A hundred years of cultivating immortals, I'm dying, and Goldfinger came here

Just listen to a series of roaring sounds.

Those tentacles that hit Jiang Chengxuan and Shen Ruyan's fields only caused ripples in circles.

No substantial damage was done to the field itself.

This scene couldn't help but make everyone feel incredible again.

To what extent is the strength of this couple?

Not even Taicangzi, who has the qualifications to become an immortal, is unable to withstand the attacks of those tentacles. The two of them were able to resist them so easily.

Just as those tentacles were preparing the next wave of attacks, a loud shout suddenly came from the distance where Jiang Chengxuan and the others were.

"You evil beast, be brave!"

Boom!

As the words fell, an extremely terrifying aura suddenly surged from the distance.

Feeling the power of that aura, everyone present, including Jiang Chengxuan and Shen Ruyan, felt fierce in their hearts.

"It's their side's Holy Lord Hedao who is here!"

This thought came to everyone's mind.

Many people's faces could not help but show surprise.

The scene just now was really too cruel.

Even people like Taicangzi died under those tentacles.

Just imagine, if Jiang Chengxuan hadn't been here just now, wouldn't they all have been annihilated?

And this point, presumably they were on the right side and had never thought of it beforehand.

boom!

As a towering figure fell, everyone present could clearly see the appearance of that figure.

That was a middle-aged man wearing a black robe.

Judging from his attire, he is the Holy Lord of Hedao from the Shenying Sect.

Elder Yuanfeng, Elder Chiyan, Lord Qianxue, Yue Chanjuan and others could not help but heave a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the one who came this time was not the Holy Lord Hedao from the Qiankun Hall.

Otherwise, I'm afraid things will really happen...

"Who? If you dare to kill my Holy Son of Qiankun Palace, I will die for you!"

However, just as a few people were secretly relieved in their hearts, a loud shout full of anger suddenly came from farther away from them.

Upon hearing this voice, the expressions of Elder Yuanfeng and Lord Qianxue couldn't help but change.

"No! That's the Holy Lord Hedao of Qiankun Hall!"

In an instant, the hearts of several people sank.

Soon, the Hedao Saint Lord from the Qiankun Hall appeared in front of everyone.

This is an old man with a long beard and white eyebrows.

But at this moment, his expression was as gloomy as it could be.

There is even a trace of murderous intent condensed between the eyebrows.

After arriving, I saw that he did not start to deal with the body of the tentacle like the Hedao Saint of Shenying Sect. Instead, he turned his gaze to everyone present and said with a hint of coldness in his voice:

"Tell me, who on earth killed my Holy Son of Qiankun Palace?

I will crush his bones to ashes today, and he will die without a complete body! "

As the words fell, everyone present couldn't help but feel a great pressure in their hearts.

Some people present were trying their best to hide it.

But intentionally or unintentionally, a small number of people still slightly turned their attention to Jiang Chengxuan and the others.

And this point, how could it escape the attention of the white-browed old man.

Almost immediately, the white-browed old man's eyes suddenly turned to Jiang Chengxuan.

"Boy, are you related to the death of our holy son?"

As he spoke, the aura of the white-browed old man became extremely terrifying. The terrifying pressure directly made the bones in the bodies of everyone present creak.

Some of those with slightly lower cultivation levels even had a trace of blood seeping out from the corners of their mouths unconsciously.

However, the Holy Lord Hedao of Qiankun Palace didn't care at all, and still focused his eyes on Jiang Chengxuan.

In this regard, Jiang Chengxuan did not have much reaction.

He slowly raised his head, looked at the white-browed old man, and said in an extremely calm tone:

“I was not the one who killed your holy son.

The real cause of his death was that he died on the body of the tentacle owner.

If you really want to avenge your holy son, then go and deal with the master of the tentacles with the senior of the Shenying Sect. "

No one expected that Jiang Chengxuan would behave so calmly in the face of a Hedao sage.

The white-browed old man's eyes also condensed, and a hint of coldness suddenly flashed across his face.

"Really? But why do I feel that the death of my Holy Son has something to do with you?

How about this, how about you make an oath of heaven and say that you have nothing to do with the death of my holy son? "

Upon hearing what the white-browed old man said, the expressions of the elder Yuanfeng, Qianxue Shenjun and others couldn't help but change.

Because they knew very well that if things were strictly speaking, Taicangzi's death was more or less indirectly related to Jiang Chengxuan.

If he really followed what the white-browed old man said and made the so-called oath of heaven, it would definitely bring great obstacles to his future practice.

It is not even impossible to cut off the future path of cultivation.

Jiang Chengxuan's expression also darkened at this moment.

He just looked at the white-browed old man and suddenly said coldly:

"What if I don't?"

"Huh? What did you say?"

The white-browed old man's eyes suddenly narrowed.

Everyone else present was also worried about Jiang Chengxuan.

They also didn't expect that Jiang Chengxuan would dare to speak in such an attitude when facing the dignified Holy Lord Hedao.

This is not just arrogance, but rudeness, rudeness to the Holy Lord Hedao.

Under such circumstances, even if Hedao Sage kills you, others will not be able to say anything.

Who told you to disrespect the strong first?

"What if I say, I have to make you swear an oath?"

The aura of the white-browed old man suddenly became extremely dangerous.

Even the surrounding sky had a hint of darkness.

That terrifying pressure fell directly on Jiang Chengxuan.

It seemed to bend his waist.

However, facing the white-browed old man's actions, Jiang Chengxuan not only did not flinch, but straightened his body even more.

He still looked at the other person with that calm look and said calmly:

"If I say no, that means no. Could it be that the senior wants to force the junior to do it?"

boom!

As he finished speaking, a wave of air suddenly came from behind Jiang Chengxuan.

That was clearly the result of contending with the pressure of the white-browed old man.

Seeing this scene, the cold light in the white-browed old man's eyes couldn't help but become more intense.

He looked at Jiang Chengxuan and suddenly said:

"I now suspect that the death of my Holy Son has something to do with you.

Since you are unwilling to follow my request, then you should be buried with the Holy Son of this sect! "(End of chapter)