Immortal Martial Venerable

The people in Misty City are unparalleled in the world. Pan Hong trapped Dongfang Yu with unpredictable magic and supernatural powers, and the performance of another young monk from Misty City was even more surprising. An ancient bronze clock of the same size.

Amidst the deafening bells, the giant bronze bell was blasted directly towards the inn. The disciple who made the attack, as if struck by lightning at the same time, shook his body, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

The ancient bronze clock was related to his aura, and the shock to the ancient clock naturally shocked him as well. Novel chapters are updated the fastest

He wanted to call back his magic weapon, but the power of that Piaomiao City disciple's punch was too great. Suddenly, the huge bronze bell the size of a hill escaped from the control of the disciple from the Eastern family.

The ancient bronze bell was surrounded by rays of light, revealing huge power fluctuations. If it hit the inn, it would definitely destroy the entire inn in an instant.

All the monks watching from a distance couldn't help but exclaimed. Gu Fei on the opposite street was still not surprised. He knew that the real strongman of the Eastern family hadn't come out yet.

, the old ones will naturally jump out.

Sure enough, when the ancient bronze clock was about to hit the wall of the inn, with a sound of "Bump!", the ancient bronze clock as big as a hill was blocked by an unpredictable force. "Fiction" novel chapters are updated the fastest

The giant clock seemed to hit an invisible wall, and ripples visible to the naked eye spread out.

At this time, the young expert from the Eastern family had already slowed down, and quickly pointed at the ancient bronze clock, and the ancient bronze clock immediately flew back towards the young expert.

When the bronze ancient clock was flying towards the young expert from the Dongfang family, it was shrinking and was swallowed by the young expert.

Obviously, this young expert from the Dongfang family is also a cultivator, and has already cultivated to the point where he can put magic weapons into his body.

The magic weapon of the ascetic is to be condensed and nourished day and night with one's own true essence and mana, and the advanced ascetic usually has the means to put the magic weapon into the body.

The magic weapon put into the body is not the same as Gu Fei's, which can melt the magic weapon into the flesh and bones, but to open up a place in the body, and then wrap the magic weapon with mana and essence all the time, and practice it into The natal magic weapon that is closely related to oneself.

Piaomiao City disciple Pan Hong and others saw that the bronze ancient clock was blocked, they couldn't help but change their expressions, obviously some masters made a move in secret.

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But Pan Hong didn't stop because of this, the black light covering Dongfang Yu was still shrinking, and Dongfang Yu's figure had long been invisible to everyone. The purpose of Pan Hong and others is very clear, that is to establish prestige.

However, everyone was able to hear Dongfang Yu's exclamation and roar, constantly coming from the black light curtain. The black light curtain is miraculous, it seems to be able to swallow and block any power.

Dongfang Yu was enveloped by the black light curtain shot by Panhong, and he was completely powerless to fight back, and he was about to lose his strength. Several other young masters from the Dongfang Family wanted to rescue Dongfang Yu, but the people from Piaomiao City on the opposite side were watching. Once they made a move, the other party would definitely make a move.

All of a sudden, both sides stood up, neither daring to act rashly.

At this moment, a chilling snort came from the inn, and a terrifying coercion came out from the inn, so heavy that everyone couldn't breathe.

A black middle-aged man came out slowly from the inn. I saw this middle-aged man with a ruddy complexion and black hair neatly scattered behind him. However, his eyes were very vicissitudes, which did not match his appearance. The ages are clearly inconsistent.

"The old one came out." In the tea shop on the opposite street, Gu Fei secretly looked at the middle-aged man, and he secretly speculated that this is definitely a terrifying strong man.

The middle-aged man exuded a vague aura from all over his body, but this aura gave people a feeling of turbulence, as dignified as a mountain.

"Enough!" The middle-aged man said indifferently, and then waved his hand casually, the black light curtain covering Dongfang Yu immediately shattered with a "chi!" into the void.

The spell was broken, Pan Hong's body flickered, and he took a step back, his face was flushed, as if he was drunk.

"Senior Brother!" The few Piaomiao City disciples couldn't help being startled, and they all took a step forward.

The black light curtain exploded, revealing Dongfang Yu inside. He was already on the ground, the ground around him was broken, and cracks spread to all sides.

"I have seen the ancestor!" The disciple of the Dongfang family hurriedly bowed to the middle-aged man respectfully.

"Unexpectedly, it turned out to be an old monster!" In the tea shop on the opposite street, Gu Fei's heart trembled, secretly glad that he didn't make a move.

Based on his original plan, if there hadn't been a conflict between the disciples of Piaomiao City and the disciples of the Dongfang Family, he would have stepped forward to find fault with the Dongfang Noble Family just like Pan Hong and the others did.

