Of course, the two white-haired young men want to know each other's true identity.
From what the Taoist said, he should be a monk living on the Forgotten Continent, but they couldn't remember such a terrifying person.
"You don't even know my identity, I'm just a bunch of juniors!"
Qian Zhongzhenjun spoke calmly.
At this moment, the white-haired young man and the pretty woman immediately shut up. In a tacit understanding, the pretty woman suddenly stretched out her slender hand and waved forward.
Since the other party is unwilling to reveal his background, then we can talk about it later.
The place they were in was in the dense forest at the back of the "Holy Demon Palace", an important place among important places. The large formation here had the effect of shielding all auras.
Although they don't know how this Taoist priest entered, they will not open the formation to avoid affecting the disciples in the palace.
There is no single person in this world who can defeat the two of them together.
A moment ago, the two sides were still talking.
The next moment, Qianzhong Zhenjun, who was standing at the end of the tree, suddenly saw a slight distortion of the space on the side, and a cold light went straight to his head.
Qianzhong Zhenjun's expression did not change at all. He slowly raised his right hand, intertwined his thumb and middle finger, and then flicked it toward his ear like Guanyin holding his fingers.
His movements seemed slow, but they came first, and the tip of his middle finger suddenly touched with a bit of cold light.
All this gave the beautiful woman and the white-haired young man an illusion. It happened very quickly, but it seemed like an eternity.
The Taoist priest's nonchalant act of raising his hands to resist caught the attention of the two peerless masters below, and they were shocked.
The seemingly random attack by the gorgeous woman, if not deliberately controlled, would have turned the entire "Holy Demon City" into nothingness in an instant.
The monks below the Transformation God level all died without any pain.
As long as that person wasn't stupid, he wouldn't have used his body to catch her attack. The Taoist priest had a whisk hanging there at the crook of his left arm, but he had no intention of using it.
A dazzling light suddenly burst out from the right side of the Taoist priest's head.
Immediately, a silver spear was completely exposed from the void, with a jade-like body and two dragons surging and twisting rapidly on it.
The bit of cold light before was just like the tip of a snowy spear, carrying an eternity of cold air, the unparalleled sharp tip of the spear was touching the fingertips of Qianzhong Zhenjun.
The powerful silver spear paused for a moment, and then began to tremble violently. The two dragons on the spear rushed toward Qianzhong Zhenjun with their claws and teeth bared.
But before leaving the gun body, the Taoist priest's fingertips once again pushed the tip of the silvery spear, as if pushing aside a piece of grass.
The two dragons that looked like they were emerging from the water suddenly roared in pain, and with a "wu" sound from their spears, they circled and flew back with a sharp whistle.
The beautiful woman below felt a twinge of pain in her chest, and sweat poured down her smooth and jade-like forehead.
All this happened in less than half a breath, the gorgeous woman's extremely sharp attack looked like a baby dancing with a stick in front of her opponent.
The silver-water-like spear was deflected and circled around, and the surrounding areas were surrounded by people hugging each other. The giant tree split into pieces and instantly turned into clouds of gray smoke, melting silently.
The white-haired young man who had been standing by him was horrified. He never thought that as a junior sister in the late stage of divine transformation, she could not even take one of the opponent's moves.
The reason why he didn't join forces immediately was that he thought it was enough for his junior sister to test each other.
Secondly, if the opponent borrows some magic weapon to break the ban and sneak in to pretend to be a ghost, then he will be the backhand to deliver a fatal blow.
After all, a young monk can possess a heaven-defying space magic weapon. It is not surprising that the opponent has another forbidden magic weapon in his hand.
The reason why the white-haired young man has these thoughts is that as far as he knows, there is a mysterious sect on the Lost Continent. This sect has a secretive whereabouts and is called "Tongbao Sect".
It is said that there are only two or three people in the entire sect, but what they practice is Qi Luck, which is a very strange training system.
Once they achieve something, they can rely on their luck to dig graves, rob tombs, and break formations to hunt for treasures.
They specially enter those tombs and caves left over from ancient times, even ancient times. With the blessing of luck, they can do anything and obtain one after another heaven-defying magic weapons, elixirs and other treasures.
Just relying on these magic weapons and elixirs can make their journey to immortality extremely smooth.
Therefore, when he saw a heaven-defying space magic weapon like "Tuban" and the Qianzhong Zhenjun appeared silently above their heads, he suddenly thought of the "Tongbao Sect".
Both this legendary sect itself and the monks within it like to use incredible magic weapons one after another to pretend to be gods and ghosts.
What's more, since he started practicing, the god-transforming monks have always been the strongest in this world.
Especially when the white-haired young man reaches the stage of becoming a god, although he cannot be said to be invincible, even the top old monsters of the Black Demon Tribe can only be as strong as him.
There is no way to get any advantage from him, otherwise he would not be able to intimidate the opponent by sitting in the "Holy Demon Palace".
From this, he concluded that Qianzhong Zhenjun used the power of the magic weapon to successfully sneak into the "Holy Demon Palace" and pretend to be a ghost.
Seeing that the junior sister suffered a loss with just one move, she was shocked at first, but with a quick glance of her consciousness, she saw that her breath recovered quickly and she didn't appear to be injured.
The white-haired young man's heart was full of rebellion, and he had a murderous intention that had not been seen in many years.
He raised his eyes slightly, and a black hill suddenly appeared silently above Qianzhong Zhenjun's head. The moment it appeared, it smashed down without mercy.
Qianzhong Zhenjun, who was standing at the end of the tree, frowned. He had shown mercy just now, and every time he spent this ray of spiritual energy, he lost one point.
Unexpectedly, the other party didn't appreciate it and continued to attack.
