The old man stood quietly in the air, nothing under his feet, like a withered old stake, unremarkable, no one would think that such an old man would be a Shinto creature.

Because of Feng Shui, Shinto creatures are too hard to find, how can you say one and come out!

And she is too old, too rickety, too ordinary, even if she floats quietly in the sky, she is just a monk who has reached the end of her life.

"Who are you?" the false god asked, as if two suns had fallen, and behind them were a field of devastation and ruin, remnant mountains, rift valleys, deep and open cracks in the earth, mountains were almost leveled by them, the sky was broken, and all kinds of thunder fell.

They are violent, the divine light envelops themselves, if it is a burning fierce flame, full of resentment and killing intent, for this sudden appearance of the old man, a little vigilant, but far from taking it to heart.

"Old fellow, disperse quickly, I'll just wait for the few people behind you. They opened their mouths coldly, they wanted to hate them with blood, and now they just wanted to kill the two Supreme Elders standing behind the old man, smash Meow Jiu's bones one by one, and drink his blood alive!

"Hey, hey, hey......" Meow Jiu laughed evilly for a while, his big eyes were more teasing and teasing, expecting the expressions of these two pseudo-gods to know the truth, and kept rubbing his little hands.

There was a real god standing in front of him, his nine waists were stiff, his body was upright, his small mouth was raised on one side, and he was even more dignified and raised his head high, as if he was laughing at the sky.

"Until now, the little false god is still daydreaming of the true god!"

"What do you want to do with my Zixia? You guys try it, don't know how to write dead words!"

"These people are inferior, strong on the outside, and in the middle, they are bluffing, and the more they behave, the more they are afraid, the weaker they are, the tigers they fight in autumn, and they are paste!"

"Indeed, the weaker the dogs, the louder and fiercer they bark. ”

No, it's best to make powder, don't pollute the land, scatter it into ashes, it's the most labor-saving, and you don't even need to use the grave. ”

The two Supreme Elders and Meow Jiu didn't think it was a big deal, and they talked with each other, all with divine thoughts, and their voices were deliberately very loud.

"You're looking for death!" the pseudo-god's eyes breathed fire, his face twitched, and he turned cold as if it were the frozen soil of the polar regions. "I originally wanted to leave you a whole corpse, but now, not only do I want to kill you, but I also want to refine it into a deficient yin puppet!

When they had said this, they looked at the old man again.

"Old fellow, get out of the way, don't let me wait to do it myself!" The old man was like a rock, rooted in the void, and did not move at all, the false god pressed forward, and opened his mouth sternly, with a threat.

"Don't give face, don't give face! God's wrath is not something that you old rotten body can bear!"

"Who dares to provoke the wrath of God? That's looking for death. ”

"That's right!" Hearing the words of the pseudo-god, Meow Jiu spoke ill-intentionedly, his eyes flashing with anticipation.

The pseudo-god hooked the Dao marks, and he seemed to turn into the pole of the "Dao", the surging killing aura was surging in the sky, rolling dark clouds like ink, and a killing array seemed to be listed under this heavenly dome, the pseudo-god was full of pride, dazzling, and pronounced the fate of death to everyone below.

"Are you offending me Zixia?" the old man spoke, his voice was vicissitudes, as if it had been spread for thousands of years, and it did not reveal the aura of Shinto that penetrated the heavens and the earth, indifferently like a hundred-year-old mortal old man, skinny and stiff.

The old man is very ordinary, nothing special, it seems that the candlelight of life will be extinguished at any time, but with her as the boundary, the world is clearly distinguished.

"Old thing, what's the matter!" The pseudo-god's gaze, awe-inspiring like a knife light, swept over everyone, almost reprimanded, pressing step by step, killing intent surging, and the traces of the avenue were like killing knives.

"Slap~" This is a clear slap, this is a bright slap, and almost at the same moment, both false gods were slapped.

"Damn! you all have no chance, you'll all die!" the pseudo-god roared, slapped the sky with his big hand, and slapped it directly towards the old man, wanting to slap her head into meat sauce, and all the energy was drowned.

