Outside the colorful crossing, the rainbow-like mirage is continuous and beautiful, as if it is a rainbow country. The sunlight casts down and falls into the colorful mirages, and emits a colorful light.

The old man holding the sword was thinking, his steps were heavy, and slowly walked out of the colorful ferry. He could already confirm that the reincarnation of the three great gods must be hidden in the Bu Lao Mountain, but he still couldn't find a clue on how to enter Bu Lao Mountain.

"We must enter Mount Bu Lao and find them before the deity escapes from the trap. Otherwise, everything will probably be too late."

The old man holding the sword was thinking in his heart, and suddenly felt a sense of murderous aura. He stopped immediately and realized something was wrong.

It was too quiet outside, so quiet that there was no sound of the wind blowing. What made the old man holding the sword look solemn was that he did not see a few powerful demon clans accompanying him.

Outside the colorful crossing, there was a tranquility, and the heaven and earth were stern. The leaves that fell from somewhere were spinning, condensed their murderous intent and shot towards him. The old man holding the sword looked cold, and he seemed to be old, but his movements were not slow. He stepped on his feet and avoided the leaf sideways.

I don’t know where this leaf came from. Although the old man holding the sword avoided, the wind blewed on the leaves still cut a terrible bloody mouth on his cheek like a knife, dripping blood.

The old man holding the sword suddenly felt a sank in his heart, stood still, and said in a deep voice: "Who is the sacred? Since you are here, why bother to hide your head and tail? Come out."

The old man holding the sword said very calmly, but he was constantly thinking in his heart that at this time, in the demon world, there would be someone who wanted to kill him. But no matter who it was, it must be his crisis now.

With a thought in his mind, the old man holding the sword said with no humility or arrogance, and turned around and ran towards Wucai Ferry. But as soon as he ran a few steps, a sword light fell down fiercely. The old man holding the sword was shocked. He could barely turn around and fall. A donkey rolled over, and he didn't care about being embarrassed and avoided the sword.

"Who is it? Why do you want to kill me!"

The old man holding the sword shouted loudly, "Do you know that killing me is to be enemies of the heavens and all worlds and all living beings. No matter who you are, you will never escape the pursuit of the strong men of the heavens."

The old man holding the sword shouted violently and kept calculating in his mind. No matter who he wanted to kill, he knew that perhaps he could only escape after hiding in the Five Colorful Ferry.

Although he practices differently, he is transformed by a drop of blood from the deity. Even if Meng Shenji and others want to kill him, he also has a way to escape. However, this method cannot be revealed in front of others, and he must also find out who the other party is, because he still needs to hold the sword as the old man to fuel the fire. With the help of the powerful people in the heavens, he can complete the things he has taught, and there is no need to lose.

"I thought you were not good at practicing. But now it seems that although you do not have supernatural powers, your vision is indeed the best in the heavens and all worlds. You can avoid my attack, and you shouldn't be able to avoid this sword. Sure enough, you can't keep you alive."

A cold voice sounded, and a figure flashed and appeared in front of the old man holding the sword. At the same time, a figure also appeared behind the old man holding the sword. He held a long sword in his hand and blocked the path of the old man holding the sword's escape to the Wucai Ferry.

The two people, one man and one woman, are not handsome men and beautiful women, but they have their own temperament, which makes people dare not underestimate them. These two people are unknown in the heavens and all worlds, but the old man holding the sword just glanced at them, his eyes suddenly condensed, and he exhaled a long breath because he knew these two people.

The girl in front of her was only fifteen or sixteen years old, well-behaved and cute. Her originally lively eyes were much darker at this moment, and her small face was also cleared a lot. She should have been a lively girl, but at this moment she felt a little thinner than yellow flowers. She was a little sad, and she was flaunting her face on the girl, which made people feel a little distressed, and she wanted to reach out to smooth her frown eyebrows.

"Swallow the treasure."

The old man holding the sword sighed in his heart and shook his head. He never thought that the person who came to kill him would be Tengbao. As for the man behind him, the old man holding the sword looked back.

He still looked like he was back then, but his temples were stained with grayness. Without the youthful recklessness of the past, the man became much more mature and steady, and his eyes were full of vicissitudes. He was Hao Renjie, who had not seen him for many years.

Hao Renjie and Tunbao, the two of them, got together, and they even joined forces to kill the old man holding the sword.

"Old man holding the sword, you must die. If you don't die, I feel uneasy."

Tunbao spoke slowly. Now she no longer looks as lively as she used to be. After years of separation, she even learned that Lin Huang was suppressed. The girl back then could not be found.

A little indifferent maturity was showing off on Tunbao's face, but it made people feel more and more sad. The old man holding the sword sighed and turned around to see Hao Renjie. He never thought that the person who came to kill him would be Tunbao and Hao Renjie.

"Why do you guys kill me?"

The old man holding the sword had already guessed the answer in his heart, but he couldn't help asking.

"He can be suppressed, but not killed."

