Deep in the wilderness of the Eastern Continent.

The sun is scorching, and the damp air surrounds the dense jungle.

Deep in the forest, an ancient, altar-like stone building is mostly obscured by lush branches, and the dappled highlights of the sunlight that shines through the cracks in the leaves make the place even more mysterious.

The old man was sitting on the altar intently, he was still the same as the Venerable Yunxiao that Jiajun had seen that day, but his face was a little more tired.

"Huh?" The old man who was closing his eyes suddenly frowned, stood up suddenly, turned around again, and disappeared without a trace.

Half an hour later, a group of nine people dressed in black robes landed near the altar.

"It's rare, Shui! It's the first time you've participated in the operation, right? Why, you're also interested in this half-crippled Sacred Domain powerhouse?" said to Jia Ming with a mocking face, it was the Demon Hunting Group who came.

"Go about your own business," Jiaming said in a lazy tone, half-squinting, "I'll rest here for a while." ”

"You!"

"That's enough, get down to business!" Ray interrupted the indignant face, "The water is here, with this altar as the center, everyone searched in four directions in pairs. ”

"If the information is true, the old man of the Great Moda has just had a fight with four immortal powerhouses. Although he won, he was also injured and is recuperating nearby. Ray continued, "None of the groups should face him head-on, as soon as they find his traces, they just need to protect themselves, and immediately notify everyone with a transmission note." ”

Styx glared at Jiaming fiercely, who just meditated on the altar as if nothing had happened. The eight members moved quickly as instructed.

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"Yes, you kid found me, and broke up your teammates?" Just as everyone left, an old voice sounded slowly near the altar.

"Your Excellency's hiding is nothing more than that. Jia Ming smiled lightly and opened his eyes, as if he had expected it.

"Hey, hey, hey......" Not far from the altar, a faint white smoke gushed out, and the old man of Da Motuo appeared again, "The old man's ability is still known." You can find that the old man is naturally extraordinary. But your realm is not high, but you have a group of teammates, what do you mean by staying alone?"

"Your Excellency has slaughtered all sides, and you have released the news of your injuries on your own, just to attract more immortal powerhouses to deal with you, so that you can be absorbed by your parasitic technique. Jia Ming looked indifferent, "Your cultivation should have been stabilized to the early stage of the Holy Domain a long time ago, could it be that these pseudo-saint immortals combined can deal with you?"

"Hahahaha!" The old man was stunned at first, and then he became uninhibited, "You kid can see it so thoroughly, you dare to stay and die?

As soon as the words fell, his figure suddenly blurred, and he approached Jiaming with lightning speed, and then slashed straight with a palm.

"Huh?" Just as his big palm was about to hit, an inexplicable fluctuation flashed around Jiaming, and the monstrous mana driven by the old man of Da Motuo was unstable, and quickly dissipated in the resonance of the fluctuations.

"Spatial fluctuations, you have spatial supernatural powers!" the old man frowned, "No wonder it's so big, but you kid can't help but underestimate the word Sanctuary!"

After speaking, he laughed fiercely, the tiredness on his face disappeared completely, and the astonishing aura suddenly erupted. I saw that his hands suddenly pulled to the sides, and a huge, pitch-black spatial crack appeared, and the surrounding heaven and earth aura boiled. The terrible sound of the wind sounded, and it seemed that this side of the world was going to be swallowed up by this black gap.

"The Holy Domain can tear the vacuum, don't be embarrassed by your little spatial tricks!" Da Mo Tuo Old Man Daxiao, "Give me death!" He shouted, a large amount of holy power condensed on his hands, and once again pulled the rift wide, clearly to directly tear this space, so that Jiaming's spatial defense could be directly broken.

The huge rift struck Jiaming with a furious aura, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

"It's the right thing to do to use space means to break the space talent," Jia Ming said slowly, "It's a pity that you chose the wrong object." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a faint violet-blue light lit up, enveloping his whole body. After encountering this light, the huge spatial rift actually stopped expanding all of a sudden, as if a grumpy child had suddenly met his mother's comfort.

"The thirty-first Xuantian blessing, the dragon becomes Brahma!" Jia Ming said lightly, the purple blue light suddenly flourished, and wherever the light went, the originally violent air was all quiet, and the space that had just been torn was quickly repaired.

"What?" the old man was shocked, "This is the light of space? No, the light of space is not like this! Who are you, what kind of trick is this?" His reaction was not slow, no longer trying to tear the space, but quickly took out a string of gold beads and held it in his hand.

"Moda Golden Beads, get up!" he shouted angrily, and the golden beads in his hand suddenly dispersed, emitting dazzling golden light one by one, flying around the old man with a majestic aura.

"Motuo Protector, Divine Light Destroys Demons!" his hands quickly formed a strange handprint, and the golden beads flying in the sky condensed a large golden seal around him. The terrifying aura was unleashed unscrupulously, and the surrounding trees were instantly overwhelmed piece by piece. In mid-air, a figure of hundreds of zhang in size, almost the same as the current image of the old man of Da Motuo, with a golden glow all over his body, loomed into the sky.

"The Protective Light ranked tenth on the Divine Light List?" Jia Ming's face moved slightly, "Your Excellency really has a few moments, it seems that this golden bead is a good thing!"

"Hmph, count you boy and suffer death!" After the old man was summoned to the colossus, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and laughed wildly again with a hideous face.

"Alas, it's hard to explain for a while to make such a big noise. Jiaming put on a sad face and slowly shook his head. With that, his eyes flashed, and the violet-blue light changed color in an instant, turning into a clearer ultramarine.

"The thirty-second Xuantian blessing, peaceful cultivation of Jia Yitian!"

The ultramarine light and the golden light of the Mota in the air collided fiercely, and a monstrous storm swept through the space. With the center of the altar, towering trees within thousands of zhang were uprooted, countless stumps and broken trees were rolled up into the sky, and the originally bright sky was obscured by endless tree fragments, and the whole world was darkened.

"Impossible!" the old man was shocked and angry, "What kind of light is this?This strength?!You are also a powerhouse in the Holy Realm!!" he shouted as he activated his mana desperately, and large beads of sweat fell from his face. With such a fierce opponent at the moment, he can only desperately urge the golden bead to keep the idol from falling, and strive for a glimmer of life.

"If it weren't for the Heavenly and Earth coercion of the Holy Spirit Continent that was not in my favor, would I still be able to let you hold on for so long?" Jia Ming shook his head slightly and sighed lightly.

At this moment, his expression suddenly changed, and he quickly turned his head to look south, and his brows instantly tightened.

"If I don't spend it with you, let's die!" Looking into the distance, Jia Ming's face became more and more gloomy, and he turned his head sharply to look at the old man of Da Motuo, "Taiqing Da Chitian, Shangqing Yu Yutian, Yuqing Qing Weitian, Sanqing Tian blessed!"

The ultramarine glow instantly turned lotus blue. The statue of Mota in the air could no longer be maintained, and it collapsed on the spot under one photo, and the golden light in the sky immediately disappeared without a trace.

"Ahh......h

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Looking at the old man who fell to the ground in front of him, Jiaming's face did not have a trace of joy, but turned his head sideways again, staring at the southern sky motionlessly, with a rare fierce expression on his face.

"Feiling!" After a while, he spat out two words with a gloomy face.