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Who didn't come slowly from the chess piece? He climbed up step by step, and there would always be a day when he would fly out …

The Deer God advised leisurely, as he could tell that Chen Fan was somewhat unwilling.

The hidden meaning was to let him seize this opportunity. With the support of the Great Clan Elder, his plans to revive the Qing Xuan Sect would definitely advance by a lot …

Some people aren't even qualified to be pawns. They're still at the stage of rotting wood.

No matter what, Chen Fan had many innate advantages. Ten thousand years of memories and cultivation experience, for the young Cultivator, this was an opportunity that they would not even dare dream of.

This may not necessarily be the case. When you were first born, your level of consciousness had always been higher than all living beings in this world.

This time, even the Deer God had nothing to say. The originally good metaphor was seemingly irrefutable, yet he was the only unusual one, standing right next to Chen Fan in the entire continent.

While they were talking, the two strong practitioners had already started their most terrifying clash. A sea of Spiritual Energy s were grinding each other down at an unimaginable rate, and at the same time, their physical strength left Chen Fan speechless.

After all, he was an old monster who had cultivated for hundreds of years. Compared to the process of him falling for tens of thousands of years, it definitely couldn't be compared at all.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Explosions rang out incessantly, assaulting the eardrums of the disciples. They wanted nothing more than to forcibly blow up the eardrums. Terrifying pressure swept out in all directions like a tidal wave, and no one was able to escape.

At this time, the sword and the mountain shadow had already interweaved for half an hour, and each of Qian Ming's fist marks was mixed with the previous gray fog.

The moment the two types of ultimate powers made contact with each other, the result was that the earth below them collapsed. Many of the Formation Pattern s dimmed down and were corroded beyond recognition.

They also had to ensure that not a trace of the battle s ripples could be transmitted out. It had to be known that the cultivation level of the disciples outside were mostly at the Foundation Building Stage, they simply could not endure the strength of experts.

After a short and quick exchange of blows, the two retreated simultaneously. They staggered for several steps before the terrifying force from their bodies dissipated. However, they knew very well just how terrible the other party's situation was.

With heads full of white hair, they flew along the Spiritual Energy's chaotic flow. The two of them activated their respective blood and Qi to their peak, and their entire bodies were enveloped by a layer of flower blossom. It looked like they were no longer normal Human Clan cultivators.

If an ordinary person who had never been in contact with cultivation saw this scene, they might have thought that the two furnaces had become spirits. Even from a distance, they would have felt a wave of heat blowing towards them.

But from the speed of recovery, it was clear that Qian Ming had the upper hand. In less than two breaths of time, he had already rushed over, his palm turned into a blade, cutting down by himself.

In fact, when it came to age, there was still a gap of one hundred years between the Third Elder and the former. At this time, the cultivation base was so deep that it finally turned into something of benefit.

From the start of the battle, Qian Ming had already decided on the strategy of taking action. He did not care about life and death, but he had to create the illusion and force the Third Elder to use his full strength.

Fighting for a long time with such a high intensity had consumed a lot of their cultivation. That kind of method, which could easily scare the world, had to rely on a large number of Spiritual Energy. Even if hundreds of Aurous Core stage cultivators worked together, they still wouldn't be able to supply that much.

Right now, they were like two water reservoirs that had been released, everyone only had mud left on the ground, but the Third Elder seemed to have dried up even more than Qian Ming.

Weng! *

This palm contained the meaning of returning to its original nature. It seemed ordinary but along the way, it annihilated the void without hesitation. It carried the top grade cultivation technique of the Qing Xuan Sect and possessed the power to destroy Nascent Infant Stage Expert.

Wu, looks like this old fellow is about to fail, he mustered his large army of people to run to the Qing Xuan Sect to interrogate him, yet he returns with a loser, this time he is definitely going to explode from anger.

The smile on his face could not even be concealed. With his eyesight, he was naturally able to see that the Third Elder was in a dilemma.

Aren't you lucky, brat? You haven't been able to circulate the Heavenly Heart Formula happily even after such a long time.

Deer God was also very happy. This disgrace community between him and Chen Fan, after this battle, would once again have a great improvement.

Heh heh, why is it that after ten thousand years, coupled with the fact that I've been using bad words all this time, it's about time for me to make a comeback.

Ever since he left the Earth Vein, his cultivation had never stopped rising. Furthermore, he even had these two old fellows to send him godly assistance for free.

The Clan Elders and Rankers were extremely helpful to Chen Fan in his current cultivation, to the point that even the Heavenly Heart Formula was unable to circulate its energy and continuously sent its anger into his body.

This old fellow's palm technique is quite mysterious. I think you should learn it. You might be able to comprehend something else.

