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Chapter three hundred and twenty

Zhou Yi is not old, and anyone can see that this is not obvious. Although the appearance of the top cultivator cannot be seen at all, it can be roughly calculated from other behaviors. Zhou Yi's actions are not like a person of a very big grade. With such strength and a top talent in formation, he is not an unknown person in any sect. But before again, middle-aged Taoist masters have never heard of Zhou Yi.

There is only one explanation. Zhou Yi, like the old monk, is not a monk in the Northern Territory.

Seeing the two monks who were not in the Northern Territory and fighting so fiercely on their territory, the middle-aged Taoist was still a little angry and couldn't help but say, "It's better to die together!"

At this moment, the old monk who was suppressed and unable to raise his head was a little angry. He repeatedly attacked the Zen stick in his hand and forced Zhou Yi to retreat. Then he turned his left hand and roared, "Tathagata's Divine Palm!" and waved his palm towards Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi has a lot of experience. When the old monk suddenly burst into pieces and forced him to retreat, he had already guessed that this old monk would have to use his ultimate trick.

He made a trick in his hand and used his trick in advance. As soon as the old monk finished speaking, Zhou Yi had already formed a Thunder Ancestor Seal in his hand.

Looking at the huge Buddha hand rushing towards him, Zhou Yi couldn't help but feel a little shocked. The Buddha hand seemed to lock in his aura. Zhou Yi felt like he had nowhere to hide. Fortunately, he had already formed the Thunder Ancestor Seal!

"Then let me see if you are powerful in Buddhism, or are you powerful in my "Five Thunder Curse"!"

"Five Thunder Evil Method!"

As Zhou Yi fell, a thunderbolt in the clear sky bounced towards the Buddha's hand.

The people who were watching the audience were stunned when they saw the tricks they used. Whether it was the old monk's Tathagata palm or the "Five Thunder Mantra" used by Zhou Yi, they were all the top Taoist techniques in the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism.

The middle-aged Taoist reacted first, "Get back!" and said that, turning around and flashed out.

As soon as the middle-aged Taoist finished speaking, the Buddha's hand met the thunder, "Boom!" A huge explosion sounded at the scene, and the shock wave spread instantly. The few people in the field were all washed out. Both the middle-aged Taoist and the old Taoist in Kuangsha City were fine, but Guangyuan was a little unlucky. At his level, in such a battle as Shenhedao, he was completely looking for death.

Everything was destroyed, and the Main Hall, which had been standing for thousands of years, became a pile of ruins, and the nine-level pagoda still stood there.

The sandstorm dissipated, and Zhou Yi and the old monk showed their figures. They were far away. It was obvious that they were also affected. However, Zhou Yi was protected by a chain mail and the old monk was protected by a cassock. Neither of them was obviously injured.

But the old monk was obviously not as good as Zhou Yi in his condition, and his top magical powers were not so easy to use.

"Master, do you still want to continue?" Zhou Yi held the Great Wilderness Battle Sphur in his hand and did not continue to attack. He looked at the old monk and said very calmly.

The old monk was silent for a long time, "I hope that fellow Taoists will return the relics. We can let fellow Taoists choose a few spiritual weapons!"

"..." Zhou Yi was speechless, "Are all Buddhist disciples so persistent?"

The old Taoist of Kuangsha City in the distance was full of panic and looked at the two people confronting each other in the air, "This is all magical passage technique!"

"Thunder method! My Taoist authentic thunder method! I didn't expect that he actually mastered the thunder method at this level! He is definitely an authentic thunder disciple of my Taoist authentic thunder method!"

The middle-aged Taoist looked at Zhou Yi, then at the old monk, gritted his teeth, jumped into the sky, and flew into the air.

Seeing the middle-aged Taoist suddenly flying over, Zhou Yi and the old monk became alert. If this happens, it will be troublesome if another disturber is involved!

The middle-aged Taoist looked at Zhou Yi with a strange look and suddenly said, "Let me, Taiqing Shangzong Juyan! Can you ask fellow Taoist who is?"

The middle-aged Taoist who claimed to be Ju Yan suddenly held the Taoist rituals and said so formally that Zhou Yi didn't react for a while. He was stunned for a moment and immediately replied, "Ling Yi of Xuanwu Gate!"

If someone is so formal and reports to his own house, Zhou Yi can't pretend, otherwise he will be known and he will even deceive others if he speaks like this. That will have a bad impact on his reputation.

"Xuanwu Sect! Fellow Taoist is a disciple of the disciple of the True Lord of Yousheng!"

"That's right!" Looking at the middle-aged Taoist, Ju Yan, Zhou Yi was a little confused, "Why did this guy hear about Xuanwu Gate?"

At this time, the old monk looked at the two people talking and said, "Do you want to break your promise and interfere in this matter?"

"Haha, the master said this. I used to think Ling Yi was a casual cultivator, so I gave you a face. But Ling Yi is also from the Taiqing Shangsect. I, Ju Yan, cannot see the danger of my fellow disciples and do not take action!"

Hearing this, the old monk's face became even more gloomy, and Zhou Yi was also confused, "When did I become a member of Taiqing Shangsect?"

The old monk stared at the two of them for a long time, then looked again. Guangyuan, who was affected by the two's fighting, fell into the ruins, finally sighed: "Amitabha, since that's the case, the old monk said goodbye!"

As he said that, he landed on the ground, grabbed Guangyuan, turned around and left.

Looking at the old Taoist leaving, Zhou Yi frowned and thought in his heart, whether to chase after him. The old monk's family is not bad, and he will grow again without cutting the grass without removing the roots!

Perhaps seeing that Zhou Yi had a murderous intention, Ju Yan said seriously: "Junior brother, this old monk is the Fahua Temple in the Western Regions, the Buddhist temple is the dominant sect in the Western Regions, and the Fahua Temple is also a top sect in the Western Regions. It is best not to make a mortal enemy with them. These monks are very difficult and extremely patient. No matter how strong you are, you will be annoyed!"

"...The problem is that I have already made a mortal enemy now!" Just look at the old monk's attitude and knows how much they value the relics, and insist that Zhou Yi got the relics. Zhou Yi could have predicted that it is very likely that the old monk would be ready to conspire and trick him when he went back. He looked at Ju Yan speechlessly, "And... When did I become your junior brother?"

He cursed in his heart, but on the surface he looked elegant and easy-going, "This, I am a disciple of the Xuanwu Sect. I wonder what you mean by your fellow disciple? Are you also a disciple of the Xuanwu Sect?"

"?You, are you really a disciple of the Xuanwu Sect?" Ju Yan looked puzzled, as if Zhou Yi was particularly ignorant.

"I am indeed a disciple of Xuanwu Sect, but... I have only been joining Xuanwu Sect for a few years. Later, I have been wandering to a different place because of some things. I haven't returned to the sect for several years, so I really don't know much about some things. I hope fellow Taoists can solve my doubts!"

When Ju Yan heard Zhou Yi's words, he nodded: "So that's it!"
Chapter completed!
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