"Ouch!"
Everyone who climbed up the ancient building was at a loss.
They looked at each other and saw similar looks in their colleagues' eyes.
This is simply incredible!
On the other hand, the barefoot and white-robed monk standing at the front had a blank expression and his expression was as usual.
It was only when he saw the black-robed monk being forced back by three parties that his forehead had a strange color, and he slowly twisted into the Chinese character "Sichuan", but he still said nothing, as if he didn't need to explain anything to everyone here.
"A false alarm, a false alarm..."
The ancestor of the Wu family couldn't help but speak out.
When he came back to his senses, he realized that his voice had attracted everyone's attention. As a real Jin Dan, Rao felt very stressed at this time, so he slightly cupped his hands and forced out a not-so-good-looking smile to deal with it.
The Wu family was not doing well to begin with and was not as glorious as before. Now it has placed all its treasures on the Taiyi Sect. A member of the family, the child of Tianshui Linggen, was sent to be a disciple of the ancestor. Naturally,
Those who are close to the ancestors. After all, in essence, even Taiyi Sect may not be the backing of the Wu family. Ancestor Zunhun is the biggest backer of the Wu family.
Looking at the situation just now, don't say he is nervous, let's ask everyone here who can calmly and calmly stabilize their mood. Maybe they are all planning which branch of the Hehuan Sect they should join. Unexpectedly
, the ancestor's actions seemed slow but were not hindered, as if he was not affected by the true power.
It is inevitable to relax at this time.
The ancestor of the Wu family looked at Zhenjun Taiyi at the front again, and couldn't help but admire him.
Even though others knew about the ancestor's strength and had confidence in their hearts, they could not learn that indifferent attitude. They did not see any change in the sect master's expression, not even the slightest change in his eyelids.
You know, when the ancestor made a move to penetrate the chest of Zhenjun Linzhao, everyone in the audience screamed in surprise, and there was no sign of silence in the uproar.
The spirits were tense at first, and each one was waiting for the lottery like a gambler. No, not like a gambler. They can stand here, standing with the Taiyi Sect, who is not a true gambler.
Although it's not the time for the lottery draw, at least they feel safe in their hearts.
"Is this really a false alarm?"
I don’t know who it was that suddenly said this.
Everyone who was originally cheerful suddenly fell into silence.
Far away.
The two men and one beast took action, and the ancestor was forced to retreat. Looking around, none of the comrades around him could take action to support the ancestor.
The only one is Zhenjun Taiyi who is in charge of Dazhong City and is the leader of the sect. However, it is said that the leader is not strong enough to intervene in such a battle.
'Taiyi Sect...the foundation is still too weak.'
This idea suddenly came to my mind.
Ouyang Yu, the leader of Yinling Sect, sighed secretly and looked at his palms. The white joints he had just clenched due to nervousness were trembling slightly.
…
The black-robed Taoist stopped his violent retreat and stood on top of the black mist. His lowered eyes slowly raised, his eyes as bright as glass.
The surprise was only fleeting and was put away by Tushanjun.
His body that originally looked tall has become much shorter.
Especially in front of the giant tiger snake, Tushanjun's seven-foot body looked like a small beanbag.
The great elder of the Hehuan Sect said sternly: "I have underestimated the Taiyi Sect. Unexpectedly, the Taiyi Sect has a hero like you. The cultivation of the great true king at the top of the mountain, but he behaves like this, which is worse than that shrinking turtle.
You have to keep a low profile." He changed the topic and mocked: "I didn't expect you to be so insidious that you even accepted the challenge from the Great True Lord."
Tu Shanjun smiled, waved his sleeves and retracted his fists, and said calmly: "You are unwilling to accept the battle against the generals if I accept it. If I don't accept it, I will be scolded for being a coward and a scheming person. As for the insidiousness...
"He smiled coldly without comment.
Why should you label your opponent?
insidious?
mean?
If it weren't for his backing to the sect, he had to gain full benevolence and righteousness, build a reputation, and avoid being regarded as a heretic by others, Tu Shanjun would not have to explain a lot to others. Besides, he and the Hehuan sect had nothing to say, and that was the end of the matter.
, the total score determines the winner. Of course, it can also be called 'right or wrong'.
"Isn't this what you wanted to see?"
Tu Shanjun spread his hands, waved to the thin and dark middle-aged man and said: "Stop talking nonsense, let's see the real deal under your hands."
Without waiting for the response from the great elder of Hehuan Sect, the strong man who was stepping on the giant tiger snake laughed loudly, put the pumpkin in his hand on his shoulder, and the hearty laughter was like the sound of gongs and drums: "How brave! I heard that
You were on the verge of becoming the Great True King more than ten years ago, but now you have reached the pinnacle."
"It's no exaggeration to say that you are a genius."
"However, no matter how talented you are, it's still a three-on-one situation." The big man raised three rough fingers with a strange smile on his lips, and the strange colors in his eyes flickered frequently.
No matter how talented you are, it is impossible for you to have such an advancement, let alone seeing or hearing about it.
The accumulation of mana by Yuanying monks is a huge amount of work and requires time to hone.
This is all a matter of hard work and cannot be faked in the slightest.
Even the best spiritual roots of Tianlinggen will take hundreds of years to make progress. This is still if there is no shortage of elixirs. If we encounter bottlenecks again, we may not be able to make progress for hundreds of years. What's worse, look at
If you don't know your way forward, you will stagnate on the road.
