"Fight with this seat, dare to be distracted, and look for death"

The five fingers of the demon are stretched into claws, and the palm of the hand is like white jade, exuding a terrifying power, and it attacks out with a fluttering palm.

In a hurry, Ge Qianfan could only put away his sword to resist.

Boom!

A translucent shock wave spread out, Ge Qianfan was like being struck by lightning, his face turned white in an instant, his feet rubbed the ground and retreated, and every step backwards would inevitably leave a three-inch-deep footprint under his feet.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, Ge Qianfan's body moved, one spinned, his steps crossed and staggered, and instantly unloaded the opponent's palm power, and his face returned to ruddy.

"I didn't expect Mr. Ge to be the same, no less than he was back then, how can there be a little Taoist here," he said, revealing a look of surprise under the handsome appearance of the Desire.

Behind Ge Qianfan, Ding Yan sat cross-legged, dressed in a green shirt and robe, his hair tied in a bun, his appearance was delicate and dusty, exuding an elegant atmosphere.

When everyone heard this, they realized that until now, they seemed to be intentionally or unintentionally forgetting the existence of this person, and even if they saw this person, it was only a fleeting moment.

Also, what is even more amazing is that Ding Yan's incense case and the half-cut god statue actually have nothing to do, you must know that the confrontation between the martial artists of the Spirit Realm, although it is only the lower spirit realm, but the four lower spirit realms fight at the same time, and a small mountain peak can't withstand the pressure and collapses, while Ding Yan's incense case and half of the god statue are not affected at all.

Broken temple, half-cut statues, incense cases, Taoist priests.

The disciples of Tsing Yi Sect seemed to understand something, their eyes widened one by one, they forgot to breathe, and looked at Ding Yan in a daze.

The people who were still fighting in full swing just now also distanced themselves and looked at Ding Yan vigilantly.

For a moment, the scene was surprisingly silent.

The hearts of the three demons sank, and they faintly felt a trace of unease.

Ding Yan's appearance was really weird and weird, when they came in just now, they obviously saw this person lying on the ground, his breath was weak, and they thought it was a dying person, but now they found out that I don't know when, Ding Yan actually sat up.

The atmosphere was depressing.

"Pretend to be a ghost and die for this seat!"

The heart demon can't stand it, others call him the heart demon, but the seduction of the heart of the demon, will inevitably bear the other party's heart demon backlash, just now when he was fighting, he attracted Ge Qianfan's heart demon, the backlash has not yet stabilized, was disturbed by this oppressive breath, impetuous, pulled out the long knife in his hand, and slashed it over.

Laugh at!

The half-moon-shaped sword qi was like a cold moonlight, cutting through the resistance of the air, giving people a miserable white scene, like a ghost with its teeth and claws.

'Eight Wind Sword' Ge Qianfan and 'Mr. Sword Washing' Wen Qinghe changed color at the same time, this knife, they asked themselves if they couldn't take it, even if they wanted to, it was too late.

After the "Huhu" knife was issued, the heart demon panted like a cow, but the corner of his mouth showed a smile.

This knife is his strongest sword, and there are only a handful of people in Fengtian Kingdom who can take this knife hard, even if the demon master and the Floating Dao Master are here, they will choose to avoid the edge for the time being.

"Hehe" a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, obviously not believing that Ding Yan would be a grandmaster master at the level of a demon master and a floating life leader.

However, as soon as his sneer appeared, he froze, his eyes widened, and his pupils shrank like the tip of a needle.

The woman in the plain white cotton jacket was dumbfounded, and said dumbfounded: "He he"

I couldn't speak!

In the face of this knife, Ding Yan suddenly raised his right hand, and his index finger and middle finger clamped the flying knife qi without any sense of disobedience, just like chasing flies, with a flick, the terrifying knife qi in everyone's eyes instantly collapsed.

"What!"

The three demons' faces were shocked, their pupils shrank, and panic flashed, and without hesitation, they stomped on the ground under their feet, and shot out backwards, and then their bodies disappeared in the dark snowy night, disappearing, and the speed was unimaginable.

All this happened so quickly that the rest of the people just woke up, only to find that the three demons had disappeared, and those demon warriors had all collapsed, and there were so many people that it was not easy to hunt down and kill.

"The sixth generation of the eldest disciple under the Tsing Yi Gate, Li Yuanhua, welcome the appearance of the gods!"

Li Yuanhua, that is, the young man wearing a white jade crown on his head, his face was respectful, as if he was in awe and pious, and he came directly to Ding Yan, knelt down on his knees, and touched his forehead to the ground.

The sixth generation of the eldest disciple Li Yuanhua?

The rest of the people were shocked, they didn't expect that this person was actually the peerless genius of Tsing Yi Sect that was rare to see in a hundred years, but after listening to the latter sentence, everyone was shocked, including Ge Qianfan, Wen Qinghe and others.

Immediately afterwards, they also seemed to wake up, and one by one they looked awe-struck, all kneeling on the ground, their foreheads touching the ground, and shouting in their mouths.

"Welcome to the gods!"

"Welcome to the gods!"

Jinni?

Ding Yan thought in his heart, it seemed that the Star Boundary seemed to be a little different from the Divine Dao Continent.

Also, this is still the Linyun land on the first layer of the ancient tower, if it is the second layer or the third layer, is it also like now, the martial artists of the Condensing Truth Realm are called gods, or is it the martial artists of the Condensing Realm who call themselves gods.

For Ding Yan, he didn't know much about all this.

"Do you want to go to the Netherworld and learn more about Fivangu?"

The thoughts in his heart turned, Ding Yan's face remained unchanged, calm and quiet, and his eyes swept over everyone indifferently.

As if sensing the 'gods' watching, everyone's hearts suddenly tightened, and they unconsciously showed uneasy emotions.

The gods were an unknown existence, high up, they didn't know whether the gods in front of them were good or bad, and they didn't dare to act rashly, even Ge Qianfan and the others didn't dare to show the slightest disrespect.

In the Xiuzhen world, Ding Yan, as the peak overlord of the Tribulation, was admired by countless people, and he naturally developed a superior atmosphere, and he didn't need to imitate it at all.

"I don't know if the gods appeared, did they come here to serve the troubled times of the Heavenly Demon Dao?" the woman in the plain white cotton jacket plucked up her courage and said uneasily.

"It's not"

Ding Yan replied very simply.

As soon as these words came out, everyone suddenly showed a look of disappointment, could it be that the gods were born in fire and water regardless of the common people?

"Big brother, what are you doing here?" The little girl with braided braids may feel that Ding Yan has a feeling of closeness, plucked up her courage, and said crisply.

Big brother?

Wen Qinghe was shocked and wanted to stop his daughter from talking, but he didn't dare to move, because from the person in front of him emanated a powerful coercion belonging to the soul, although he did not show his appearance, but it was precisely because this was the coercion from the soul that he did not dare to move in the slightest.

"Just passing by here" Ding Yan calmly, and immediately smiled: "You don't have to be so restrained, if you have any questions, you can ask them, if the deity can help, I will help you."

So easy to talk to?

Wen Qinghe was a little incredible.

"What's your name?" Ding Yan began, not obviously asking, but everyone seemed to know who he was asking