Rakshasa played the lute, and from the strings, countless waves of sound were gently stroked, and they turned into invisible swords, stirring the air in the space.

As far as the eye can see, an illusory, terrifying sound wave trembles and beats in the space, and the aura emitted is terrifying, like a mountain falling, and like a bleak autumn leaf.

In short, at this moment, thousands of tiny cracks appeared on everyone's clothes, and even their bodies seemed to be cut and pierced.

Death has truly come at this moment.

However, suddenly.

The smile on the face of the Purple Squat Demon Lu Xiu suddenly froze, his pupils shrank for a while, and he looked up at the corner of the sky with a shocked expression.

There was a cloud floating there.

It is white and flawless, and the corners are filled with a peculiar glow, like glass, which is very dazzling.

There is a person standing in the clouds, wearing a lotus crown on his head, stepping on cloth cloud boots, wearing a silk robe that is invulnerable, and holding a whisk in his arms.

"This man is ......"

Before Lu Xiu could react, when that Taoist was who it was, his heart suddenly shook violently, and then a dazzling white light flashed, carrying a thunderous roar, directly shattering the rakshasa monster that played the pipa.

"Poof!"

Lu Xiu was counterattacked and spat out a mouthful of blood.

He didn't hesitate, his face was shocked, and streams of purple qi poured out of his body, and his body shrank instantly, transforming into the appearance of a big mouse, just like his name on the list of wicked people, the purple squirrel demon.

This terrifying demon cultivator, after seeing the appearance of the person in the clouds clearly, sacrificed his strongest form without any hesitation, but he was not ready to fight, but to escape.

On the rugged mountainous land, almost in an instant, he drilled out a bulge of thousands of meters, like a gopher digging a hole, and disappeared in the blink of an eye, so fast that even the Taoist audience who was about to die a second ago did not react.

Lu Xiu fled frantically underground, desperately digging deep underground.

He didn't need to know who the Daoist wearing the lotus crown was, and he didn't have to think about it carefully, just because that outfit was not worthy of an ordinary Dao Sect cultivator, looking at the terrifying aura, the Dao source flowing from the heavenly thunder at his fingertips, he knew that the other party had at least touched the existence of the threshold of the Seven Realms!

As for how strong it was, he didn't dare to analyze it at all, and he didn't dare to probe, because in the dark, he could feel that there was an aura in that person's body, which had locked him from afar.

What's even more terrifying is that the lock of that person, no matter how deep he drilled into the ground and ran out for tens of thousands of meters, he couldn't get rid of it.

In the dark, the purple rat demon Lu Xiu, who was under the distant mountain, suddenly felt a little itchy in his eyebrows.

He subconsciously raised his eyes, but suddenly saw a dazzling white light.

He didn't know what it was, but he subconsciously knew that this white light was very dangerous, so he wanted to defend, but he didn't have time to react.

Then he died.

Even the consciousness was completely wiped out, and it completely disappeared from heaven and earth.

He didn't know how he died, but the other monks who were 10,000 meters away saw the whole picture completely.

It was a thunderbolt.

Really, from the nine clouds, a pale white thunderbolt with the thickness of a willow tree fell, carrying an unstoppable, unparalleled power and sound, tens of thousands of meters away, and suddenly fell on the earth, stirring up a violent wind, and the mountains and forests kept shaking.

All the people in the audience were dumbfounded when they saw this scene.

So even if they didn't see the corpse of the purple rat demon Lu Xiu, they knew that the latter would definitely not survive.

"In broad daylight, I dare to commit murder in public, I really can't do it when there is no one in my Daomen."

Above the glazed clouds, the old man in the Taoist robe holding the lotus crown on his head slowly lowered, said with a little disdain in his mouth, and slowly untied his two fingers together.

That thunder came from him.

"Don't meet the Muyuan Immortal Master yet!"

The elders and disciples of the Taoist Temple were all frightened, looking at the old man who had descended, they didn't know what to do at all, but at this time they suddenly heard a familiar voice.

Everyone looked up and saw that behind the clouds, a middle-aged man with white eyebrows and crane hair walked out, and he was opening his mouth to ask them to salute.

"It's Elder Xu Shi!"

Xu Shi was recognized, so the identity of the Taoist who could trigger the heavenly thunder in front of him was about to come out.

That was the Great Cultivator of the Nine Heavens Immortal Palace!

"I've seen Mu Yuan's real person!"

"Thank you for the rescue!"

Many Taoist disciples in the field, and even other monks who were almost affected by the battle, all knelt down tremblingly and kowtowed respectfully.

"It's just a matter of hand, even if it weren't for you, I would have taken action when I saw such a monster."

Mu Yuan Zhenren waved the dust and motioned for everyone to get up.

"Elder Zeng Jian, I haven't seen you for three years, are you okay with your old health?"

At this time, from behind the colorful clouds, two young disciples walked out, one of them was out of temperament, smiling, wearing a pale golden robe, with a cardinal on his shoulder, and slowly walked over.

"Zhishou!"

This person was the first Tianjiao in the Beijun area that year, and was later absorbed into the Nine Heavens Immortal Palace to practice in the Taoist Tianjiao, Qin Zhishou.

Elder Zeng Jian, whose face was full of wrinkles and kneeling on the ground, instantly showed excitement on his face when he saw someone coming.

is different from Qin Zhishou's master Xu Shi, Qin Zhishou is in the Taoist temple, which is called a person who is loved by others.

The young man is young and vigorous, neither humble nor arrogant, knows how to advance and retreat, knows what to teach, has a first-class talent, and the most important thing is that his mouth is sweet, and the whole Taoist temple is not like him, and even many seniors have sighed, if Qin Zhishou is his own son, it would be good.

Now that he has been separated for three years, seeing Qin Zhishou again, Zeng Jian is naturally very happy.

The rest of the disciples also had their eyes lit up, and hurriedly shouted out to Senior Brother, and under the double joy of escaping death, the smile was bright.

But no matter how excited and happy everyone was, they wanted to jump up and give Qin Zhishou a hug, but they didn't dare to make any moves, because the great real person of the Nine Heavens Immortal Palace was still there, and he didn't give an order to let them get up.

As if realizing this, Qin Zhishou shook his head and smiled, and hurriedly helped Zeng Jian and the others to get up:

"Everyone, please get up quickly, my master does not have this kind of etiquette, don't be too polite."

"Master!?"

A disciple caught this sensitive word, his eyes lit up, and he looked at Qin Zhishou in shock and excitement and asked:

"Senior Brother Qin, are you saying that the real Daomen senior in front of you, who has a dusty temperament, a fairy wind and a Dao bone, an ageless appearance and can summon heavenly thunder, and kill that demon in seconds from a distance of 10,000 meters, is actually your master!?

This long list of sincere and exaggerated sycophants made Qin Zhishou stunned for a moment in an instant.

Mu Yuan Zhenren, who was standing behind him, showed a teachable expression on his face without leaving a trace, and immediately maintained the appearance of dust, and stood in place with the dust in his arms.

Qin Zhishou smiled on his forehead, glanced back at the old man, and did not dismantle his platform.

"If the juniors and disciples knew that Shizun drank and played cards on weekdays, and was almost expelled from the Dao Gate for visiting the Qinglou in the mortal world, their jaws would definitely fall to the ground in shock!"