C465 Kunlun five elders

Ye Qian had never planned to kill Fan Nuoyi before. After all, after his battle with Fan Nuoyi, Ye Qian's consumption of energy was too great, and the current Ye Qian had not fully developed his Mortal Realm yet. Unless he reached the peak of the Worldly Immortal Stage and swept across the entire Mortal Realm, Ye Qian would not foolishly expose himself and make him the target of those Hidden Gate.

However, Fan Nuoyi's actions had completely crossed Ye Qian's bottom line. When it was clear who was at the top and who was at the bottom, he actually wanted to use a magical equipment to kill him.

As for the enemy that had given up all hope to threaten his life, Ye Qian would definitely not let him go. The conceited Fan Nuoyi had no choice but to become the first soul under the Xuan-yuan Sword.

After killing Fan Nuoyi, Ye Qian's condition wasn't much better, and he hastily took care of Fan Nuoyi's corpse. Ye Qian quickly returned to his own villa, with the help of the Five Element Spirit Convergence Array, no matter if it was cultivation or recovery, Ye Qian's results were twice as good.

However, at this time, a thousand miles away on the mountain of Kunlun.

An old man in a snow-white daoist robe looked up at the sky. His originally smiling face instantly darkened.

The old hand slowly clenched into a fist and the light in his eyes became gloomy. He muttered to himself, "Jiangnan, in Jiangnan... The Thailand Emperor's Sword has been unsheathed, but I never thought that the first life of this Thailand Emperor's Sword would come from my Mount Kunlun. "

"Heaven Chosen? Heaven Chosen? Could it really be that after 300 years, the same thing has happened? Is it still the turn of our Hollow Jade Temple to face the calamity?"

After muttering to himself for a while, the white robed old man's eyes suddenly focused, and he snorted, "Although it is said that 'the one who follows the heavens will take care of it', this thousand years of history of Mount Kunlun cannot be destroyed by the Poverty-stricken People …"

As he spoke, the old Daoist waved his hand and a ray of light flashed in the center of his palm, directly shooting towards the horizon. After the ray of light dissipated, a sound echoed on the summit of the entire Snow Region's Kunlun: "Sect Leader Command, Kunlun Five Peak Elders, come quickly and assemble in the great hall.

Not even an hour had passed, and within the great hall with the towering Mount Kunlun and bright lamps, figures began to sway between the murmurs.

Only, one of the figures complained as he walked: "He actually used the Sect Leader's Token in the middle of the night. What's so new about his Mount Kunlun?"

"Who knows? Speaking of which, Poverty-stricken People has not been to the main peak of the Kunlun for many years."

"Humph, with Sect Leader Sou here, why would we go to the main peak? We're just leaving jokes!"

"Haha, junior brother Yan, it seems like you are still unwilling to give up on that match fifty years ago …"

"Humph!"

Not long later, five figures, four men and one woman, all wearing Daoist robes, stood within the main hall. In the center of the great hall of the Mount Kunlun, white-robed Taoist had his hair stuck to his chest, while two Sword Attendant Disciples stood respectfully behind his.

When the five Mount Kunlun elders who had heard the news and seen white-robed Taoist, although they were extremely unwilling, they still gave a respectful bow. "Greetings Senior Brother Sect Leader.

white-robed Taoist smiled kindly and waved his hand: "Junior Brothers, there is no need to be so courteous." After that, the white-robed Taoist turned to the Sword Attendant Disciple behind him and said: "Tong Er, look at your Martial Uncle s!"

Immediately after, the Sword Attendant disciple hurriedly moved five yellow and flowery wooden chairs engraved with the Azure Dragon and White Tiger to the back of the hall, and placed them in order.

You look at me, I look at you, and then, I sat down.

If Ye Qian was present at the moment, he would definitely be shocked, and his heart would be shocked about the status of Mount Kunlun. Just a mere Hollow Jade Temple branch in the Mortal Realm alone had six Worldly Immortals, and the old man in the white robe was probably already in the semi-divine realm. From the distribution of Mortal Realm, this was a terrifying matter.

Glancing at the five people seated below them, the white robed old man pursed his lips and chuckled: "Fellow junior brothers, although I am of the same Kunlun as you, I have not seen you for many years. However, today, I see that my fellow junior brothers' cultivation have increased yet again, it is truly a joyous occasion!"

The white-robed old Daoist came up and greeted him.

However, it was clear that not all of the five people he sat on were willing to buy from him.

The first person seated on the left side of the hall was a muscular Daoist who appeared to be around forty to fifty years old. The Daoist was wearing a green daoist robe, had a white beard and beard, and his eyes were wide open.

Clasping his hands lightly, the Daoist man in green said, "Senior Brother Kou, for you to use the Sect Leader's Token to summon us here in the middle of the night, you can't be trying to teach us your cultivation, right?"

After he finished, his eyes flashed with a gold light, and his entire body was filled with Fighting Spirit s.

As the Daoist man in green asked, the other four people also looked at each other. Then, they started whispering to each other.

The white robed old man laughed awkwardly and said: "Junior Yan, this time Poverty-stricken People has used the Sect Leader Command Token to summon you all here. Firstly, we haven't seen your junior brothers for many years, so I miss them a lot.

