The senior leaders of the Nine Generation Sect looked at each other, and they were all bitter in their hearts. The sect leader was killed, the Black Flame King was killed, and the three ancestors were captured. Do they have any choice?

The First Supreme Elder quickly ordered the Great Elder, "Go and call the Holy Son out and accept the challenge of the Dragon Clan leader!"

The Great Elder smiled bitterly, "But the Holy Son is in seclusion and is rushing to the Immortal Peak. This is the most critical period. Interrupting his cultivation at this time may lead to his failure to advance to the Immortal Peak, and even affecting his future cultivation."

The first Supreme Elder glared at him, "If you ask you to go, how can you come, how can you get so much nonsense?"

"All right."

The Great Elder flew hurriedly to the top of the mountain.

It is indeed helpless. The Holy Son is the first young generation of the Nine Generation Sect. He has great potential. In the future, he has hope to become a half-step eternal realm, and even has the potential to become eternal. Whether the Holy Son's cultivation is important or not, of course it is important.

However, if the request made by the Fairy of the Red Dust is not agreed to, the Nine Generation Sect is in danger of being destroyed.

Therefore, we can only interrupt the Holy Son's cultivation.

Whoosh! Whoosh!...

Soon, the Great Elder took a young man in white to jump down from the top of the mountain.

I saw that this young man in white had a strong aura, a handsome and handsome man, just like a banished immortal, but his face was a little gloomy. Obviously, the critical moment of retreat and practice was interrupted, and he was very unhappy.

"This is the holy son of our ninth generation."

The First Supreme Elder smiled and introduced to the Fairy Hongchen, "Our Ninth Sect has agreed to your request. Look, should we release the three ancestors of our Ninth Sect first?"

"After the showdown is over, I will naturally let you masters go."

The fairy Hongchen had a calm eyes. She glanced at Long Qingchen, "The best whetstone is already in front of you. Whether you can use this to sharpen yourself depends on your own."

"OK."

Long Qingchen smiled.

The young man in white said coldly, "You treat me as a whetstone, why don't I treat you as a whetstone?"

Long Qingchen said calmly, "Then let's be whetstones for each other."

The elder said carefully, "Fairy Hongchen, you just said that in this duel, no matter who lives or dies, you will not take action. I hope you keep your promise."

Fairy Hongchen said calmly, "Don't worry, I'll keep my word."

"Then let's start."

The young man in white looked at Long Qingchen with a sneer.

boom!......

His immortal high-level and perfect cultivation exploded and he directly used the Nine-generation Sect's unique skills - the Nine-generation Incarnation Skill!

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!...

On both sides of him, four incarnations appeared, with a total of eight incarnations. Each incarnation looked exactly the same as his body and had the same cultivation level as his body!

The eight incarnations, plus his original body, are equivalent to the nine immortal high-level perfect cultivation, and their combat power instantly reaches nine times!

"What a strong opponent!"

Gu Xiaojun's eyes were shiny. As a combat madman, he was happier to see a powerful opponent than to see a peerless beauty. "If Long Qingchen is defeated, I hope I can challenge him too."

Zhan Qingmian couldn't help but feel worried about Long Qingchen, "Among the super supreme geniuses in various universes, this saint son of the Ninth-generation Sect should be one of the top ones. Not to mention whether he has other skills, just the Ninth-generation Incarnation Art is enough to crush many super supreme geniuses."

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!...

The body of the young man in white and the eight incarnations took action together, each using nine different top-level martial arts to crush Long Qingchen!

Long Qingchen looked solemn, without any care.

roar!......

His body shook, and a loud sound of dragon roar came from his body, and the Immortal High-level Perfect Cultivation exploded instantly.

The first eight battle skills of the first generation of the Ancestral Dragon was used with his left hand, and billions of dragon power roared out!

The right hand used the ultimate nine sword styles to slash out a shallow sword light. It seemed light and had no strength, but no one could ignore this sword light!

Rumble!...

The attack of the young man in white collided with Long Qingchen's attack, bursting out with dazzling and infinite light. The terrifying energy spread across all sides. The space of countless miles of radius was shattered and a huge collapse occurred. The fragments of space fell like a waterfall, like a scene of destruction!

puff!......

Long Qingchen was shaken away for thousands of miles, and a wisp of dragon blood oozed out of his mouth. He was injured very much. The nine immortal high-level perfect cultivation levels were indeed very strong. Not to mention the others, the "energy level" was higher than his!

puff!......

