Under the vague yet extremely powerful aura, everyone raised their heads to see who was coming, whether it was Xiao Ling or Xu Fu.

A figure turned from blurry to clear, slowly descended from the sky, and landed gently on the ground, without wind or dust.

What came was an ordinary-looking, decrepit old man with gray hair. He didn't look amazing, and he looked ordinary. He didn't look like a person who knew martial arts. Everyone guessed in their hearts that this was Xu Fu, who had lived for more than two thousand years?

But I heard the old man said calmly: "I hope you will not forget the purpose of coming here today, and don't create extraneous matters. This is China, not Japan, not Britain, and not the homeland of other friends from all walks of life. I hope you will leave some room for your words. China

Although it is a country of etiquette and has always advocated peace as the most important thing, not everyone can act arrogantly here."

When everyone heard it, it turned out that this person was not Xu Fu. Now some people were dissatisfied. They couldn't stand his aloof and domineering attitude. They were about to retort, but they saw the one saint, two hidden immortals and three immortals who were sitting under the poplar tree.

The old fellows of the Sixiang family and other members of the family stood up one after another to greet this ordinary-looking old man, and all of them respectfully called him "Senior An". Their eyes suddenly opened as wide as a bull's eye, and they were filled with surprise.

In terms of seniority, Haotian Martial Saint, Eryin and the old guys from the Sixiang family can be said to be the highest generation at that time. Most of the other martial arts practitioners are their juniors, or at most their peers. And they actually all call this old guy

Is this guy a senior?

What is the origin of this ordinary-looking old guy?

The old monster An Zaitian nodded slightly, without seeing Xiao Ling, and said, "Isn't that guy here yet?"

Xiao Han stood behind the seniors and said: "In order to increase the certainty of victory, Brother Ling is attacking the Bitter Spring Tribulation, but I don't know if he has succeeded now, because he hasn't appeared yet."

An Zaitian chuckled, his eyes as calm as a pool of stagnant water surged, and his light flickered: "Bitter Spring Tribulation, I didn't expect that it only took him less than six years to practice the first seven levels of the Taoist Nine Tribulations. Now he is

We are already hitting the eighth level. It is really shameful for me, an old guy who has been practicing hard for two thousand years and has been standing still on the seventh level."

Everyone's expressions changed. They didn't recognize An Zaitian. When they heard his words, they were all shocked. This old guy with an ordinary appearance was actually an old monster who had lived for more than two thousand years?

As for Haotian Martial Saint and others, they all know how difficult and demanding martial arts it is to practice Jiujie. Xiao Ling actually took less than six years to practice the first seven levels and is now attacking the eighth level.

What a terrible thing? This is no longer embarrassing, but embarrassing.

Even the old monster can't help but be curious, because he has been stagnant on the seventh floor for many years: "Where is he, and what power does he use to attack the eighth floor?"

The dragon girl said calmly: "At the top of the world, with the help of the power of thunder."

The old monster's eyes were shining with splendor, and he couldn't help but cheer: "The top of the world, the power of thunder... great! What a good idea, what courage, the top of the world... Haha, it seems that the little guy is very ambitious, he was born with it.

In order to climb to the top of the mountain, we old guys who are one step ahead of him can only be slow pioneers who will eventually be surpassed and unable to keep up."

Wu Sheng Eryin nodded repeatedly: "What the senior said is true."

Some ignorant people sneered and mocked: "I don't know what it means."

Everyone laughed it off. After all, he was just a short-sighted frog in the well, so there was no need to worry about it. In front of the old monster, Su Ran didn't dare to make any mistakes. He just glared at the man, then sat down there with everyone, and continued to wait.

"Envoy Xuanyuan is also here. It can be said that today is a gathering of heroes and masters. Such a grand occasion will never happen in thousands of years." Two young men strolled over and An Zaitian greeted them.

The two young men walked up to An Zaitian and bowed slightly: "We haven't seen you for a long time. Are you okay, Senior An?"

One of these two young men, Xiao Han, Leng Xue and Long Nu, knew each other. They were Xuanyuan Hanfeng, the other shore flower who had appeared in Sunrise Autumn Frost before. The other was also an envoy of the Xuanyuan clan, a Sanshengshi they had never met and did not know.

, Xuanyuan Qinglin.

"My old bones are still very strong, but I didn't expect you two to come too. The two protagonists haven't come yet. Let's sit down and talk about it." The old monster patted the stone beside him and took care of the two of them to sit down.

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Xuanyuan Hanfeng sat down and said: "This battle is crucial, so we have to come."

The three of them, one old and two young, chatted for a while. The old monster suddenly swallowed half of what he said, and his relaxed expression suddenly turned solemn. He whispered: "Here we come!" Then he suddenly stood up and raised his head.

Look at the horizon.

An Zaitian stood up, and Haotian Martial Saint and everyone else also stood up. They followed the old monster's gaze and looked at the northeastern horizon.

Everyone noticed An Zaitian's action and were very surprised. They turned around or looked at the horizon in the northeast.

After waiting for a moment, as if black clouds were pressing down on the city, an extremely powerful aura spread from the northeastern sky and quickly enveloped the entire Feixian Terrace.