"Oh? "I don't know why senior brother Kou is talking about …"

As the green-robed Daoist spoke, the woman sitting at his hand asked curiously. The woman had delicate features and her hair was tied in a bun. She looked to be in her twenties or thirties, and her voice was very clear.

"Junior Sister Murong, don't be so anxious. Let's hear it from For Brother!" The white robed old man sighed lightly and continued, "Ten months ago, For Brother was observing the sky at night. The Violet Myrtle Emperor's star slowly rose and the Thailand Emperor's Sword descended back into the human realm. The For Brother seemed to be about to face a great calamity. The person who wielded the Thailand Emperor's Sword should be the person who made the heavenly selection to kill them. That is why the For Brother sent the disciple Fan Nuoyi to the mortal realm, the person chosen by Yue Huantian … "

The white robed old man continued, "However, For Brother never expected that the chosen one would have already fallen into the devilish path. It's just that tonight, For Brother's disciple, Fan Nuoyi, became the first soul to die under the Emperor's sword.

Hearing the white-robed Taoist's words, the five Kunlun Elders seated inside the hall looked at each other in dismay.

They had once seen the great human calamity in the ancient records of the Kunlun, but the time needed to cultivate was too short after all. Not many people had personally experienced it, so they were skeptical. However, regarding the death of the heaven chosen ones and the Mount Kunlun disciples, the five of them had different reactions.

Some people sighed while others lowered their heads in silence. However, the green-robed Daoist revealed a look of schadenfreude.

He smacked the corner of his lips and continued to speak with a bitter smile: "Fellow junior brothers, the death of Fan Nuoyi has already sounded the alarm for our Kunlun Faction. Now that a great calamity has descended, the heaven chosen people seem to want to take action against my Kunlun Faction.

"For Brother has been in charge of the Kunlun for more than fifty years, so we cannot just sit idly by. Watching my Kunlun sink into this calamity, I hope that all of you junior brothers will be sincere and united.

Saying that, he became the chief of the white-robed Taoist, very righteous. The five peak Worldly Immortal Stage Daoists immediately stood up and returned the greeting.

Although the words of the white-robed Taoist were sincere, the five seated inside the palace were still unable to understand what the enigmatic Senior Brother Sect Leader was trying to do.

"Senior Brother Sect Leader, since a great calamity is about to befall our Mortal Realm, how should we, the disciples of the Kunlun, handle it?"

Originally, the azure-robed Daoist had wanted to make things difficult for the white-robed old man, but he had given the white-robed old man an opportunity to make use of this opportunity.

The old white-robed cultivator let out a sigh, "Sigh, all of our destiny is in the hands of the chosen ones of heaven. Based on For Brother's foolishness, there were only two options left. First, if my Mount Kunlun appears, then I will once again select the person who will be chosen by the heavens. The person who will be chosen will be part of my Kunlun lineage, so there will naturally be no problem for me to build my thousand years of foundation in Kunlun. Secondly, by killing the chosen one from the heaven and seizing the Emperor Sword, with the Human Emperor's Sword in hand, you can guarantee that my Kunlun will not be worrisome. "

After speaking, the white-robed Daolord swept his gaze across the five seated figures.

"Fan Nuoyi is one of the top disciples of the third generation in my Kunlun, his cultivation has already reached the middle stages of the Earth Origin Stage, yet he was killed by the heaven chosen ones. Juniors, may I know which of you would personally come to the lower realms to search for the chosen one? "

In an instant, the five players looked at each other again.

Fan Nuoyi was the Sect Leader's direct disciple but he was already dead.

If he was able to subdue someone from the heaven chosen one, then the mountain peak that he would be at in the future would definitely stand out in terms of his position in the Kunlun. He might even be able to take the lead in the Immortal Sword Conference fifty years from now and win the position of Sect Leader. However, if one was unable to subdue a chosen one of the heaven's chosen one, they would very likely be despised by the heavens. At that time, the result would be very difficult to predict.

The pros and cons were clearly visible. Some of the players in the group didn't say anything, while others didn't care. However, some of them began to get restless.

In the green robe, the Yan surnamed Daoist stood up first and said: "Senior Brother Sect Leader, since this heaven chosen one is so impudent, daring to kill Sect Leader's disciples, then leaving him here is also a disaster. Junior will go down the mountain now, and after obtaining his name, we will bring the Thailand Emperor's Sword back!"

The white-robed cultivator was delighted and quickly nodded his head: "Then I'll have to trouble you, junior apprentice-brother Yan!"

"For my Mount Kunlun, I will not refuse even if it costs me my life!"

With that, the green-robed cultivator turned and left the Kunlun Palace Hall.

However, not long after he left, a sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth as he muttered to himself, "Heaven chosen … Heaven chosen … good … looks like the chance has finally come." Once Poverty-stricken People accepts the chosen one from the heaven, let's see how your old man Kou will continue to fight against my Qingmai Peak, in fifty years, Poverty-stricken People will definitely be able to sit in the position of Sect Leader and become the next ruler of this majestic Kunlun! "

After a long laugh, the Daoist man rode off with a complacent expression on his face.