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Of course, they still had their final trump card and their greatest advantage. That was, they had underestimated them. The other side didn't know that their true strength was greatly different from what it looked like, and furthermore, they didn't know that there was a hidden killer that could appear at any time.

Although Lan Hua's primordial spirit was only at the middle stage of the Holy Spirit Realm, so it might not be a fatal threat to a mid stage Holy Lord's primordial spirit, but the opponent did not have any primordial spirit attack methods, much less a divine weapon like the Crimson Nimbus's. To an enemy like this, Lan Hua was like an indestructible maggot attached to his bones. He could continuously attack the opponent, but the opponent could do nothing to him!

The old man didn't seem to care about the five of them at all, and laughed out loud, "Oh right, you don't even know my name, and I won't tell you about it. I won't let you die in peace, you won't even know who killed you. However, after I kill you all, I will continue to cultivate. Before long, another Saint Ruler or even Saint realm expert will appear in Holy Realm! "

"Are you done talking?" Lan Feng sneered, spitting out his Baihui acupoint, causing the Violet Sky Slaying Immortal Sword to float above his head: "Finished farting, can we begin the fight?"

"You!"

"Fuck you!"

The old man had only spat out one word when Mo Yan had already smashed his fist at him loudly. Lan Feng and Fire Cloud Saint Dragon, who had a tacit understanding of each other long ago, were released at the same time.

The Violet Sky Slaying Immortal Sword released a ray of green, red and yellow light. It turned into two, then into three, then into a thousand, as thousands of sword auras surrounded the surrounding thousands of meters.

The Fire Cloud Saint Dragon released a dragon's roar, transforming into a thousand-meter-long main body on the spot, as it opened its mouth and spat out large mouthfuls of golden dragon flames towards its opponent. With a sweep of the dragon's tail, the air hummed as it tore through the air. Even the mountains thousands of meters below were blown away by the strong winds, creating a terrifying sound!

The elder's expression changed as he realized that the opponent's actual attack power was not as simple as it seemed. His original intention of underestimating the enemy immediately disappeared, but this wave of attacks had caught him off guard!

In the blink of an eye, Mo Yan had thrown out hundreds of punches with hundreds of millions of hot nine heavens true flame s on top of them, burning the opponent to the point of screaming. Just as he raised his sacred energy to block the scorching heat and clash with Mo Yan's fist, Lan Feng and the Fire Cloud Saint Dragon's attacks were already in front of him!

"Seniors, why aren't you making a move!"

Lan Feng bellowed, and retracted the sword aura that he had released.

As he retracted his strength, the old man's attack suddenly slowed down, and the attack that was about to be launched abruptly disappeared. This caused him to feel as if he had eaten a fly, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

Just then, Yang Qing and Yang Qing's attacks swept over. Yang Qing used a flying sword and Mu Yuanzi used a spear. As if it had been practiced for a long time, the sword aura produced a large screen of swords, but a very thin shadow of a spear could be seen hidden behind it, like a snake with eyes that could shoot venom at any time.

"Boom!"

With his sword, he shattered the dragon flame that the Fire Cloud Saint Dragon spewed out, and the old man's fist and the dragon tail clashed head on. Amidst the loud sound, the Fire Cloud Saint Dragon's thousand-meter-long body was struck away, and traces of blood leaked out of its mouth.

If not for his extremely strong physical body, this punch would have severely injured him. Of course, the impact wasn't completely useless against the old man. After all, they were of the dragon race, and the fusion of their physical strength and Saint Force produced an extremely powerful attack.

In this short span of time, the attacks of the other four people came pouring in like water. They were all aimed at the vital spots on the Dantian and the head.

After losing their advantage, the five players' attacks violently surged like a torrential storm. The old man felt as if his hands and feet were tied. How could he display his full strength?

The Late Stage of Saint Lord was after all, a Late Stage of Saint Lord, so how could his strength be comparable to a Holy Spirit? If this disadvantage continued, he would very likely be defeated by a few Holy Spirits. Even if he survived, it would still be a shame!

He spat out a mouthful of golden Qi onto the flying sword in his hand, causing the sword glow to increase in intensity by three points. The attacks of the five people were repelled in succession, and they instantly appeared ten miles away with the Rainbow Transformation skill of a Saint Lord. Coming out of the encirclement, he was finally relieved, but his face was still pale. It was obvious that he was angry after being suppressed by the five Holy Spirits.

The five of them took a deep breath, raising their Saint Force in preparation to launch the next wave of attacks.

"You old bastard, didn't you just boast?" Mo Yan cackled, pointed at the old man and taunted: "What's wrong? Old people don't have any strength? Have you even lost that function? "

When the Fire Cloud Saint Dragon heard this, it immediately became happy, and followed up: "I wonder how many years this thing has not been used for, I'm afraid it's already rusted, hehe …"

There were really not many people with attainments in scolding people. Mo Yan was a reckless person, and Fire Cloud Saint Dragon was even more so. The two hooligans got together and cursed the old man to the point that his entire body was covered in wounds. He was so angry that his entire body started to tremble.