A group of monks watching from a distance also whispered, "Old Ancestor", what is that concept? This middle-aged man is definitely a rare peerless expert.

"I've seen you, senior!" Pan Hong's Piaomiao City disciples put away their arrogance at this time, and saluted the middle-aged man solemnly.

In the cultivation world, all monks value only one thing, and that is strength. The weak will not be valued or even despised, but the strong can be respected by everyone.

"Hmph! The people in Misty City finally can't bear the loneliness, do they want to be born?" The middle-aged man said coldly, the coercion emanating from the invisible made people palpitate.

A layer of cold sweat had already oozed from Panhong's forehead, and he didn't seem to have imagined that in the inn, there was a peerless powerhouse of the level of "Old Ancestor".

"Senior, you were joking. I am in Misty City, and I am not hidden in the world, so how can I say I was born?" Pan Hong said neither humble nor overbearing.

A look of appreciation flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man, and he nodded secretly. This junior, it seems that it is not simple, he said: "I am too lazy to care about your affairs in Misty City, but if you want to use my Eastern family to stand up, think If my Eastern family is easy to bully, then it is a big mistake."

"I will remember the teachings of the seniors. When I go back, I must tell my teachers to know, so that the teachers know what the seniors mean!" Pan Hong said after hearing the words.

"presumptuous!"

"Bold!"

Seeing Pan Hong being so rude, those young masters from the Dongfang family couldn't help scolding. Pan Hong's words actually had a meaning, which made the members of the Dongfang family extremely annoyed.

The middle-aged man smiled, and said disapprovingly: "The disciples of Piaomiao City are really extraordinary. If all the disciples of Piaomiao City are like you, it seems that it is not impossible for Piaomiao City to become the overlord of the Central Plains!"

The words of the middle-aged man have a lot of meaning.

Pan Hong and the few Piaomiao City disciples couldn't help but change their faces. They knew that the words of the middle-aged man were obviously in praise of them, but they were actually meant for the monks watching around.

Overlord of the Central Plains? Don't think about it, for thousands of years, there have been many amazing and brilliant figures in the cultivation world, and I have never seen anyone who can dominate the cultivation world.

If the middle-aged man said so, wouldn't that push Piaomiao City to the cusp of the storm and become the target of public criticism? Although Piaomiao City is strong and ambitious, it does not dare to openly challenge the entire cultivation world.

"Senior and junior, I'm leaving. I hope I can compete with the masters of the Eastern family next time." Pan Hong knew that he couldn't please him today, so he wanted to leave.

Heroes don't suffer from immediate disadvantages, this old monster of the "ancestor" level, I am afraid that he can crush several of them to death with one finger, and it is the kind of dead that can't die anymore.

"Very good, welcome to discuss, but, like today's incident, I hope it won't happen again." The middle-aged man said indifferently, he seemed to have some scruples, and didn't want to embarrass these disciples of Misty City.

Pan Hong took a few juniors and left quickly. They didn't seem to want to stay in Beiling City anymore, but they walked directly towards the gate of the city. The monks who were watching hurriedly made way for them to pass.

The middle-aged man then turned around and walked into the inn, and the excitement disappeared like this. The onlookers gradually dispersed.

"I didn't expect such a terrifying strongman from the Eastern family. I'm afraid the Northland will be in chaos." An old monk sighed in the tea shop.

In the tea shop opposite the inn, Gu Fei was not alone, several monks were also chatting in the tea shop, whispering what happened just now.

"Old Xu, don't talk about it. We can't talk about that kind of powerhouse. Be careful not to be heard by people from the Eastern family and cause trouble." A middle-aged monk opposite the old man whispered.

"Yeah! That's right!" The old monk named Lao Xu nodded and stopped talking.

Gu Feijue, the cultivation of these two monks is not high, and they have not even awakened to my realm. The path of cultivation is like tens of thousands of people crossing a single-plank bridge. Those who can achieve success are, after all, a minority.

Especially for some casual practitioners, there is no good cultivation experience, and there is no source of cultivation that can be used. Those who can achieve success can add less.

Looking at the clothes of these two monks, these two monks should be casual monks.

Gu Fei paid for the tea and walked out of the tea shop. He changed his appearance, and he was not afraid to recognize himself. At this time, Dongfang Chen's figure had already disappeared in the inn.

Today, Gu Fei has gained a lot. He knows that an old monster of the "ancestor" level has come to the Dongfang family. A peerless powerhouse of this level is terrifying.

Things seem to be re-planned, after all, there is an old monster sitting in the inn, I am afraid that once I enter the inn, I will be detected by this peerless powerhouse.

In front of such a peerless powerhouse, he has only one choice, and that is - escape. There is no escape, and there is only one end, and that is—death!

Gu Fei looked at the opposite inn, pondered for a while, and then headed towards the city gate.