In front of the mountain.

The wind and rain are drizzling, and the clouds and sunshine are half-clear.

There are green mountains and white sand, frost stones and fine flowers, elks carry spiritual medicine, and great apes pick peaches.

Cranes flew from the sky, and a flute song was blowing the peaks and cliffs high.

Qiao Ji wore a dragon crown on her head and a fairy dress, embroidered with jade leaves on her jade trees and leaves. The elixir stove was rising and the smoke was curling, which was condensed but not dispersed.

Fan Zikang and others, who looked down on all directions in the fairy sky that day, followed honestly, and did not dare to show off.

Even though they are unruly, they know that the senior brother in front of them is not a good temper. His strong style is well-known throughout Dongguifu, and everyone knows it.

This time, he was even more aggressive. No one wanted to be the first to be a bird, and the other party killed the chicken to warn the monkey.

Qiao Ji understood the thoughts of the immortals in Donggui's mansion and didn't care.

Every superior has his own means. Some are good at spring breeze and drizzle, and they are calm and master the initiative, some are generous in their work, which is convincing, and some are born with leadership and good at winning and differentiating. They all need to unite and work together.

But he is different. He doesn't need the respect of others. He just uses the simplest way to defeat others and let them be obedient for the time being.

As for what will happen in the future, I will not consider it at all.

The black beads on Qiao Ji's forehead shine brightly, reflecting the frost patterns between his eyebrows, like dragons and snakes, and his whole body is like cast of copper and iron, wrapped in a kind of coldness, with the power to suppress, and people's hearts can be twisted at will.

"There has been a change in Jingtian on Xuanyuan."

Qiao Ji spoke slowly, staring at the riverside, watching the rainbow and golden clouds spreading water, overlapping, saying, "Without the obstacle of the void starry sea, major forces directly border, and the competition has entered a white-hot heat."

His voice was like the cold wind blowing from the lonely mountain. The rain hit the dawn, and he paused, saying, "Concentrate and wait for me to attack other forces."

The true immortals of Donggui Mansion agreed, no one liked people who were too strong and dissatisfied with their intentions, but no one had any doubts about Qiao Ji's strength.

This character is so strong and domineering, and is promoted step by step in the sect, not because of a great background or a great blessing, but because he is determined to make a fortune.

The strength of the people in front of you is all in the upper reaches among the third level of true immortal cultivators of the supreme sect.

While the immortals in the East Retro Mansion were preparing to wait, everyone felt something and looked up at the sky at the same time.

I saw the sky collapse and burst like a mirror light. Thousands of fragments fell down and fell into the rivers and seas, exploding one black hole vortex after another, and thunder burst into pieces inside, thunder and thunder were shaking the sky.

The next moment,

A deep and grand aura descended from the sky. Before it was approaching, it was overwhelming, covering the eight wildernesses, filling the entire world, vast and endless shores.

"This is?"

Fan Zikang was stunned at first, then he realized that the stripes of the crescent cloud hook moon on the robe were rippled and stunned, saying, "Is anyone who dares to take the lead in attacking our Donggui Mansion?"

The others also understood, and their eyebrows were filled with Xiao Sha.

It's really rampant!

Qiao Ji snorted coldly, his eyes turned white, and his two gazes pierced through time and space like swords unsheathed, carrying a tremendous murderous intent, rushed to the middle of the sky, shining on the heavenly palace that seemed to be coming slowly.

Crack, Crack, Crack,

The eyes and lightning collided, like the essence, like fireworks blooming, with big and small, and the cold wind blew on the face.

Chen Yan stood under the dripping eaves, and the west wind on the jade platform blew up his robe, smiling and said, "I didn't expect it to be from Donggui Mansion."

"What a murderous intent."

Bai Liangliang had a green snail bun, covered his palace skirt, raised his eyebrows and said, "I don't know which person in Donggui Mansion is the person in charge opposite him."

"Like Joggy."

Su Ziyun withdrew his gaze, with mountains and mountains lingering around him, saying, "If it is his, there is no doubt that the murderous intent is too great."

"Ha ha,"

Chen Yan smiled and waved his sleeves, with a rustling sound, as if frost wind was blowing from the deep stream, passing through the delicate white sand above, revealing coldness, and said, "Say hello to the fellow Taoists in Donggui Mansion first."

After the words came, Taixuan Lei Zun stood up from the thunder pool of the universe, with three heads and six arms, glazed treasure body, and behind him was a powerful dragon roaring and rising. He recited the mantra and mobilized his power.

Rumble,

After a while, the Heavenly Palace opened, like a gukou, and like a black turret. Infinite lightning rolled, roaring, boiling, surging, and bombarding down.

Thousands of thunder, intertwined into thunder dragons, spreading their teeth and claws, carrying the vast and unpredictable destructive power, arrived instantly and covered the world.

There is no vitality, only the most terrifying destruction, destruction, and death.

Qiao Ji's eyes were stern, and the robe was windless, as if it was a sword sound. He said hard, "It's a person from Taiming Palace."

"People from Taiming Palace?"

Fan Zikang expressed his incomprehension and said in confusion, "From the news we have received, Taiming Palace did not send disciples of the third level of the True Immortal to Xuanyuan Shangjingtian, which is equivalent to being eliminated early. What is the confidence that makes them dare to infringe on a big scale?"

As for whether Taiming Palace said it was not to film secretly but sent someone to come, Fan Zikang was not considering that any supreme sect would not be so valuable.

Since Taiming Palace said that it is said that not to send people, it means not to send people!

Qiao Ji's face was as iron as his body, and his aura continued to rise, saying, "The magic weapon is good, but if you want to borrow a magic weapon, you will run rampant. They really don't know the meaning of the four words "The Third Level of the True Immortal."

His words were loud and unspeakable.

Rumble,

But at this time, the attack from the Jiuzhen Tianxuan Palace of Dazai came, flooding Qiao Ji's next words, and the surroundings were thunder and magnetic storm, thunder dragon and fire snake, roaring and boiling, covering all over.

The attack is so large, the coverage is so wide, and the power is so strong that it is beyond imagination.

"rampant."

A cold light burst into Qiao Ji's eyes, like swords and halberds clashing, and a clanging sound of killing. At some point, a treasure umbrella appeared on his Heavenly Gate.

This umbrella uses the bones of a dragon as an umbrella stand, with blood stains on each root, but the surface of the umbrella is covered with green jade, and the overlapping clouds gather, intertwining into different patterns.

The immortal rides on a crane and dranks on the East Mountain, and the white deer drinks the clear spring under the moon. The pine trees have not grown old for three thousand years, and the qilin hills are lying under the clouds.

The umbrella bone is the bone of a dragon, and the sound of killing is made of great sound, and the dragon roars sad for the sky.

The umbrella surface is unparalleled, fresh and natural, and hard to describe.

The umbrella bones and the umbrella surface are intertwined, forming a mysterious truth. They suddenly rush and expand instantly, supporting half of the sky.

Rumble,

The infinite thunder bombarded down and was supported by the treasure umbrella. All the destructive power surged and penetrated into it, making the patterns on the umbrella surface look lifelike and vivid in my mind.

Qiao Ji's expression turned cold, and he sensed the heavy pressure. With the help of his destiny, he transformed the power carried by the treasure umbrella.
Chapter completed!