point is that the outside environment is no longer suitable for them to continue fighting.
The war between the four holy kings spread too far.
Whether it was the Blood Soul Temple or the Blood Temple, there were warriors who were affected and died, and they had to leave.
If most of the people die before entering the second area, how can we compete with other forces for treasures?
As soon as the people from the two halls entered here, groups of puppets rushed over, seemingly trying to annihilate them.
At this time, the first area, and even the islands outside, were already in darkness, with no light from the sun or the moon.
As if the archangel had transformed into a holy horse, he used an extremely powerful technique to suppress the Headless Horseman.
As the leader of the great messengers of heaven, the archangel seems to have a halo of restraint, able to suppress all undead warriors.
However, the Headless Horseman was not a vegetarian. Although he was suppressed, he still held on to the door, as if invisible walls were formed around his body.
No matter how fierce the archangel's attack is, he can't be seriously injured!
"Archangel, how about we stop?
We are two great saint-level warriors. Even if our strength is not at its peak, a skinny camel is still bigger than a horse. We have been fighting here. If our meat is eaten by a group of juniors, where will our face go?"
The Headless Horseman has felt vaguely uneasy since just now.
He knew very well that something must have happened to his undead army.
But as for what it is, I'm afraid we won't know until we enter the next area.
Now, I can only hope to make this archangel stop.
The archangel frowned slightly.
The power of this headless horseman exceeded his imagination.
Even though the energy in his body has some restraint on the Headless Horseman, this restraint is not fatal after all.
The fight continues, and the winner will not be decided for an hour or two.
Now that the Headless Horseman has given himself a step up, he can just give up temporarily.
He snorted coldly, didn't reply, and just passed through the area of fallen leaves and disappeared without a trace.
The Headless Horseman followed closely behind and disappeared without a trace.
"Damn it, they two actually left, why don't we give up for now?"
The Wudao Dragon King gasped and stared at the High Priest of the Li Clan. (To be continued)