"The Extremely Cold Ice Domain, it is not a domain-level supernatural power, just the tip of the iceberg, it has such great power, the ancient family has been inherited to this day, it is really not to be underestimated. Du Fan muttered, then looked down.

Below, the Qixia Sect's mountain protection array was fully opened, and through the light curtain of the magic array, Du Fan saw Liu Wensheng, the ancestor of Qixia, Ouyang Xuan, who was as rich as jade, Tang Wan, who was peerless, Elder Taishang surnamed Jiang, and Elder Taishang surnamed Li...... These people have not changed much as they did back then, but when Du Fan looked at the other familiar faces, his heart suddenly filled with an indescribable sourness.

Peony Fairy, Du Fan has been artistically graced, is considered his half of the master, this woman was thirty years old, a biluo long skirt, eyes like water, beautiful face, gentle and virtuous, can be called a generation of beauties, living alone in the bamboo building, like a fairy escaping the world, but now it is entering the twilight of the year, becoming a hunched old woman, the body is weak, the hair is gray, the face is full of wrinkles, the beauty is twilight, it is a pity.

A group of women in palace costumes stood together, they had been young and beautiful, but now they have been reduced to middle age, no longer young, their hair is mixed with white silk, their faces are full of vicissitudes, and their eyes looking at Du Fan are full of nostalgia and a kind of sadness that time has passed.

When these women were still teenage girls, they were dressed in yellow cedars, full of vitality, often followed Chen Ru's side, smiling, innocent and lively, carefree, one by one, a senior sister screamed, chirping and jumping like birds all day long, as if they had inexhaustible strength and endless words, and they had also teased and teased Du Fan, but now that they have passed away, their eyes are dim, they have become silent, often accompanied by sighs, only occasionally remembering the past, their eyes will rarely bloom.

Vaguely, Du Fan seemed to travel through time and space, returning to that dusk, and met a group of young men and girls on the mountain path, who looked at themselves with innocent and curious eyes, one by one, lively and excited, and called Elder Du crisply.

There are still many people, former disciples of the Qi Refining Period, Deacon Zhuji, Elder Jindan, or Elder Taishang, all of whom have changed their appearance, their bodies are no longer straight, and their skin is no longer crystal clear, this is the power of the years, which makes people helpless and helpless.

In a valley, the autumn wind is bleak, and there are many large tombs, and Elder Jindan and Elder Taishang of Qixia Sect were buried here after their deaths.

Du Fan's divine thoughts swept over, and he saw the name of "Maple Leaf" on a tombstone, he was the former sect master of Qixia Sect, with a high status and power, every decision issued can affect the pattern of Zhongzhou's cultivation realm, everyone in the world knows it, and he is a veritable big man.

On another tombstone, engraved with "Meng Jiutong" three big characters, few people know this name, because when he was alive, he lived in a simple place, acted in a low-key manner, and never showed people by his real name, but as soon as the name of "Xuankongzi" came out, everyone in the world changed color, he was the second master of Qixia Sect, his cultivation was unfathomable, and the art of killing was unique in the world, and it was rumored that his combat power and cultivation had been above Liu Wensheng, the ancestor of Qixia, and he was the first person under the real god of the Kyushu continent, and he died under the siege of Wentianzong in the Kyushu chaos decades ago.

In addition, among the many tombstones, there are many names that Du Fan is both familiar and unfamiliar with, some of them died in the war, some died in the realm breakthrough, and some died at the end of their lives, no matter what the reason, they are always gone, leaving the world forever.

Perhaps, these people in the tomb are lucky, at least they left their names and legends, if there are no major changes in this world, their tombstones can be kept for a long time, and for a long time after that, they will be worshiped by the disciples of Qixia, and they will also leave their names in the annals of history.

Compared to the people in the tomb, those ordinary low-level monks will only turn into a wisp of green smoke after death, completely dissipate, and many years later, they will be completely forgotten by this world, and no one knows that they have been here.

"If I make it back alive, I'm still your elder, take care. Du Fan showed a smile and spoke softly, the voice was not loud, but it clearly reached the minds of everyone in the Qixia Sect, and everyone who heard it was moved.

Du Fan resolutely turned around, raised his hand to cut open a void crack, and his figure disappeared into it in a flash.

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Yandang Mountain Range is a rare blessed land, the aura of Zhong Tiandi, the essence of the sun and the moon, one of the three super sects in Zhongzhou, the Yandang Sect, opened the mountain and established a faction here, for 10,000 years, the incense is prosperous, the heritage is strong, the inheritance is immortal, and it has become one of the most powerful Taoist systems after ancient times.

The Yandang Mountain Range has been a pure land since ancient times, even if the Kyushu chaos failed to spread the flames of war here, but on this day, a huge sword light pierced the sky, swept through the sky, and slashed directly on the Yandang Sect's mountain protection array.

After a loud "boom" that destroyed the world and the earth, the Yandang Sect's large array shattered, as fragile as thin ice.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh......" Soon, more than a dozen figures rose into the sky, their expressions full of anger and horror.

Everyone looked around, but there was no figure, and they couldn't help but be surprised.

An old man in a long robe had a glint in his eyes, and suddenly took a step forward, clenched his fists into the void, and said without humility or arrogance: "Your Excellency is the Yan senior of the Seven Star Business Alliance? ”

In his cognition, there are only three people who can do this today, one is Du Fan who has returned from the king, the other is the first person in Kyushu to ask the Heavenly Ancestor, and the remaining one is the Lord of the Seven Star Alliance.

However, for a very special reason, it is impossible for the Asking Heaven Ancestor to fight the Yandang Sect, and although the Seven Star Business Alliance, the Qixia Sect, and the Yandang Sect are not in the same spirit, they have always been in the same camp in terms of strategic pattern, and there is no personal grudge with Du Fan, the other party should not be like this, but the Lord of the Seven Star Alliance is different.

The Lord of the Seven Star Alliance has a bold spirit, he closed the life and death barrier back then, and wanted to break through to the late stage of the Transformation of the Gods, and went against the sky of the Blue Star Realm, but he leaked the news, which led to a sneak attack at a critical moment, and from this realm he fell, and he turned into seven, this matter is inseparable from the shadow of the Yandang Sect, even if it is done secretly, there are traces to follow.

With such a reason, the mastermind of the Yandang Sect, that is, the old man in the long robe, mistakenly thought that the other party was the leader of the Seven Star Alliance, and came to avenge his personal revenge.

"It turns out that there is still such an account, and today I will settle it for the Seven Star Alliance Lord. As the words echoed, in front of the old man in the long robe, the void suddenly parted a gap, and a person walked out with a sword, it was Du Fan.

Previously, he had obtained some information from several Orientalized God Ancestors through soul searching, and combined with the current performance of the old man in the long robe, it was not difficult to deduce some old secrets.