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"Hmm? Who were these people? Could it be that this was sent by Nangrong Yanlong? " Qingyang was quite puzzled as well.

Three of them were cultivating fire, two were cultivating water, and two were cultivating wood. Two of the water elementalists had completely suppressed the fire cultivation expert, so they had no way of taking care of the others.

The two huge water dragons circled the sky as if they were intelligent and attacked the expert from two sides. The two water elementalists also released different types of spells one above and one below. Although they were unable to kill the expert, they still made him tired and the flame barrier in front of his body trembled.

Just as he was about to turn around to save his comrade, he saw a roaring water dragon shoot out a surging wave. It hurriedly waved its hand and sent out a flame wave to block it. This way, it wouldn't get injured.

The attacks of the two dragons could not be said to be weak, but at least they were mainly used to harass others. The Great Void Sect's expert scolded repeatedly in panic, but the other two still had smiles on their faces, no matter how you cursed, I was as steady as a rock, my appearance was extremely infuriating.

Bored by the relentless attacks of the two dragons, the Great Void Sect's expert retreated several hundred meters back before stopping mid-air. He then coldly said, "Who exactly are you two?"

He waved his hand to signal the two water dragons to swim behind him. One of the two huge creatures shot a glance at the two water dragons and laughed, "We? The person who will take your life. "

As for the other person, his appearance could not be seen clearly under the large black robe. However, his slender hands that held the sword startled everyone, and his soft voice entered their ears, shocking them. This person was actually a woman!

"The one who took Junlong's life."

He hadn't expected that this South Rongjun would actually be in the mountains of corpses, and the woman's charm skills were probably not shallow. With just a few words, she was actually able to affect his mind, and his mind was temporarily blank for half a breath of time! In just half a breath, if he wanted to kill someone, that would be enough!

Moreover, this voice sounded somewhat familiar, but he just couldn't recall where it came from.

The two old vultures beside him had calm expressions on their faces. From the looks of it, they appeared to be eighty percent alike and should be a pair of brothers. The only difference was that one of them had black hair and a black robe, while the other had white hair.

What was even more shocking was that the white-haired old man had killed a person with a wave of his hand. Only with a single breath was he able to save the life of that Xiantian Foundation Establishment expert.

"I never expected that my royal brother would actually mobilize the Umbra's people. "Admirable, admirable."

Qingyang narrowed his eyes and looked over. That six foot tall youth had shoulder-length hair and a valiant aura around him. Who else could he be other than the first prince of the Nangrong family, Nan Rong Junlong?

The two opposing sides had also stopped fighting when the three people appeared and gathered together. The five males and one female who were attacking were all trapped in black robes, but they were nearly unharmed. They lined up in a row and their auras were released without restraint.

The Great Void Sect powerhouse was only slightly injured, so it was not a big deal. However, the two Spirit Refinement Stage powerhouses were breathing heavily, and a captivating red color even hung on the corners of their lips. As for the Foundation Establishment Stage expert that had not died, he was in an even more miserable state, covered in blood, one of his arms hung limply by his side.

Turning his head to look at his subordinates, Nan Rong's complexion became a bit ugly. He frowned and said, "You are quite ruthless. You crippled three of my Xiantian subordinates."

From the looks of it, the six of them were somewhat fearful of the two weird elders standing beside Nanrong Junlong. The man in the lead said indifferently, "The ones beside the First Prince are the two Black and White Elders.

Qingyang was startled in his heart. He had never heard of the two black and white elders before. However, even with his' Verdant Wood Sun Pupils', he was still unable to see through the two of them.

"Oh? "Brat, do you know our names?" The white-haired old man laughed sinisterly to the side. He didn't pay attention to the Junlong, who was standing to the side, as he asked with great interest.

"The two seniors' names are like a thunderclap to the ears. How could this junior not know?" That person laughed softly and replied respectfully: "I just did not expect that the two of you would actually be invited. I miscalculated, I miscalculated."

"Interesting." Nodding his head, a fierce look suddenly flashed across the white-haired old man's eyes. "Since you know our names, you should also be clear that we will not leave anyone alive."

The man in black was stunned, but he did not reply for a long time. Instead, a barely audible sigh came from the woman behind him, as if she was lamenting the pain of her life, as if she was afraid that her life would end today.

The Black and White Elders had become famous a hundred years ago. The two of them were just as evil, doing things according to their own preferences. However, no matter who they were fighting, they had never left anyone alive.

He had learned an ancient set of combined immortal arts, and he was also a twin brother. When it came to coordination, it was extremely tacit understanding. In a battle between cultivators of the same cultivation level, almost no one was a match for him.

A hundred years ago, the two of them swept the entire Nine Prefectures, and their opponents were rarely seen, so they could be considered extremely arrogant, but they seemed to have disappeared in a night. Many people guessed that these two old men had provoked some unknown expert and were killed.

"Then, I ask for the two elders' guidance." The six of them had no time to hesitate now. The man in black signaled them with his eyes and the six of them charged forward.

As for Junlong, he took a step back with a smile on his face. The two black and white elders behind him also understood. Nodding their heads, they increased their speed and rushed towards the six people.

At this point, no one could have imagined that Qingyang believed that at most he would only have a few Sun God powerhouses by his side. Judging from the postures of these two old men, they were probably even more terrifying at the Daomerge realm!

The six who had been in the vanguard were now like turtles trapped in a jar. Judging from the conversation between the black-robed man and the white-haired elder, they could roughly guess that this battle would most likely end in a complete victory for Junlong from the south.

They used their hidden trump cards. The two water elementalists not only summoned the water dragon, but the sword wielding woman blocked the two wood elementalists behind her. The fire elementalists, on the other hand, charged forward with the same imposing manner as the other one.

The water dragon roared and two thick streams of water shot out from its mouth. The female immortal sword moved consecutively, and the temperature in the air suddenly dropped, ice and snow danced everywhere, slowly condensing into a cold and oppressive ice blade in the air. With a light shout, the woman wrapped in countless ice shards pierced towards the two black and white elders!

The two fire elementalists waved their hands, and waves of flame shot out from their hands. The other one, on the other hand, had an endless set of hand seals, as thick clouds suddenly gathered in midair, and countless ice thorns formed. Like a storm, they rained down on the two who were still smiling.

Slightly shaking his head, the white-haired old man looked at the various ferocious techniques that filled the sky. He slowly lifted one of his hands horizontally and extended a finger.

"An ant trying to shake a tree, you overestimate yourself."