The man in black robes before him went against common sense.
When something goes wrong, there must be a monster.
The big man from the Beast Control Sect who originally didn't pay much attention to the Taiyi Sect was now a little impatient.
Although the true king and the venerable are only in the same realm, the obstacles are not obvious to outsiders. Maybe he will have to stop at the peak of Nascent Soul for the rest of his life and will not have the chance to become a venerable.
Therefore, he was naturally curious as to why Tu Shanjun had advanced so quickly in cultivation.
The great elder of Hehuan Sect also heard the implication of the big man's words.
Suddenly, he couldn't help but look at the black-robed Taoist again.
There was also a look of curiosity in his eyes, and he turned to look at the big man: "Beast King, if we can defeat the Taiyi Sect, we will understand his secrets together."
As he spoke, he pointed at the red-haired man standing on top of the black mist cloud in the distance.
The rugged man shook the pumpkin in his hand, click, and the short pumpkin-shaped handle turned into a long handle. The insect cage on his waist made a buzzing sound, and then countless beetles as small as sesame seeds flew out from it, watching from a distance.
I thought it was the sky that had changed color.
"Fellow Taoist Miao He said it well, we and you should advance and retreat as an alliance. It doesn't matter whether it's a secret or not. Taiyi Sect should bear the consequences for doing this." The Beast King smiled and held a long-handled golden melon, pointing to the distance.
The red-haired and black-robed Taoist said: "Boy, if you are willing to tell us why your cultivation has improved so quickly, I would like to be a peacemaker."
Miaohe's peak Great True Lord did not stop the Beast King of the Beast Control Sect. The long mace in his hand was spinning with golden light. Close to the gauntlet, an eight-sided prism reflected Miaohe's profile. His dark face was full of victory.
Indifferent.
Tu Shanjun waved his sleeves, and the banner of the soul flag in his hand wrapped around the topmost skeleton evil spirit. The evil ghost's arms and palms were folded to form a strange-looking hammer, with black and red streamers flashing and dark gold lines decorating the long handle.
, just by looking at it, you knew that this was a good spiritual treasure.
The Beast King praised: "What a weapon!"
"Of course it's a good weapon." Tushanjun immediately turned into a billowing black mist.
The great elder of the Hehuan Sect shouted angrily: "Thieves, don't leave! Take advantage of me."
Tu Shanjun did not escape, but took a step further. The black light turned into a huge ripple, and it slowly bloomed after the body disappeared for a long time.
With the wind and lightning, the hammer fell from the sky like a meteor, and the pressure of the cracking wind poured down like a waterfall from the sky, dyeing the earth a black and scarlet color.
"kill!"
Scarlet light bursts out.
The Great True Monarch at the Peak of Miaohe is not afraid at all. The body-protecting aura is shaped like a chaotic chicken, with golden and white hair. The mysterious talismans of the body-protecting robe are like precise lines intertwined and converged, and finally the light is formed to surround the Great Master at the Peak of Miaohe.
The body of the true king turned into a golden and white light pillar reaching into the sky.
The aura and pressure of the Peak Great True Monarch are like a vast ocean, flooding the earth and sweeping across the sky.
Not to mention that everyone in the ancient city was stunned, and every one of them was like a wooden man, unable to say a word.
They have never seen such power before. In the past, the battles between Yuanying monks were rare, but now it is a battle between the peak great true monarchs. It is a rumor and never seen among the venerables. The peak great true monarch is Xing Luohai
The strongest person is the limit they can see.
In the Hall of Joy, the Nascent Souls of the Hehuan Sect who were watching the battle were amazed.
Just now, I thought it was due to the decline in Linzhao's strength that he was defeated by that person with three punches and two kicks. But now I understand that it is not that Linzhao is too weak at all, but that this person is too strong.
The pressure was not inferior to the great elder of their sect.
Two mysterious lights collide.
The sound of gold and iron seemed to have been swallowed up by the sound of the explosion.
The blooming light temporarily eclipsed the sky and the earth.
The eight-sided prism in the hand of the Great True Lord at the peak of Miaohe rotates rapidly, and the surrounding world is assimilated and saturated by his breath.
I originally thought it would be hell, the devil's kingdom, or the crimson color of a lustful woman, which would arouse primitive desires, but it turned out to be the purest and authentic Taoism, dual cultivation, joy, and magical harmony.
On the contrary, it seems that Tushanjun, with the ghostly mist and the howling wind, and the layers of scarlet flags spread out, looks like an evil demon, a powerful demon.
"Buzz."
The Great Master at the peak of Miaohe felt like he had hit a hard stone.
The terrifying power made his palms open, and his muscles and bones were numb. The black-red mist was like an invisible beast with its mouth wide open. With just one bite, a huge gap appeared in the world he had invaded.
.
Look at the red-haired man in black robes with a hammer and a strike like the wind, he looks very brave.
"Don't panic, fellow Taoist, I'm here to help you!"
When he finished speaking, the big man with golden melon appeared in the sky above Tushanjun.
It turned out that he left the head of the giant beast, leaped into the sky and transformed into a mountain. The seemingly small pumpkin became bigger and bigger in Tushanjun's eyes.
It's like the overwhelming pressure of Mount Tai.
Miaohe was not idle either, his long mace passed along the long handle of the hammer and hit Tushanjun's waist.
The giant beast's claws are like two clouds coming together to pinch Tushang into a pie.
This chapter has been completed!