And today's Zhang Tianyuan is different from the past, everyone in the Qingyuan Gate only knows that Zhang Tianyuan's strength has long been above Shaoyang, but whether he has crossed the Laoyang stage is unknown.

But that Wu Daozi's strength is also a high-level master in the Qingyuan Gate, in terms of his strength, I am afraid that only Qianyuanzi is comparable to him, but under Zhang Tianyuan's hands, he can't go through three rounds.

It can be seen that Zhang Tianyuan's methods are no longer as simple as they once were.

"The master of the door. ”

The two figures flew from far and near, breaking the light and flying by, and they quickly landed beside Zhang Tianyuan, forming a horn with Zhang Tianyuan, surrounding the purple and gold armored figure in the middle.

In the Western Holy Land, the most high-grade Heavenly Rank Seal Treasure is the three sets of Golden Holy Armor, whose grade is above the Heavenly Rank, and the people who can use these treasures are naturally either rich or expensive, so these three sets of Seal Treasures are owned by the three Holy Land Bishops.

And under the golden holy armor, there is another set of purple gold holy armor, which is owned by Bishop Polo of the Holy Land, who is a sealer, and after boarding the four seals, he created a heaven-level seal treasure, which is the set of purple gold armor in front of him.

It can be seen that the status of this person in front of him must be extraordinary.

Zhang Tianyuan's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he had thought of something.

Not far away, the three people who had been entangled with Huang Hou and Manxiong had already been killed, and with the surging flames, the three of them showed a vigilant and fierce light, and they were dead guarding behind the figure in the middle.

"Lord Muse, be careful of the person in front of you, this person is the Qingyuan Sect advocating the Heavenly Source. The ancient Oriental language spoken by the visitor was extremely awkward, but Zhang Tianyuan could hear it clearly, as for the other two, they all used ancient Western language in their conversations.

Zhang Tianyuan squinted his eyes slightly, as the master of Qingyuan Sect, he naturally knew the ancient Western language, the identity of those two people was the captain of the Crusader escort, but it was another person, Zhang Tianyuan's gaze floated slightly, and fell on the person who spoke the ancient Oriental language.

"Long time no see, General Goolet. Looking at the eyes hiding behind the mask, Zhang Tianyuan suddenly smiled and said, he is no stranger to this person, when Bishop Polo came here in the past, there were three crusader guards with him, including this person, I remember that Zhang Tianyuan also greeted him at the beginning, of course, with a fist.

"Hmph, Zhang Tianyuan!" the man said indignantly, "If it weren't for Lord Polo's mercy, you would have already entered the Infernal Hell, how can you be arrogant here." ”

General Gu Oriel is one of the generals of the Holy Cross Army, the Holy Cross Army, from top to bottom, is divided into three levels, one of its main generals, is under one person, above 10,000 people, is the official commander of the Holy Cross Army, a total of two people, commanding the Holy Cross East and West armies, and under the main general, there are generals, a total of 12 people, each in charge of an army, each army about 1,000 people. Eight of the armies were under the orders of the general, while the other four armies were under the command of the general, who were directly under the bishop's command.

Among them, there are 2,000 troops stationed in the central holy place all year round, and one of the generals is Gu Ao, who was originally fully responsible for the life safety of the Archbishop of Polo, but now he is an attendant on this side, and he can afford this kind of treatment, and his identity is naturally about to come out.

Coupled with the two cronies who are also the Holy Cross Army's guards, many things are naturally clear at a glance.

"You are the Son of the West. Zhang Tianyuan glanced curiously at the figure in front of him wearing full body armor.

"You are Zhang Tianyuan, unlike the legend. The man didn't ask but answered, and his words were mixed with arrogance, but this was natural, and who could become a holy son was not a genius in a million.

It's just that the person's ancient Oriental language is clear in words, but Zhang Tianyuan frowned slightly, no matter how many years have passed, how clearly they speak, the tone of their speech is still unchanged, and it sounds like a completely different language from the ancient Oriental language.

"It doesn't matter if you are a saint or who, since you have broken into my Qingyuan Gate Forbidden Land today, you will naturally be subject to my Qingyuan Gate rules. Zhang Tianyuan said coldly, he naturally has never been afraid of the Western Holy Land, even if the old man Polo came, it was a word.