The burst of dark golden Saint Force caused the elder to shout out loud, "This father has underestimated you, but the result will not change." "Xia Long, and that dirty brat. I will let you all know the outcome of your words!"

After saying that, the figure disappeared into thin air, transforming into a golden rainbow and attacked with an inconceivable speed. An overwhelming sword aura enveloped all five of them!

The five of them turned pale with fright, and used all their might to welcome him, and just at this time, Lan Feng thought for a moment, and made his decision.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! The sounds of weapons colliding with each other and the ear-piercing sound of breaking air instantly became one. Just like a nuclear bomb falling from the sky, a mushroom cloud with a diameter of over a thousand meters rose straight into the sky.

Below them, a ten thousand meter tall mountain burst open, turning into dust and drifting away. The five of them were sent flying like shot bullets. Fresh blood gushed out of their mouths like they didn't need any money!

The old man was also knocked over a hundred meters back, and his face was a little pale. However, the arrogance and ridicule on his face was self-evident, and he shouted loudly, "You guys are dead for sure, going against me! So what if these five holy spirits were more powerful than their cultivation realms? "Aren't you going to die under my sword! Still!"

"Chi!"

A small pitch-black sword that was less than three inches long had pierced the back of his head without leaving a trace. Strangely, there was not a single wound on his opponent's head. However, the small sword had penetrated his head!

Lan Hua shot his body and retreated a hundred meters back with a dark smile. The old man let out an ear-piercing scream, blood gushing out from his seven orifices as he almost fell down from the sky.

"Die!"

Lan Feng shouted with his sword, although Yang Qing and Mu Yuanzi did not know what had happened, but they had seen Lan Hua's real body, so they naturally knew that he had injured the enemy. The five of them suppressed their internal injuries, bursting out with all their Saint Force, launching the strongest blow they could muster.

The old man roared out mournfully, blood essence gushing out, the small silver sword followed the blood essence and was forced out of his body, spinning back into Lan Hua's hands.

With his primordial spirit injured, how could he dare to fight against these five?

After a long roar, he turned into a rainbow and flew away, leaving behind a sentence, "I will not rest until I have killed all of you. If I miss today, I will find you guys for revenge!"

If it was him at his peak, Lan Hua's strength would never be able to break through his defense. But with Lan Feng and the other four attacking him, his Qi became unstable, and seeing that the five of them were heavily injured, he relaxed, and a hole immediately appeared in his defense.

During the instant where the two parties were fighting, Lan Hua had already sneaked out of Lan Feng's body. When the old man was feeling full of himself, Lan Hua attacked with all his might!

The difference in cultivation level between the two was simply too great. With a difference of more than a stage, it was already a blessing that he could be injured. It would be impossible to kill him. This was already the best ending.

The five of them awkwardly returned to their cave abode. The aftermath of the battle had caused 90% of the array outside to be damaged. Fortunately, these formations were blocking the way, otherwise, even the cave would have been reduced to ashes.

After stabilizing his injuries, Yang Qing started to talk about everything that had happened in the past few years, which was pretty much the same as what Lan Feng had guessed.

After their fruitless pursuit of the old man, the two had spent hundreds of years in seclusion to break through to the Holy Spirit Stage, before returning to that cave again. Unfortunately, only ninety percent of the people inside were left, and not many ores remained. In the end, the two of them found a place to stay in seclusion. After more than twenty thousand years, with the help of the Lotus Seed, they finally reached the strength of a Saint Soul expert. Only then did they come out to look for the old man.

Who would've thought that after thinking that his strength had greatly increased, he would encounter an opponent that was far stronger than them? He'd nearly fallen into a dead end.

Yang Qing still remembered the killing intent that Lan Feng released that made his heart tremble all those years ago. Looking back at this day, the child who was unable to withstand one blow from him all those years ago had obviously surpassed him. At the same time, he secretly made up his mind.

On the other hand, Mu Yuanzi had made him discouraged in this battle.

Mu Yuanzi left, and after some discussion, they still felt that the Wood Bursting Mountain was the most suitable place for them to hide. Moreover, if that old man were to be defeated, even if he were to seek revenge, he would never imagine that they would still be here.

As a result, the five opened up another cave in the middle of the hundred thousand mountains. Without any special procedures or inquiries, Yang Qing became a member of this small group.

The biggest impact that this battle had on the five of them was their lack of strength. Yang Qing was slightly better, as they had to face not only this old man who had increased his strength, but also the stronger Saint Hong Yu, who was eyeing them covetously. He had to increase his strength as soon as possible. Otherwise, he might run into a mortal enemy one day and lose his life.