"The hour has come, send you on your way!"

The old man's expression was like Gutan Ningbo from beginning to end, without the slightest reaction, his thin fingers as dry bones brushed from the gold beads, and suddenly shook out ten golden streamers, not shocking the power of heaven and earth, let alone the power of a thousand mountains, just indifferently flicked, as if the flowers raised their hands.

The corners of the old man's mouth faded into a ruthless sneer, and the golden light pointed directly at Jiang Chang'an, without the slightest influence on outsiders. But he easily interrupted Jiang Chang'an's defense and directly suppressed it in the air overhead.

Jiang Chang'an's shoulders suddenly seemed to be pressed against ten mountains, his complexion changed suddenly, his legs trembled and he couldn't fall down, but the wound on his chest couldn't stop bleeding, his consciousness was a little blurred, and every piece of skin on his body was torn and almost crushed.

"Poof!"

Two more mouthfuls of blood spurted out of his mouth, his body shook violently, and his skin cracked.

In the distance, the half-step powerful and powerful people are gearing up, once Jiang Changan dies, these many treasures will become ownerless, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

However, at this moment, a burst of black wind came out of nowhere, and the surging power of the powerful man suddenly dissipated, like a candle in the wind, quickly extinguished.

"What's going on? This is a blow that could have taken this son's life...... How did it disappear out of thin air?" everyone was shocked, what was happening in front of them was so strange, a breeze could make the attack of the mighty and powerful turn into nothingness, which was even more nonsense than a boar could give birth.

Suddenly, someone exclaimed, "Look! Who's there?!"

A few people in the distance were all shocked, all of them were shocked, under the vast night, there was a faint gray figure standing in the air, the red glow that fell with half a step of power was not dispersed, like a sea of blood, this figure was like a little ink in the blood pool, born in the world, but resolutely outside the world, the clear self-purification.

The old man hurriedly held down the golden bead, his eyes were sharp: "Your Excellency is here, and you don't know how to say hello?"

The figure did not say anything, like a tall stake standing there, as if it were accustomed to standing motionless like this, as if petrified.

"Your Excellency doesn't answer, it seems that it is the old man's enemy?" asked the old man again.

The figure still didn't answer.

The old man shouted angrily: "Hmph, pretend to be a ghost, the old man will kill you first and then solve this little beast!"

"Boom!"

Dozens of golden beads flew out in a hulala, and the golden glory was shining, like a bright star, and the vast Dao power like the sea surged down in an all-round way, hitting the silent figure on the sky dome.

But just ten zhang away, all the golden light collapsed, and dozens of gold beads sank into the sea like stones, completely silent.

"I didn't ...... Didn't hurt him? Is this an illusion?"

The old man in the sixtieth armor was uncertain, a blood bead was drawn out of his palm, and three hundred blood seals were drawn out of thin air, which was cumbersome and mysterious, and thirteen magic weapons were sacrificed behind him, and the divine light of the sword, gun, sword and halberd shimmered, and the net worth of the whole body was shaken out, turning into a rain of fire.

However, just as the Infinite Killing Machine stepped into the distance of the old man's body, all the blood marks of the magic weapons were shattered and disappeared, and the ancient scholar's robes were not stained with dust, all of which could not hurt him a single hair.

"This ...... Who is this?!".

"Is he a demon or a human?

"This is also too scary, the strength can easily crush the powerful and powerful, it should have reached the half-saint!"

"Half-Saint!" everyone's eyes burned, it was the person who was almost standing at the top of the end of the three chapters and twelve realms of the Great Dao, and it was not at all something that mortals like them could reach.

"Half-saint, it must be on the list of gods to have a name and a surname......

"No, the figure in front of me is just an afterimage, and the real body should be thousands of miles away. ”

The people watching the battle were terrified, and they were all stupid when they stepped back and kicked, and they were all stupid, and they looked at the powerful and powerful people as if they were nothing, what kind of realm was this? Their jaws were about to hit the ground, and they were shocked from head to toe, and they were all hairy, and they couldn't guess what kind of terrifying person he was.

"Your Excellency is the Jiang family, and you are here for this son?" The old man in the sixtieth armor lacked energy, and this kind of coercion made him completely lose confidence in his heart. It's no wonder that he used his whole body to solve the tricks, and in the end it was like a fly shaking a tree, in the face of such an unimaginable opponent with a high realm, who is not afraid?

The gray figure suddenly waved his sleeves, and suddenly the wind blew violently, and the blood clouds danced wildly, without the slightest sign of evolution to the Dao Seal, and there was no mouth to spit out the slightest curse, but a little light flew out of his fingertips, like a little ink dripping.

It's a strange feeling, it's a drop of ink, but it's more like it's cleansing the world, washing away all the filth.

"Bang ——!"

The ink cleanses and opens a hundred-zhang circular formation, in which the time and place are favorable, and the sun and moon coexist in it. The ink color is like the evolution of a swimming dragon, and the regular circle evolves into a long painted scroll, like a stretched scroll, and the forms of heaven and earth are painted into the scroll.

"Wave your hand to the mountains and rivers of the society!" The old man with a dark face, as if he already had an answer, he said in a deep voice, and said with difficulty:

"Your Excellency...... Is it Zhang Yunzhi?"

Rumble!

Everyone's faces were green, green to purple, purple to black!

"Zhang Yunzhi, hasn't he escaped into the Jiang Mansion for more than 20 years and has never taken a step out of the Star Picking Tower? Yes...... Is it for Jiang Xiaoru and Jiang Chang'an?"

"Jiang Chang'an is a disciple of Zhang Yunzhi, and he is here for his own apprentice!"

"Run, I'm going to get out of this place!"

A little bookish and angry, half a martial artist. The pen and ink are shocked by the frost and snow, and the cold bow is hidden. People come to the Tao as guests, people walk through the tea and cool, they should sit in the sky, and the world is crazy. - Book Shengzhang Yunzhi. Entering the martial arts with literature, the world's book saint, just this name makes people tremble, and they are scared.

Everyone was noisy, the scene was chaotic, hundreds of people were about to flee out with their teeth and claws, but they sadly found that where the mountains and rivers shined, it was like forming an enchantment, and the floating cloud city was shrouded in it, and the green mountains and green waters in the distance turned out to be a picture drawn in ink, and it was so real in the illusion that people couldn't tell whether it was in the painting or outside the painting.

For the first time in his life, the old man held the abacus in his hands, and he trembled with fear for the first time in his life, and it was better to fight to the death than to sit still!

Burst!

He spat a mouthful of blood on the gold bead, evolving the forbidden law, the gold bead revealed the color of blood, like a forging fire burned red, and endless blood light burst out, illuminating the black and white scroll of the zenith, this forbidden law shortened his life span by ten years, but if he could escape his life, even twenty years would be worth it.

But it turns out that this kind of thinking is extremely naïve and ridiculous -

The gray figure flicked his finger lightly again, and the picture scroll of heaven and earth suddenly shook, the blood cloud collapsed instantly, and the yin and yang in the night seemed to be opening up the world! The old man in the sixtieth armor was suddenly submerged in it.

The gray figure did not speak, but an old and tough voice sounded clearly in everyone's mind:

"Heaven and earth are books, I am ink, and a stroke of mountains and rivers !!"

The sound of Lang Lang's book shocked the mountains and the world.

With a "poof", the old man in the sixtieth armor turned into a blood mist in that picture, and suddenly became dust.

"Venerable Almighty...... It's fallen!"

"One hit kills, instant kill!"

"Thousands of miles away, like searching for things......" Everyone trembled with horror, this is the power of a saint.

The sky was red and thick, as if it was about to drip blood.