The old Taoist had been in seclusion for who knows how many years. I am afraid that he was not involved in many things, but was not even aware of them. This time he woke up from seclusion and took action not because of the so-called mountain master's decree.
But it just so happened.
So he didn't know the origin of Chen Chao, but he just thought that this young man was a little daring.
However, when those majestic Taoist energies fell to the world like rain, but failed to seriously injure the young man in the end, the old Taoist's face turned solemn.
His real body is on a mountain peak, with a head of white hair blowing in the wind at the moment, and an old face full of wrinkles. When blown by the wind, the wrinkles are like duckweeds on the lake, squeezing and rolling each other, watching
Extremely weird.
"Guangling, who is this kid?!"
After a brief confrontation, the old Taoist also understood that the young man was not someone to be trifled with.
After all, if it were an ordinary junior who has only reached this level, I am afraid that he would have been defeated long ago with just one blow.
Because of this, the old Taoist took advantage of the entanglement between his dharma image and the opposite party to ask Master Guangling.
"Uncle Master, this son is the nephew of Luan Shan from before. Don't underestimate him. He has already killed us and several Fuyun from Nanhua Mountain on the sea. Among them, there was even Guan An Zhenren's little junior brother Guan.
Hai, when he broke into the mountains, he also killed several Fuyuns."
Master Guangling explained the situation of Chen Chao in the shortest time. His original intention was very simple, that is, to let the old Taoist call a few more brothers and join forces to fight. By then, I am afraid that he would be able to completely defeat them.
This young man kills.
"Has something so extraordinary happened again?"
The old Taoist glanced at Tianji. Although he didn't take any action when Chen Che broke into the mountain, he actually knew about the old incident later and was extremely annoyed about it. Now that he knew that this young man was Chen Che's nephew, the old Taoist narrowed his eyes slightly.
Eyes, still a little shocked, two people from one sect, both so talented?
"Huh, breaking into the mountain once is already a treason, but there is a second time. I really think I am Qiuling Mountain..."
Before the words could even be finished, the fight between the two Dharma statues in the sky had already come to an end.
The old Taoist's Dharma image shattered suddenly, and the Tao Qi in the sky collapsed, causing the sky to become colorful in an instant, but it was not beautiful, but exuded a terrifying aura.
The old Taoist's face became a little ugly. He took a few steps back and his body was a little unsteady. Although he seemed so calm just now, in fact, half of his mind was actually focused on the Dharma image.
, at this moment the Dharma is broken, the impact on him is naturally the greatest.
He raised his head again, wanting to see the collapse of the Dharma, but he only saw a black figure falling from the sky to the ground.
Punch in the face!
The old Taoist's expression changed, and a layer of five-colored light quickly appeared in front of him to block the powerful punch that was falling from the sky at this moment.
But the next moment, as the fist that came like a rushing river shattered the Tao Qi, the old Taoist had to step back hundreds of feet!
But when he stopped at this moment, a black figure stopped just a few feet away from him. He was standing on a stone tablet. On the stone tablet were the four characters "Xiaoyao Tiandi".
The Tao Qi is lingering, and I think that the person who wrote these four words in the first place is of a high level.
"What do you really think about Qiulingshan? No one? That's what I really think."
The young man narrowed his eyes, looked around, and asked with a smile: "Why, you don't think you have to be more powerful because you have been practicing Taoism for a longer time, right?"
The old Taoist was speechless.
The young man smiled and said: "If you want to vomit, just vomit. Why are you holding it in?"
As soon as he said this sentence, the old Taoist could no longer hold it in, but opened his mouth wide and spurted out a mouthful of old blood.
"How dare you, thief?!"
The old Taoist opened his mouth, filled with anger.
"Will you spray shit on your mouth?"
Chen Chao's body moved quickly, and he came directly in front of the old Taoist, and then punched the old Taoist hard in the heart.
There was a loud bang.
The old Taoist was already condensing his Tao Qi, preparing to fight Chen Chao again, but Chen Chao's sudden punch directly defeated the old Taoist's Tao Qi, causing him to collapse thousands of miles away, and his Tao Qi was scattered in all directions.
The old Taoist's face was ugly and his Tao Qi was difficult to condense. At this moment, with his thin Taoist body, how could he be a pure opponent like Chen Chao.
Now, every time he receives a punch, his body will be broken into pieces. What makes him feel even more horrified is that he also clearly feels that after receiving a few punches, his entire body is like a building with wind leaking from all sides.
All it takes is a heavy rain for his shabby thatched hut to collapse.
"Senior brother..."
The old Taoist spoke with difficulty. He was no longer willing to face this young man alone no longer who knew how many years younger than him.
And the stone tablet that Chen Chao stepped on before began to shatter at this moment.
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Master Guangling has been paying attention to Chen Chao's movements. After seeing that the uncle who had been practicing Taoism for who knows how many years has no power to fight back at this moment, the mountain master smiled bitterly. These elders are good in everything but bad.
I am always so self-righteous and think I can do everything.
If you look down on the powerful in the world, you are always so arrogant. If you have such thoughts, you should naturally die.
But now, Master Guangling really doesn't want him to die.
"Go ring the bell."
Master Guangling spoke indifferently and only said three words.
Many Taoists had gathered here for a long time. Hearing the words "Guangling Master", some people asked in disbelief: "Does the mountain master want to hit the Taoist bell?"
That is the most important bell in Qiuling Mountain. It would never ring on ordinary days, but once it rings, it means that there are endless major issues in Qiuling Mountain that are difficult to solve.
When the bell rings, all the ancestors who are still in seclusion will know that as long as they are alive, they will come out of seclusion.
"Mountain Master, it's just two people. Do they really want such a big battle?"
Some Taoists bow their heads, but they still don’t understand this.
Master Guangling sneered, "It's just two people? Do you have any idea about this situation? If you do, you can treat what I say as fart."
As soon as this was said, everyone fell silent.
Now, one of the ancestors has taken action, but they still can't subdue that young man. There really is nothing they can do.
"Go ring the bell."
Master Guangling repeated these three words again.
He turned his back to the other monks and said calmly: "Now I even doubt that even after ringing the bell, there will be no way to stop the two of them."
This sentence was like dropping a huge stone on the lake, causing a storm in the hearts of the other monks.