Ghost Li frowned on the side, the name Wan Jianyi, he had heard of it many years ago when he was a disciple of Qingyun Sect, but he never thought that this figure who had been dead for many years was still alive in the world, and he didn't expect that the peerless figure who caused the current Qingyun Sect elders to be in dispute and the Cangsong Dao people betrayed Qingyun because of this, turned into such an inconspicuous bad old man.

The cold wind blew, sweeping the clothes of the three people, and in this misty place of the mountain, the past seemed to echo here.

Until, the old man who used to be Wan Jianyi, who once looked down on the world, but now has a wrinkled face, slowly raised his head.

"Poof!"

There was a soft sound, but it came from his hand.

Ghost Li and Mr. Ghost looked at the same time, only to see fine gray powder falling, and the broken broom in Wan Jian's hand was actually smashed into pieces and scattered all over the ground when his mood was agitated.

The mountain wind blew, blowing away the powder from the ground little by little, and Wan Jianyi stared at what was still in his hand a moment ago, but it disappeared without a trace at this moment.

Then, he looked up at Mr. Ghost and said word by word: "If it weren't for you, I would have been a crippled person, and I have always remembered your kindness to me." ”

Mr. Ghost said lightly: "You and I hit it off at first sight, and there is still a monk of Puzhi in the Northwest Wilderness..."

The ghost, who had been standing silently on the sidelines, suddenly shook his body, and his eyes were full of light.

Mr. Ghost and Na Wanjian didn't notice the change in the expression of the ghost next to them at this moment, and continued: "Although the three of us have different door valves, we always have a relationship, and now that Pu Zhi has passed away for many years, you have already cut off the news, but I can still meet today, and it is not in vain that I came to Qingyun Mountain." ”

The meaning of emotion is very embarrassing.

The originally tense expression on Wan Jianyi's face gradually relaxed at this moment, sighed, and said, "Yes, I didn't think that I would be able to see the old man again... Stop!"

Halfway through his words, his voice suddenly became urgent, and he stopped drinking, but Ghost Li turned around silently on the side, unwilling to listen to these two people involved in the past, and was about to walk towards the Phantom Moon Cave Mansion.

Wan Jian snorted coldly, and he didn't see how his body shook, but as soon as he raised his hand, his originally dry palm suddenly seemed to grow larger and longer a thousand times, and he grabbed it from behind like a giant claw.

The ghost suffocated his footsteps, and he didn't look back, but his wrist shook out, but it flashed above his head, and a circular pattern was drawn in the air.

Wan Jianyi's giant claws were caught by Qingguang, and he was instantly shocked back, but in just a moment, Wan Jianyi's originally dry body was already blocked in front of Ghost Li's body, but a stunned expression resurfaced on his face, and said, "Taiji Xuanqing Dao? Who are you?"

Mr. Ghost's voice came faintly behind him, and he said, "He is the big man of the Demon Sect Ghost King Sect today!"

Ghost frowned, but still didn't speak.

Wan Jian glanced at him a few times, nodded, and said, "It turns out that you are the Zhang Xiaofan who was expelled from the mountain gate by the Qingyun Sect ten years ago and joined the Demon Sect ten years ago?"

The ghost's face was as cold as frost, and he said coldly: "Get out of the way." ”

Wan Jianyi didn't have the slightest intention of letting go, but after looking the ghost up and down for a moment, he suddenly sighed and said, "It's really amazing that Senior Brother Tian can teach such a disciple as you." ”

The look on Ghost Li's face moved, but then he snorted, and a bit of arrogance appeared on his face, as if he regarded the famous ten thousand swords of the year as nothing, and walked straight up. Wan Jian stood up straight and stood with his hands in his hands, but he had no intention of retreating.

Seeing that the two of them were getting closer and closer, Wan Jian frowned suddenly, and his body rose from the ground, almost at the same time, the ground under his feet made a muffled sound, and it cracked in an instant, and the soul devouring soul that flashed with a cold blue and black light shot out from the ground under his feet, chasing straight away.

