Zhao Zhenshi stood in the art formation filled with clouds, staring at the carriage falling from the sky.

He did not capture Fang Lang because Fang Lang was a disciple of Taihua Sword Immortal, and Lian Huijian was still stuck in the Dadao Mausoleum. Fang Lang came here this time to draw the sword. If he hurt Fang Lang, it might cause Lian Huijian's reaction.

However, except Fang Lang, if others want to enter the Dadao Sect so arrogantly, they have to pay a price!

The four elders soared into the air, and the terrifying aura seemed to change the color of the entire mountain top, the clouds surging, and the mountains and rivers changed color!

These are four extremely powerful monks.

The fourth level of art of cultivation, the fifth level of human man, the sixth level of earth mantra, the seventh level of heavenly mantra, the eighth level of forbidden mantra...

These four elders of the Dao Sect are all in the seventh-grade Heavenly Mantra realm, and they are also using the extremely powerful Five Elements Art Formation of the Dao Sect!

This Five Elements Art Array is not comparable to An Fan's art array that has mastered the skin and fur.

As soon as the art array came out, a strange phenomenon appeared, as if it was destroying the world!

At this moment, all the disciples who were about to rush towards the Dadaoling stopped their pace, and Fang Lang also changed his face and raised his head.

Fang Lang also didn't know how strong the other party was about the old senior in the blacksmith shop.

However, if you can be praised by Chao Xiaojian, you should be very strong.

The carriage fell, and four elders were suspended around the carriage. Four art formations seemed to be blocking the east, west, south, and north, and wanted to smash the carriage.

On the carriage, Zhao Wuji, who was at the fifth-grade martial arts level, was full of blood and blood. He felt a huge pressure, which almost made him breathless!

Zhao Zhenshi held his hands, his Taoist robes flying, staring at the void.

Looking at the carriage that was almost crushed, I burst into laughter.

"Hahaha……"

"Zhao Longshi is not in the Dadao Sect, are you Zhao Zhenshi very domineering?"

"I have been trying to make a fool of myself for many years and have never taken action. In this world, have I forgotten my reputation?"

"When Taihua was alone in the Great Dao Sect, then today... I, Huang Zhihe, also came to experience that kind of charm."

The words fell.

But the curtain of the carriage was lifted, revealing a wrinkled face like an old root of Coptis chinensis. The face smiled lightly and slowly stretched out its hand forward.

Instantly!

A hammer appeared on that hand!

A hammer covered with mottled sword marks!

Fang Lang looked up at him, his eyes were extremely bright.

But I saw that an endless sword intent burst out from an iron hammer!

The old man sat upright in the carriage, grabbed the hammer with one hand and swung it up. The hammer was as sharp as a sword!

The magic array that transformed into a giant dragon entrenched in the mountains was instantly hit by a hammer, and the invisible waves of air scattered in ripples, causing a strong wind!

It was as if it was penetrated from top to bottom by a divine edge!

The elder of the Dao Sect instantly turned pale and blew out a large mouthful of blood. His whole body fell back to the square as if struck by lightning. The blue bricks under him broke and sunken like blooming flowers.

The old man flicked his fingers lightly, and the heavy sword intent was smashed out again with a heavy hammer.

Four magic arrays, four hammers smashed!

Four elders of the Dao Sect fell on the square one after another.

The pressure on Zhao Wuji relaxed, driving the carriage to land quietly on the square.

The hammer disappeared, the carriage curtain hangs down, and everything returned to its original calm appearance.

The four elders around them had inexplicable expressions, and fear was flowing deep in their eyes. When they saw the hammer covered with mottled sword marks, they knew who was taking action.

Zhao Zhenshi stared at the carriage from the Yunhai Art Formation.

"A sword immortal, Huang Zhihe."

"I didn't expect that Chao Xiaojian would actually invite you, an old ghost, out of the mountain."

"But you were not defeated by Xuanyuan Taihua many years ago. Why did you help Xuanyuan Taihua?"

Zhao Zhenshidao.

He knew that Huang Zhihe had kept his hand, otherwise the four elders of the seventh-grade Heavenly Curse Realm would probably be killed by Huang Zhihe with one hammer.

The evil reputation of a sword immortal is not a false reputation.

