The hazy figure gradually condensed and appeared in front of everyone, revealing his true face. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This is a middle-aged man, he looks ordinary, nothing special, if he is placed in the crowd, he belongs to the most inconspicuous kind of person, but people know that this person's origin is mostly terrifying.

"Meet the Master." There is no sky, there is no god and others immediately stepped forward and bowed down.

"What? Is it a Peerless Sect ancestor-level figure? The people of the major sects present were shocked.

That middle-aged man looked simple and unpretentious, but there was a trace of holy energy around his body, and a group of people were in a daze, could this be a living saint?

All the strong people did not dare to slack off, and they all stepped forward to salute.

"You don't have to be polite, a few fellow Daoists, don't show up yet." The middle-aged man spoke.

The strong people present were shocked again, could it be that there are still saint-level powerhouses coming, in this era of great changes in heaven and earth, there has been no trace of saints for countless years, and now there are about to jump out of a few saints at once? This will be a sensational event in the spiritual world.

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, a figure also walked from far and near, slowly walked in front of the monks, and said: "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, the poor Dao also came to join in the fun." ”

Jian was shocked, and after seeing the appearance of the person who came clearly, he hurriedly stepped forward to pay homage, "Uncle Shi, you are also here." ”

"Hahaha, you two old guys aren't dead yet." Another strong man has arrived.

Feng Wutian was also taken aback, and couldn't close his mouth in surprise, the person who came was the lord of the imperial dynasty of the Phoenix God Dynasty several generations ago, and the legend has been incarnated in the world, and he didn't want to see him today.

"Meet Master Zu." Feng Wutian bowed down to worship.

Immediately after listening to the arrival of the saint-level powerhouse of Yuxuan, the arrival of the saint-level powerhouse of Qingcheng Mountain, the Dragon Elephant Valley, the Snow Mountain Sect, the Qingsong Sect, the Demon Dao Great Sect Netherworld Blood Sea, and the saint-level powerhouse of the Shura Temple descended on the Taiji Mountain Range.

A total of more than a dozen saint-level powerhouses came, and millions of monks in the Taiji Mountain Range were excited, and most of the monks knelt on the ground, worshipping more than a dozen saints with a pilgrimage heart.

The saint is strong, that is a legendary figure, flying to the sky, palms, and even wandering in the void, simply omnipotent, these people have seen more than a dozen legendary characters today, how can they not be excited.

"Fellow Daoists, the world has changed greatly, the immortals are not visible, even the holy Taoist characters are rare, although we are noble saints, but after all, they will be drowned in the dust of time, and the Taiji Wonderland is rare for tens of thousands of years, the legend carries the secret of the Supreme, that is beyond the existence of the immortals, the opportunity cannot be lost, and now it will be manifested, this moment is the weakest moment of the boundary wall of the Taiji Wonderland, we need to open the Taiji barrier, open the Supreme Ruins, so that the world can share the secret of the Supreme." The saint of the Absolute Heaven Sect said.

"As it should be." The saints of the Sword Pavilion nodded in agreement, and the other saint powerhouses were silent, which could be regarded as acquiescence.

Allure Mountain, Zhan Tian looked at the saints with disdain, and said disdainfully: "That's a good thing, you want to blast open the Taiji Wonderland and break through the boundary wall permanently, so that you can enter and exit the Taiji Wonderland at any time, and enjoy all the resources and secrets in it exclusively." ”

The eyes of the sage of the Snow Mountain Sect stared, shooting out two powerful rays of light, he stared at Zhan Tian, and said calmly: "Zhan Tian, you are too presumptuous, just a junior, do you dare to talk about the words and deeds of saints such as us?" Do you want to die? “

Zhan Tian sneered and said tit-for-tat: "What bullshit saint, do you want to kill me?" You move one and try it. ”

The Snow Mountain Saint took a step forward, the snowflakes around his body were flying, and wisps of holy air were flowing out, and the oppressive void was about to shatter, and he said coldly: "No matter how talented you are, if you can't cultivate to the Holy Realm, in the eyes of me, you are just an ant, and killing you is like pinching an ant to death." ”

Zhan Tian laughed wildly, and then pointed to the sage of the snow mountain and said, "Old horseman, you come and kill one." ”

"Junior, you are looking for death." The sage of the snow mountain was furious, he was a saint in the world, and he should accept everyone's worship, but now he was pointed at his nose by an ant-like junior and scolded the old horseman, challenging his saint's prestige, where is the saint's face.

