A crane chirped, and the white crane spread its wings, but it was so conspicuous in the same white mang.

The white crane descended and came to the crowd.

On the white crane, a white-haired young man sits. This young man was quite handsome, wearing a white robe, very elegant.

It's just that his eyes are always closed.

"Oh, why am I leaving? The red-nosed old man looked at the white-haired young man and suddenly became interested.

"Then I had to take action to drive my seniors away. The white-haired young man spoke lightly.

"You can't get rid of it. The red-nosed old man shook his head. Picking off the bamboo ring on his head, a divine breath burst into the sky.

The white-haired young man felt this breath, his eyes trembled slightly, and he still didn't open them.

"Sage..... Perhaps, I can't get rid of it. But how can you know what you haven't tried?" the white-haired young man still spoke flatly, and his tone did not fluctuate at all.

In this world, there are only a few people who can stop the old man, but it is definitely not in your ordinary sect. ”

The white-haired young man looked like he had no waves, he just smiled faintly and said softly: "Please leave, otherwise you will have to make a move." ”

"Aren't you really afraid that the old man will destroy the entire Ordinary Sect?" the red-nosed old man frowned and shouted.

"Senpai can kill me. But you can't destroy the Ordinary Sect. There are as many mortals in the world as there are ordinary people. The white-haired young man smiled indifferently and stretched out his arm.

"Please!" the tone of the young man in white carried a hint of undoubtedness. Maybe the next moment, if Chu Cheng and the others don't leave, he will make a move.

"Alas!"

With a sigh, the red-nosed old man shook his head and sighed, as if he remembered the past. Eyes show reminiscences.

It was a long time before the red-nosed old man spoke again.

"You disciples of the Ordinary Sect are still perverts, whether they were in the past or now!"

He is one of the strongest people in the world, and he has met many strong people. But the only thing that made him feel helpless was this ordinary sect.

The red-nosed old man sighed again and pulled out a black token from his bosom.

"The old man has an ancestral token, do you want to drive us away?"

The white-haired young man took the token and opened his eyes slightly. He smiled lightly and said, "You are guests from afar, so naturally you can stay." ”

"You look a lot like someone. The red-nosed old man suddenly said, "I don't know who Li Wangsheng is?"

The face of the white-haired young man is full of angular coldness. It was this coldness that made the old man vaguely see the shadow of someone.

"It's my father. The white-haired young man raised the corners of his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly, revealing a hint of a smile.

When the red-nosed old man saw this smile, his eyes suddenly froze, and he was stunned for a while.

After a long time, he came back to his senses and said with a smile: "It turns out that you are the son of the pervert! Haha, only a pervert can give birth to a pervert." ”

The white-haired young man smiled faintly and did not speak.

"What's your name?" asked the red-nosed old man again.

"There is no name under it. ”

"No name?" the red-nosed old man was stunned.

"Two hundred years ago, my father left me when I was born and left no name. ”

"You can take one yourself. The red-nosed old man said.

The white-haired youth smiled without saying a word, just shook his head.

"Where has he gone?" asked the red-nosed old man again.

The white-haired young man shook his head, pointed to the void, and said, "Heavenly Road!"

"Did that kid still step into that path after all..... But on that road, how many Tianjiao were buried, and how many people turned into bones on that road. The red-nosed old man sighed again. "His path is really hard to follow. Maybe this is the only way to win the avenue!"

The conversation between the two was heard clearly by Chu Cheng and the others.

The white-haired man in front of him has an extraordinary temperament, and his every move exudes a unique temperament.

"That's the kind of temperament I want. Chu Cheng sighed on the side.

But Gu Liusan was in shock.

This white-haired man is only more than two hundred years old, but he has reached the early stage of incarnation, what a heavenly posture.

"Why did the seniors come here this time?" the white-haired young man finally began to ask.

"Come and understand the artistic conception. The red-nosed old man said.

The white-haired young man closed his eyes and looked towards Gu Liusan.

"The seniors have ancestral orders, and the younger generations dare not obey. The white-haired young man spoke softly and asked, "I wonder if these three people are on the same page, or is it one person?"

The three of them naturally mean that the white-haired young man has to fight the three of them alone.

Gu Liu's three people's faces changed, this young man is only in the early stage of the transformation of gods, the three of them are all in the middle stage, and the three of them are together, I am afraid that they will be directly crushed.

"Fellow Daoist, you are too arrogant to say this. Shanon was furious.

is also in the realm of transforming gods, but is despised by the other party. No one can tolerate this.

"Four! And the kid. The red-nosed old man glanced at Chu Cheng and said, "The three of them go first." ”

The white-haired young man nodded lightly and said, "Then let them come over." ”

"There are a lot of people here, so let's go out. If it affects the disciples of this sect, I am afraid that there will be countless deaths and injuries. The slave spoke.

"Not necessarily. The young monk still had his eyes closed, and said lightly.

"That's good! The spell has no eyes, don't blame us if it hurts people when the time comes!" "Shanon sneered and was the first to strike.

All around him, surrounded by brown earthy air, stretched for ten miles.

At the same time, Gu Liu's Fire Domain and Nu Jiao Niang's Wood Domain appeared at the same time, suppressing the white-haired youth!

In an instant, this heaven and earth were dyed in three colors!

The white-haired young man was pulled closer to the three realms in an instant.

"Battle Heaven Technique!"

Shanon let out a loud shout, hanging in the air, pinching the trick with one hand, and a hazy black hole appeared below him.

Not only him, but also Gu Liu and Nu Jianniang.

The three of them joined forces to exert the current extreme of Zhan Tianjue. A hazy world suddenly appeared in these three realms.

"This is the Void Realm!" Chu Cheng's eyes flickered.

In the void realm, three dragon groans sounded, and then three divine dragons were born.

Blue, yellow, red. Three colors, representing three rules.

"This white-haired man is going to be defeated. Chu Cheng shook his head.

"Don't rush, take your time. The red-nosed old man appeared behind him, put a hand on Chu Cheng's shoulder, and said again: "You can't bear his artistic conception." Let the old man bear part of it for you. ”

As soon as the Void came out, it was almost invincible under the Holy Void.

The white-haired young man still had a calm face in the face of these three imposing dragons.

"Alas......."

Suddenly, between heaven and earth, a sigh sounded.

"You're going in the wrong direction. ”

The words fall, and the wind rises.

Suddenly there was a soft sound in the hall.

This is the sound of the sword.......

In the realm, within the void realm, there were suddenly grass trees, like a spring breeze, green spring everywhere.

"My first artistic conception is sword intent. ”

The silence is closed, and the wind stops.

The light roar suddenly stopped, and the dragon's groan was silent.

In just a breath, the wind began to rise again.

In the domain, the spring color was all over the ground, whirring and moving, and the heaven and earth were also shaking in these spring colors, and there were earth-shattering intents!

"Zheng!"

The sound of the sword sounded again.

Listen closely, this sword sound. It's not from the grass, it's not from the sharp weapons.

It's out of the heart.

"My sword intent comes out of the grass and trees, and even more so out of the hearts of people. ”