Jiang Chang'an's voice resounded throughout the pilgrimage mountain, like a dusk drum and morning bell, soaring into the sky, shocking!

The noisy voices of thousands of people on the stage were forced to be suppressed by this voice, only to feel that the bell rang from the ears again, stinging the eardrums, in a trance, only this young man and his shouting were left in the world, and he couldn't tell the difference between the silence of the world or the sound of the voice!

Just as Jiang Changan wanted to kill him, he heard the Biao master on the stage jump directly to the seat, "Jiang Changan, don't really think that no one can't deal with you!"

Biao Ye had already stood up, only to see that he was wearing a robe sewn from the fur of a five-grade white thunder mane tiger, and his whole body was filled with a wild and primitive fighting atmosphere.

Seeing that the tension is on the verge of eruption!

- "Master Tai has an order, ordering all the uncles and masters not to embarrass Jiang Gongzi and let him go......"

The young Taoist priest who had come to pass Mo Guzi's password arrived non-stop, and when he saw the situation in front of him, he spoke loudly.

Huang Wenzhu said gloomily: "Impossible, Shizun has been in retreat for more than ten years, how can he give an order to go out of the customs for the sake of a Jiang Chang'an?!"

Biao Ye drank coldly: "Master's order, please forgive the disciple for being difficult to obey, if you don't kill Jiang Chang'an today, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in Biao Ye's heart, and it will be difficult to wash away the humiliation suffered by Lingxiao Palace!"

Jiang Chang'an said: "The humiliation of Lingxiao Palace? Heh, it turns out that Lingxiao Palace is only allowed to humiliate others, and others are not allowed to humiliate Lingxiao Palace! You listen well, today I will slap your Lingxiao Palace in the face and tear down the façade of your Lingxiao Palace, what can you do?!"

Biao Ye shouted angrily: "Crazy son, Biao Ye is here to teach you a lesson!"

Huang Wenzhu's ladies and ladies all sneered when they heard this, who couldn't see that Biao Ye jumped out at this moment, and it was clear that he was heading for a bunch of treasures in Jiang Chang'an, lest he be taken advantage of by other door masters if he slowed down a little.

"The early stage of the Dao Fruit Realm. Jiang Changan smiled awe-inspiringly and dismissively.

Ren is Biao Ye shouted so much, Jiang Changan also didn't bother to pay attention to him, and when he came up, he slapped his big mouth hard!

Syllable!

"Ah......h

His eyes changed from the initial arrogance to fear, his face changed suddenly, and the blood foam in his throat did not know what to say, so that the blood flew everywhere, but he could not hear a word clearly.

Biao Ye struggled to get up, his eyes were bloodshot, and a chill rose in his heart, and he retreated without a fight, rushing away, wanting to escape.

"Want to go?" Jiang Changan turned into a golden lightning bolt and appeared in front of him like a shapeshifter, his big hand was like an iron tong holding the neck of this big man who was two meters high, and the golden light slammed a full moon into the ground.

"Boom!" the masonry on the ground shattered into an extremely regular circle.

And the invincible Biao Ye passed out immediately.

Jiang Chang was placed in mid-air, and in the eyes of everyone, he was like a god, or he had become a demon god, close in front of him but out of reach.

At this moment, after absorbing the Dao Yun, the landscape in his eyes is no longer the landscape seen in the eyes of ordinary people, and in terms of realm, there is already a fundamental gap, an insurmountable gap.

"Presumptuous!" This time it was Huang Wenzhu, who was as thin as a bamboo, was ashamed, scolded and then jumped out, he suddenly threw out a golden bead abacus in his hand, waved his hand to dial the abacus, and suddenly reverberated and crackled hundreds of gold beads hit the acupuncture points all over Jiang Changan's body.

"The strength is just the great consummation of the Quanyan Realm, and I dare to make an axe here, and I am smiling and generous!"

Jiang Changan shouted violently, and his bare hands were like holding a puppy, and he directly carried Biao Ye's body to block it, and suddenly the popping sound was endless, and Biao Ye was suddenly awakened by this sharp pain, and passed out again one after another.

He does not retreat but advances, and rises head-on!

The same posture, the same slap, the difference is that this time Huang Wenzhu saw it very clearly and felt it very appropriately.

He flew upside down and fell to the ground, only to realize that even Senior Brother Changsun had lost the hands of this kid, how could he win?

"You...... Who are you! You won't be the Jiang Chang'an who is called a waste! Who are you?!" Huang Wenzhu's face seemed to have been slashed, and he was drenched in blood, both frightened and ugly.