The old man stood in the void, still motionless, his hair flying, revealing his obscured eyes, which were extremely indifferent eyes, containing the ages, full of brilliance, and getting brighter and brighter.

Suddenly, the expressions of the two pseudo-gods shook, from head to toe, they met those eyes, with an incomparable terrifying pressure, and it felt like the sky was falling!

"Don't you know what it means to respect the old and love the young?" the old man said lightly, his body was like a reef, even in the face of the storm, he was still calm and calm, standing still, blocking all the might, and the area behind him was a sacred land, which was the safest!

The old man stretched out his hand lightly, flicked it gently, seemed to be very impatient, and shook lightly towards the sky, and the two pseudo-gods spit out a mouthful of blood, which was slapped out of the "Dao", countless traces of the avenue were erased, and the divine light was directly extinguished, revealing his body, and was swept into the sky, and turned into two black dots in an instant.

"Offend me Zixia, the old body is really a little angry. As the old man spoke, he reached out silently, and stretched out his hand, which suddenly extended to the horizon, which was very terrifying.

Far away, the monks who came to see the excitement were at a loss, and they stayed halfway, all of them were shocked and surprised.

They didn't see any shadows, but they saw the two Shinto creatures, like ants, fanned up to the sky, and then, with a big hand, covering the sky and the sun, reached to the edge of the sky, and filled the sky!

"What kind of cultivation is this? How many miles have you flown out, and you stretch it out directly, as if you can hold the sun and the moon in your palm!"

"It's ...... Penetrated the void!" A monk looked at it carefully, he was a left-behind elder of a sect force, and he was very yearning for Shinto, and he escaped into the void, which was the power that only Shinto could have!

This giant palm that filled the sky did not directly probe over, but penetrated the void!

"This is another God! And it seems, a real God!"

As if to verify people's conjectures, the giant hand in the vast sky squeezed, and it seemed to hold something tightly, and then there was a shock, and the sky was directly opened, and the void was shattered! The sky was slowly collapsing, and the dense fog of chaos loomed, and the giant hand was retracted.

Everyone was shocked, a little caught off guard for a while, the current flowed through all the meridians, the body froze, before the reverse killing of the gods, and now there is a god directly, looking like that, it seems to wipe out the two false gods with the brilliance of the gods.

"God, where did the god come from, why did you want to make a move, could it be the god of Zixia Cave Heaven?"

People thought a lot for a while, if it was really the god of Zixia Cave Heaven, the Supreme Elder who had great firepower and could kill the Divine Dao, and the few Shinto monks in Feng Shui, and he could make a shocking move, and his strength was endless.

That Zixia Cave Heaven is the most powerful force in the thirty-two places of Feng Shui! She has always liked peace and has always been kind, such a female force, she turned out to be angry, it was so terrifying, it was so powerful!

It's not good, I like Zixia Cave more and more!

The eyeliner left by the sect forces really detected incredible information, and they all had bitter faces, and there was deep helplessness in their hearts.

The difference in strength is too big!

Unless there is also such a Shinto ancestor in his own power......

"Everything is still unknown, you have to witness it to know!" "There are still people who don't give up, and want to get closer and take a look, but there is a dangerous Jedi over there, and there are gods who can break through the void!"

Li Xiaoxiao and Zixia took charge of the sect, and flew all the way along the dilapidated area towards the distance, leaving them far behind.

The monks struggled for a while, and then followed.

The old man withdrew his hand, and with his big hand, he wrote two false gods, and threw them to the ground, and with a bang, another mouthful of blood spurted out, and they sank deep into the ground.

The two pseudo-gods rolled at the bottom of the pit, shouting bitterly, that was the power of the real Great Dao, raging in their bodies, and with their broken Great Dao alone, it could not be eliminated at all, let alone eliminated, so they had to bear it silently and wait for it to disperse on its own.

In an instant, the false god was photographed in the dust

, how ridiculous it is to be high, Meow Jiu saw it very freely, and he didn't feel pitiful, he should say that everything was deserved.

