() Taoist Jinwu came across the border, and as soon as he appeared, he showed earth-shattering power. Everyone's heart seemed to be pressed by a giant mountain. They couldn't bear even a ray of pressure.
horrible!
There was a look of shock in Xiao Yi's eyes. This was an unparalleled powerhouse who was above the soul-melting realm. Even if he had a future body to protect him, he might not be able to stop him. The gap was too big and it was irreparable.
"Old Taoist Jinwu, do you think my Thunder Sword Clan has no one?"
A space is distorted, and a purple shadow also crosses the boundary. This is Jing Lei, the chief sword of the Thunder Sword Clan. His eyes are like swords, and the sharpness of his whole body is as solid as substance. Wherever his eyes pass, it seems as if they are cut by the sword energy, revealing clear lines.
Vacuum sword marks.
This revealed Jian Jing Lei's mastery of swordsmanship. Although his eyes were sharp, the vacuum sword marks did not hurt anyone.
However, when Jian Jinglei came across the border, before Golden Crow Taoist could say anything, the white-haired middle-aged man on the ground raised his head. His eyes were dark, as if two ancient starry skies were rotating. His white hair was flying lightly, and there was a kind of aura about him.
It has an indescribable aura, a feeling of being left behind in the world, and is covered with vicissitudes of life that cannot be washed away by the breeze.
Such a temperament is impressive, but when it falls into the eyes of Taoist Jinwu, it is like a thunder, shocking him. At his current state, he was shocked by such a look a while ago, but the next moment, the words of the white-haired middle-aged man are shocking.
He was completely furious.
"Who are you, and you dare to stand on top of my head!"
Before Golden Crow Taoist could react, the white-haired middle-aged man stretched out a hand, a very ordinary palm, with black light flowing on it. The white-haired middle-aged man gently grabbed it, thousands of feet high in the sky. Jinwu Taoist groaned.
With a sound, the whole person fell down, as if being held by an invisible big hand. Involuntarily, he was smashed into the mud, and he didn't know how many feet it went deep.
"The energy of life is the energy of death, this is the energy of death!"
Jian Jinglei's pupils shrank, his mind was in a state of shock, and he did not dare to show any signs of neglect. He fell from the sky and bowed to the white-haired middle-aged man: "Lei Jianbing Tribe's Chief Jian Jinglei has seen my senior."
The white-haired middle-aged man nodded, glanced at him, and ignored him. Instead, he looked at Xiao Yi who was not far away. He said: "The successor of Locking Heaven Fist has finally been born again. If you are willing, I can protect you."
, until your soul reaches perfection and creates the world."
What!
Jian Qingsheng's eyes were startled, and then an evil fire grew in his heart. But he didn't dare to show it at this moment. On the surface, he didn't seem to be losing his composure at all, but in his heart, it was like a volcano erupting.
"Damn it, I actually got the favor of such an unrivaled powerful man. I want to protect him, the Heaven-Sucking Fist, the art of war, the Heaven-Sucking Fist. Why am I not the inheritor? With such a powerful man protecting the Dao, the entire Thunder Sword Military Department can
Even if you look around, I can get the position of clan leader at my fingertips! I hate it, why not me!"
Regarding the white-haired middle-aged Qin Lai, Xiao Yi was also moved in his heart. The Tiansuo Fist is not a trivial matter. Not to mention that the way to seal the town is one of the nine hundred righteous methods. The Tiansuo Fist itself is also profound and profound. Now he is only using it initially.
, As for the essence of it, firstly, his understanding of the way to seal the town is still superficial, and secondly, he cannot figure out its essence. If he wants to fully understand it, he still doesn’t know how many years and months it will take.
"At least he is a strong man at the level of a soldier. Above the captain of a corps is a centurion, above a centurion is a commander of a thousand, and above a commander of a thousand is the commander of ten thousand. Those who are stronger than the commander of ten thousand are the commanders.
Those who have entered the soul-melting realm, and those who are strong at the level of suppressing soldiers are above the soul-melting realm, enough to create a military department and guard a path of heavenly soldiers."
Xiao Yisi thought that neither he nor the Bloodstone Tribe had a very shallow background. If such a strong man as a white-haired middle-aged man came to settle in, at least he would be less worried about the so-called protection of the Dao, but he didn't think so.
I mean, in Xiao Yi's heart, if a strong person does not experience blood and fire and grow between life and death, he will only be superficial and strong on the outside.
boom!
A piece of bloody mud exploded, and Golden Crow Taoist rushed out from the ground. He was disheveled and in a very embarrassed state. At this moment, he was staring at the white-haired middle-aged man with a look of horror in his eyes.
"The energy of life and death, the great perfection of the earth! How is it possible? How can there be a strong man of the human race on this path of heavenly soldiers? Why are you not dead? Why are you still alive!"
Taoist Jinwu's blond hair was messy and his eyes were stunning, like two fairy suns with golden light shining all around. He knew in his heart that his Immortal Clan Tianyun Sect had suffered a huge defeat today, and two powerful warrior-level warriors from the human race had broken through.
The balance of the Heavenly Arms Road, not to mention Sword Jinglei, even the white-haired middle-aged ancient strongman in front of him is difficult to match. Not to mention running through this Heavenly Arms Road and opening it up to become an eternal passage, whether it can be defended after today is still unknown.
Not yet known.
