Xu Liusu's face was solemn, and she could feel that the cultivation level of the Left Priest was higher than that of anyone present.

Even grandfather Xu Cangshan is not necessarily his opponent.

Of course, if Xu Cangshan was in his heyday, it would be difficult to distinguish which of the two is stronger and which is weaker.

In contrast, the middle-aged man became much calmer, with a smile on his face and shook his head:

"Everyone in the ancient domain knows that I, Longze, cannot be killed... so I am listed as the number one rebel party with the highest killing order."

"But what you don't know is that only Gu Tianjue and Sheng Donglai know about my horror."

The middle-aged man looked up at Luo Guang's curtain, staring at the curtain with a pair of vast eyes and said with a smile: "Sheng Donglai, do you really think that if my Longze's cultivation level is regressing, you can let any shrimp soldier and crab in your ancient domain bully you?"

"Don't forget my identity!"

Suddenly, Xu Liusu, who was standing by the side, suddenly felt a strong momentum coming over and almost fell from the dragon's head. Fortunately, he had a strong concentration and stood firmly.

When he looked, his whole face was dull.

Because the man just stood calmly, the magnetic field around him changed.

There is no true energy, no fluctuations, and no powerful martial arts.

But the air just changed... Xu Liusu knew that this was a kind of luck... similar to his military soul and iron-blooded luck.

But this kind of luck is several times higher than the military soul...

The middle-aged man raised his hand and punched him!

Suddenly, the punch turned into a fist force, rushed directly along the air along the way, instantly dispersing all the momentum around the left priest and annihilated it in nothing.

"this!"

St. Sik's face changed rapidly, and it changed from the previous arrogance to the deep despair!

That's right, it's just despair... Even the shock was not enough to emerge, so he was directly hit in the chest by this punch, and the whole person was taken away. The strong wind directly made him hit an ancient tree. The ancient tree broke, but the casting force did not diminish at all. He continued to fly out and hit the second, third, fourth, and fifth...

Ten ancient trees were broken, and the roots were broken. After falling on both sides, the flat jungle appeared in front of them!

The figure of the left priest Saint Sik had long disappeared... There was no sign of survival.

The middle-aged man maintained a punching posture, then retracted his fist and said to Xu Liusu:

"Little guy, this is the sense of power in the true realm. If the physical realm requires perseverance, the martial soul realm requires talent, the blood burning realm requires patience, and the blood soul realm requires opportunity..."

"That true realm is an important advancement to enter the house... what he needs is his real talent."

“Real talent…”

Xu Liusu murmured, not quite understanding: "Senior, you obviously have no fluctuations in your cultivation... Why..."

"Haha, this is very simple... because I am pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, suppressing the realm..."

The middle-aged man smiled proudly: "Otherwise, no matter how much my cultivation level is, the lean camel is bigger than a horse... How could a mere left priest do anything to me?"

"Okay, so domineering."

Xu Liusu was speechless and held it in a long time before she could say this. This person was arrogant, this person was happy, and this person was arrogant.

But this senior does have the capital of arrogance.

Xu Liusu believes that among all the masters he has seen since time traveling, the man in front of him must be the most powerful one.

Even much stronger than Senior Xu Zhen!

Who is this person and why do you say that he fell in the ancient realm?

Why did he live in the cold pond for so many years? The most important thing is... He helped him break through the Blood Soul Realm...
Chapter completed!