Eternal Pill Emperor

A silver-haired old man stepped out from the ripples.    

Anger was written all over his face.    

A majestic aura burst out from his body and spread in circles like a ripple.    

"Scram for this old man!"    

The silver haired old man bellowed, an invisible energy flew out from his mouth, like a cannonball, it struck Nan Gong Chou who had just launched an attack at Gu Xuan.    

The stunned Nangong Chou was sent flying.    

Bang!    

He landed heavily on the ground and spat out another mouthful of blood.    

Gu Xuan only felt his heart tremble, the attack from the silver haired old man, even with his Fake-Breaking Double Pupils, he was unable to see the trajectory of the attack.    

It was too fast!    

This was an attack that was impossible to defend against, much less dodge.    

Even he himself had no way to resist against such a swift attack.    

Fortunately, the silver-haired old man did not seem to want to kill him. Nangong Chou only spat out a mouthful of blood and did not receive any serious injuries.    

"What do you think of this place? Hunting grounds?    

I've lived for so many years, but I've never seen such greedy people steal treasures from a group of puppets?    

"Even if we don't fight them, we've already cleared the level, and yet you're not going to the next area. You still want to go back and fight for them? How outrageous!"    

The silver-haired old man's face was filled with anger. The more he spoke, the angrier he became. He opened his mouth and spat out another invisible energy.    

Bang!    

This time, Ximen Feng was sent flying.    

Puff!    

He too spat out a mouthful of blood.    

Gu Xuan felt his heart tremble again.    

This Old Man, she could not afford to offend him, could not afford to provoke him.    

Gu Xuan hurriedly sent a sound transmission to the rest of the Rogue Immortal Alliance: "What are you all waiting for, hurry up and go to the next area!    

Otherwise, the next one to vomit blood will be me! "    

When the rogue cultivators heard this, they looked like they had a guilty conscience and carefully walked forward.    

Very quickly, everyone from the Rogue Immortal Alliance left the area.    

Only Ximen Feng and Nan Gong Chou were still looking confused at the silver-haired old man.    

Not only were they stupefied, they were also wronged.    

The two of them didn't recklessly snatch the weapons and Space Ring s from the puppets. This Old Man was clearly targeting them!    

Old Man who stole the most didn't even take a glance at it!    

What was this?    

"Senior, the one who stole our puppets is not us. Are you trying to beat the wrong person?"    

Although he did not know who this son of the Old Man was, Nangong Chou was still unable to bear it any longer and bravely explained.    

The silver-haired old man snorted coldly.    

"The ones who are being beaten are you guys! This old man will treat you like chickens and kill you for a monkey to see!    

If he didn't do this, would that brat be scared off?    

If he doesn't leave, then my puppet army will be wiped out by him! "    

Nan Gong Chou and Ximen Feng could only feel bitterness in their hearts.    

Right now, they really wanted to cry.    

Even the Martial Cultivator s of the two great Realm Supressing Mansion felt a huge grievance from the bodies of the two great Mansion Lord s.    

"Can't you just beat up Young Master Xuan directly?    

Everything was done by him, why are you beating us up? "    

Nan Gong Chou was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.    

This Old Man was too unreasonable.    

What exactly did the Young Master Xuan do to deserve you being so biased?    

The silver-haired old man looked helpless as he sighed.    

"There's no other way. If I could have beat him up, I would have already beaten him up."    

This old man is the spirit of the divine tree and the Young Master Xuan is the guardian of the divine tree.    

Within the three thousand meter radius of the divine tree, there were a total of five regions.    

The rules of the first and second regions forbid me from beating him.    

So, I can only let you guys suffer. "    

Nan Gong Chou and Ximen Feng looked at each other, even though they were feeling extremely wronged, they didn't care about it at this moment.    

They only cared about two things.    

First of all, this son of the Old Man was actually the spirit of the divine tree!    

Secondly, the Young Master Xuan was actually the guardian of the Divine Tree!    

These two pieces of information were too much.    

Especially the matter of the Young Master Xuan being the guardian of the divine tree, in their eyes, it was simply too inconceivable.    

He was clearly here to snatch the Godly Fruit, how did he become a Guardian?    

If he really was the guardian of the Tree God, then who could snatch him away?    

