Chapter 424: Trampling on the evil hand

The reason why this matter is difficult to handle.

That's entirely because they didn't achieve absolute suppression this time.

According to normal circumstances.

The Grand Holy See, a super large sect with a True Immortal level, would generally suppress Taoist sects without True Immortals.

Because a true immortal’s leg hair is thicker than other practitioners.

Where else would anyone dare to be so presumptuous?

But here's the problem.

They, Fang Xiandao's true immortal who suppressed luck, had already left the world of Jiuzhou and did not know where he had gone.

Although they have absolute confidence in their ancestors, they believe that there will never be any problems with their ancestors.

But Grandmaster is not here.

Then, they can only use their own resources.

It was as if the martial arts will suppressing the four extremes of the world sealed the entire sky.

The majestic divine power radiated from his body, and suddenly it seemed as if a demon god from ancient times had descended into this world.

View from underground.

When he said this, he stepped heavily on the ground with his foot.

Even if the ancestor has an immortal weapon.

Do you really think Wu Xiu has a good temper?

If he can give this old man a chance to speak and talk to him calmly, he has already cultivated his moral character.

All it takes is a wisp of real immortal energy, even if it is an ordinary practitioner of the older generation.

When waving, the dragon leaps, and there is an unimaginable silky smoothness.

"The old Taoist priest is blind."

However.

"Walk!"

"From now on, our Xuantian Temple should also show its edge!"

A patch of emerald green, as if there were fairies dancing in it.

The moment the emerald green trees appeared, a huge fist seal with brilliant divine intent struck from the ground toward the sky.

Even if he is a top practitioner.

Yun Hai holds a spear in his hand, like Changshan Zhao Zilong who is facing thousands of troops alone. His eyes are full of fighting spirit, and his mouth is calm and calm, as if everything is just floating clouds:

"Are you going by yourself, or are you going to let Pindao take you there?"

But looking at the Dharma flag facing the Bagua furnace above, I couldn't help but feel discouraged.

It's also very scary.

A faint golden light emerged among the ups and downs.

At the end of the story, the old Taoist priest in purple clothes couldn't help but feel very aggrieved.

Of course.

The soil looks very soft.

If these people use great supernatural powers to move mountains and seas, burn mountains and boil seas, etc., then they will definitely be out of reach.

The whole body is like jade.

This is quite a feeling of a scholar encountering a soldier and having an inexplicable reason.

Then you can compete with the real top practitioners.

He looked at the tall divine ape in front of him, his eyes full of fear:

"Fellow Taoist, what does this mean?"

He wanted to take action.

But let's be honest.

This is simply an idol!

He has been working in the realm of the older generation of practitioners for many years.

The kind of extreme will that persists for a long time shocked many experts who practice martial arts.

After all, this is a real qi machine that can borrow the power of a true immortal, and it is definitely the kind that is priceless.

This directly subverted the image of the great second uncle in their minds.

Even if it is Fang Xiandao.

It will become less as you use it.

See his actions.

"Then don't blame Pindao for chopping off his claws!!"

Raise your hands to the sky.

Qingyun and Li Xiu in the back, where have they seen such a posture before?

The many clouds and mists that originally moved with the waves in the sky have already turned into fly ash at this moment.

The entire Taoist temple, including the Taoists inside, was all rolled up by him with a whisk, and then flew away in an awkward manner into the distance.

No matter how far you go, there will be no qi that exceeds the level of three true immortals.

On a high mountain in the Yunzhou Mountain Forest, a Taoist priest who was both Taoist and Confucian was sitting in a pavilion, drinking tea leisurely.

"I'm going to make you pay the price!"

And when this Taoist priest was drinking tea, it seemed that heaven and earth were working in the palm lines of his hands.

Look towards the sky.

The clouds were dispersed.

Then he gently clapped his hands and hummed:

You can vaguely see many cracks in it.

All I saw was that in the sky and the earth, a phantom of emerald green trees suddenly appeared.

It actually drew streaks of clouds and smoke in the sky.

But at this moment, a huge fist mark penetrated the sky, as if he had been punched by a giant.

His whole person seemed to become more dazzling, and as he shook his shoulders, three heads and six arms suddenly appeared.

Which young man doesn’t want to wear beautiful clothes and angry horses, and which young man doesn’t want to be wild?

This is an idol.

The old man in purple robe was angry and waved the fly whisk that had lost a lot of hair with one punch.

Immediately afterwards.

The strips of golden threads are like dragons and snakes.

Look towards the source of the palm.

See this scene.

Immediately afterwards.

The Taoist priest, who had been very leisurely just now, could not help but change his face:

"not good!!"

"boom!"

In this way, it can be said that he has a long heritage and a very high status.

It can be said.

However, after hearing Qingyun's words, Yunhai couldn't help but smile.

"Is this the power of the older generation of practitioners?"

"You can run fast!"

Seeing this, Yunhai couldn't help but laugh loudly:

"Okay, you two little guys, stop standing here and clean up the entire county."

A huge Taoist temple rises from the ground!
To be continued...