The palm of the snow-capped mountain saint was raised, and a snow-white hand was conjured, grabbing it towards Zhan Tian, and he wanted to pinch him alive.

"Old horseman, it's really shameless, I want you to see it, ants can bite you to death." Zhan Tian scolded, and then he jumped up violently, his body roared with a golden light, flooding his body, he was as dazzling as a burning little sun, and hit the snow-white big hand, he waved his fists, and threw hundreds of punches in an instant, all of which smashed on the big hand.

With a loud bang, Zhan Tian's figure fell from the sky, and there were blood stains on the corners of his mouth, but he was still standing proudly on the top of the Taiji Mountain Range, his waist was straight, and his body was not very tall, but at this moment he looked like a giant standing on the sky.

The face of the Snow Mountain Saint was gloomy and terrifying, and above his palm, there was a cut, and a few drops of blood flowed out, dripping down, and smashing a large piece of mountain stone.

"Zhan Tian, you are really good, in time, you will be able to achieve the sainthood, and even a higher realm may be, but today, you will die." The sage of the snow mountain was ruthless, and there was a hint of murder in his eyes, not only because Zhan Tian was disrespectful to him and challenged his saint power, but because this person was talented, his combat power was too terrible, he was not holy, but he dared to fight with the saint, and he had the strength to match it, if he became holy, he could suppress them by raising his hand.

Not only him, but even several other saints showed a look of jealousy.

"Kill him." The sage powerhouse of the Green Pine Sect said.

"It's up to you, you dare to try one, if I make a mistake today, my master will definitely destroy your Qingsong Sect one day." Zhan Tian shouted.

"I will kill you today and let you know that saints should not be dishonored." The powerhouse of the Green Pine Sect said coldly, and put it into action, his palm moved lightly, forming a Dao seal, and wisps of holy qi filled the air, falling down from the palms of his hands, and a wisp could crush a mountain.

Several heavy holy qi pierced through the void and circled towards Zhan Tian, wanting to kill him alive.

"Open." Zhan Tian roared wildly, and the clothes on his upper body shattered inch by inch, revealing his strong and sturdy bronze body, which was shining brightly, exuding a golden aura, and at this time, he was like a golden god of war, raising his fist and blasting at those wisps of holy qi.

When, dang, the fist struck on the holy qi, but it was like hitting a metal substance, making a piercing metallic trill, which would shatter people's eardrums.

Zhan Tian went crazy, and after hundreds of continuous attacks, those few wisps of holy qi were actually dispersed, but there was still a tiny wisp of holy qi that hit him.

Boom, Zhan Tian's whole person was knocked out and fell on a small mountain.

Every corner of the mountain was shattered by his body, and the mountain was about to disintegrate, and the broken rocks drowned him in it.

"Haha, the saint is nothing more than that, if I am holy in the future, I can suppress you with one hand." Zhan Tian rushed out of the mountain, his hair was scattered over his shoulders, and blood was seen on his body, but the whole person was even more crazy, like a mad demon from the Nine Shadows, extremely arrogant, pointing his fingers at the saints of the Snow Mountain Sect and the Green Pine Sect.

Absolute Wutian, Jian Yi, Feng Wutian and other genius masters who once belonged to the same era as Zhan Tian, looked at that tall figure, sighed in their hearts, and couldn't help but recall the demeanor of this man back then, how powerful and domineering it was, they had to bow their heads.

More than ten years have passed, each of them has devoted themselves to cultivation, and they have made extraordinary progress, and they thought that when they met again, even if they still couldn't catch up with him, at least they would narrow the gap, but now they saw that man not only dared to fight with the saint, but also fought with him without being seriously injured.

With this hand, they sighed to themselves, their hearts were bitter, that man was still so strong and violent, leaving them far behind, like an unclimbable mountain, eternally blocked in front of their eyes, making people despair.

Boom, the saint of the Shura Hall made a move, endless blood and qi rolled, covering the sky, even the sky was covered, turning blood red, and two palms as big as mountains fell towards Zhantian, wanting to slap him, cut off his vitality, and prevent him from growing to a higher realm.

If Zhan Tian was hit by the saint of the Shura Temple, he would have injured his Dao foundation if he didn't die, because Zhan Tian was never a saint, it was impossible to be the opponent of the saint, and it was impossible to resist the attack of the saint again and again, and if someone else was killed, he would have been killed by the saint of the snow mountain.

Zhantian's situation is extremely critical.

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