Tunbao murmured in a low voice, his eyes chilled, and he looked at the old man holding the sword, "Take the altar position. I can give you some fun!"

Tengbao didn't move. Hao Renjie raised the sword in his hand and fell silently on the neck of the old man holding the sword. His voice was dry and dry, "You'd better listen to her. My patience is not very good."

The old man holding the sword was silent for a moment, "You shouldn't have come."

As he said that, the old man holding the sword looked at Tunbao, "I recognize you, you are the daughter of Tunbao. The Great Sage of the Sect. I think it is a bit ridiculous. Now the daughter of the leader of the demon world is coming to kill me. Are you not afraid, will you bring disaster to the Great Sect? "

Tunbao stopped talking, and she didn't have any concerns in this regard. After all, if she killed the old man holding the sword, it would definitely attract the investigation of the strong men of the heavens. The old man holding the sword was responsible for building the altar and killing Lin Huang. Although this matter has been temporarily put on hold, as long as Lin Huang makes a comeback, the strong men of the heavens will definitely restart this plan at all costs.

Although the entire plan has been mastered by the strong men of the heavens, it seems irrelevant whether there is an old man holding a sword or not, killing the old man holding a sword means that someone wants to destroy the plan, which means that the person may be Lin Huang's minion. In this way, how can we not disturb the investigation of the strong men of the heavens.

If Tunbao is not confident, he can escape the investigation of the powerful people in the heavens. It will definitely cause trouble to the Great Sage of the Sun, but Tunbao can't wait.

She originally thought that the plan was temporarily put on hold and the old man holding the sword should give up, but the old man holding the sword did not. She watched the old man holding the sword travel all over the demon world and found the locations of the ninety-nine altars one by one, hoping that the old man holding the sword would die in the ten evil places, but the old man holding the sword did not.

So Tunbao really couldn't sit still. She could accept Lin Huang's suppression because she felt that Lin Huang became a demon for Xu Qingcheng's thought, which was not worth it. She hoped that such suppression could make Lin Huang wake up. But she could not accept someone trying to completely kill Lin Huang, and she could not accept it, and absolutely could not accept it.

"This is Wucai Ferry, one of the ten most unlucky places. If you often walk by the river, you can't wet your shoes. If you can walk out of other unlucky places, it doesn't mean you can also come from here."

Tunbao spoke coldly. Now she is mature enough to analyze the pros and cons.

As long as the old man holding the sword dies in the Five Colorful Ferry, there is still a chance to cover up the matter, so Tunbao and Hao Renjie are waiting outside the Five Colorful Ferry. As long as the old man holding the sword walks out safely, he will kill the old man holding the sword regardless of everything.

The old man holding the sword sighed. He saw the plan of swallowing treasure, which made him feel a little lost. Time really took a ruthless knife. The willful girl back then would never become so mature and rational one day, which makes people feel sad.

"You can't kill me."

The old man holding the sword shook his head and waved his hand, "You go, just pretend that this thing has not happened."

Tunbao's eyes suddenly condensed. He looked at the old man holding the sword carefully, but he did not see any fluctuations in his divine power, but she could hear that the old man holding the sword was not telling lies. He did have this confidence, and they could not kill him.

Hao Renjie's eyes also became serious. He looked at Tunbao and the two nodded to each other. Hao Renjie did not hesitate at all. He slashed his sword and was about to kill the old man holding the sword directly, without giving the old man holding the sword any chance.

With one sword, Hao Renjie's long sword did not fail. He was so happy that he cut off the head of the old man holding the sword cleanly, but Tunbao and Hao Renjie's hearts instantly sank.

Because the old man holding the sword was cut off his head, but he did not drop blood. He took a step and the cut off head returned to the old man holding the sword's neck. He twisted it gently, as if he had not been cut off his head at all. It was so strange that both Tunbao and Hao Renjie were a little surprised.

"You are indeed strange. You are not as simple as you can enter and exit the top ten evil places and be safe and sound. But no matter what, today, you must die!"

Tunbao shouted coldly, and at the same time, he took action and rushed towards the old man holding the sword with Hao Renjie.

The old man holding the sword sighed and did not resist. He had no ability to resist. He just let the sword energy and the palm wind raged on him. Even if it was cut into countless pieces by Hao Renjie, even if it was wiped out by the treasure swallowing, the old man holding the sword could always recover overnight and remain intact.

In order to avoid the suspicion of the powerful people in the heavens, the old man holding the sword did not understand the practice, did not make people doubt, and did not have any supernatural powers. However, just one thing can ensure that he can complete the things he taught in his deity.

If you reborn with blood, a drop of blood can make him immortal. Even if the dream god machine arrives, it is not easy to kill him, because he is transformed from a drop of blood from the deity and the last drop of blood.

After killing the old man holding the sword countless times, Tunbao and Hao Renjie finally stopped. Hao Renjie looked solemn, Tunbao's face turned cold, and the two surrounded the old man holding the sword one after another.
Chapter completed!