This person originally used a heavy sword, and used a sword like a hammer, and a sword with one hand to smash all the masters in the world.

To this day, this old guy is still on the Ministry of War’s wanted list.

However, in fact, it was just a noun. After all, this person was not a criminal offender. However, because this person was related to the remnants of the previous dynasty, he was wanted.

Of course, the court did not take it seriously. Whether it could be caught or not was as fate.

A ninth-grade master needs to seize him, the manpower and material resources are too great, and Huang Zhihe has always been in a retreat, so he basically lets him go without hesitation.

A thin hand poked out from the carriage and lifted the curtain.

Ni Wen helped the old man walk down from the carriage.

Zhao Wuji stood quietly beside him.

The old man Huang Zhihe glanced at Zhao Zhenshi who was standing in the Yunhai Art Formation and said, "You know what the elderly like."

Zhao Zhenshi: "..."

After glanced at the four elders who were only injured by the formation and were severely injured by the mind, Zhao Zhenshi understood that Huang Laogui didn't want to tear his face off now.

"Zhao Zhenshi, I want to see the competition between Xiaozi Fang and your disciples of the Dadao Sect climbing the Thousand-Level Cloud Ladder, can you?"

"Don't refuse, the old man can't stand the stimulation. Once he is rejected, I'm afraid I can't help but smash your mountain gate with one blow!"

"Zhao Longshi is not here, you little Zhao may not be able to suppress me."

With Ni Wen's support, the old man said extremely cruel words with a weak look.

Zhao Zhenshi stared at Huang Lao Gui for a long time, and snorted coldly: "If you like to watch, you can see it, but you can't enter the Daoling, otherwise... what's wrong with leaving you, an old ghost today!"

"You little Zhao, you are quite arrogant. Forget it, I am just a weak old man. What bad intentions can you have?"

"Just want to see the show."

"I just want to see Xiao Fang pull out Taihua's sword."

Huang Zhihe said with a smile.

Zhao Zhenshi stroked his beard: "Then wait until this kid overwhelms many disciples of my Dao Sect in the Thousand-stairs Cloud Ladder."

"If you can't even get the qualification to enter the Dao Tomb, then even Taihua Sword Immortal himself can't say anything."

far away.

Fang Lang was relieved when he saw the old man suppressing the four powerful elders of the Dao Sect with one blow.

Although Fang Lang used the scan, he realized that this senior was definitely not weak.

However, after all, the one that confronts the Tang Dynasty is the first sect and the Dadao Sect.

Although Taihua Sword Immortal is intimidating, it would be difficult if the Dadao Sect really broke up and fought.

Since Ni Wen and Senior Huang were safe, Fang Lang followed the disciples of the Dadao Sect and walked towards the quaint stone path.

An Fan and Li Yuanzhen couldn't help but appear next to Fang Lang.

"I didn't expect that you and I will meet again so soon."

An Fan looked at Fang Lang and said with a smile.

In the resource battle, Fang Lang's series of designs stabbed him, and An Fan never expected it.

Li Yuanzhen stared at Fang Lang with an inexplicable complex expression.

He was psychologically shattered by Fang Lang.

"However, for your arrival, let the Daoling be opened in advance, we want to thank you. However, when you compete for the thousand-stage cloud ladder, you will definitely have no hope."

An Fan chatted with Fang Lang with a smile and laughed.

While chatting, the two arrived at the holy land of Dadao Sect, at the foot of Dadao Tomb.

Looking up, you can see a mountain hidden among the clouds. The peak is extremely magnificent, shrouded in endless rays of light, exuding a unique meaning.

At the foot of the mountain, there is a huge archway portal, and above the archway, the three words "Daoling" are written.

After passing the gateway of the archway, you can see the kilometer-long blue stone steps looming in the sloping clouds, scattering straight into the mountains in the clouds.

The disciples of the Dao Sect wearing blue Taoist robes gathered in the open space in front of the archway, crowded with people and busy.

For disciples of the Dadao Sect, every time the Dadao Mausoleum is opened, it is a grand event.

Because the disciples of the Dadao Sect in the lower fourth level can only wait for the Dadao Tomb to be opened, even if they are a genius like An Fan who has reached the fifth level, they are the same.

Zhao Zhenshi came on foot.
To be continued...