It's a pity that he didn't hear the answer he wanted, Jiang Changan punched him in the chest, and his body, which was already as thin as tissue paper, was even more close to his back now, curled up and fell to the ground, and he was speechless for a while.

The noblewoman who was dressed in revealing clothes and wearing gold, silver and jade ornaments walked slowly in front of Jiang Chang'an with her waist and hips, and her eyes were as bright as peach blossoms with a smile: "Jiang Gongzi, you are really powerful......

The charm in her eyes penetrated into people's hearts, and she quietly spread and invaded Jiang Chang'an.

Jiang Changan smiled extremely kindly: "Sister, do you know illusion?"

This time it was the lady's turn to be stunned, how could countless men have ever seen such a direct statement?

"Yes, little brother, can't you?" she held his shoulders and bent over slightly, revealing the unfathomable furrow in her chest, but she saw that there was no fluctuation in the man's eyes, not even ...... Some want to laugh......

The old lady still didn't believe that you could really prevent illusions, and the charm in her eyes was more completely exposed, and the hungry wolf invaded his eyes like a hungry wolf, but saw that his left eye suddenly lit up a little green, like a ghostly fire glowing in the night.

Jiang Chang'an's face was innocent, his smile was cunning and cold, his teeth were snow-white, and in her eyes, he seemed to see an extremely terrifying and extremely elegant ghost: "Then you should know that I am the ancestor of illusion!!"

Suddenly, a little green light ingested her eyes, and the noblewoman's whole body turned crimson as if she was stupid, the corners of her mouth were flowing wantonly with laughter and saliva, her body twisted unnaturally to the side, her legs were tangled and wanted to twist into a twist, and she didn't know what she dreamed of in the illusion.

In the blink of an eye, the three masters were defeated.

Everyone was stunned.

The rest of the other sect masters swarmed Jiang Chang'an and surrounded them, only Mu Huaqing and Changsun He did not move, but their eyes were the same gloomy and resentful.

When the scene was scorching, I suddenly heard a dull sound from ten miles away in the east.

Knock Knock......

The rhythmic voice got closer and closer, and Jiang Changan realized it later: "This voice is...... Footsteps !!"

There is only one person who can make such a footsteps that shake the mountain peaks-

"Even the Emperor Tu!"

Jiang Chang'an looked to the east, the smoke and dust rolled up to the sky like a tornado sandstorm, and in the wind and sand, he saw a huge figure with a height of feet walking slowly, he was naked and exposed his strong and exaggerated muscles, and carried the huge pitch-black Zhenling Spectrum on his shoulders with one hand.

His eyebrows, eyes, mouth and nose are carved like a knife, with sharp edges and corners. There was no expression on his face, plain and bland, but his body was surrounded by killing intent and resentment that ordinary people could not accumulate in their lifetime, as well as the power that people couldn't help but fall down and kneel.

Immediately, everyone didn't care about how this competition was, and even crawled and fled as far as possible, Changsun He and the remaining disciples, regardless of Jiang Chang'an, this person was menacing, obviously coming towards the Lingxiao Palace of the Holy Mountain, so he rushed up to meet it.

"Does the Emperor of Lian Tu have a grudge against Lingxiao Palace?" Jiang Changan was puzzled, but the top priority at the moment was to leave this land of right and wrong.

Suddenly, but seeing a white light suddenly rushing out of the Qing Hall on the top of the pilgrimage mountain, splitting the heavens and the earth, hooking yin and yang, only from the divine rainbow can be known that its power is no less than that of Liantu Dajun. The eldest grandson Hemu Huaqing's face also disappeared with this figure.

"Mo Guzi!"

Jiang Changan blurted out, who else can make several door masters look like this at the moment, except for Mo Guzi in the mysterious palace of Lingxiao Palace, who has been closed for decades?

Mo Guzi actually broke through the barrier because of Lian Tu Dajun?

"Meet the enemy!

Some hot-headed young disciples rushed forward first, needless to say, they immediately became cannon fodder.

And from beginning to end, even Tu Dajun never raised a finger, just raised his eyes slightly, and a golden light shot through a mountain, harvesting hundreds of lives!

Lian Tu Dajun killed several disciples, the fighting spirit was even stronger, and the black mist wrapped around his body became even stronger, like the person who rushed up in front of the tall body of the small mountain was like a child, and was crushed and shattered into corpses by the black mist before he got close.

His upper body was naked and strong, and he burst out with unrivaled ferocity, and even the faces of the ten sect masters of Lingxiao Palace changed color in unison. They can't perceive this person's realm, just like a small sail fluttering in the waves can't detect the existence of the other shore at all, this is the transcendence of the power of the absolute realm.