The evil cultivator Jin Dan was arrogant, hovering in mid-air, and one person was alone against the entire city.

The veteran glanced up slightly, and there was some surprise in his eyes, which was a little different from before.

"Don't look at it!"

Under the black shirt of the evil cultivator, a strange voice like ventriloquism came out, making it impossible to distinguish between old and young men and women.

"I'm waiting for that golden pill in the city! He can't come! ”

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the foundation building and qi refining cultivators who were standing above the city all changed.

There was a lot of panic in his eyes.

The gap between Zhuji and Jindan is like Firefly and Haoyue, although there are many of them, they are not the same enemy.

I'm afraid that this Jindan evil cultivator in front of him can slap them all to death with a slap.

Originally, they didn't panic at all, just because there was a backbone in the city, a Jindan real person from Xuanmen Sect.

Although they couldn't believe why the golden pill in the city had disappeared, they had to believe it when they looked at the posture in front of them.

Usually, if there is an evil cultivator attacking the city, as long as the aura of the evil cultivator is revealed, the golden pill in the city will shoot out from the city.

Sometimes, before the Zhuji monks who caught and killed each other didn't notice anything wrong, the Jindan monks sitting in the city had already stood on the top of the city, blocking the strange methods of the evil cultivators.

"This seat is just looking at the time of his absence, so I came to attack the city!"

The Jindan evil cultivator continued to make a strange voice like ventriloquism, and the momentum on his body spread, intimidating the monks and iron-clad soldiers in the city below.

The aura of the sea abyss was released from him and pressed on everyone.

A group of mortals who have never stepped into the immortal road, with the pestle in their hands, stand with difficulty, barely reaching.

Some of the soldiers were already crushed to the ground, unable to move, and more and more people were falling.

Even the Qi Refining Cultivators had serious faces, and beads of sweat rolled down from the roots of their hair.

Some of them are still shallow, and their shoulders tremble slightly, and they are about to be unable to hold on.

Only the Tsukiji Monk was more relaxed, but it was like a big stone pressing on his shoulder, and his face was heavy.

"When you die, let him go and weep for you!"

Jin Dan evil cultivator shouted resentfully, turned into a black shadow, and rushed towards the position of the veteran.

Because the veteran is protected by a foundation monk beside him, although his body bones are decayed, he has not been pressed by the breath of Jindan.

Seeing the black shadow carrying a lot of power, coming towards him, his eyes were like a deep pool.

There are no waves in the ancient well, and there is no change in the slightest.

It was as if he had seen through life and death, and as if he was frightened by the Jindan evil cultivator who had turned into a black shadow, and put his life and death out of the way.

Watch as the scythe that harvested his life landed on his neck.

"Bang!"

Turning into a black shadow, the Jindan evil cultivator who couldn't see his whereabouts suddenly flew diagonally to the side.

Two figures stood at the head of the city, with their backs to the monks.

Zhu Wushu slowly retracted his feet, and looked indifferently at the evil cultivator who was kicked away by himself.

This evil cultivator is in the same realm as him in the early stage of Jindan, and his breath is vague and unstable, and it seems that he also used a tricky method to condense into Jindan.

Come to think of it.

The Heavenly Dao is pressed on the head, and in this realm, how many amazingly talented and talented monks are all alive and dead.

Only those who have luck, strength, and mind can get away with the golden pill from the Dao Foundation.

In the previous Dragon Palace, the change was to overhaul the gold pill accumulated in this world over the years, and as much as ninety percent of it was removed.

There are only a few Jin Dan, scattered all over this realm, how can they meet a Jin Dan overhaul so easily.

Behind him, the heavy pressure on the crowd was relieved, and the soldiers who had fallen to the ground all stood up with each other's arms.

The heaviness on the foundation building and qi refining cultivators was also relaxed, and their complexions were soothed.

Seeing that Zhu Wuxian was standing out of thin air, his momentum was extraordinary, and he didn't know how to move, so he repelled the evil cultivator of the Jindan realm.

The heart was also relieved, and the cloud of death hanging over his head dissipated.

The veteran looked at Zhu Wuxian's back, and there were ripples in his deep pool-like eyes.

The déjà vu of his back evokes the memories he has hidden in the dust and sand of memory.

The general who became famous as a young man at the beginning was also like this, with a shining demeanor.

It's just that now he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, the old general shook his head slightly, and shook out the unrealistic thoughts that came to his mind.

I heard that he is just an inferior spiritual root qualification, how can he have such a power now, and sure enough, he is old, and even his brain is confused.

The veteran laughed at himself and kept shaking his head.

"Shi Shuai, but what's wrong?"

Standing beside him, the Tsukiji monk, dressed in a heavy blue shirt, asked softly.

"No, I'm just a little tired." The veteran's beard shook and he said.

"Then you go back and rest first, and we'll just stay here." Li Zhongtian asked respectfully.

The old man in front of him, although he was just a mortal who had never set foot on the immortal road, was really a guest.

Even the masters of the three immortal sects, when they saw him, they had to treat each other politely.

If it weren't for him back then, he used the power of mortals to block the attack of evil cultivators and give the three immortal sects a chance to breathe.

Now I'm afraid that this pass has become a demon cave.

If it weren't for him all these years, leading the mortals who had always been regarded as ants by cultivators, I was afraid that in addition to the place where the three immortal sects were located.

