"Old Ancestor Lei! I don't know what kind of relationship you have with the ancient great cultivator Zhao Jian, but public is public and private is private! I am the Ancient Emperor of Xingxiu. I am only willing to die for the Four Seas Sect and do not want to be with you.

That purple-faced Tiandao soul is our enemy! If you, old man, insist on intervening in this matter, I will forgive my subordinates for leaving in the next step!"

"Ancestor Lei, please think twice!"

"These three purple-faced souls possess the power of the Immortal Emperor. Seeing these three people is like seeing the Immortal Emperor. The one we, the monks of the Four Seas Sect, respect is the Immortal Emperor. How can we be disobedient!"

"Ancestor Lei, don't be impulsive! The building is about to collapse, and it is difficult to support it alone. Even if you are determined to save it, you are no match for the three purple-faced souls. Maybe Zhao Jian, the ancient repairman who attracted the purple-faced souls, has a clever plan of his own...

"

"I heard that Senior Zhao has rescued countless immortal emperors in the wilderness, but I am not one of them. I don't owe Senior Zhao karma, and there is no reason to die for Senior Zhao!"

All the ancient emperors of Xingxiu came forward one after another, trying to dissuade Patriarch Lei Ze from interfering in this matter. They all wanted to retreat to avoid the disaster of annihilation.

Seeing this scene, Patriarch Lei Ze's heart suddenly froze. He wanted to scold these ancient Xingxiu emperors who had no courage, but then he thought about it, what if the one he helped during this trip was not his junior uncle, but an irrelevant person?

Outsiders, he will definitely withdraw. Who does he have to blame these people...

"That's all, that's all, you all go back. This is my business. This is my junior uncle. You don't need to save me, and it's not your turn to save me. Save me yourself!"

Ancestor Lei Ze sighed, waved his hand, and dismissed the ancient emperors of the stars.

The person being targeted by the Purple Faced Soul is his junior uncle. Naturally, he cannot sit idly by and ignore it, even if his opponent is a terrifying existence like the Purple Faced Soul! Otherwise, how will he look when he meets Master He in the future? By the way.

, and Master He, if Master He takes action...

Ancestor Lei Ze's eyes lit up, and he instantly saw the hope of saving Ning Fan. At that moment, he no longer hesitated, and wanted to use secret techniques to send a message to the omniscient old man who was living in seclusion in the forbidden land of the Light Clan.

Unexpectedly, he just wanted to send a message, and the omniscient old man seemed to have seen through his thoughts, and directly transmitted the message to his ears from the forbidden land of the Light Clan beyond countless starry skies!

"No need to transmit the sound, I'm watching! I want to see if these ginseng and deer antler things can hurt my junior brother half a finger! If they can really hurt half a finger of my junior brother Ning, hehe, I will overturn this purple mountain.

Douhai, kill everyone in Zishan Douhai, and then fight all the way back to the real world, to the old thief Hongjun Tu! I want to kill the earth, the sky, and reincarnation! I want to kill, kill, kill! I want to avenge my junior brother.

!Junior brother, junior brother, senior brother, I’m sorry for you, I’m sorry for you..."

It’s over! Uncle He is going crazy again! The madness has not yet come over at this moment, but if there is anything wrong with the little uncle, Master He will definitely go completely crazy and go on a killing spree in the Purple Mountain Douhai!

Ancestor Lei Ze suddenly felt like crying. He was no longer afraid that his junior uncle would be hurt by the purple-faced soul. He was afraid that Uncle He would go crazy and no one would be able to suppress him! Compared with the crazy Uncle He,

The purple-faced soul is simply a cute baby, not scary at all!

"Forget it, let's not rely on Master He for now. I'd better take action myself and help a group of junior junior uncles. Those Xingxiu Ancient Emperors are right about something. Based on my understanding of junior junior uncle, since he

I have attracted three purple-faced souls, so I must have been prepared for it. There is no way I can do nothing. I only need to help one or two from the side, maybe I can really repel these three purple-faced souls..."

Ancestor Lei Ze breathed a long sigh of relief, secretly activated the power of the title, and rode the wind of a world to approach the three purple-faced souls.