However, the Holy Son in front of him was unwavering: "We are here to arrest a prisoner who has stolen several secret treasures from the Holy Land of the West, so we have come here to ask for an explanation. But I didn't know that your door was lively today, so we were uninvited. ”

"Hmph, if this is said by the old man Polona, I may still give him a step in the face of respecting the old and loving the young, but you are not qualified to ......"

Zhang Tianyuan's words fell, and everyone suddenly felt a sudden chill around them, as if they were touching the feet of cold water, which made people shudder.

"Bold!!" The two silver-armored guards looked awe-inspired, and rushed forward slightly, they may have heard of Zhang Tianyuan's name, and they also knew Zhang Tianyuan's fierceness, but hearing and seeing are always two different things, people who have not seen Zhang Tianyuan in person, their psychology will always carry a fluke.

Instantaneously, between the sky, the ground under their feet suddenly trembled, the two of them shot almost at the same time, two monstrous seals seemed to stir all the corners of this Kunlun realm, two straight seals swept out from the hands of the two, it was actually two spears, one shot was pitch black, one shot was cold silver, two shots came out together, as if the entire Qingyuan Gate was incinerated into two pieces, one side was bright, and the other side was dark.

Everyone in the Qingyuan Gate raised their heads one after another and looked at the sky, even Wu Wei raised his head, looking at the sky that had already calmed down before, and there were waves again. also let people not live, Neng spit a nail in his face and scolded.

Dragoon Guards?

Under the two of them, a huge black shadow flashed, which was the phantom of the ancient Western dragon, different from the real dragon in the east, the dragon in the west was the incarnation of a strange beast. The two phantoms condensed, stretched out their long wings to cover the sky, turned into a pitch-black phantom and suddenly swooped down, merging with the light and shadow. The power of the huge momentum burst out in an instant, but the figure in the center did not say anything, still watching the movements of the two lightly, but the corners of Gu Ao's mouth twitched a few times.

But this is the decision of the saint, he must not disobey, and naturally he cannot stop the two of them from doing it.

The black and white are boundless, like a black and a white tearing the sky, just like a couplet for Zhang Tianyuan's funeral.

It's just that Zhang Tianyuan just raised his right hand high, and between the seemingly simple actions, a thunder suddenly fell from heaven and earth, and no one could see clearly where the thunder came from, as if it was at the junction of black and white, and it was suddenly torn.

A trench-like crack was torn out from the two black and white, and no matter how black and white blended, it could never be fused together.

The two guards of the Holy Cross are dead, and it is just a big trouble.

It's just that the Western saintess doesn't care, and Zhang Tianyuan doesn't care even more. There was no force left in his hand, and the golden light that split the sky quickly twitched the slight traces that remained in the sky, dragging out a long vacuum, and everyone saw clearly that the golden trajectory was actually the sword qi of a long sword, and this sword was currently in Zhang Tianyuan's hand, the Heavenly Rank Seal Treasure, called the Heavenly Trace.

Stunned, the pupils of the two silver-armored guards suddenly shrank, and the sense of horror pervaded, but it was already too late, there was no blood, there was no struggle, just a moment, death just came, in an instant before you knew it.

The body was wiped out in an instant.

"He is worthy of being the master of Qingyuan Gate. The man in the purple gold armor said slowly, he had no mercy for the two lost guards, their mission had been completed when Zhang Tianyuan made a move.

"Is it a big expense to use two Crusader escorts to lure me out? With the slow fall of the two figures, Zhang Tianyuan's expression was not half sad and joyful, he was also the head of the Qingyuan Sect, and he naturally knew that sometimes, some efforts should be made, but he just threw the lives of the two guards like this, just to find out his strength, this Western Holy Son, should he be said to be a loser, or bold.

"The master of Qingyuan Sect made a move, and sure enough, there was a different reaction. The voice in the armor was very cold, "Before coming here today, the archbishop told me one thing, if Your Excellency can't kill them with one move, then the former thousand-year covenant will end today." ”

"What do Polo mean?" Zhang Tianyuan muttered twice, but there was no surprise, these words were like Polo's words, but this was clearly the self-made opinion of this holy son.