Deer God who had been fed with anger had now turned his attention elsewhere. It was rare that he did not look at Third Elder or Qian Ming's Storage Bag.

Although it was unlikely that he had actually acquired the real Heavenly Dao Fragment, he must have come in contact with some sort of aura.

Following his orders,'s eyes shone with a brilliant light. However, he was concealed in the air and did not get discovered by others, and was secretly figuring out the Talisman s that had been forcefully taken out from Qian Ming's palms.

It was weird. The two of them had at least ten thousand living fossils, but they actually had to call each other an old guy. They both knew who they were referring to, so they acted like they were young.

Not ruling out the possibility, Cao Rui did draw out another brand before sealing me. Deer God suddenly remembered.

It was true that Chen Fan's thoughts were calm, the fighting strength of a Zhi Zun was enough to allow him to stand at the peak of the Cultivation Realm, and he did not care much about establishing his own sect, but his three disciples were experienced.

At the same time as he intercepted the Heavenly Dao Fragment, he also had the thought of letting his clan's Sect continue for a longer period of time.

Little Cao actually did such a thing?

Hearing this, Chen Fan also had a slight difference. In the period of time after he had fallen into deep sleep, what the disciples had done to him, up till now, was still a mystery to him.

Without a doubt, most of Qian Ming's techniques came from his Qing Xuan Sect. Chen Fan thought further that if he could obtain the method to control the sect, then it would save him a lot of trouble.

Deer God:...

He was already too lazy to respond to Chen Fan's words. He had said many things to call her Cao Rui, but this would make him feel like he was losing seniority, yet the latter had never paid attention to it.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the Third Elder wanted to retreat, but in his heart, he clearly told himself that as a Expert From Yuan Sect, he definitely could not let this situation occur.

Even though he was a little unsure, he still used his two arms to block it. The word "retreat" could not possibly appear on the bodies of those with Yuan Sect, not to mention that he was a dignified elder as well.

Then, he quickly realized how the word "regret" was written. The palm that Qian Ming had unleashed was still expanding, and the spatial turbulence that was mixed in could be imagined.

In the end, it even covered half of the sky, casting a large shadow on the ground. The sun was directly snapped, and the surrounding space was forcefully compressed.

Countless little dragons were moving in the air. Although they looked like earthworms in a trance, no one dared to underestimate them once they opened their hideous mouths.

It directly broke through the Third Elder's spiritual light defense, fiercely stimulating his flesh and blood. With a single bite, he would be able to strip away the energy equivalent to that of an Aurous Core stage cultivator.

Adding on the five finger marks above his head, it gave him the illusion that even the top of his head would explode. Such heavy pressure was even more frightening than the mountain medicine that he conjured.

Right at this moment, the Third Elder was still trying to struggle and summon the mountain shadow to protect himself, but he was stopped by Qian Ming's Lex Sabre and the chain was directly broken.

Without the support of this critical crux, the mountain images that were barely pieced together for more than three thousand meters, directly collapsed, and disappeared from the world. It might even have caused the Qing Xuan Sect's spirit energy to become a little denser.

As the second strongest practitioner on the surface only second to the Sect Leader, Qian Ming's figure looked incredibly tall, as if his aura could swallow a mountain and swallow a river, and his stooped waist straightened a lot as well.

Although he was still somewhat skinny, no one questioned the terrifying strength contained within his body. This undoubtedly proved that the First Elder's position was unshakable.

However, at the last moment, he still withdrew his hand. It was only an inch away from the Third Elder's forehead. A mere thought could take his life.

Third Elder, when this old man embarked on the road of cultivation back then, you were still just a baby. Today, I have never suppressed you with the attitude of a senior, and have already expressed my respect for Yuan Sect.

Qian Ming calmed his aura and energy fluctuations. It had been a long time since he had experienced such an intense battle, and most of it came from the difference in realms of cultivation.

It's true that the decline of my Qing Xuan Sect is a foregone conclusion, but I can't let all of you casually humiliate me either. As long as this old man still has a breath of air, I shouldn't dream of making a move on Chen Fan again.

As the Great Elder of the Qing Xuan Sect, his words were undoubtedly like a bomb that heavily struck back against the Third Elder, who had a face that was even more bitter than eating Huang Lian.

The thousands of disciples outside of the arena also went into an uproar. They simply could not understand why their clan's elders would say such words. For an outsider, they would break the decades-old tradition.

The Sect that caused such a conflict with the Yuan Sect the last time seemed to have been extinguished not long after, and had not even risen to the level of an elder.

Everyone was anxious and anxious. Their worried emotions had been spreading ever since Chen Fan defeated the two disciples.

Up until today, the Third Elder had personally paid them a visit. Originally, it had seemed like the end of the world to them. Who would have thought that the First Elder would still be so unyielding?