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Before Lin Yi entered the canyon, he had some expectations. According to the map in his hand, the Houtu Pagoda is completely different from the Xuantian Pagoda in the Xuantian Immortal Realm, and there is no way to know the difference between the two. In addition, the territory of Houtu is full of vitality, but there is a wind in the sky, and I don't know what will happen after I visit the field. When he crossed the canyon, he didn't think much about it, and he was already stunned......

More than ten miles away, lightning and thunder roared, magic weapons flew wildly, and dozens of monks fought together. Among them, more than half of the people who had the advantage were the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect. And the two disciples who fought against it were the two disciples of Dao Qi Sect and Gongliang Sect, although they had a slight advantage, they were not flustered, and they obviously came prepared.

The leader of the Daoqi Gate is a black-skinned old man. While he was busy preparing for the battle, he did not forget to beckon his fellow disciples to form a formation to defend against the enemy. This person is extremely familiar to Lin Yi, it is that ancient work.

This old man has a big fate, he came here early, but his nature is difficult to change, and he has done harmful things!

Lin Yi looked at the side of the Heavenly Dao Gate. Different from the brothers who were fighting around, the man named Wan Lin always hid behind the crowd, with a pair of eyes looking east and west, and a treacherous look on his face. Xu was aware that the situation had changed, and his mouth moved. The two old men not far away understood, and actually led everyone to turn around and run into the distance.

His own style is weak, how can the opponent retreat without a fight? Gu Zuo immediately understood, and hurriedly beckoned the disciples of the two immortal sects to rush after him. But a few people stayed, seeing that the situation was on other precautions.

Lin Yi stroked his green hair, his expression remained unchanged, but he looked around. There were twenty or thirty monks from other immortal sects standing here, and they didn't dare to take a half step forward for fear of causing trouble. And the disciples left behind by the Daoqi Sect and the Gongliang Sect each walked over with a jade slip in their hands, and paid attention to the appearance of everyone present.

At the same time, there was also a tall monk in front of him, also holding a jade slip in his hand.

Seeing this, Lin Yi secretly pursed his lips. It is not necessary to say that these people are disciples of the Daoqi Sect, the Gongliang Sect and the Zhenwu Sect respectively, and nine times out of ten they came for him. Two of them should have learned about the situation in the land of the Nine Servals, so they waited for the appearance of a disciple of the Heavenly Dao Sect, which led to a scuffle.

However, it was really unexpected for the three immortal sects to join forces to deal with themselves! Is it for the great treasure I carry, or because of my humble background? Maybe it's both, and the cause of everything is just that desire is hard to fill!

Secretly sneering, Lin Yi walked forward slowly with his hands. The disciples of the three families couldn't tell the abnormality, so they had to let him go.

Before he could go far, Lin Yi felt that the qi of heaven and earth suddenly sank, and everything around him suddenly froze, making it difficult for people to move their feet. He was stunned and watched attentively.

But in an instant, Lin Zhou's body was light, and the three figures that had just appeared in mid-air had already reached the distance. In the midst of the shock, he looked back, and a figure ran over from the valley mouth of the land of the Nine Servals, and someone excitedly said: "The three masters are here, and the fighting method of the elders of the gods is rare, and it is not to be missed......"

The monks are all human spirits, and they all saw the variables from the battle just now. Tiandaomen and Daoqimen are mortal enemies, and now there is another Gongliang Gate, when the chaos of the Xianmen dispute is difficult to end, in the end, it must be determined by the predecessors of the gods. If you can take the opportunity to open your eyes, it is also an opportunity, maybe you will have some understanding and a small gain, and it will be in vain.

A figure flew by, and Lin thought for a moment and followed. A moment later, he looked into the distance again in surprise as everyone fell.

One or twenty miles away, Gu Zuo's group of people were rapidly retreating, and dozens of people were chasing after them. It was the disciple of the Heavenly Dao Sect who had left before, and it was clear that there was a fellow disciple who responded and took advantage of the situation to counterattack.

Seeing that Gu Zuo and the others were about to suffer, they saw a dragon more than ten zhang long emerge in mid-air, with shining silver armor and a hideous momentum, and rushed towards the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Gate.

In the howling wind, the monstrous murderous aura came to the top, and everyone in the Heavenly Dao Gate was frightened and changed color, and they were busy dodging one by one, but they were shrouded by the supreme power and it was difficult to take half a step back. When it was critical, he shouted out of thin air-

"Wen Baizi, you are an old horseman, you have the courage to bully juniors, do you dare to fight with me Songyun......"

Before the shouts fell, dark clouds suddenly rose, the wind whistled, and a black dragon more than ten zhang long suddenly pounced on the silver Jiao that was in full swing. The black dragon has two horns on its forehead and four legs under its body, and it is violent, and the silver dragon has no horns and no feet, but it is very fierce.

In an instant, the black dragon and the silver giant dragon fought together. It was like heaven and earth colliding, and the roar was deafening. It is like the confrontation between day and night, the battle between yin and yang, and the black and white rays of light suddenly shine throughout. The ensuing fury swept away, instantly forcing the disciples of both sides of the war to retreat one after another.

The onlookers from afar were dumbfounded, and Lin Yi was also secretly moved.

A dragon and a dragon are all transformed by mana, but they are lifelike and amazingly powerful. This is a contest of heaven and earth's elemental power, a contest of cultivation for supernatural powers, and it is definitely not a battle method that can be compared with the Yuanying monks. The battle between the gods and the masters is really extraordinary......