The moment Ancestor Lei Ze set off, Chunyang and the Fish Master also took action.

What shocked Ancestor Lei Ze was that these two people did not choose to leave like those ancient emperors of Xingxiu, but chose to challenge the three purple-faced souls with him!

This is not scientific!

This is so unscientific!

Ning Fan is his junior uncle, so he is willing to risk his life to save him, but what kind of relationship do the two people in front of him have with Ning Fan? Why are he still willing to continue to wade in this muddy water? Don't you know how terrifying those purple-faced souls are?

!

"Did you two have a life-long friendship with my junior uncle?!" Excited, Patriarch Lei Ze finally asked the question in his mind.

Upon hearing this, both Chunyang and the Fish Master were stunned, then looked at each other and laughed.

"A life-long friendship? Hahaha, fellow Taoist, this is wrong! I am a businessman and have no friendship with anyone. I only have friendship with money. But even with money, there are things that cannot be bought. Even with me, there are things that cannot be bought.

When I want to meddle in my own business, I don’t like to give up halfway. Now that I have intervened in this matter, there is no reason to withdraw halfway. Otherwise, how can I live up to the name of Zi Dou Xianxiu! If I pay an irreparable price for this matter, then

I taught fellow Taoist Ning how to make amends after the incident! I just hope I can still live well at that time, and hunt down fellow Taoist Ning hard..." Grandmaster Chunyang laughed freely, neither ashamed because his words were tainted with the smell of copper, nor because

Fear of facing death.

"This is a great statement, but it should be obvious! In the past, Mr. Yu only thought that you, Lu Chunyang, were a coward trapped by love, greedy for life and afraid of death. Unexpectedly, you turned out to be a great husband and a real man! There is no reason to back off halfway when you are in a hurry.

, and Yu hates being owed karma most in his life. Since he is determined to repay one or two things, let alone the purple-faced heavenly soul, the enemy is a more terrifying existence. Yu will also draw his sword to face him! Bring a long sword!

Holding the Qin bow, the head and body are separated and the heart is not punished!"

laugh!

But seeing a cold light rising into the sky, the Fish Master drew his sword and killed one of the three purple-faced souls.

There are no more words, only the determination to fight to the death, and the motive is not for any friendship, just for one's own principles of doing things!

"It's too late to meet, it's too late to meet!"

Patriarch Chunyang laughed loudly, stepped on an ancient coin as big as a millstone, and also rushed towards one of the three purple-faced souls.

That heroic spirit of seeing death as home has deeply infected Ancestor Lei Ze. From Chunyang and Fish Master, Ancestor Lei Ze saw the shadows of countless martyrs of Zi Dou. This is the real Zi Dou Immortal Cultivator, this is the true

The Purple Dou Immortal Cultivator!

Compared with these two people, he, who died just for personal reasons, seemed too small...

"The wind is coming!"

Ancestor Lei Ze roared and rushed towards the last of the three purple-faced souls.

While rushing over, he was also distractedly paying attention to the situation inside Shishi Mountain, wanting to see if Ning Fan was seriously injured by the three purple-faced injuries at this moment.

It's a pity that at this moment, the small world inside Shishi Mountain is collapsing everywhere. The pure and turbid qi are intertwined between the heaven and the earth. He can't feel anything at all. His spiritual thoughts will be crushed by the purple power if he can't even move a hundred feet away.

I can't sense Ning Fan's life and death at all!

But he firmly believed that Ning Fan must not be dead yet, and must still be hiding somewhere in Shishi Mountain, otherwise Master He must have gone crazy!

"Hmph! The ants are so brave, they dare to be enemies with the sky and stop us from killing that arrogant kid!"

Ginseng Immortal's Dao Soul body was beaten out by Patriarch Lei Ze, who was so angry that he blew his beard and stared.

What a shame, what a shame! He is a majestic purple-faced Heavenly Soul, and his status is extremely high among all Heavenly Souls. He was actually knocked out of his body by a monk and separated from the Heavenly Soul. It is really embarrassing!

