"Heavenly Master is slow, how about I?"

The speaker was a snow-white robe with a pale gold silk thread embroidered with clouds and auspicious patterns on the placket and cuffs.

The waist is tied with a moon-white auspicious cloud pattern, and a wide belt embellished with indigo gemstones, on which there is no jade pendant, but a small bag like a sachet.

A shoulder-length black hair, tied casually with only a silver ribbon, without a crown or a scarf and hat, a few strands of hair fluttering in the wind in front of the forehead, adding a bit of flowing color.

The same snow-white trousers are tied in the brocade boots, and Zhuo Zhuo stands on this white cloud, really like a fairy.

Among this group of Taoist priests dressed in Taoist uniforms, the appearance of such a figure as if it came out of a painting is really eye-catching.

It is our protagonist, Xiao Han, who has not been seen for a long time.

"Oh? Xiao Jushi is willing to make a move? ”

Looking at such a figure in front of him, the Heavenly Master sighed lightly and said strangely.

He didn't expect that it would only take long for him to meet the person in front of him again in this ten-mile foreign field.

The scene of the evil mountain at the beginning, every time he thinks about it, he can't help but be speechless.

Originally, I thought that after that day, there would be a goodbye day, but I am afraid that I will not see each other again in a short time.

And with his physical condition, it's a question of whether he can see him again.

But they don't want to, and it won't be long before they see each other again.

To tell the truth, the person in front of him can be described as a cultivator, but he doesn't know his temperament, such a dangerous person, he really doesn't want to deal with it more.

It's just that since they bumped into their actions this time, they can't directly refuse their request to join, right? That's too offensive.

Previously, this person had been honestly following them aside, looking like he was purely watching the show, why did he suddenly open his mouth at this time and wanted to intervene?

"With Xiao Jushi's cultivation, it is just a simple matter to take down this fang, and there will be Lao Xiao Jushi you."

The Heavenly Master arched his hand and said to the person in front of him, his tone full of confidence in the person in front of him.

"The Heavenly Master has praised it falsely, and I don't dare to praise my cultivation in front of my fellow Daoists."

The celestial master's boastful words caused some people to frown slightly.

This person who came in halfway, if it weren't for Zhang Tianshi's face, they would have expelled him a long time ago.

At this Daomen Conference, which of the participants was not among the various factions, the well-known Taoist masters, and everyone could be said to know the roots, and they knew who and whose cultivation was.

Moreover, the people here are not only profound in cultivation, but also in their backgrounds, which is not a high-level sect with a profound background.

Where did this person in front of him cultivate the Wild Fox Zen? Which grass-headed god is worshipped? Where do you have the qualifications to be on an equal footing with them?

Even, looking at Zhang Tianshi's attitude, compared to their fellow Daoists, this person of unknown origin has a higher status.

This makes some people feel a little unhappy.

Of course, it's just that a small number of people don't cultivate enough mind, and they attach too much importance to the old antiques of those formal things.

Most of the people present, although they had a somewhat strange attitude towards Zhang Tianshi, guessed that this person's background might be very extraordinary, or some kind of old monster with the ultimate cultivation, and they would not easily offend.

In fact, those old antiques also thought of this, but they didn't believe that this young man with a good temperament in front of them would be such a character.

You must know that the people present are already the most elite people in the Dao Sect above Shenzhou, and the other masters in each faction, how could they not know that there is no such person at all.

If they want to let them, the old Taoist priests in their seventies and eighties, come to sit on an equal footing with this young man, or even sit with them at the second table, then where should they put their old faces?

"Zhang Tianshi, let this little brother go up alone, I'm afraid it's a little inappropriate, the three brothers of the Yang family have already lost the face of my Middle Earth Shenzhou Daomen, if the person who goes up again also has a mistake, then it will be a loss for adults."

The person who said this was an old Taoist priest dressed in an indigo plain robe, wearing a Zhuangzi scarf, with a thin face, thinning hair, and a magic sword on his back.

This old Taoist priest's eyes looking at Xiao Han were not very friendly, he was one of the few old antiques who had prejudices against Xiao Han's sudden appearance.

To tell the truth, Xiao Han gets along with others, has always been quite modest and kind, and never bullies the weak with the strong and bullies.

It's just that there are too many ordinary people in the world, who think very highly of themselves and have no eyesight to see.

When Xiao Han heard this, he turned his head and glanced at the so-called old miscellaneous hair, and the sword light flashed in his eyes, and he saw the old Taoist's folded face, which was originally full of arrogance, and slammed it, and then saw the old Taoist's eyes wide, sweating profusely, his mouth wide open, and his body arched, as if he was out of breath.

"I don't know the so-called old miscellaneous hair, give you a few colors, and you still rub your nose on your face? Don't look at yourself how many pounds and taels you have? At such an old age, he is not at home to watch his grandchildren, and he still comes out to learn to rely on the old and sell the old? ”

"Xiao Jushi, ......?"

Old Heavenly Master Zhang looked at the old Taoist priest, and then at Xiao Han, the corners of his mouth were a little bitter.

Although he himself doesn't like this person, but at this moment, it is the time to fight against foreign enemies, and it is obviously not the time for internal strife.

It's just that for the amazing strength and mysterious origin of Xiao Jushi in front of him, he really doesn't want to be convicted because of this.

Xiao Han turned his head, no longer looked at the old Taoist, and arched his hand to Old Heavenly Master Zhang and said, "Old Heavenly Master, I'll go." ”

With that, he left the cloud head and flew towards the huge figure, during which he stepped in the air several times, and his body soared, and in an instant, he had rushed to the left of it.

At this time, it was the time when the god of thunder drew his bow and arrow, aimed at the third prince of Nezha, shot the arrow of thunder that penetrated everything, and smashed the gold brick and eight-petal ball.

The third prince of Nezha had already expected the destruction of his two magic weapons, and the injuries he suffered were forcibly pressed down by him.

There was another movement in the hand, the Qiankun Circle, the Chaotian Aya, and the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover, the three treasures were thrown out and turned into defensive means.

The Qiankun circle once again turned into tens of millions, covering the sky, and the chaotic sky rose in the wind, like a silk thread threading a needle, connecting these gold circles in series, forming a cloth pocket that covered the sky and the sun, covering the thunder.

Unsurprisingly, the thunder light directly penetrated this cloth pocket, but when the thunder light entered the cloth pocket, the gold circles in the cloth pocket seemed to be attracted by the overflowing thunder light, and they suddenly tightened and fitted, wrapping the thunder light.

The last Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover was immediately collected into this wrap, and the Samadhi True Fire ignited inside the cover, intending to refine this thunder light.

It's just obvious that these methods of the third prince of Nezha didn't play a role.

The close Qiankun circle and Chaotian Aya were directly hit by the thunder and scattered and flew out, and they saw that the circle was broken into several sections, and Hongling was torn into several pieces.

And the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover was directly poked out of a hole, and the flames gushed out, overflowing all over the sky.

Nezha's third prince's face flashed one after another, and it dimmed a little, but he could only hold up the fire-tipped spear, pick up the yin and yang double swords, step on the hot wheels, shout, and rush towards the thunder.