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The Four Elephant Beads are different from other magical weapons, and the weapons that the Four Elephant Beads make are real.

Just like this, a huge sword slashed towards the black robe old man and the disciples behind him.

The giant sword transformed by the four elephant beads brought a huge sense of threat to the black-robed old man. Although he could not see his face, Xu Fan still saw it through his eyes. At this moment, the black-robed old man has long lost the previous calmness and panic in his eyes. Xu Fan has a panoramic view.

However, the black robe old man also had some means, and then he sacrificed four magical artifacts from his waist and greeted him with the green lotus at his feet.

At the same time, the five artifacts exuded brilliant light, and they violently collided with the huge sword made by Xu Fan's four elephant beads.

After a loud bang, the giant sword formed by the four elephant beads was slammed back to its original shape.

Xu Fan checked it out, but fortunately, the Sixiangzhu was not damaged.

After a loud noise, the entire Kunlun Mountains seemed to be crumbling.

The five artifacts above the sky were still hovering above Xu Fan's head, and Xu Fan poured a lot of innate true energy into the Sixiangzhu.

After a short while, a huge sword as large as one thousand feet appeared in the sky again.

The giant sword made by the four elephant beads slammed into the object and the magical artifact again and again, and a loud noise echoed between the heaven and the earth.

"puff!"

The black-robed old man shook his body, stepped back, and sprayed out a mouthful of blood. How could he be Xu Fan's opponent in such a savage fight? The most indispensable thing Xu Fan lacks is the true energy in his body.

Just when Xu Fan was about to end the battle, a black figure in the distant sky flew over here.

"Hahaha, I can't imagine that there are such masters in the mortal world of the small world, but if I hurt my disciple, then I will save my life."

A deep voice came from a distance.

"Master, save me!" The black-robed old man shouted towards the dark shadow.

Who is Xu Fan? He doesn't take so much into account at all. He raises his sword and falls.

The black robe old man was directly beheaded, lazily cut off, and even the soul was dissipated on the spot.

"So courageous!" The voice in the distance sounded again.

An old man in a white robe with a fairy style and bones gradually appeared in front of Xu Fan, followed by a group of disciples, and the strength of each of those disciples was not weaker than the previous black robe old man.

"Boy, hand over the secret treasure and let you die happily, otherwise I will put your soul into the magic weapon, day and night, and I will not regret it at that time." The old man said coldly.

"Xu will not kill the unknown! Please also sign up!" Xu Fan said lightly.

"You don't deserve to know the name of this seat, bring the secret treasure!" The white robe old man said coldly.

The sneer at the corner of Xu Fan's mouth became stronger, and he didn't deal with the old man in the white robe.

"Good good!"

The white-robed old man sneered a few times, and then shouted violently: "Finalize."

The disciples behind him shouted in unison: "Yes!"

Then I saw that the disciples behind him offered magic weapons and sabers one after another, and a huge green lotus appeared in the sky above the Kunlun Mountains not long after.

This huge green lotus covered the sky and covered the sun, and thousands of sword auras shot out from above this green lotus.

"Qing Lian Sect is a good hand, use the Zhu Xian Qing Lian formation against a mortal,"

Just when the white-robed old man was waiting to attack Xu Fan with a bunch of people, a voice came from the depths of the Kunlun Mountains.

"Old monk Shikong, there is nothing to do with you here. I am avenging the disciple of the doorman, and I am unwilling to do with you." The old man in white robe gave a low growl, and then rushed towards the direction of the voice.

"Relax?" Xu Fan thought to himself, the name seemed familiar.

However, before Xu Fan continued to think about it, the sky above Kunlun shot blue.

This Zhuxian Qinglian formation is the strongest formation of Qinglian Gate, and there is no one. It is also an extremely exquisite swordsmanship when looking at the heavens and hundreds of realms.

...

At this time, the monk named Shi Kong was entangled by the white-robed old man, and couldn't get out for a while. Looking at the blue sky, he sighed in his heart: "What a good seedling, it's a pity."

It is not wrong for Shi Kong to think so, after all, it is Zhuxian Qinglian Formation.

"Zhu Xian Qinglian formation?" Xu Fan snorted coldly.

Then I saw a glint flash in Xu Fan's eyes, and then Xu Fan closed his eyes and muttered, "The way is natural!"

The third layer of the Longevity Jue was also enlightened by Xu Fan at this moment.

The third layer of the Longevity Secret Art is also the last layer of the Longevity Secret Art. Gu Ming Changsheng, the Longevity Secret Art, often lives and death in one thought, and that's how it is, often the strong can crumble millions of corpses with one thought.

If it wasn't for my luck, I don't know how many times I have died, and I stand out on the edge of death again and again.

Xu Fan was conspired by the Master of Heaven to be reborn on this body, which can be regarded as Nirvana rebirth. Xu Fan has a deeper understanding of life and death than anyone else.

I saw Xu Fan's eyes suddenly opened, and then Xu Fan made a decision with both hands horizontally and vertically.

Then a very tyrannical seal headed towards the green lotus above the sky.

The entire Kunlun Mountains were shaken by shock.

The disciples of the Qinglian Gate were also stunned. They hadn't recovered for a long time. They looked into the air together, and they seemed to feel that Xu Fan's seal could crush the green lotus, and that seal could destroy the Zhuxian Qinglian formation.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, the entire sky turned grayish white. At this moment, it seemed that the entire world had entered an ethereal realm. There was no second color except black and white.

Xu Fan knew that this was the third level of the cycle of life and death, and black and white represented life and death.

After a loud noise, Qinglian dissipated in the realm of black and white.

It was as if the Qinglian with a strong killing intent had never appeared before.

All the disciples were a little stunned. They didn't know why the Zhu Xian Qing Lian formation was broken by such a kid, and it seemed very simple, it seemed that the Zhu Xian Qing Lian formation had been described as a fake in front of him.

After stunned, a group of disciples looked at each other. When they realized that Xu Fan's realm was not very high, they all looked at each other and shouted in unison: "Kill!"

When a group of Qinglianmen disciples rushed up, there was a rare fierceness in Xu Fan's eyes.

The four elephant beads in Xu Fan's hand turned around, and a huge sword about a thousand meters in size appeared in the air.

"dead!"

Xu Fan yelled violently, and the giant sword in the sky swung away at the Qinglianmen disciples.

All the Qinglian Clan disciples felt an extremely powerful sword aura, rushing towards their faces, and they were all shaken back after a short while.

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At this moment, Shi Kong and the white-robed old man are indifferent. On a peak in the Kunlun Mountains, the white-robed old man cut out an abyss with a single sword, and tens of thousands of creatures have turned into nothingness.

When Shikong saw this, he sighed, and his moves were even sharper.

"Amitabha Buddha, the donor is so vicious." Shi Kong said that he was a palm towards the white robe old man.

A palm directly repelled the white-robed old man to a hundred feet away.