This momentum is different from that of the old monster. The arrival of the old monster is like a calm river with surging underground. It may seem like nothing, and you can turn a blind eye to it, but it is actually extremely powerful. And this momentum is worthy of the name.

The stormy waves crashed onto the shore, overwhelming the sky and covering the earth, swallowing everything.

Among the various gazes with different meanings, a white shadow came in the wind, and a tall old man appeared in the sky. Under the gaze of countless people, he slowly floated down and stood in the middle of the Feixian Platform.

He is dressed in pure white, with long snow-white hair that floats in the wind, his eyebrows and beard are the same color, and his clothes are also spotlessly white.

Different from the old monster, who looks like an ordinary old man with gray hair and wrinkles on his face, he has a childish face with gray hair and a fairy-like demeanor, like an immortal, otherworldly.

"I have met Senior Xu Fu." Headed by Haotian Martial Saint, the people from the Sixiang family were the first to speak.

Others woke up from a dream and were sure that this person was Xu Fu, who existed like a god. They also greeted each other and said: "Junior has met senior Xu Fu." Among them, the warriors from Japan shouted the loudest, and there were many warriors from Europe and the United States.

They just clasped their fists with the crowd, and some showed no sign at all.

Xu Fu stared at An Zaitian with lightning eyes. This was the first time the two thousand-year-old demons had met each other. He smiled slightly and said to An Zaitian: "We finally meet."

An Zaitian nodded slightly: "Yes, we finally meet."

However, he felt nervous, because even he couldn't see through Xu Fu's cultivation, and he couldn't help but worry about Xiao Ling. If he could break through the seventh level and successfully practice the Bitter Spring Tribulation, then it would be okay. If he failed, he would face serious consequences.

Are you sure of winning against such an unfathomable Xu Fu?

Xu Fu only had eyes for the people on An Zaitian's side, and other people could not enter his eyes at all. He asked calmly: "Isn't he here yet?"

Xiao Yan said without being humble or arrogant: "The child is loose by nature, neglects discipline, does not know etiquette, and neglects his seniors. I hope that seniors will forgive me. Before he comes, if seniors have given me advice, as his father, I can learn from him on his behalf."

Yin Luoxue then said calmly: "As his mother, I have the unshirkable responsibility for a child to develop such a character. If seniors have any advice, I, as his mother, can also learn from him."

"Haha...the two of them are both dragons and phoenixes among men. It is rare in the world. Such a divine couple, no wonder they can give birth to such a talented and talented son, a generation of Lin'er." Xu Fu looked at Xiao Yan and Yin Luoxue, approvingly.

He nodded, then smiled relaxedly, "It doesn't matter, just give him a little more time to make full preparations. I've been waiting for so many years, and it won't be less than this time and a half."

He looked at An Zaitian and said with a pun: "Although you and I have never met, we have been friends for thousands of years. Today, we finally meet at Feixian Terrace. It's better to meet by chance than to meet each other. How about sitting down and talking about it?"

An Zaitian laughed loudly and said, "That's how it should be." Then he walked towards Xu Fu, the two sat opposite each other, and everyone followed suit. The two old monsters didn't speak, and everyone was surprised. Didn't they say they had a good talk?

?Why don't you say anything? We have known each other for thousands of years, and now that we are meeting each other, why can't we still communicate with each other through our eyes?

How did they know that these two old monsters could string together their voices and that no one else could know the content of their words?

Everyone waited from afternoon to evening, when the sun went down and the sky was filled with sunset. Then night fell again, everything was silent, there were no stars, no moon, and no one could see anything in Sanqing Valley, so everyone lit a bonfire with firewood.

Lighting. The two old monsters still sat facing each other, with occasional expressions and laughter, but no conversation.

We sat there until dawn again. The time for the battle had passed, but Xiao Ling never showed up.

Everyone completely lost their patience, and the three Xiaohan girls were even more anxious. Yin Luoxue whispered: "Long'er, Xiaoxue Han'er, can you feel where Ling'er is now and what her situation is like?"

The three girls didn't answer, but some people couldn't help it anymore. Originally, the two old monsters were here and they had a talk with Hua Xia, so no one dared to make a mistake. Now, after waiting for a whole day and night, Xiao Ling was nowhere to be seen, and everyone was very angry.

"It's too much. It actually let all of us go."

"Since we are too timid to fight, we shouldn't have accepted the challenge in the first place, which would have made our journey in vain."

"In front of Xu Fu, such a worldly expert condescended to come. He actually made his senior wait for a whole day. He is really arrogant and arrogant."

"You're so young, you've made some small achievements, and yet you're so arrogant. What if in a few years, you're not so arrogant anymore?"

Long Nu and Leng Xue's eyes narrowed, and their murderous intent became more and more intense. They didn't bother to argue with them at first, but now they were very anxious. They were still nagging and slandering Xiao Ling, and they wished they could chop these people off one by one with a sword.

An Zaitian, who had been sitting all night, suddenly stood up and handed over to Xu Fu: "Since everyone is impatient with waiting, and the little guy hasn't arrived yet, as his half-master, I will fight on behalf of his disciples and show his respect to the seniors."
Chapter completed!