Kun Wuya took action, the power of thunder surged forward, the lightning flashed past, and he was in front of the teleportation array in a blink of an eye.

Liang Yan and Qianlong were still in mid-air at this time and had no time to stop them. They could only watch the thunder falling.

However, at this moment, the originally calm teleportation circle suddenly began to rotate spontaneously, white light burst out, spiritual energy gathered, and the power of space surged out.

"This is. Someone is going to teleport here?!"

Liang Yan and Qian Long were both slightly stunned, with looks of surprise on their faces.

Guangling City is in chaos. Almost everyone is thinking about how to leave this place of right and wrong. At this time, someone actually comes in?!

For a moment, the spiritual energy on the teleportation circle fluctuated, and a figure loomed in the white light.

At this time, Kun Wuya's thunder light happened to fall, but the figure in the white light was unhurried. He raised his arm slightly, stretched out his index and middle fingers, clamped the lightning light on his fingertips, rubbed it gently, and dissipated without a trace.

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This time, both Liang Yan and Qianlong were shocked.

You must know that Kun Wuya's "Thousand Machine Hands" has a monk who specializes in thunder spells sealed. Even they have to pay attention to the power of this thunder, but this person only pinches Kun Wuya with his fingers.

The thunder is extinguished, which is really incredible!

At this time, the white light gradually dissipated on the teleportation array, revealing the appearance of the person.

I saw a young man with white clothes and white hair. He was tall and tall. His sword-like eyebrows flew diagonally into a few strands of white hair on his temples. His facial features were as if they were made from heaven. They were so perfect that they were impeccable, especially a pair of ebony-like black pupils.

The beauty of Zhong Tian Di is not mixed with any impurities.

The moment he saw this person, Liang Yan suddenly had an illusion, as if the person opposite him was not a person, but a flawless piece of spiritual jade, so perfect that there was no flaw.

"Nine Palaces Divine Thunder?"

The white-haired man glanced at his middle finger, and there was still a trace of thunder and lightning on the white fingertips.

The next moment, his eyes swept across the people in the hall, and finally fell on Kun Wuya.

"I see!"

After seeing Kun Wuya's thick arms, a look of surprise appeared on the white-haired man's face, and he said to himself: "I said that the Mobei Lin family had been destroyed long ago. Why is the Nine Palaces Divine Thunder still in the world? It turns out that'

The remnants of Qianjimen, no wonder, no wonder."

For some reason, when Kun Wuya was glanced at by him, he felt like a light was shining on his back.

Especially when the other party actually revealed his magical power in one sentence, it made him feel a little creepy.

Back then, in order to obtain the magical power of "Nine Palaces Divine Thunder", he secretly wiped out the Lin family in Mobei, and finally put the soul of the head of the Lin family into the "Thousand Machine Hands". From then on, he was the only one in the world who knew this magical power.

Logically speaking, thousands of years have passed since this incident, and no one should still remember it, but the white-haired man in front of him actually saw the origin of his magical power at a glance, which made Kun Wuya a little wary.

"Fellow Taoist, the 'Nine Palace Divine Thunder' just now was an unintentional act by Ku. I am here to apologize to fellow Taoist."

Facing this white-haired man who couldn't see the real story, Kun Wuya also restrained his arrogant character, bowed his hand very politely, and then said: "Fellow Taoist, we are strangers to each other, so we should keep our distance from each other.

Ku has some personal matters here, I hope you will not interfere in it."

"That won't work."

The white-haired man shook his head and chuckled: "When you meet me here, I can only say that you are unlucky and there is nothing you can do about it."

"Fellow Taoist, are you determined to embarrass me?" Kun Wuya's face darkened.

As soon as he finished speaking, before anyone else could react, Kun Wuya waved his "Thousand Machine Hands". The surrounding temperature suddenly dropped, and an icy cold air swept over the surroundings.

Liang Yan and Qianlong had both fought with Kun Wuya before, and knew that this cold air was extremely cunning and pervasive. As long as it touched even a tiny bit, the spiritual energy in the body would be frozen by the cold air.

Without any hesitation, the two men sacrificed their own magic weapons at the same time and flew back.

But the white-haired man still stood where he was, with no intention of retreating. He just flicked his right sleeve and a cold air came out of him.

The bitter cold air came like a trickle, but the cold air of the man in white was like a vast ocean!

As soon as the two sides fought, Kun Wuya's expression changed drastically, because his ice aura was actually frozen by the opponent, and no matter how much he tried to activate it, there was no response at all.

"Xinghai Ice Soul Jue?"

The white-haired man glanced at him with interest, shook his head and sighed: "Stolen magical powers are stolen after all. They only have their form but no meaning."

Kun Wuya's face turned red when he heard the other party's comments. He raised his "Thousand Machine Hands" and the surrounding wind roared, turning into hundreds of sharp wind blades and slashing at the white-haired man.

"This time it's the 'Shadowless Kamikaze'? It's somewhat similar."

The white-haired man chuckled, pointed with one hand, and strong winds rolled up around him, turning into thousands of wind blades, and chopped all of Kun Wuya's wind blades into pieces in just an instant.

When Kun Wuya saw this, he was still unconvinced and activated his Qianjishou again, using "Three Yin Divine Light", "Bone Corroding Fire", "Heavenly Demon Puppet", "Hundred Poisons Tiancan", "Shangxuan Cave Spiritual Energy", each

These magical powers and magical techniques are all his most proud masterpieces, and he has used them all.

However, the white-haired man did not even move his steps from beginning to end. He just thought, and various strange phenomena such as wind, fire, thunder and lightning also appeared around him. No matter what magical power Kun Wuya used, he counterattacked with the same magical power.

