The middle-aged Taoist man held an umbrella and walked in the ruins, extremely silent.
There is always a piece of white paper beside him, with vermilion traces constantly appearing. Those are the traces he left, which can let him know where he has been, so that when he turns around and goes back, he will not get lost.
But in fact, such a big shot never worries about getting lost.
He just didn't want to go to the same places again, so he had these methods.
But the ruins were too big, and he didn't know when he would reach the end before he would get results.
What he is looking for, he has not found yet.
Apart from those words, there is nothing else to gain.
This time, he used the idea of retreat to leave the view of infatuation, but he also knew very well that this method could not be hidden from his senior brother for too long, so it was best to go back early. If it could be earlier, then it should be earlier.
But he soon ran into some trouble.
He disappeared from the wilderness and came to a mountain. There were hills in the mountains. Between the hills, there was a huge monster.
It was a ferocious-looking monster, like a hill, with scales all over its body, and those scales were shining with colorful brilliance.
As for its head, it looks much more normal, just like an ordinary buffalo.
He might just be a buffalo, but a buffalo from ancient times.
The middle-aged Taoist stood in front of the monster, checking to see if it was still alive, but he didn't feel any sign of life, so he became a little disappointed. If the buffalo in front of him was really alive, then maybe it would be better for him.
A monster that has lived for so many years is probably not weak.
But facing a Taoist master like him, it doesn't make much sense.
The middle-aged Taoist carefully thought about the books that recorded monsters, and thought about all the monsters that were similar to the monster in front of him, and found that none of the monsters were related to the monster in front of him.
This should be an ancient alien species, but after so many years, it has long since disappeared.
This is something very outrageous.
It's not necessarily that outrageous.
From ancient times to the present, countless things have changed. It is normal for some monsters to be born and some monsters to disappear.
The middle-aged Taoist was silent for a long time, and finally decided to reach out and take off a piece of the monster's scales to see what it was for.
But just as his fingers touched the huge body of the monster, the mountain-like monster body began to shake at this moment.
The middle-aged Taoist's face changed slightly, and he floated away into the distance, finally landing in the distance, some distance away from the monster.
He looked at the monster in silence, his expression still very calm.
He felt the monster's vitality, but he was not afraid.
Too.
I'm afraid there are only a few monks in the world who can cultivate to his level. What else do Taoists need to be afraid of?
So he kept waiting, waiting for the monster to suddenly open its eyes.
Those eyes were a little confused.
The middle-aged Taoist said calmly: "After countless years of vicissitudes of life, you don't know what happened, but who left this method to allow you to sleep for so many years."
The monster understood his words, but didn't know what they meant.
The middle-aged Taoist didn't talk nonsense, he just said: "Either fall asleep completely, or leave me."
The middle-aged Taoist let out some of his aura. Although he couldn't use his full strength here, the leakage of some aura was enough to let the other party know how terrifying he was.
The monster felt those terrifying auras and knew how terrifying the human being in front of him was, so he quickly got down.
He has been sleeping for many years and has forgotten many things, but this fear has always been engraved in the depths of his soul and is difficult to forget.
Powerful humans are, in many cases, the most terrifying existences.
Monsters are ruthless and feed on living creatures, but powerful humans are even more ruthless than monsters.
Somewhat cutely called out.
"Moo!"
The middle-aged Taoist laughed softly and said, "It turns out it's still a cow."
"Get smaller."
The monster gradually became smaller, its scales disappeared, and finally it really looked like a green bull.
The middle-aged Taoist sat on it, looked into the distance and said, "Take me where I need to go."
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The two people stood by the lake and began to take action without saying much.
Yun Jianyue, who has now recovered some cultivation, had a trace of purple arc flowing from his fingertips. His expression was indifferent. As the two of them fought, he decided to use thunder method as the starting point. There are thousands of methods in Taoism, and thunder method is the most practiced by monks.
Although Taoist magic is common, its killing power is powerful. Some who practice thunder magic to the depths of existence can even compare with the killing power of sword cultivators.
Yun Jianyue, as one of the most remarkable young geniuses in Chixin Guan, has naturally practiced the thunder method for many years.
If you look carefully at the arcs on his fingertips, although they are not as powerful as Song Changxi's before, they still vaguely reveal a more terrifying meaning.
Song Changxi's power lies in his realm, while Yun Jianyue's terror lies in his understanding of thunder methods.
Although both of them are geniuses among the younger generation, the gap is really big.
Chen Chao looked at the thunderclouds that were starting to roll up in the sky, and said a little irritably: "No matter what you do, it's always the same."
Yun Jianyue didn't say anything, but just waved her hand, and the arc of electricity overflowed from her fingertips. Suddenly, a beam of purple lightning fell from the cloud for no reason, exploding the lake surface.
Chen Chao started running forward as the purple lightning fell, and a battle began!
At that lakeside, Song Changxi fought against Chen Chao with the Thunder Pool of Heaven and Earth, but the final result was that he was defeated. Now, Yun Jianyue started with purple lightning, but it was only the beginning. After the purple lightning fell, between his five fingers
, there were purple thunder and lightning everywhere, and those arcs continued to spread out. He waved hard, and countless purple lightning exploded here with a bang!
Viewed from a distance, the moon among the clouds was illuminated extremely brightly by thunder and lightning. It really looked like a moon among the clouds.
The purple lightning surged out from in front of him, covering the ground, and continued to move toward the distance, filling the entire lakeside.
This method alone proved that Yun Jianyue was much more powerful than Song Changxi.
He will be covered with thunder and lightning, so no one can get close to him. Since he can't get close to him, how can he defeat him?
Chen Chao was not a monk, but a martial artist.
The warrior has no other means.
This question was indeed a difficult one. When Chen Chao looked at the spreading thunder and lightning, he was silent for a moment.
Although Yun Jianyue didn't want to kill him, she showed the true genius of the Taoist sect as soon as she took action, which caught him off guard. But if she just wanted him to give up, then she would still underestimate him as a martial artist.
Countless purple lightnings crawled here, and the energy in Chen Chao's body surged out. In an instant, it followed the meridians and reached his arms. After that, his entire arm became a little bigger visibly to the naked eye.
Those veins bulged under the skin, looking like little snakes swimming around.
Chen Chao let out a breath of thick air.
Then, the moment those thunder and lightning came in front of me, they punched them out almost at the same time.
The accumulated energy spurted out at this moment, blooming from the fist, and countless energy surged out instantly!
Although Chen Chao at this moment can no longer be said to be a martial artist in the sea of suffering, it is obvious that the person opposite is not a monk in the sea of suffering either.
If that's the case, why is there no chance of winning?
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The manic Qi machine collided with those thunder and lightning, and suddenly there were several sounds in the sky and the earth, like spring thunder!
The thunder and lightning that should have covered the lakeside were forced to go to both sides, leaving a space as wide as one person in the middle.
Some thunderbolts fell into the water, causing countless splashes of water in an instant!
Chen Chao ran towards this side along the only road!
Yun Jianyue looked at this scene with a smile in her eyes.