At this moment, the ferocious power rushed away, and the disciples on both sides could not bear it, and they each fell to the ground and fled in panic. However, there were a few more figures in mid-air, it was Wen Baizi and Songyun Sanren, as well as the ram ceremony and Gongliangzan who were watching the battle in the back. They were ten miles away from each other, but they showed their magic to open the battlefield.

Another loud bang of "boom-" shook the heavens and the earth, and the silver Jiao rolled violently and flew backwards, but the black dragon was mad and pressing.

Wen Baizi, who was a hundred feet in the air, did not panic, but waved his big sleeves. The silver Jiao's figure disappeared in a flash, and in an instant, it turned into a sword light and turned back and slashed.

Songyunsan people are a little similar to Wen Baizi, they are both dressed in cloud robes and have gray hair, and they are all high-ranking people. And different from the other party's unwavering expression, there was an arrogant sneer on his clear face, and a palpitating cold light flashed in his eyes.

The situation in the field changed, and the loose clouds snorted disdainfully, and casually moved forward a little. The surging dark clouds suddenly retracted, and the rampant black dragon actually dispersed, and Huo Ran turned into a magic knife several zhang long, with a faint sound of nine rings on it, and the murderous aura was monstrous.

However, in a flash, the swords met, and it was like a thunderbolt descending sharply, and the dazzling light suddenly soared, and the tyrannical momentum swept in all directions. The disciples of both sides present were terrified and hurriedly fled. The monks of more than ten miles away changed their expressions greatly, and one by one they resorted to self-defense means to avoid suffering from the pond fish. Xu was in a trance, as if it had been a long time before the thunder exploded overhead, and everyone was in a panic, but they still couldn't stop their eyes widening.

The magic sword was majestic and aggressive, and the sword light transformed by the silver Jiao changed its defeat and did not give an inch. The two were actually unable to hold each other, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner for a while.

"Hehe! Wen Baizi, compared to back then, you are more ......and more unbearable" Before the sneer started, Songyun Sanren suddenly opened his arms and waved his big sleeves forward.

Seeing this, Wen Baizi's knife-like face looked the same as before, but there was a slight hesitation in his eyes. And he didn't dare to slack off, and raised his hand to make a move.

The black and white rays of light competed, and the momentum of the magic knife and the silver sword was great, but it actually brought the wind and thunder faintly but did not emit, making the two continue to stalemate. At the same time, Songyunsanren was slightly stunned, and Wen Baizi looked solemn. And these two people kept in their hands, constantly blessing their magical powers with mana, just thinking about forcing each other.

Seeing this, the monks who were watching from a distance were amazed, and they all lost their voices and exclaimed—

"It's hard to tell the ...... apart"

"The two seniors are both masters in the late stage of the transformation of gods, and their cultivation is almost ...... difference."

"If the two seniors compete in cultivation, wouldn't it be even worse......"

"The predecessors of the god can't easily fight with people, how can they fight hard......"

"Don't forget, these two are mortal enemies......"

“......”

After the crowd, Lin Yi's eyes were bright, but he was also surprised. When it comes to cultivation, the two are almost the same, and when it comes to the way of killing, the number of loose clouds and scattered people is slightly better. And Wen Baizi is a long-established figure in the Kyushu Xianmen, who is better than being calm and spicy, and is by no means good at being with his generation.

However, the supernatural power blessed by those two masters was not spiritual power, but the power of the immortal yuan from the body.

After a monk has cultivated to become a primordial god, if he wants to improve his cultivation, he can't do without the breath of vitality. In the land of Kyushu, it is difficult to find vitality, and there is only one way to find fairy crystals in the fairyland.

It can be seen that the vitality in the bodies of Songyunsan and Wen Baizi is not easy to come by. Although the previous fighting methods were amazing, they did not do their best. At this time, the two of them used the power of the immortal yuan in their bodies, even if they were not desperate, they would inevitably have to damage their cultivation in the end.

The monks in the late Yuan Infant period still knew how to cherish their strength, but the two predecessors of the gods fought to the death like this......

Thinking of the origin of the feud between the Dao Qi Sect and the Heavenly Dao Gate, Lin Yi couldn't help but secretly sigh and continued to look intently. The two masters were in a stalemate, and the two masters who were watching the battle also moved.

Gongliangzan and Ram Li slowly flew forward, and did not stop until Wen Baizi was near.

Someone had bad intentions, and Songyunsan snorted coldly with disdain. With its magic trick inducing, the magic knife continued to exert its power. Wen Baizi didn't dare to be careless, and dealt with it carefully.

Gong Liangzan glanced at the ram on the side, and the other party bowed his head. He turned to Songyun Sanren and shouted: "Songyun Daoyou, you two stop for the time being, let me say a ......word" With a little use of mana, the words could easily spread out one or twenty miles away, and they could be heard clearly in all directions.

Songyunsan's hands didn't stop, but his face sank, and he scolded: "Gongliang praises you for being a villain, you dare to bully my apprentice grandson, this matter must not be good......"

Gongliang was stunned and asked, "Songyun Daoyou, why is this ......?"

Before Songyunsan could answer, a woman's angry cry came from a distance—

"Gong Liangzan, if you plundered the relics of the dead in the Nine Plains Two Realms Mountain and I bumped into it, you will kill people and kill them. Pity me, a weak woman, and call the earth and the earth not to be spiritual, even if you bring out my family's ancestors, it will be difficult to eliminate your desire to seek wealth and kill your life......"

With the sound of angry reprimands, a lewd old man emerged from the group of disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect, and he actually complained in a woman's voice: "Master, the life of the dust is bitter......

Gongliang praised Namune's expression as always, but his eyes were full of astonishment......