"Ah~ How can there be a living god in this barren countryside!" Finally, the pseudo-god flew out, both of them were men, dressed very gorgeously, with golden jade clothes, embroidered with python dragons, like the clothes of mortal emperors, and their faces were blue and bloody, and they were even more swollen and covered with dust.

Their faces were hideous, they screamed, they couldn't believe it in their hearts, evil was born to the side of the guts, the mana of the waves rolled in, and they performed the magic of killing, and the sky rushed to kill the mang, which was a cone, roaring, as if piercing the space, and killing the old man.

Although the old man was slumped and much shorter than ordinary people, he looked incomparably majestic at this time, and his face did not change when the world collapsed.

Still did not exude the breath of cultivation, I don't know the depth, the old man's skin showed a vicissitudes of bronze gold, the divine cone stabbed, and was directly shocked into powder, dust fell, a magic weapon, just like that.

A huge force sparked from his body, shattering the magic as well.

"Impossible, this can't be!" The two pseudo-gods lost their minds, and one by one the magic weapons were like stars falling, and the energy from the spells was like a thousand waterfalls falling.

The old man didn't take a step, he didn't take a step back, he stood in the void, his indifferent momentum made the two pseudo-gods more and more crazy, the fake is always fake, their false dream of invincibility, met the real Shinto, and was easily broken.

"How can a monk like you appear here, who are you?" the pseudo-god was cloaked, as if he was crazy.

"I'm from the Purple Cave Heaven. The old man's words made them stunned, desperate, and trembling all over their bodies.

"If it weren't for the old body, these children of mine would have died. The old man's voice gradually cooled, materializing the killing intent, the world was cold, as if he had entered the harsh winter weather, and his eyes went straight into the body of the false god.

"No, you can't kill me, you can't kill us, do you know who is behind us? It's an existence that you can never relate to, for you, it's the sky, and a spit can drown you......"

This is a middle-aged man, not handsome and martial, with a hooked nose, femme fatal-like eyes, a strange appearance of yin and yang, messy hair, and has completely lost his mind, the old man's killing machine is too shocking, if the entire Tianyu is shattered and smashed, they can be wiped to pieces!

"Noise~!!" Two rays of light shot out of the old man's eyes, directly invading his brain, and annihilating Zhihai into nothingness, and in an instant, the man's voice stopped, his eyes were dilated, and the corpse fell straight down.

Meow Jiu's mouth is wide open, this is a real murder with eyes!

It's so powerful, it's so domineering, and it's really worthy of a Shinto monk!

The old man's eyes were cast on another pseudo-god, not only his face was swollen, but also his head was swelling, and he had a big bag bulging above his head, and he was suddenly silent, his soul was devastated, his liver and gallbladder were split, and his body was like chaff, and he knelt down busily, and his head rumbled.

The previous posture was completely gone, just a vigorous kowtow like pounding garlic, begging to spare his life.

"Senior, you spare me, spare me! I will never come again, within 100,000 miles of Daluo Mountain Boundary, no, within a million miles, I ...... I'll never set foot again!"

The old man was unmoved, and in the end, the false god with a strong head and horns, with a fierce eye in his eyes, caused a big explosion, blurred himself, sacrificed a cupola, tore open the void, and disappeared in an instant.

In the smoke and dust in the sky, the old man still stretched out his hand, traversing the sky, sweeping away all the smoke and dust, and grabbing the fleeing pseudo-god.

"No~!" This pseudo-god roared the mountains and rivers, and the mountains were shattered by the roar, the divine power surged, and the space was torn apart, and he did his best to control the void magic weapon.

But all the efforts were like mayflies shaking the trees, all of them were ruthlessly crushed.

Boom~ In that distance, the heavens and the earth were in chaos, the void was shaken open, blurred and foggy, as if it was opening the world, whether it was the void magic weapon Chongtiansuo, or the pseudo-god, they all turned into powder, completely dissipated, disappeared, and were very happy!