The ginseng immortal who was knocked out of his body looks like an old Taoist priest with a fluttering white beard. The totem of sacred mountain ginseng is embroidered on the Taoist robe. His cultivation level is approximately equivalent to that of a quasi-sage who has eleven thousand kalpas.

Shenshan Ginseng is one of the True Realm Taoist Clan, not a big family, and this Ginseng Immortal is not an important figure in the clan.

He has been away from his tribe for many years. He is trapped in the dream world of Zi Dou and has no hope of returning to the real world.

He had secretly taken advantage of a small amount of coercion stored within the Heavenly Dao by Immortal Emperor Zi Dou. For this reason, although he was not very strong, he had full confidence in killing Patriarch Lei Ze!

"It turns out that you are only a first-level quasi-sage, and your cultivation level is not as good as mine!" Ancestor Lei Ze breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the cultivation level of the purple-faced soul in front of him did not surpass him, this fight might still be possible.

"Hahaha! To us and other Purple Faced Heavenly Dao Souls, cultivation is nothing! I don't need to use any cultivation at all. I only need to summon the power of Zi Dou. There is no need to kill you for a hundred breaths!"

The Ginseng Immortal put his hands together and began to cast a spell. In an instant, the clear and turbid air between heaven and earth rolled towards Ancestor Lei Ze, and the purple power of heaven was contained in it. Anything affected by the purple power of heaven was instantly burned.

Fly ashes!

Ancestor Lei Ze summoned the wind of a world and turned it into a ten thousand-mile wind prison. He tried to resist the purple power of heaven, but he was defeated by the purple power of heaven after only ten breaths!

His face was extremely ugly, and he used the power of the ancient Yin wind that he had just acquired, but even the ancient Yin wind could not suppress the pressure of Zi Dou Immortal Emperor, and he was defeated again after more than ten breaths.

"Damn it! Without this purple power, how could you be my opponent?"

Ancestor Lei Ze was so exhausted from the beating that he had to take out Feng Bo's pocket and use all the power of the Titled Void, trying to suck the purple power of the Ginseng Immortal Commander into the pocket.

Fortunately, Ginseng Fairy's purple power was not very murderous towards Ancestor Lei Ze, so it was sucked into Ancestor Lei Ze's pocket without much effort.

Unfortunately, Feng Bo's pocket could not contain the pressure of the fourth-step Immortal Emperor. As soon as he inhaled the pressure of the Immortal Emperor, the internal space immediately began to collapse!

At this rate of collapse, it only takes a thousand breaths at most for his Feng Bo Pocket to be completely scrapped, and together with his Feng Bo title, it will be destroyed forever!

Only a thousand breaths!

Ancestor Lei Ze can only use the title Void to fight for the precious thousand breaths!

If he can kill the Ginseng Immortal and extinguish the purple power in his pocket within a thousand breaths, there may be hope of keeping his title.

If you can't do this... Damn it, you have to do it even if you can't do it! After all, this matter is about the life of the little uncle!

"You are crazy! You actually use the Titled Void to forcefully control the fourth step of Tianwei! Are you planning to give up the Titled Void that you have earned through hard work! Sacrificing the Titled Void just to fight this Immortal for a thousand breaths without defeat is simply stupid.

!" The Ginseng Immortal was shocked. At this moment, all the purple power he commanded was sucked away by Feng Bo. Without the purple power, he himself was no match for Patriarch Lei Ze. After all, Patriarch Lei Ze was a titled quasi-master.

Holy, the magic power is stronger than him!

Ancestor Lei Ze ignored the Ginseng Immortal. He only had precious one thousand breaths and no time to talk nonsense! One thousand breaths killed a quasi-sage. Even if he was slightly stronger than the Ginseng Immortal, this matter was almost impossible to do.

Even if he can’t do it, he still has to do it!

Eternal true body appears!

Wind God Sword, explode it for me!

Big wind drum, blow it up for me!

Blow out the fan and blast it for me!

Spread the wind whip, blast it for me!

All magic weapons, blast them all for me!

I will use all the power of the explosive wind and use 30% of my own blood to turn into the wind of destruction for thousands of miles and kill, kill, kill me!
To be continued...