Fantasy: I, Open Treasure Chests Infinitely, Prove Heavenly Emperor

As soon as Zhao Fanzhen said it, other masters of the orthodox faction looked at each other, but no one stood up.

Because everyone knows that there was some disagreement between the two factions of Qingtian Jianmen and Qingcheng Mountain many years ago.

And that Zhao Fanzhen was also extremely talented in his early years, but he lost to Tianlongzi of Qingtian Sword Gate in countless sparring sessions.

Then I saw that the high-ranking powerhouses of the Qingtian Sword Sect came late, and Daoist Cang Yun was even more polite.

This meal made Zhao Fan, one of the three great elders, really upset, so he couldn't help but say a few more words.

Of course, the heads and ancestors of the dozens of orthodox sects on the Sword Discourse Arena also wanted to know where that white-clothed sword fairy is Sacred!

After all, in these years, it was rumored that this person was a hidden senior of Qingtian Jianmen, which was quite mysterious.

"Comrades, I need to say a thing or two about this matter."

At this moment, Tianlongzi stood up, glanced around the masters of various sects, and then said.

"The white-clothed sword fairy that was rumored back then did indeed rescue my Qingtian Sword Sect disciple, but there is no such person in my Qingtian Sword Sect. All the rumors in the wilderness practice world are not true."

"Hahaha... If anyone in the same circle knows that white-clothed sword fairy, please recommend him. I, Qingtian Sword Sect, have not yet thanked him for the great kindness of saving all the disciples back then."

As soon as the words fell, Tian Longzi turned his head to look at Zhao Fanzhen, this old opponent who has been defeated and defeated repeatedly!

According to rumors, Zhao Fanzhen once fell in love with a strange woman with both talent and beauty, but that strange woman later moved on and fell in love with Tianlongzi.

It's a pity that Tianlongzi back then devoted himself to cultivation and aspired to improve in Martial Dao, so he was not close to women at all.

In the end, the strange woman was disheartened, she abolished her Cultivation Base and turned into a mortal, forty years later she died alone in the mountains and forests.

Although Zhao Fanzhen knew that this matter was not Tianlongzi's fault, he was jealous and resentful towards Tianlongzi, which led to the disharmony between Qingchengshan and Qingtianjianmen.

"By the way, Zhao Fanzhen, your background in Qingcheng Mountain is no less than that of my Qingtian Sword Gate, and there are three Supreme Elders sitting in the gate. Why is it that the Dishui Sword Sect is in trouble now, and the three Supreme Elders have come to you alone?! Isn't it too much?" No sincerity?"

As soon as Tianlongzi said this, the other Sect people on the Sword Discourse Arena looked at each other knowingly.

But there is still no one to smooth things over, and it's better not to provoke two such big men.

Hearing this, Zhao Fanzhen's expression changed, but he didn't say much.

"Hehehe... Both of you are senior masters in my wilderness practice world. Please see that my ancestor of the Dripping Sword Sect has friendship with both of you. Bar."

Daoist Cang Yun smiled and smoothed things over.

In fact, he also got some rumors yesterday that there might be some troublesome problems in Mount Qingcheng...

It directly led to the emptiness of Qingcheng Mountain at this moment, and it was too busy to take care of itself, so the three Taishang Elders only came to Zhao Fanzhen!

Seeing that the masters of the Dishui Sword Sect were smoothing things over so politely, Tian Longzi, who didn't care at all, nodded slightly.

And the six elders behind Tianlongzi also looked at each other and smiled. Although Dage has a bad temper, he still puts the overall situation first!

A moment later, in front of the ancestral altar of the Dishui Sword Sect, the entire Sword Discourse Arena in the air fell silent.

Daoist Cang Yun also heaved a sigh of relief, and immediately spoke.

"It's not too late, let's get down to business. You guys also know that there are problems with the seal of the ancestral altar of my Dripping Sword Sect, as well as the Demon Sealing Valley in the mountain."

"Even if I sent two Supreme Elders to pay the price of their own lifespan, they still couldn't completely suppress those changes!"

"Cang Yun implores all comrades to help my Dripping Sword Sect suppress the two seals, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous!"

Cang Yun Daoist saluted the crowd cupped hands and said impassionedly.

But at this moment, a gray-clothed disciple rushed towards him at a high speed, and shouted regardless of etiquette...

"The master is not good...something...something has happened!"

This disciple looked extremely flustered, his face was pale, he knelt down in front of Daoist Cang Yun and said in a crying voice.

"The old man who guarded the ancestral altar...his old man...has fallen!"

As soon as the disciple finished speaking, everyone on the Sword Discourse Arena stood up!

Daoist Cang Yun said just now that there are only two Supreme Elders left in the door to suppress the seal.

The one guarding the ancestral altar is the Canghai swordsman Si Jiannan, and the one guarding the Fengmo Valley is the golden lantern swordsman Xia Suiliang!

But in a short while, one of the Supreme Elders guarding the seal of the Dripping Sword Sect fell?

This sudden change made all the high-level figures on the Sword Discourse Arena feel bad...

Obviously, the current situation in the Dripping Sword Sect is even more severe than the Zhengdao sects originally imagined.

"What are you talking about...?"

Daoist Cang Yun was stunned for a moment, his whole body trembled a little, his face turned pale.

But as the head of the sect, he still tried his best to take a deep breath to stabilize his mind.

"I don't dare to talk nonsense, it's...the ancestor Sima...has indeed fallen."

The disciple cried, as if he still couldn't accept the bad news.

Daoist Cangyun endured his grief, and without any hesitation, he turned his head and bowed to the big figures of the sect.

"Everyone in the wasteland, according to the current situation, the situation is extremely critical. The Supreme Elder Si Jiannan, who I sent to guard the ancestral altar, has fallen..."

"This must be the work of the Heaven Devouring Ancestor who was suppressed under the altar. Compared with a few thousand years ago, the Devil Dao giant's strength has not declined a bit, and it is still terrifyingly strong..."

"This big devil has almost broken through the seal of the ancestral altar many times. Mr. Si must have exhausted his mind and life...that's why he fell down!! This damned ancestor!"

After saying this, Daoist Cang Yun's eyes were already red, his fists were clenched tightly, and his whole body was full of green veins, grief and anger!