Chapter 1582

"Do the last few things for the family." The old madman sighed that he was going to die. His body and soul were separated and his body was confused. He often fried the furnace in alchemy. The soul has been hiding on the hidden sword peak, and has become a respected elder.

In fact, only the ghost in white knows how tired this way of living is.

Today, he, who swore that he could not use a sword, would do so.

Once he takes out the sword, it is estimated that the position of elder Taishang will be suspended.

If you don't leave, you will die.

"Little guy, you have Dongyue in your hand." The old madman narrowed his eyes and opened his mouth.

Dongwudao holds a small mountain in his hand. It is said that it was made by a Supreme Master who could refine one of the five mountains in Tianyuan.

The size of Dongyue has surpassed the hidden sword peak!

If such a heavy treasure is pressed down, it is estimated that the foundation is difficult to resist.

Dong Wudao looked at the old madman, with a look of disdain on his face, and even didn't bother to say a word with the old madman.

If he knew that the soul of the old madman was actually Zhao Wuji, the second in the world, he did not know what he would feel.

"You old madman, if you lose, you will lose. You don't need to make trouble!" Elder Liu exclaimed. He heard that the old madman had been building a foundation half a step, but later he was injured and fell into the realm. He heard that he had lost his memory.

He's here now, and he's just cutting food for the other side.

The old madman looked at elder Liu, his eyes were very flat, as if he had not heard what elder Liu was saying.

He hit a hache, seems to be a little tired, a squint to sleep appearance, toward the xianmeng group of people.

Several people including the old ghost of the nether world laughed, and then a group of people from xianmeng also laughed at him.

"Where are so many crooked melons and split dates from the North sword immortal gate? Do you want a dozen or ten?"

In the immortal alliance, an elder who built the foundation half step by step opened his mouth.

The final result of this half step foundation competition is really doomed. It is impossible for beijianxianmen to win.

Dongwudao is able to control Dongdao Xianmen's treasure, Dongyue, beijianxianmen's twelve swords and Donghuang bell. How can you win.

Ten people in the East have no way, even if they are strong in building foundations on the upper level, they can directly push them across.

This is the crushing Bureau, the strength of the two is not in the same level.

The old madman didn't seem to hear anything. He just walked on.

"Let me think again, how I drew my sword back then." The old madman said to himself, causing a group of people to laugh again.

Elder Liu and others are black, even if they lose, it's better than losing face in front of heroes in the world?

This old madman often explodes the furnace in alchemy and often makes mischief in the clan. If he had no mysterious relationship with the elder Taishang, the law enforcement hall would have shut him down.

"I haven't used a sword for a long time. I guess I've been forgotten about Zhao Wuji's Wuji sword." The old madman said in his heart.

Over the years, he did not dare to face a lot of things. He had been paralyzing himself by refining alchemy and frying furnaces. Like a ghost in white, he spent his days studying the ghost mountain array.

The two of them really lived too long and too hard.

However, Bai Yi wants to rob the apprentice of the demon king with him, and he can't agree with him. In his opinion, although the power of Dan Dao to control heaven and earth is very powerful, how can Kendo be worse than cutting everything?

"Jie Jie, old ghost, today's fairyland assembly, I'll take you to sacrifice my ghost banner!" Seeing that the old madman stepped into a certain distance, the old ghost of the nether world called out the ghost flag directly and waved it to the old madman without saying a word.

Huge ghost gas rushed directly, even if it was elder Liu and others, their faces changed in an instant.

Even they may not be able to resist the ghost flag of the old ghost.

However, the old madman was still calm and said:

"if you bury the sword, the heaven and the earth, you can't be buried as a little ghost monk."

The old madman pulled out his burial sword behind his back and waved the ghost flag.

"Chop!"

This word is clear and powerful, as if it contains the law of heaven. The sword is turbulent and roaring.

Click!

A sword light flashed by, and the ghost flag was directly cut into two sections. Even the flag pole was eroded by the sword spirit and filled with cracks.

Poof!

Forced into the nether world, the old ghost spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his face was extremely pale.

His original magic weapon was destroyed by someone just like this?

How powerful is this old guy?

The whole scene was silent and dead. No one thought that a black and blue-faced sick rice seedling directly took the gray sword behind him, and with a gentle wave, he cut off the ghost's original magic weapon.

What a fear, what a horror?

"This Kendo In the air, the pupils of the eight real people shrank sharply, as if thinking of something, his face changed, and he felt incredible."Isn't this Zhao Wuji's Kendo?" He breathed so fast that he suddenly looked at the hidden sword peak and felt that there was great terror in it.

"I'm old. I haven't used my sword for a long time. My hands are a little raw."

"But if you want to beat ten, you have to fight ten today." The old madman threw the compass in his hand to the sky, and the compass instantly became bigger and covered the sky.

It's like a dark cloud oppressing people.

Dong Wudao's face was extremely embarrassed. He didn't expect that the man who had been laughing directly was a top strong man.

He also pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger, which made him lose a member of the general.

"A quick decision."

This time, the nine of them put aside their contempt. They were clear about the level of cultivation of the old ghost of the nether world. However, the person who can make the old ghost seriously injured with one sword is absolutely not weak.

Besides, there are seven people in the northern sword immortal sect.

They're not going to be strong, they're going to do everything they can.

"Kill!"

Dongwudao holds Dongyue in his hand. His whole body is full of spiritual power and emits limitless light. He wants to suppress everything.

The compass on the top of his head began to rotate rapidly, sending out the power of seal directly, and began to suppress the strength of all the people in xianmeng.

"This old man is very strange. Everybody follow me and urge Dongyue!" Dong Wudao said.

The people of the immortal alliance cooperated with each other and directly used spiritual power to rush into Dongyue.

For a moment, the whole Dongyue was emitting golden light, and a heavy breath came to his face.

At the same time, due to the injection of endless spiritual power, it emits a strong light and repels the compass.

"Give me Suppress Dong Wudao and others bite their teeth and open their mouth, urging Dongyue to write to them.

Boom!

A huge mountain pressed against the eight people of beijianxianmen. It was as strong as a white haired monster and changed his face directly. In front of the startling blow of the strong man who built the foundation, he could not bear any strength to carry it back.

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