Heavenly Grant Square!

Countless cultivators looked at Yan Chuan in a daze, and their expressions were as dazed as they were.

If they hadn't experienced the previous scene, countless cultivators would definitely think that Yan Chuan was crazy, absolutely crazy.

From the beginning of Wendou to the present, Yan Chuan has built confidence in the hearts of countless cultivators again and again, and it always makes people feel a sense of belief.

However, Mao Ri Dao Jun is too strong, only one step away from the immortals, this is not the merit of the law, this is the ontology, the ontology is pro-to! Is Yan Chuan okay? He can still continue to persevere

Is it?

Looking at Yan Chuan, whose robes were swinging in the strong wind, and his eyes were magnificent, countless cultivators were speechless, unbelieving, and looking forward to it!

"Where did you come from, where did you go back!

Yan Chuan's words resounded throughout the Heavenly Grant Square, and even more in the ears of Mao Ri Daojun.

Mao Ri Daojun's eyes were cold!

Today's majesty has been provoked again and again?

The little ghost that came out of nowhere was so arrogant! A cold light appeared in the eyes of Mao Ri Daojun.

"Look for death!"

"Boom!"

Again, he stretched out a palm and slapped it towards Yan Chuan. This time, it was still a big handprint press.

This time, the Mahamudra is many times stronger than the previous merit and Dharma phase. The void all around looked distorted.

With a palm press, the golden light shone brightly, like a round of sun falling down, and the intense light suddenly made most of the cultivators unable to open their eyes.

"Boom!"

Before a palm could be pressed, the Tianzhu Square where everyone was located suddenly sank, and just the powerful momentum made the earth sink more than a foot.

Countless cultivators stumbled and fell, looking in horror at the golden palm pressing towards Yan Chuan.

Before the palm arrived, the golden light had already illuminated Yan Chuan extremely dazzlingly.

In the face of this palm, Yan Chuan did not show a trace of fear, his eyes were more fierce, standing with his hands in his hands, and the golden dragon of luck surrounded his body, resisting this momentum.

"Buzz!"

The Jade Emperor Sword trembled on Yan Chuan's back, as if it was about to rush up against this palm, but it was suppressed by Yan Chuan.

looked at it coldly, watching Mao Ri Daojun attack with a huge power.

Seeing that, Yan Chuan was about to be buried under the golden palm.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Gu Yue Saint Son's mouth.

Meng Ziqiu and the others reached out to stop them, but it was too late.

"Don't!" Mo Yuxi exclaimed.

The golden light had already illuminated Yan Chuan's stinging light, and the palm print was in front of him in a blink of an eye, and in just a moment, Yan Chuan was about to be completely vaporized by this palm.

At this moment, looking at Yan Chuan with a golden palm, a rare smile suddenly appeared on his fierce face.

"Whew!"

In an instant, on the entire Tianzhu Square, the wind was blowing, and a white fist suddenly appeared beside Yan Chuan.

A white fist that was getting bigger and bigger, and around the fist, a strong wind was blowing up, sweeping the entire Tianzhu Square, and even the entire Julu City.

The white fist, facing the golden palm print, collided with each other.

"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

There was a loud sound, and blood burst out of the ears of countless cultivators who exploded, and the earth shook, and countless cultivators who had just gotten up fell again.

Julu Mountain, under this huge sound, swayed up. Julu City was also instantly shaken.

"Boom!"

For a while, the land of Julu City shook, and countless cultivators stumbled.

The golden light instantly illuminated the whole city, and the strong wind blew in all directions in an instant.

"My ears!"

"Ah, my house is down!"

"Ahh

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In the giant deer city, countless cultivators screamed in amazement. The cultivators of the Heavenly Grant Square fell to the ground in large numbers.

The earthquake in Julu City took a full ten breaths to slowly calm down.

And in Tianzhu Square, white fists and golden palm prints, under the collision, burst out with a strong aftermath, and then dispersed violently.

"Oops!"

"I can't hear with my ears!"

"Poof! I'm seriously injured."

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In the Heavenly Grant Square, many cultivators fell to the ground, in pain, of course, more of them stared at Yan Chuan on the platform.

Mo Yuxi was the most anxious, stabilizing his body and looking at it suddenly.

Yan Chuan still stood there steadily, facing the previous strong collision, Yan Chuan's eyelids didn't jump, and he still looked at Mao Ri Daojun coldly.

Mao Ri Daojun also frowned and looked down.

At this moment, beside Yan Chuan, there was another white-robed figure, the white-robed figure had white light on his fists, his eyes widened, and the cold light was shining. A Uri Daojun who looks straight at the sky.

The punch just now was what he struck, it was him, and the punch blocked Mao Ri Daojun for Yan Chuan.

"White Emperor Tian?" Meng Ziqiu shouted not far away.

Next to Yan Chuan is the king of the Tiger Clan, the White Emperor Tian.

"Who is he? was he the one who helped Yan Chuan block Mao Ri Daojun's palm?"

"What a powerful punch, he is also in the realm of the void?"

"That's the body of the Dao Monarch of the Uri!"

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There were countless amazements all around, and they all looked at Bai Ditian beside Yan Chuan in horror. Wang Zhu showed a wry smile on his face, at this moment, Wang Zhu finally understood what kind of existence he had provoked that day. I wanted to capture him at the time.

Mo Yuxi's face suddenly eased. Yifeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

On the shoulder of the White Emperor, there is also a white kitten.

"Meow, Yan Chuan, I'll call Lao Bai for you!