The young man in white was also shocked by thousands of miles, which was also uncomfortable, which surprised him a little. With his nine times the combat power, it should be able to easily crush Long Qingchen. However, the martial arts and sword skills that Long Qingchen used were very unique. They looked ordinary, but they had a feeling of simplifying the complex and extremely penetrating!

"Come again!"

The young man in white released tens of thousands of visions. Similarly, his eight clones also released tens of thousands of visions. Together, they reached more than 90,000 visions in total!

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!......

It was like a tsunami wave, covering the sky and crushing towards Long Qingchen!

"Is this going to compete with me for vision?"

A trace of light flashed up at the corner of Long Qingchen's mouth, "You don't go and inquire carefully. I am a person with countless visions. The visions of your body and the eight clones are not as good as me."

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!...

He did not retreat but advanced, took a step forward, and countless strange phenomena suddenly burst out!

Rumble!...

More than 90,000 visions collided fiercely with countless visions, as if a large area of ​​the sun was shattered together, bursting out infinite light. It is estimated that the dazzling light can be seen outside tens of thousands of galaxies!

Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack...

Without any suspense, countless visions crushed more than 90,000 visions. The young man in white was shaken away again, and blood was sprayed in his mouth, and suffered a great loss. Obviously, he did not know that Long Qingchen had countless visions, otherwise he would not have used the vision to fight Long Qingchen.

All the senior officials of the Ninth Sect frowned. The first move was that the Holy Son and Long Qingchen fought both sides and suffered losses; the second move was that the Holy Son was injured again, but Long Qingchen was intact; from these two moves, the situation was not very good.

"Come again!"

The young man in white was like a wounded beast. Although he was injured, he became more and more braver in the battle.

boom!......

He released his own way, and evolved into a pitch-black coffin, which suddenly hit him!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!...

The same is true for the eight clones, each of which evolved into a pitch-black coffin, which was very strange!

This kind of black coffin is not an ordinary coffin, but the eternal weapon of the Ninth Generation Sect, which is the famous Ninth Generation Black Coffin. The young man in white used his own Tao to develop the Ninth Generation Black Coffin, which contained part of the mystery of the Ninth Generation Black Coffin!

“Good come.”

Long Qingchen released his three mysteries and turned into the form of three hands of the sky, a pink hand of the sky, a green hand of the sky, and a nine-color hand of the sky, directly patted it!

Rumble!...

The three hands of the sky collided with the nine ninth-generation black coffins, and the energy burst out was so terrifying. The space collapsed on a large scale, and even time stagnated!

Puff! Puff!...

The three hands of the sky and the nine ninth-generation black coffins offset each other, but the terrifying energy that burst out shook the young man in white and Long Qingchen away tens of thousands of miles. Both of them coughed up blood and covered with cracks on their bodies, as if the porcelain was about to collapse!

Everyone can see that the strength of the Ninth Sect Holy Son and Long Qingchen are very close, which will cause both losses.

"Our Holy Son and the Dragon Clan leader are both the top supreme geniuses, with equal strength, so it is probably difficult to decide the winner. If we insist on deciding the winner, the final result will be to die together."

The No. 1 Supreme Elder of the Ninth Sect smiled and looked at Fairy Hongchen, "Or what, today I will be the draw. What do you think Fairy Hongchen thinks?"

"If you can't tie, you won't have the effect of training. You have to continue to win and lose, or life and death, until you have to."

The fairy in the world has a calm eyes.

With her here, how could it be possible to let the sage son of the Ninth Sect and Long Qingchen die together?

If Long Qingchen really reaches the edge of death, she will definitely stop her.

Therefore, she advocated to continue fighting and was not worried about the result of death.

"All right."

The No. 1 Supreme Elder of the Ninth Sect had no choice but to decide the right not to him.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!...

The young man in white and Long Qingchen kept using their own unique skills, fighting hard again and again, almost every time they were both defeated. After fighting for more than a thousand moves, both of them were pale and shaky. They were seriously injured, but no one stopped.

"This kind of playing is really crazy."

Zhan Qingmian couldn't help but smack his tongue.

The battles between practitioners are generally divided into three situations.

The first one is that the strength gap is very large. Within a few moves, the opponent will be defeated and the battle will be over.

The second type is that there is a gap in strength, but the gap is not very big. After dozens of moves, the opponent will be injured. If the opponent knows that he can't fight, he will choose to escape.
To be continued...