Wan Jian was alone in mid-air, his body swayed, and suddenly he shouted, shaking left and right, and it turned out to be a volley of bare hands and grabbed the flying soul devourer.

The blood-devouring bead on the top of the soul devouring was red in a moment, and the wisps of dark red blood all lit up, mixed with black light, and rushed straight away without hesitation.

The black qi rolled, the red light flashed darkly, and the surroundings seemed to be darkened in an instant, but as soon as Wan Jian rushed down, all the ghostly aura seemed to have no effect on him.

Ghost Li's face changed, such a character is good, it can be said that he has seen it for the first time.

Seeing that Wan Jianyi was about to grasp the murderous things in this world in his hands, but at this moment, suddenly in the black gas and red light, on the surface of the blood-devouring bead at the top of the soul devouring bead, a strange pattern suddenly emerged from the depths of the bead, from small to big, from dark to bright, and instantly stood out from the black qi Xuanguang, the golden light was brilliant, it was the word "swastika" in the mantra of a Buddhist family, a strong and pure power, but it was mixed with a bit of weirdness, and the palm of Wan Jianyi shook back.

Wan Jianyi and Ghost Li retreated at the same time, and the magic weapon Soul Devouring Soul in mid-air also flew back into Ghost Li's hands.

Wan Jian paused in mid-air, his face was slightly pale, staring at the ghost, and said word by word: "Dafa Prajna!"

Ghost Li's face was expressionless, but his heart shook, the height of this humanity in front of him was really unfathomable, and it was the first time in more than ten years that he had seen someone who could resist the power of the Soul Devouring Demon with his bare hands.

He was shocked in his heart here, but he didn't know that Wan Jianyi in front of him was also surprised.

Wan Jianyi himself was a peerless figure with amazing talents back then, and his Taoism was far superior to that of his peers, except for a Dao Xuan real person who could be compared to him, he didn't put other characters in his eyes.

Later, although he suffered misfortunes and had a bumpy fate, in the face of this junior today, the innate pride in his heart is still the same.

It's just that he fought with Ghost Li this time, but it surprised him a lot, the demon power of the blood devouring bead is weird and fierce, although the appearance is fine, but it has already affected his essence and blood.

And after that, the true Dharma of Buddhism and the Great Brahma Prajna that the ghost power performed were even more integrated with the true Dharma of the Taoist Demon Sect, and there was no gap, even his cultivation had nothing to do, and he was forced to go back, and he couldn't help but shake in his heart.

The cold wind blew through the field, and the mist drifted gently, and it began to dissipate.

Wan Jian looked at the ghost for a long time, nodded, and said: "Sure enough, there are talents from the Jiangshan generation, I can't imagine that the old man can meet a character like you in his last life, and it can be regarded as a god who lives up to me." ”

Ghost Li frowned, not quite understanding the meaning of Wan Jian's words.

It's just that Mr. Ghost stood behind, but he sighed in a low voice, as if he was also lamenting that after many years of old friends, the rebellious ambition in his heart still hasn't changed.

But just as he sighed, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and he stared at Wan Jianyi's body.

Ghost Li said coldly: "Get out of the way." ”

As soon as Wan Jian looked at him, the young man was indifferent and arrogant in front of him, and his expression was suddenly so familiar.

He suddenly laughed, his expression was a little sour, but then he was occupied by a wave of pride, and said with a long smile: "Okay, good, good, it's really a young man, and the characters in the world should not be in his eyes!

The ghost let out a long roar, and without saying much, he jumped up.

Wan Jian's pupils contracted, he suddenly retreated, his body flew to the edge of the dense forest, his right hand grabbed a pine tree the size of a person hugging, and with a loud shout, the surroundings shook in an instant, and in the rumbling sound, the huge pine tree was uprooted by him, like a giant arm in the air.

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