Meow Meow suddenly jumped on Yan Chuan's shoulder and said with a smug expression.

"Whew!"

On the other side, the green dragon and the white dragon flew from outside the Heavenly Grant Square and flew towards the place where the ink feather was shining.

"Holy Maiden, live up to your trust!" Qinglong said with a smile.

Obviously, before the Heavenly Grant Conference, Yan Chuan's explanation to Qinglong was to take Meow Meow to invite the White Emperor to come.

Mo Yuxi nodded, but at this time he was more concerned about the direction of Yan Chuan.

Bai Ditian repelled Mao Ri Daojun with one punch.

Two peerless powerhouses looked at each other.

"Who are you?" said Uri Daojun in a cold voice.

Bai Ditian's punch really surprised Mao Ri Daojun inexplicably, you know, the palm just now, although it was not his full strength, but it also had seventy percent of the strength, but still

Broken up by the other party?

Yan Chuan's reliance? He is Yan Chuan's reliance?

Mao Ri Daojun was shocked for a while.

"Boy of the Japanese servant, don't even know me anymore?" said Emperor Bai coldly.

The day attendant?

Mao Ri Daojun's eyes narrowed suddenly, today, there are not many people who know and dare to call themselves Japanese servants, no, with the growth of the Jokhang Holy Land, there is no one at all

Dare to call yourself a Japanese servant again.

Those who call themselves Japanese servants are all famous heroes thousands of years ago.

He knows me, boy?

Mao Ri Daojun looked at Bai Ditian again, looked carefully, frowned slightly, and didn't think about it for a while.

Around the White Emperor Tian, a breeze blows, as if the whole person and the wind are one.

Wind from Tiger Tiger Tiger Tiger to Tiger

In his mind, a figure suddenly flashed, and the figure was in front of him. "White Emperor Tian?" Mao Ri Daojun's face suddenly changed.

Eight thousand years ago, the strong man he looked up to?

Bai Ditian looked at Mao Ri Daojun coldly and did not speak. Obviously, he acquiesced to the speculation of Mao Ri Daojun.

"Aren't you dead?" said Uri Daojun in a deep voice.

looked up back then, but now, he has also reached the upper realm, and there is no need to look up, but why did the dead White Emperor Tian appear again?

"The world is unpredictable, I'm alive, you can go! Greet Jing Cao on my behalf!" Bai Ditian said lightly.

Mao Ri Daojun looked at Bai Ditian and was shocked for a while.

wanted to make a move on Bai Ditian, to break the look in his heart back then, and to correct his own heart, but Bai Ditian's strength was too great back then, and even the Holy Lord of Jing Cao wanted to move

The hero. For a while, Mao Ri Daojun was deeply silent.

When the Daojun of Mao Ri was shocked, he looked at Yan Chuan again. Seeing Yan Chuan's faint smile, his face sank slightly.

"Bai Ditian, you came out to protect Yan Chuan?" asked Mao Ri Daojun in a deep voice again.

At this moment, Mao Ri Daojun no longer waited for Yan Chuan. It's like Jing Cao, who followed him back then, although his cultivation was not high at that time, but his majesty was formed early, so that he did

He is the first person in the world today.

"Yes!" Bai Ditian said in a deep voice.

Mao Ri Daojun's face suddenly changed. He looked at Yan Chuan again.

"Why? Back then, my lord solicited you, but you refused, but now you want to protect Yan Chuan?" said Mao Ri Daojun coldly.

"My business, it's not your turn to take care of it!" said Bai Ditian with a cold look in his eyes.

"Meow, Yan Chuan saved the old Bai family, have you saved it?" Meow Meow suddenly shouted to the sky.

"Huh?" said Uri Daojun raised his eyebrows.

Lao Bai is the White Emperor, who is Xiaobai? Although it is not clear who Xiaobai is, Mao Ri Daojun can feel that this Xiaobai should be very important to the White Emperor

Person.

Yan Chuan was an important person who saved Bai Di Tian, so he was protected by Bai Di Tian?

Coming to this conclusion, Mao Ri Daojun exhaled in his heart, and in this way, the explanation made sense.

glanced at Yan Chuan coldly, what a lucky boy!

Bai Di Tian came forward, not only to encounter the problem of the strong, but also to involve a lot of associations, because Jing Cao attached great importance to Bai Di Tian back then, and he couldn't do it for a while

Decide what to do with the White Emperor.

Looking at Bai Ditian, he took a deep breath: "Gu Yue, go!"

"Ah, father, just let Yan Chuan go?" the Ancient Moon Holy Son suddenly exclaimed.

Gu Yue Holy Son now, I want Yan Chuan to die, my father is here, Yan Chuan is dead, but he is still alive and well? Why? Why is this happening?

Mao Ri Daojun glanced at Gu Yue coldly.

"Father!" Gu Yue Holy Son was excited, and he suddenly didn't dare to say more.

With a flick of his sleeves, Mao Ri Daojun took the Ancient Moon Holy Son and left in an instant. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared in front of everyone.

"Holy Son, Dao Jun, wait for me!" Chang San and the others quickly chased after them in horror.

Mao Ri Dao Jun left, just retreated suddenly? On the square, countless cultivators still couldn't accept this sudden fact, that was the Mao Ri Dao Jun himself!

"Bai Di Tian, can anyone tell me what is Bai Di Tian's identity?"

"White Emperor Tian, who is he?"

"What is the relationship between Bai Ditian and Yan Chuan?"

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On the square, countless cultivators showed blank expressions.