The fly whisk hanging in the crook of his arm suddenly flew up on its own, and the snow-white dust strands flew up and landed on the corner of the bottom of the hill.
Like an eight
The claw fish lifted a huge mountain, it was so uncoordinated.
The dust threads that originally seemed weak and weak quickly held the hill in the air, and then the dust threads began to spin violently.
There was a crisp sound in the heart of the white-haired young man, and before he could react, the magic weapon suddenly lost contact with him, and then a hill whirled like it was falling on top of his head.
At the same time, those snow-white dust threads evacuated one after another, and at this time, the connection between the white-haired young man and the black hill was created again.
He hurriedly performed the magic formula, and the black hill that flew down immediately hovered three feet in the air above his head.
The other party easily cut off the connection between him and the magic weapon he was refining. He looked at the Taoist priest standing at the end of the tree and had no intention of continuing to attack.
The two white-haired young men still didn't know why the other party was showing mercy.
From the moment the white-haired young man took action until the black hill pressed down on his head, it took less than half a breath. At this time, the gorgeous woman had just withdrawn the silver spear and held it in her hand.
In just one breath or so, the two sides exchanged hand gestures like lightning. Only the two Supreme Elders of the "Holy Demon Palace" could tell how dangerous the situation was.
The sweat on their foreheads began to seep out, and they lost their calmness and calmness that had remained unchanged for thousands of years.
"senior……"
There was already fear deep in the eyes of the white-haired young man. The fight was not meant to be earth-shattering. As soon as they made a move, they immediately knew that the gap between themselves and the opponent was as big as a cloud.
Qianzhong Zhenjun directly interrupted him this time.
"Have you demons ever made a pact with humans that they will no longer exist?"
This time, the white-haired young man and the gorgeous woman suddenly remembered the voice that came from the beginning. That sentence seemed to be asking them if the demon clan had forgotten the agreement?
Thinking again about the other party’s holding back just now
"The power of the human race!"
The two of them coincidentally thought of what the previous generation of guardians had said about the time of Xiahou Shangxie.
"Senior, you are the mighty human race!!!"
It seems that you have forgotten the original agreement. The human race does not need your special care, but you actually started to secretly kill my human monks just to get a magic weapon.
If I hadn't come back just in time and was the one who refined this treasure, my descendants would have been destroyed in your hands, hum!"
There was a coldness in Qianzhong Zhenjun's tone, and the white-haired young man and the gorgeous woman secretly cried out in their hearts.
"With the appearance of such a magic weapon, even any monk will be tempted. What's more, nowadays, there is not much difference in status between human monks and other races..."
After they roughly figured out each other's identity, they remembered the instructions of the previous generation of guardians, and cold air continued to flow from their backs.
At first, this person scared Xiahou Shangxie and led his people to flee with just one person's ability. They asked themselves how their cultivation and intelligence could compare with that of Xiahou Shangxie, a powerful figure of the generation.
"Senior, this is not us I deliberately want to refine this treasure, but one of my disciples is included in this treasure..."
"Your disciple, that female disciple is also my descendant. I think you know better than me how to join your sect!"
Qianzhong Zhenjun said disdainfully.
The white-haired young man and the gorgeous woman couldn't help but look at each other. Of course they had heard what Gong Changge said.
Zhao Min was a pair of senior sisters she met on the road. In the end, she was lured to save the other junior brother, which was half coercion and half force to get the other brother into the White Demon Clan.
However, there is nothing wrong with this in their opinion. It is something that both parties are willing to do, and they are not really forcing each other.
However, there is no reason to say anything when facing strong men. They usually treat other monks the same way.
"Since Zhao Min's sect was inherited by this great human race master, he was said to be in extremely poor condition at the beginning."
It seems that this powerful human being means that he himself should have left the Lost Continent for a long time, which caused the decline of this sect.
The two white-haired young men could tell from the information passed down word-of-mouth by the guardians of the previous generation of "Holy Demon Palace" that this human race great master did not want to expose himself to others in the first place.
Then, naturally no one would know about the sect he founded, which makes sense.
"Junior... I really don't know that Zhao Min is the disciple of senior. If he knew, he would not dare to accept him as a disciple no matter what!"
The white-haired young man could only say this at this time, but he and the beautiful woman were extremely heartbroken. The price they spent on Zhao Min could not be measured by spiritual stones and how many treasures of heaven and earth.
Where will we look for the "Ice Soul Sapphire Body" in the future?
"Senior, Zhao Mintian is a genius, and her physique is exactly suitable for practicing my demon clan's magical skills..."
The gorgeous woman gritted her teeth and spoke to Qianzhong Zhenjun. She was not willing to let Zhao Min leave so easily.
"Your skills? Hahaha... She will not stay in the mortal world, I will send her to the fairy world!"
Qianzhong Zhenjun directly extinguished all hopes of the other party, which made the beautiful woman feel bitter in her mouth.
In terms of the opponent's strength, the skills that their demon clan regards as a treasure are really not worth mentioning in the eyes of the opponent.
"Also, I won't stay here any longer. After taking my disciples away, I hope you can abide by your previous agreement!"
Having said this, the figure of Qianzhong Zhenjun has gradually faded and disappeared from the top of the tree, and the dense forest formation still has no warning.
After a long time, the beautiful woman said in a daze.
"This senior is indeed a strong man in the fairy world. I always thought that as long as there were monks in the palace who were promoted to the late stage of divine transformation, they could compete with the black demons.
Then the two of us can ascend to the fairy world at any time. At that time, it will be our time to roam the nine heavens and show off our talents.
Even in the fairy world, there will be a place for me, and I can’t even last half a breath. Our strength is really not worth mentioning, we are very weak!!”