Every time they fought, he only used one move to defeat Kun Wuya's magical power.

boom!

There was another loud noise, and Kun Wuya's "Shangxuan Cave Spiritual Energy" was decrypted by the opponent using the same method. He took two steps back, the energy and blood in his body rolled, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood with a "Wow!"

"you you you."

Three "yous" in a row, Kun Wuya was counterattacked by his own magic, and he was so agitated that he couldn't even say a complete sentence.

Since he cultivated the "Thousand Machine Hands", he has always kept his sights high. He feels that even the monks of the same realm in the Seven Mountains and Twelve Cities are no match for him. If it compares to the number of spells he masters, no one can surpass him.

Own.

But the man in front of me not only defeated him, but he also used the same spell as himself!

The other party actually knows all the various methods that he is proud of! Moreover, he is more proficient in every spell than himself, and every time he cracks his magical power with one move!

"Hmph, the 'Thousand Machine Hands' imprisons people's souls and steals people's magical powers. They can only obtain their shapes but not their meanings. This is just a trivial idea! Our human race has hundreds of schools of thought, and each of the three thousand avenues has its own mysteries. If you don't have your own cultivation and understanding, how can you do it?

A glimpse into the true meaning of the great road?"

The white-haired man looked indifferent, shook his head and sighed. He flicked his right sleeve, and a ray of white jade-like glow came out, shining on Kun Wuya's head.

"Sanqing Jade Divine Light!"

Kun Wuya's pupils suddenly shrank, and his expression was extremely horrified.

At this time, he finally recognized the person in front of him and exclaimed in the white light: "You are Li Yuxian!"

"The Lord of White Jade City?!"

Liang Yan and Qianlong's expressions also changed. Although they both guessed that the person coming was definitely not an ordinary person, they didn't expect that the other person was actually the lord of a city, the lord of saints!

As the last city lord to become a saint among the seven mountains and twelve cities, Li Yuxian himself is very low-key, but his cultivation is unfathomable.

He is the "Dao Foundation of Ten Thousand Calamities" among the upper third-grade Dao Foundations. Although he has a difficult life, he is born with extraordinary talents and can learn any magical power and spell in one go. There is no "bottleneck" at all.

The "Thousand Machine Hands" steals magical powers from people and claims to be proficient in all kinds of magic, but after all, those magical powers were obtained from others. At most, they can only exert the power of the original owner, and there is no room for improvement.

But Li Yuxian is different. He has the "Tao Foundation of Ten Thousand Tribulations" and the Exquisite Nine Apertures. He can practice the magical powers that others have cultivated for hundreds of years in a few years. Therefore, what he has learned and understood is as vast as stars, connecting the past and present, which is a true sense of the word.

"Proficient in all methods"!

When the "Thousand Machines Sect" was at its peak, there was no sect in the entire Baiyun Region that could resist, but Li Yuxian took action and destroyed the master of the Thousand Machines Sect in three moves. At that time, Kun Wuya was imprisoned in the "Ten Thousand Demons Tower".

Although he escaped, he was afraid of this name to the core. Now that he knew that the person standing across from him was the Lord of White Jade City, he no longer felt any resistance in his heart.

"City Lord, forgive me! City Lord, forgive me!"

Kun Wuya knelt down in the white light and kowtowed to Li Yuxian like pounding garlic.

"I don't know if it's the city lord who's in charge. I've offended you a lot just now. Please forgive me, city lord. Kun Wuya is willing to be a bull or a horse."

Before he finished speaking, a white light flashed around him. Kun Wuya's eyes widened, his mouth opened slightly, and disappeared into nothingness in the white light, leaving not even a trace.

When Liang Yan saw this scene from a distance, he was also frightened. Sure enough, all saints are ants. Li Yuxian flashed a divine light, and Kun Wuya didn't even have the strength to fight back, and just disappeared between heaven and earth.

After dealing with Kun Wuya, Li Yuxian's eyes turned and fell on Liang Yan.

"Are you the Palace Master of Bihai Palace appointed by Linghu Bai?" A gentle voice sounded in the hall.

"It's this junior!" Liang Yan was neither humble nor overbearing, and bowed his hands.

"I have met the Lord of White Jade City!" Qianlong also took a step forward and saluted Li Yuxian.

“It’s really a good seedling”

Li Yuxian looked Liang Yan up and down, a smile appeared on his cold cheeks, and then turned his eyes to the Taixu gourd on his waist.

"Is this person Li Xiran's biological father?" Sensing Li Yuxian's gaze, Liang Yan suddenly felt something strange. He must know that the other party's daughter was in his Taixu Gourd, and even worshiped him as his teacher. Now the father and daughter are separated from each other.

He is holding a magic weapon, and I don’t know whether to call him out to recognize him.

For a long time, Li Yuxian hesitated to speak, and finally sighed softly and said slowly: "Help me take good care of her. If you ask for anything in the future, I, Bai Yucheng, will definitely help you!"

After saying this, without waiting for Liang Yan to reply, he waved his left sleeve, and a white light burst out from the sleeve, splitting the entire hall into two halves, and then Li Yuxian turned into an escaping light and soared upward into the sky!

"The Lord of White Jade City is the 'Foundation of Ten Thousand Tribulations'. His fate has been difficult, and he has destroyed all those close to him. Li Xiran cannot meet him until his destiny is changed." Qianlong looked at Li Yuxian's leaving back and sighed softly.

Take a breath.

At this moment, in the sky above Guangling City, Guang Chengzi, Qiao Tianfeng and his wife were refining Xuanyuan Potian's remnant soul with all their strength. When they suddenly heard a movement, they frowned slightly and looked over at the same time.
To be continued...