Xia Yunmo and Xueyue Chiyun fought for not long, only about a quarter of an hour at most, but it made the entire Leigu Mountain ruin and ruin, presenting a miserable scene like a natural disaster.

The mountain collapsed and the mudslides continued to fall, pouring downwards, making a rumbling sound of thunder, which made people shocked.

The earth collapsed, and dozens of gullies and cracks that were half a meter wide appeared, which were bottomless, as if they could lead to the Nine Nether Hell.

Just after Xia Yunmo took Zhu Yuyan away for about ten breaths, about twenty figures appeared here.

The aura of these twenty or so people is extremely powerful, many of them are masters. Especially the front one, a monk, a middle-aged man, and an old man.

"It seems that we are one step late, and they have already left." The person who spoke was a Taoist priest in green robe. He was tall and handsome, with an indescribable free and easy manner. He stood there casually, as if he was integrated with the heaven and earth, and as if he wanted to ride the weather and become an immortal at any time, full of ethereal and illusory charm, not like ordinary people.

"Amitabha, there were three powerful auras here, one was the Mongolian Khan Kublai Khan, and the other was the starry sky of Haiding Chunqiu. As for the other way, the old monk could not tell it."

This is a thin monk in a green robe. The monk is quite old, his sparse long beards are all white, but his turbid eyes reveal a deep light, as if he can break through all the mysteries in the world.

"There is a fist mark here!"

Behind, a master master scanned the broken ground and found an extremely simple trace. After carefully identifying it, it could be vaguely seen as a boxing mark.

The master saw the fist seal and couldn't help but feel turbulent, and was completely uncontrollable. He stretched out a fist and pressed it up on the fist seal.

"Don't move!" said the middle-aged man who was in the first place. This man was dressed in gorgeous clothes, with white hair like snow, and was sprinkled freely. The scenery around him was hazy and blurry, making him feel like he was in another space.

His voice was dull, but it had the power to shock the soul. The master suddenly woke up and his forehead was covered in cold sweat: "Master Huang, this... this is..."

"This is not a simple boxing mark, it is a mark left by a master with extremely strong spiritual cultivation. Once touched, the remaining spiritual power will be triggered."

The white-haired middle-aged man called "Master Huang" poked out two fingers and pointed at the fist mark: "Be careful, let's see how strong the spiritual cultivation of the master who left this fist mark is."

The slender fingers touched the fist mark, and the next moment, the power in the fist mark burst out.

boom!!

A powerful spiritual force rushed out, the light around it twisted, and the range of thirty feet was bleak, and countless scenes were transformed into the world, like dreams and illusions.

Some people were demented and saw endless scenery, coming in a flood. Some people looked frightened and saw the eighteen levels of hell, suffering endless suffering.

Except for the four leading people, the other masters and masters were more or less affected, and some even were completely immersed in the environment and could not extricate themselves.

Lord Huang frowned slightly, his robe whipped, and a strong wind came to blow away this spiritual power.

The masters and masters woke up from the confused illusion, but when they recalled the previous situation, they could not help but feel scared and sweated.

Especially the master master who was about to touch the fist print was even more scared and felt that he had just walked past the gates of hell.

This is just the aftermath of the explosion of the boxing mark, which is so terrible. If he had triggered the boxing mark at that time, would he be directly impacted by this powerful spiritual force and become a fool?

The handsome Taoist frowned slightly and said, "Brother Huang, among the four of us, your spiritual cultivation is the strongest, among which the Great Soul Movement Method is even more shocking to the past and present. I wonder what you think of this boxing seal?"

Lord Huang stroked his beard, thought for a moment, and said in an incredible tone: "The fist seal just now contained two different spiritual powers, which were entangled and collided. As soon as I touched it, it immediately exploded."

"These two spiritual powers are very powerful, I am afraid they are not weaker than me in their heyday. What is even more puzzling is that I am not familiar with these two spiritual powers at all. Whether it is the spiritual martial arts outside the domain or the Central Plains, I have all been involved, but these two spiritual powers are completely out of my understanding."

"this……"

The other three not only felt confused.

"Master Huang, are we... going to pursue Kublai Khan or another breath?" a master master walked up to ask.

Kublai Khan unified the grassland, and the Central Plains, both in the martial arts world and the imperial court, felt a huge sense of threat.

Therefore, we learned that Kublai Khan led his army into the Central Plains. The two great masters of the court and the two great masters of the martial arts world decided to join forces to kill Kublai Khan.

Among them, one monk and one Tao come from the world, namely Shaolin and Quanzhen Sect. The other two masters come from the court.

But unexpectedly, Kublai Khan was prepared and arranged for the demon sect masters who were good at hiding their breath to sneak into the palace and assassinate the current saint. At the same time, he also sent someone to ambush the Quanzhen Sect and Shaolin disciples, causing a lot of noise, which made the four people's actions delayed. When they arrived again, Kublai Khan and other mysterious masters had already escaped.

Lord Huang shook his head and smiled bitterly: "No need, even if you chase after me, it will be useless."

Kublai Khan himself has an amazing cultivation level. None of the four of them can defeat each other alone. Moreover, Kublai Khan is too weird and can't figure it out.

What's more, there are many masters of the Demon Sect, and they are afraid that they may be defeated if they pursue them without authorization.

"Old ancestor, what are you looking at?"

Lord Huang found that the old man who was walking with them had not spoken, but looked towards the grassland, the capital, and the other place. His mixed eyes showed a deep thought.

The old man had a white face and wrinkles, and his body bent slightly bent. At first glance, he looked no different from an ordinary old man, but the other three dared not look down on him at all.

Not only because the old man was very old and had lived for three or four hundred years, but also because he had a strange and inexplicable martial arts.

And because of his age, he knows many secrets and methods are endless, which is very scary.

"Nothing." The old man smiled faintly: "It's just that the person is old, he is not focused and is a little distracted."

But he said in his heart: The python on the grassland turns into a dragon, with its scales and claws appearing, with a huge aura, with an eternal appearance, but it is mixed with scarlet and unknown.
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