Snow-capped peaks, under ancient trees.

Golden sermon engravings filled the ground, smearing the ridge with an eerie hue.

And as Ji Man, who was sitting under the canopy of the ancient tree, opened his eyes.

In an instant, the golden Dao on the ground changed, and the formations above the entire mountain range were connected.

"This is the formation pattern, this senior should have revived the entire Taibai Mountain dragon vein through the formation pattern. ”

Zhang Tianquan raised his head and looked at the inexplicable lines on the mountain range.

"Amitabha, it is extremely difficult to get started with the formation pattern, and it can't be achieved without talent, even if this senior is willing to bend down to teach, it is estimated that there are few people present who have such qualifications. ”

The great god of Shaolin bitter Zen has a joint head.

Arithmetic, hexagrams, and formations are extremely labor-intensive, and they are very human beings can learn.

"But the dragon vein of Taibai Mountain has recovered, what are you going to do now?"

Zhang Tianquan looked at it with great eyes.

Countless sermons flow above the mountains.

The golden sermon is like imprinted in the body of Taibai Mountain, and it pulses.

Trigger a terrifying spiritual flow.

It's like something was triggered.

The clouds on the Taibai Mountain also changed.

The clouds that were separated on both sides merged, and then began a certain rhythmic movement around the summit of the entire Taibai Mountain.

Dao patterns seeped into the mountain.

Immediately, the golden light bloomed above Ji Man's eyes, and then gradually converged.

He stood up out of thin air.

The body began to emit a natural momentum.

There is no top, no bottom, constant quartet.

That's an extremely heavy momentum.

"Beat me!"

Looking around at the people present, Ji Man only spit out these three words in his mouth.

Then he waved his hand, and the air on the top of the entire mountain turned into huge ripples and shook out.

From Ji Man as the center, it was like a stone falling into the surface of the lake, and the ripples rippled out of the air.

"What?"

Both the ninth game and the folk cultivators were stunned by this scene.

See what does this mean to fight?

Isn't it here to preach?

But at this time, I can't think about it so much.

For the ripples that vibrated the air had reached the side of the people.

In an instant, hundreds of people were swept away by this huge wave of air.

And Hu Ziming is one of these people.

As the weakest few people present, if it weren't for the great monk who helped him block it, this blow would be enough for him to kneel.

"Senior, why can't you sit down and talk about it, if you have to come up, you can do it?"

After Zhang Tianquan blocked this blow, he practiced busily.

It's not a great thing to be here with this person.

"Beat me, you know. ”

Ji Man's face seemed to be sad, but it was more like he was born like this.

He said this slowly, not giving everyone any chance to communicate again.

"This ......"

Before Zhang Tianquan could speak, Ji Man's figure flashed and appeared in front of him.

It's like teleporting.

A palm poked out.

With a "boom", Zhang Tianquan smashed on the mountain rock hundreds of meters away like a bullet leaving the gun.

"Poof!"

Zhang Tianquan spurted out a mouthful of blood, but he didn't care about the injuries he was examining, and hurriedly reminded the others:

"Be careful, very strong!"

But at the moment when Zhang Tianquan spoke, Master Kuzen, the Great Monk and Wang Daoyi were all knocked out.

They smashed Zhang Tianquan's side.

On the side of the people, Chen Xiangyan, Zun Kutian and the heads of various forces were all swept away.

It's so fast!

Just like that Mr. Ji Man was divided into more than 20 people, almost all the strong people present were swept away in an instant.

"You're too weak!"

Ji Man's voice sounded as if he was compassionate.

The words were full of disappointment.

"Then please try me!"

The old man's qi and blood had already begun to stir.

The dragon-like qi and blood flowed through his body, and bursts of qi and blood roared out, shaking the surrounding air.

Currents of air swirled around him.

"You're still interesting!"

Ji Man turned his head and quietly glanced at the old man of the Yellow River, and said.

"Is it just a little interesting?"

The qi and blood of the old man of the Yellow River rose again, and a huge inscription began to appear behind him.

The mighty and roaring river slid down from it.

The inscription is invisible, but it has an invisible general trend.

"Is the Yellow River Heavenly Monument left by Emperor Yu in the past? I see, but it's not enough!"

Ji Man seemed to be amazed, and he seemed to sigh.

He finally shook his head and said.

Immediately, the right hand was pressed out of thin air, and in an instant, the entire heaven and earth seemed to be pressed, and a huge palm suddenly appeared in the air.

The palm of his hand fell from the sky, and in just an instant, it smashed the Yellow River Heavenly Monument behind the old man of the Yellow River, and then shattered the roaring Yellow River under the Heavenly Monument.

The huge palm slammed the old man of the Yellow River to the ground.

Ji Man withdrew his palm, looked at his right hand, and then looked at the old man of the Yellow River who was slapped down by himself in the distance, and his expression seemed to be not very satisfied with the old man of the Yellow River.

"Emperor Yu's Heavenly Monument of the Yellow River is naturally not weak, but you, the keeper of the Yellow River Heavenly Monument, are too weak, and you only have the realm of refining and refining qi, at least much weaker than the previous generation of Yellow River Heavenly Monument keepers. ”

Ji Man's eyes seemed to be remembering something.

And Wujie has froze.

The Yellow River Heavenly Monument behind the old man of the Yellow River did not destroy it even if it was the ghost general who commanded the Yin soldiers of Mount Tai that day.

And at the time of the Yellow River War, the resurrected Chen Feng did not harm him.

But in front of the person in front of him, he raised his hand and smashed it.

"Grunt", and swallowed his saliva uncontrollably.

And Ji Man had already walked out of the memories at this time, he raised his head and looked at everyone expressionlessly:

"You are too weak, I will give you another chance to defeat me!"

This voice is gloomy and sad, and it carries a sense of the vicissitudes of time.

"I'm coming!"

A burst of shouts rang out, and Chen Xiangyan suddenly burst out from above the ground.

Ten thousand catastrophes, ten thousand catastrophes, one into ten thousand catastrophes.

It was the breath of a terrible calamity, an extreme of death.

The ghost-headed broadsword slashed a circle in the air and slashed down towards Ji Man.

"The muscles and bones are proud, but what they learn is strange and skillful, not the way of the right path, a bit of Buddhism, but it is like the road of the underworld. ”

Ji Man waved his big hand, like a fly swatting Chen Xiangyan, which was enough to shake the refining and refining qi, and flew out with a knife, and then commented carefully.

Rao is Chen Xiangyan is proud of his bones, and he can't stand up now.

"Too weak, no one else?"

Ji Man waved his sleeves, and swept the audience in horror, sweeping all the people who were still standing on the ground.

The pale golden sunlight shone down from the lingering clouds, reflecting Himeman's clothes.

Invincible, but that's it.

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