Starting with a Chaos Immortal Body, I Create the Supreme Immortal Clan

The loud voice resounded throughout the world, with a hint of indifference and judgment.

The saint stood quietly in the void with indifferent eyes. Looking at Lu Kun below who was coughing up blood, he shook his head.

"You are very strong to be able to defeat the venerable master of our sect with your cultivation level at the eighth level of the Divine Palace. But it is a pity that you have no chance to continue practicing."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man's figure flashed and appeared in the sky above Lu Kun. He looked down at Lu Kun with a stern look in his eyes.

I saw this man condensing a magic spell in his right hand and suddenly hitting it downwards.

Everyone present looked at this scene blankly. Although they felt uncomfortable in their hearts, they did not dare to speak out.

His own sage couldn't beat him, so this saint decided to take action. He was really shameless!

They felt sorry for the blond man below. He was a genius who could defeat the Venerable at the Divine Palace level. Unfortunately, he was now forced to hate this place.

Lu Kun's figure was reflected in everyone's eyes, as if they had already seen him being wiped out in ashes.

However, at this moment, the attack suddenly stopped, just a foot above Lu Kun.

A faint voice sounded and reached everyone's ears.

"Haha, you are in the holy realm and you are bullying a junior who is in the eighth level of the shrine. You really don't want to lose your face."

After he finished speaking, a figure appeared out of thin air. His hands were clasped behind his back, his long black hair hung loosely on his shoulders, his white robe swayed in the wind, and his eyes were extremely deep.

Everyone looked up, and their souls were shaken. Looking at this handsome young man, a thought came to their minds, could this be another saint?

Seeing that the attack from the previous saint was still stagnant in the air, everyone had concluded that this was another saint!

The only one who can stop the Saint's attack is the Saint.

But, why does this saint look so young, while the one next to him looks like an old man, wearing gray clothes.

"Which faction's saint are you? Why haven't I seen you?"

The old man in gray clothes spoke, his eyes showing confusion, but his heart was filled with shock.

He couldn't even see the cultivation level of this young man!

Then there is only one possibility, either his realm is higher than his own, or he is wearing a hidden magic weapon!

Looking at his young and handsome face, the old man in gray guessed that it was the latter. This person might have just been promoted to the Holy Realm!

At this time, Lu Yuan said calmly:

"Which force are you from? I haven't seen you before."

"The dignified saint Tian shamelessly bullies the juniors. I think your sect should be called the Shameless Sect."

When everyone heard this, they were stunned for a moment, and then they suppressed their laughter, but the expressions on their faces were difficult to control.

The old man in gray clothes heard Lu Yuan's voice and looked at the suppressed laughter of the monks below, and suddenly became angry.

"In the early stage of being a saint, it seems that you don't want to live anymore. Do you want to save the thief below? Defeat me. Not only will that person be yours, but 30% of my medicinal materials will also be yours."

The old man spoke, looking arrogant and arrogant.

"Boss, this old man is so arrogant. If you take off his head, I will kick him as a ball!"

At this moment, Lu Kun wiped his mouth and said viciously, he really thought he was going to die just now.

Remembering that there was still a lot of delicious meat that he had not eaten, and that he had not had sex with Mu Kunpeng, he felt regretful at that time. If he had known better, he would not have come here to steal medicinal materials.

However, luckily Lu Yuan arrived in time and Lu Kun escaped.

Looking at the two people in the sky, Lu Kun dusted off the dust on his body and said loudly again:

"Little old man, my boss is here, your death has come, hahahaha."

"Oh? It seems that you are still in the same group."

The old man in gray smiled and didn't care at all. He was a middle-stage saint and had practiced Taoism for hundreds of years. How could he be compared to the young man in front of him?

So he was not afraid at all, and even looked forward to seeing the expression on the face of this junior who threatened to take off his head and play it as a ball when he saw his boss being tortured and killed.

"You seem quite confident in yourself, but do you only have 30% of the medicinal ingredients?"

"Trash, you can't even handle all the precious medicines. Your cultivation level is really like that of a dog."

Lu Yuan's voice got louder and louder, and finally he said shocking words.

"This medicine garden belongs to me, Lu Yuan, everyone should leave immediately, otherwise, no one will be left behind!"

"Including you and the two eavesdroppers over there."

After finishing speaking, Lu Yuan pointed in the direction in the distance. Suddenly, two streams of light flew over and turned into two figures.

An old man as thin as a dead tree, an ordinary middle-aged man.

In addition, the old man in gray is the three saints who carve up the medicine garden here!

When everyone heard Lu Yuan's bold words, their souls trembled and they were surprised.

Are those two eavesdroppers referring to these two saints? And he also said that the medicine garden belongs to him?

Everyone was in an uproar and felt incredible. Is the young man in front of them so confident?

His words directly offended the three saints!

"Hey, Old Man Du, it seems he doesn't take you seriously."

"Haha, old dead wood ghost, has he ever put you in his eyes?"

At this time, the ordinary middle-aged man said:

"Boy, it's not easy to reach the holy realm, why do you still want to die?"

Lu Yuan looked at the three people in front of him and immediately sneered. His expression was as usual, showing no fear at all in the face of the oppression of the three saints.

He was already in the late stage of the Saint, and had defeated countless geniuses of the same realm in the Tower of Babel. As for the three people in front of him, they were just chickens and pottery dogs.

"Huh, laugh? You two step back, leave this man to me."

As soon as the voice fell, Old Man Du flew into the air, exuding a terrifying aura. He transformed into a giant elephant and smashed directly towards Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan smiled faintly, pulled out his hands behind his back, and with a palm wrapped around the chaotic energy, the giant elephant turned directly into a faint light and shadow.

He couldn't resist it even for a moment!

The giant palm that Lu Yuan hit was still flying forward. When the gray-clothed old man saw this, he was horrified and quickly took out his weapon to resist.

However, with a "boom" sound, the gray-clothed old man turned directly into flying ash and dissipated between heaven and earth.

His soul was destroyed!

"What?"

"How is it possible?"

When the Taoist withered wood and the middle-aged man saw this scene, their hair stood up and their pupils shrank violently, feeling incredible.

He, slapped old man Du to pieces with one palm?

The two of them were so shocked that they looked at Lu Yuan's relaxed appearance and didn't want to believe what they saw.

He was able to slap old man Du, who was at the same level as him, to death with one palm. What level was he at?

Late Saint? No!

Most likely peak Saint!

Thinking of this, the two of them trembled in their legs and feet. They looked at each other and saw a hint of fear in each other's eyes.