Taoist Jinwu spoke, Jian Jinglei was also moved in his heart. He couldn't figure out the origin of the white-haired middle-aged man at all. He couldn't find anything useful when corroborating it with the ancient military departments that were annihilated ten thousand years ago. This man
It seems to have appeared out of nowhere, with no trace of it visible.
"A path of heavenly soldiers, the blood of a lifetime of heroes, a hundred battles will determine life and death, and the soul will never return after being drunk!" Cold lightning flashed in the eyes of the white-haired middle-aged man, and the two ancient starry skies rotated. Although there was no aura of cultivation, but this
After four sentences, everyone seemed to hear the thunderous sound of war, the iron horse fighting, one life after another, life withered, and death marched forward.
The ones who felt the deepest feeling were undoubtedly the many immortal clans. At this moment, the four elders of Tianyun Sect all vomited blood. Without any warning, they flew out in the sky. Their immortal bones crackled. In an instant, they didn’t know how many fractures they had. Even the Golden Crow
The Taoist's face also turned pale. Within ten miles around, the few powerful immortals who were still alive had their immortal bodies shattered into pieces, and their bones and blood flew everywhere.
"Walk!"
Taoist Jinwu's expression suddenly changed, knowing that he had offended this strange human race strongman. If he stayed any longer, even if he had the means to protect himself, the other four elders would probably die.
A golden light flashed, and the Golden Crow Taoist's immortal energy enveloped him, and he carried the four seriously injured elders into the sky. Unexpectedly, neither Jian Jinglei nor the white-haired middle-aged man had the slightest intention to stop him, and allowed him to rush into a twisted world.
In space, escape across boundaries.
Although many human race rangers and blood warriors were unwilling to accept it, they did not dare to question these two unparalleled warriors. There were also some senior warriors who had some enlightenment, but they were not in their position and could not fathom the true meaning.
Only a vague glimpse of the truth can be seen.
"You're back."
Jian Jinglei looked at a figure not far away, took a deep breath, and there was a hint of sigh in his eyes. He felt guilty for this son.
Nodding, Jian Jingtian looked calm and said: "I'm back."
There was a hidden mystery in the conversation between the father and son, which attracted a lot of people's attention, but when they saw the two people's extremely close appearance, they suddenly understood.
"The young patriarch of the Thunder Sword Clan, the young clan leader Jian Jingtian who has been missing for two years is rumored to be missing! Yes, that's him!"
"He said that he was once trapped in the Zixiao Thunder and Dust Formation, one of the three profound formations of the Thunder Sword Clan."
The interested person stopped abruptly when he said this. They exchanged glances and vaguely detected an unusual meaning. They did not point out that this was not something they could intervene in. The Thunder Sword Clan would naturally come to a conclusion in the future.
"You haven't answered me yet."
The voice of the white-haired middle-aged man touched everyone's heart. He looked at Xiao Yi, waiting for an answer.
Without any further hesitation, Xiao Yi said with a smile: "Since the senior is willing to protect me, the junior will naturally ask for it. As long as the senior does not mind the extra trouble, Xiao Yi will sweep the bed to welcome me."
"Okay." The white-haired middle-aged man nodded, and then said solemnly, "But don't expect me to clear all obstacles for you. Unless a strong man who is a level higher than you takes action, even if you lose and die in battle, I will
I will never take action."
As soon as the white-haired middle-aged man said these words, Jian Qingsheng breathed a sigh of relief. As long as this person behaves according to the law, he still has a glimmer of hope. However, if he wants to deal with Xiao Yi now, it will not be that simple, and now there are more
A trouble occurred, and Jian Qingsheng couldn't help but feel a little anxious. For the first time in more than ten years, he had such a feeling of being out of control, which made him a little uneasy. Subconsciously, he looked at Jian Jingtian, only to find that he was also
Turning their heads, the two of them looked at each other. Jian Qingsheng looked at the pair of dark eyes, the stars in them were the sword light and the murderous aura.
"Walk."
The white-haired middle-aged man took one step forward and came to Xiao Yi's side. The space in front of the two of them was distorted. When the space calmed down, they had disappeared.
good fortune!
At this moment, these two words appeared in the minds of many human race rangers and blood tribe strongmen at the same time. Apart from the word "creation", they really could not think of other words. A statue stronger than the Golden Crow Taoist or even the chief sword of the Thunder Sword Clan, Jing Lei.
It was impossible to ask for a powerful man in the world who was willing to protect his way. However, thinking of the various legends about the Tiansuo Fist, everyone slowly regained their composure.
Three hundred miles away.
On a large black mountain, with jagged rocks and rugged space, two figures slowly emerged.
Standing on the top of the mountain, Xiao Yi looked at the gradually red sky in the distance and felt the vast and majestic blood energy. It was the human warriors who were charging and killing. Although the Golden Crow Taoists retreated, hundreds of thousands of immortals
However, the clan warriors could not escape. This battle was the Battle of Dingding. Hundreds of thousands of people clashed. The blood energy could be heard clearly from hundreds of miles away. The earth-shattering sound of killing swept across all directions.
"For an immortal sect that has a military department comparable to ours, the number of immortal master Tao soldiers is at most a dozen, and a military department has a hundred thousand Tao soldiers. The loss of hundreds of thousands of Tao soldiers is enough to break the bones.
Shaken the foundation, this path of heavenly soldiers is not far away from the day when it is completely sealed." The white-haired middle-aged man said calmly, "You can also get a share of the luck of the human world by then. If you are lucky enough to be able to condense the life stone in the future, it will also be