This news must be sent to Lord Archangel as soon as possible!    

In the midst of their shock, their emotions were already in chaos. How could they possibly imagine that anyone could become the guardian of the Divine Tree?    

It was not just Gu Xuan, Chong Yiyi's group of a dozen or so people, were all guardians of the divine tree.    

"Hurry up and leave this place. You are almost here with Holy Monarch.    

I have to get ready to meet them.    

Seeing that you have all suffered, I will restrain the puppets and stop attacking you.    

"Let's hurry and head to the next area."    

The silver-haired old man had a kind expression as he urged.    

The expressions of the people from the two great Realm Supressing Mansion changed at the same time.    

"Thank you for the reminder, senior!"    

Ximen Feng and Nan Gong Chou also climbed up from the ground. Although they still had a lot of doubts in their hearts, they obviously did not have the chance to ask.    

"Let's go!"    

The two of them waved their hands at the same time and led the people from the two great Realm Supressing Mansion towards the next area.    

At this time, there were only twenty-one people left from the two great Realm Supressing Mansion s and it was a bit fewer than the Rogue Immortal Alliance s.    

Seeing that everyone had disappeared, the silver-haired old man's eyes flashed with a bright light.    

His hands began to form a complex and mysterious Dharma Seal.    

Waves of energy flew out from his body and continuously revolved around him.    

His body split into two, two into four.    

In but a few moments, four silver-haired elders had appeared here.    

Every single one of them had weakened.    

Compared to when he was at his peak, he was only a quarter or so away.    

The four silver-haired old men disappeared into a spatial ripple at the same time.    

And it was at this moment, from the first leaf area, figures began to break into the Undead area.    

These figures were divided into two factions.    

The two were separated by a great distance, as if they were always on guard against each other.    

They were the Martial Cultivator s of the Temple of Blood and the Blood Soul Hall.    

The ones in the lead were naturally Shen Gonghu and Leng Wuqing.    

These two factions were fighting with a face that said they wouldn't give up until victory had been decided.    

However, after fighting for a long time, the two Palace Masters finally called for the fight to stop.    

If they continued to fight, who knew how much longer it would take.    

Of course, the most important point was that the outside environment was no longer suitable for them to continue fighting.    

The battle between the four Holy Monarch s had too many repercussions.    

Whether it was the Blood Soul Hall or the Temple of Blood, both of their Martial Cultivator s had fallen because of the impact, so they had no choice but to leave.    

If more than half of them died before even entering the second region, how could they compete with the other forces for treasures?    

The moment those from the two halls entered, groups and groups of puppets rushed over, as though wanting to annihilate them.    

At this moment, the first region, and even the islands outside, were all in a state of darkness, devoid of any light.    

Archangel seemed to have turned into a holy Pile, unleashing an extremely powerful technique that completely suppressed the Headless Horseman.    

As the head of the glowing Envoy of Heaven Dao, his body seemed to carry a restraining aura, as if he could suppress all the undead Martial Cultivator s.    

However, the Headless Horseman was not weak either. Although it was suppressed, it still guarded the door with its life. It was as if an invisible wall had been built around its body.    

No matter how sharp the attacks of the Archangel were, they were unable to severely injure him!    

"Archangel, how about we stop?    

We are two great Holy Monarch experts, even if our strengths are not at our peak, but a skinny camel is still bigger than a horse. We have been fighting here, and if we were to be eaten by a group of junior, then where is our face? "    

From the very beginning, the Headless Horseman had been feeling uneasy.    

He knew very well that something must have happened to his Undead army.    

But as for what it was, they had to enter the next area before they could find out.    

Now, he could only hope that he could make the Archangel stop.    

Archangel frowned slightly.    

The power of this Headless Horseman was beyond his imagination.    

Even if the energy in his body was able to restrain the Headless Horseman, it still wasn't fatal.    

If the battle continued, it would take at least two to four hours before victory would be decided.    

Since the Headless Horseman had given him a way out, he could stop for the time being.    

He let out a cold snort, and without a reply, he directly flew past the area of fallen leaves, disappearing without a trace.    

The Headless Horseman followed closely behind, disappearing without a trace.    

"Dammit, those two actually left. Should we also temporarily stop?"    

The Draconis Edulis gasped for breath, staring at the High Priestess of The Force.