And all the rest of the places shall be turned into devil's caves,

"I haven't seen this immortal master, so I think I want to meet one or two."

The veteran shook his head lightly and said slowly.

"Yes!" Li Zhongtian bowed slightly and replied respectfully.

Over the years, the cultivators who thought they were superior in the immortal path realized that they were arrogant and unbearable.

In times of crisis, mortals are still required to save them, which has profoundly changed the prejudice and perception of mortals.

It's no longer the same as before, with the eyes above the top and the nostrils facing the sky.

Xiang is a leader among mortals like a veteran, although he can't practice because he doesn't have a spiritual root, but he also has respect.

The Jindan real people of the three immortal sects have said it more than once.

If you can let this veteran have a spiritual root, even if it is only the worst five miscellaneous spiritual roots, he can also walk a short distance on the immortal road.

The veteran thought of what these Jindan real people said about him, and his eyes looked at the slightly familiar figure standing in mid-air.

The two of them have been reunited in their memories.

I couldn't help but muttered to myself.

Five miscellaneous spirit roots? Immortal Road? I don't think I can do better than that kid.

He didn't even make a splash, so what else was I worth......

"This fellow Daoist, where are you from? These people have nothing to do with you, don't be nosy!

Jindan cultivation is hard-won, and it is still good to cherish it. ”

The evil qi on Jindan Evil Cultivator's body rolled, and he unloaded the powerful qi and blood power that Zhu Wuxian kicked and stabilized his body in the air.

looked at Zhu Wuxian, and his words were full of jealousy.

The spiritual power of the kick was scattered, and the strength of this person was only higher than his own, and it was more than one layer higher!

The Jindan evil cultivator quietly operated his spiritual power to resolve the injuries in his body, and the more he dissolved, the more frightened he became.

Where that foot fell, there was a maggot-like spiritual power attached to the bones, sticking to his body.

A steady stream of erosion of their own meridians.

The whole body is the only exposed eyes above and below, and the look of fear is a little thicker.

Zhu Wuxian was suddenly stunned, as if he was fascinated, and he never listened to the words of Jindan evil cultivator.

He was just surging with blood and kicked out, so that the evil aura of the black scarf covering his face was scattered.

Even the aura of convergence was dispersed.

The wisps of breath that emanated from this exuded made me feel a sense of familiarity.

Zhu Wuxian twisted up a wisp of breath, constantly rubbing it on his fingers, carefully recalling this familiar, familiar breath.

"Fellow Daoist, since you don't let it today, then you will live and die!"

Jin Danxie's body flickered, and countless black shadows were separated, and they all rushed towards Zhu Wuxian.

The real and the fake are mixed together, and the real body cannot be distinguished.

"Ding Ding ......"

The Qingyue bell came, resounding between this side of heaven and earth.

In front of Zhu Wuxian, a tower suddenly appeared, seven times high, inlaid with jade beads on the top, and a swinging bell hung under the eaves.

Qingyue's voice came from this bell.

Zhu Wuxian pinched his fingers, and with a wave, the Linglong Pagoda suddenly rose and became larger.

Then, Zhu Wuxian's fingers fell downward, becoming the size of a small mountain, and fell with a bang.

"Boom!"

The Linglong Pagoda fell, and the overlapping shadows were shocked by this great power, and immediately collapsed, leaving only one figure.

The moment the figure fell from the tower, it immediately retreated, and its eyes were full of horror.

Immediately, the look of horror turned into a thick greed, intertwined with jealousy, and it was indistinguishable.

"Treasure!"

Behind the city, the knowledgeable foundation monk couldn't help but shout loudly.

"Treasure?!"

Although the rest of the monks did not recognize this treasure, they still knew the prestige of the treasure.

In the past thousand years, few treasures have been born, and even among the three immortal sects, only the masters of their respective sects have a treasure.

"Taihe, Lingfei, Xuanyi..."

Li Zhongtian's eyes kept swirling on Zhu Wuxian's back and the treasure weapon in front of the tower.

I have also seen the masters of the three immortal sects, there is no such person, is it a hidden master?

I have also faintly heard of the treasures of the three immortal gates, a sword, an inkstone, a Qingluo umbrella, and there is no such tower-like treasure?

Li Zhongtian's thoughts flashed, and his breath suddenly stopped, and his eyes became hot.

Could it be that someone has gotten some secret realm of chance?

The three immortal sects are now advancing and retreating together, if it is really that family has the secret realm of chance, then he, as the mainstay of the foundation building monks, can also share a lot of profits.

If you can't say it, you can lay the foundation of his Jindan!

The veteran and the soldiers did not react, and they were naturally not afraid.

It's just that he knows that the person who stopped the evil cultivator is strong, he can defeat the evil cultivator, and his own life is saved, and all the soldiers have joy on their faces.

"Fellow Daoist, do we have a grudge?"

Zhu Wuxian shook his head, and under the shock of the Linglong Tower, the qi of the evil cultivator was dispersed a little, and he had already faintly grasped the veins.

"If there is no grudge, why should you stop me? Let me go, and I will share this blessing with you! ”

The evil cultivator pointed at everyone, and he actually regarded a city as an opportunity for him to take it away.

"Indiscriminate killing, wanton killing! I can't tolerate you! ”

Zhu Wuxian said coldly, and suddenly there seemed to be a lightning bolt in his mind.

The fingers twisting the qi machine unconsciously exert force, and the breath rolling in the fingertips is unconsciously pinched away.