The body of the white-bearded old man also began to absorb a large amount of heaven and earth aura abruptly after the green smoke that was invisible to the naked eye stabilized.

The realm of cultivation is climbing higher and higher.

The threshold of the Eight Realms, which had always been difficult to cross, was crossed in an instant, as smooth as a boat sailing along the water.

Outside the palace gate, the bald old man who had long been stagnant looked up at the top of his head, although it was no different, it was the same as ordinary, but the cultivation realm had reached the level of the old man, and the old man could feel the particularly strong martial arts luck gathered in the sky above the top of the Wuzu Palace.

I think that the old man who is known for his honest duty suddenly had a not very honest idea.

In fact, a very long time ago, there were not many still alive mountain martial cultivators in this body world who knew that this extremely good talking True Martial Sect Sect Master was actually extremely difficult to speak, why the old ancestor in the Zhan Mu family had not been to the True Martial Sect Patriarch Hall for hundreds of years, it was because the old ancestor in the Zhan Mu family knew that this Zhenwu Sect Sect Master who was now very good at talking was extremely difficult to talk back then, and his little temper compared to the other party, it was completely that little nonsense.

It's just that why he Wang Xuanli has the word etiquette today, and the good reputation that is famous, is because of the white-bearded old man who just entered the Wuzu Palace, so that Wang Xuanli had to honestly abide by that word of etiquette.

Therefore, the thoughts in the old man's mind were nothing more than that, and they stopped at the word "think".

Even if the temptation is so great that he Wang Xuanli can have a grasp of more than sixty percent and seven points to break through the mirror, until this Xuanzhi and Xuanzhi few people set foot in the cultivation of the Eight Realms.

The exhibition curtain also has a perception of the top of his head, but his perception is very small, very small, but it is the inexplicable fluctuations of the big ups and downs on the old man next to him, so that he shows the curtain above his head, and the old man pays more attention to it and looks at it twice.

As for the inside of the Martial Ancestor Palace, although it seemed to be a completely earth-shattering scene, in the eyes of those who were outside the hall, they still wanted to be no different from before.

It's still the same difference.

The white-bearded old man's skin, which was holding a sturdy handle on his legs, stood up suddenly, swooped violently, and jumped onto the altar.

Bai Kanqing stared at the white-bearded old man's figure, and angrily scolded, "What are you doing? Are you crazy?"

The real body of the white-bearded old man who was already at the peak of the Eight Realms cultivation realm did not take care of a woman in sackcloth, or with the help of the current excellent momentum, without the slightest moment of leisure and words.

The white-bearded old man clenched his right hand into a fist, clenched it backwards, and then swung a punch wrapped in the momentum of martial intent towards him.

It is convenient on all sides to have a fist intent, and it is gathered at the place where the fist is edged.

Wu Er even changed his face in the moment after the white-bearded old man's punch, and he didn't have time to think about anything, so he jumped up and intercepted before that punch, so he was firmly hit by the Eight Realms Martial Cultivation in this body world, mixed with a fierce punch that transcended the Eight Realms.

Wu Er's body began to be a little vague, if it was an ordinary attack, it would be this Eight Realms Martial Cultivator, even if there was an additional Nine Realms in this body world, there would be no threat to him Wu Er, and the most would be to temporarily trap him Wu Er like Fang Cai.

And it's just a temporary time.

As long as he Wu Er wants to escape, even if he is in the most difficult and difficult predicament in this body world, as long as he is given enough time for Wu Er, he can also escape.

It's just that it's not much energy and time to spend some time, but he Wuer has always been lazy, and there is no one who can calm down, so he is always impatient.

Besides, even if he encounters a real kind of accident that is unique in ten thousand, he Wu Er is just the one who admits defeat in his mind with a little movement, and he Wu Er is half of the god mansion in this world.

However, the punch that fell on his body in front of him was a completely different punch, mixed with the power of incense that should not have belonged to the white-bearded old man.

Even the power of incense that was born in the body world but did not stay in this world.

Therefore, he, the incense villain, can only take this heavy blow firmly under the power of this incense.

Although the white-bearded old man didn't expect the incense villain to leap away, he swung his left fist immediately without the slightest hesitation, and the second punch was more powerful because of the stronger fist intent, which made people feel that it was terrifying.

A punch fell in an instant, landing on the golden body of the Dharma Image.

The incense villain's face was twisted, two percent was the real pain brought by the punch, and one percent was the hesitation in his heart.

It's just that in a very short period of time, the incense villain, who has been thinking about things for a long time, still awakens the thought in his mind, and then the incense villain Wu Er turned his back to the sky, held his big belly, and shouted: "Lose the person!"

With a loud bang, the white-bearded old man Ye Qiqiu's punch landed on the statue of Wu Zu Jin, like hitting a big bell.

Then the Wuzu Golden Body was sunken in an instant, with the fist falling and depression as the central point, cracking out like a spider web, until the entire Wuzu Golden Body was shattered, like a porcelain doll that could not withstand the blow of gravity, shattered.

Then the white-bearded old man stepped forward and stood on top of the original statue of Wu Zujin, his hands behind his waist, standing proudly upright.

With a bright smile on his face, Ye Qiqiu's golden body and law minister, who was slightly shorter than the Martial Ancestor's golden body law phase, stood up and walked towards himself.

The fusion of the two bodies is one.

After the two bodies became one, the two beams of green smoke turned into one bundle and curled straight into the sky.

The white-bearded old man with a golden glow all over his body looked down at the shattered golden fragments at his feet and grinned.

The woman in sackcloth who was originally frowning tightly saw the golden light after the golden statue of the Martial Ancestor was shattered, and it completely filled the golden light in her eyes.

Wu Er suddenly jumped up, wilted his little head, and said, "Master." ”