"The director of the seventh branch of the Xuantian Department has come here to see the Daoist of the Heavenly Supervisor and the Master of Nanshan Temple. ”

It was a calm and steady voice, but it was also slightly majestic.

The sound was not loud, but it penetrated inside and outside the Taoist temple, as if it sounded in everyone's ears.

The head of the Seventh Division, his voice condensed mana.

The mana is strong, and the voice is condensed.

The face of the Cloud Trail Daoist changed slightly, and then he also showed a solemn expression.

The person in charge of the seventh branch of the Xuantian Department is no less Taoist than him.

Baixiang City raised troops to rebel, called itself the New Dynasty, and then recruited cultivators from all over the world, founded the Xuantian Department, observed the celestial phenomena, calculated the terrain, and calculated the national fortune, and used the merit of human luck to gain their own cultivation.

In this short period of time, there is such a figure in the so-called Xuantian Ministry?

This person called himself the seventh branch of the Xuantian Division, didn't it mean that before him, there were at least six others, not inferior to this person, or even better than this person.

"The climate of the Xuantian Department of the New Dynasty is more amazing than Poor Dao thinks, I am afraid that the national teacher has recently strictly guarded Nanshan Temple, but he has also ignored the expansion of the Xuantian Department. ”

Yun Ji Dao was secretly horrified in his heart, he had served in Si Tian Jian for many years, and he knew that Si Tian Jian had an extraordinary background, so he was quite contemptuous of the Xuantian Department of the new dynasty that had just become a new dynasty...... Now Fang is awakening, the Xuantian Department of the New Dynasty, the speed of its expansion, far beyond Si Tianjian's estimate.

If it is left unchecked, it will inevitably become a real confidant of Si Tianjian.

Just as the face of the Cloud Trail Dao person changed.

Seeing the gray-robed old man in the Xuantian Department, his face was suddenly surprised.

He is the volcano commander of the Xuantian Ministry, and the person who comes is the head of the seventh branch of the Xuantian Ministry, and the Tao walks above him and his status is above him.

The person in charge of the seventh branch of the Xuantian Department is here at this moment, and he is naturally the one who is doing it.

"Finally someone came to the rescue. ”

The gray-robed old man let out a long breath, and his heart suddenly looked forward to it.

But when he saw Si Tianjian's Cloud Trace Daoist, his heart sank slightly.

This Cloud Trace Daoist is not necessarily inferior to the head of the seventh branch of the Xuantian Division.

Moreover, among the Taoist temples, the really unfathomable is the young man who is in retreat in the backyard.

The gray-robed old man suddenly felt a little desperate in his heart.

And Mingding was tied up in a ball, with a bitter face and no response.

The three brothers of Zongping were also quite speechless, this small Taoist temple, although the incense was prosperous in the past, but they were all pilgrims and believers, ordinary people who asked for signs to solve their doubts.

And now, they are all famous big names.

Those who are the lowest in the path are also at the level of the master.

The Venerable Master who cultivated into the Yin God, in the eyes of the three of them, was an unattainable figure, with profound and unfathomable skills, and he was a master of the level of the ancestor, and even his own teacher did not reach that level.

Now in this small Taoist temple, there is a gathering of wind and clouds.

The three brothers and sisters were very complicated in their hearts, I don't know if it was fear or a bit of honor.

The Yunji Daoist looked solemn, and he had already drawn his sword out of its sheath.

And the person in charge of the seventh branch of the Xuantian Department has also set foot in the Taoist temple.

This is a middle-aged man, dressed in a black robe, with his hands behind his back, with a cold expression, facing the Cloud Trace Daoist of Si Tianjian, he is not afraid.

He glanced at the gray-robed old man, revealing a little disdain, his eyes fell on the body of the Cloud Trace Daoist again, and he said: "Si Tianjian and Nanshan Temple are both places that the Great Zhou Imperial Court relies on, but my Xuantian Department is not a soft persimmon...... The volcano order of my Xuantian Department is not something that can be slaughtered by anyone. ”

The Cloud Trace Daoist said slowly: "In the eyes of the poor Dao, you are all thieves, and they all want to subdue the law, don't say that it is just a volcano order, even you, the person in charge of the seventh branch, can't escape the fate of being slaughtered by the sword of the poor Dao law." ”

The head of the seventh branch sneered: "It is worthy of being the Taoist of Si Tianjian, and it is indeed not small. ”

He swept his gaze, but saw the monk who was also tied to the side, his eyes were slightly condensed, and countless thoughts suddenly appeared in his heart.

He knew that the volcano order of the Xuantian Department was trapped here, and the monk of Si Tianjian Yunji Dao and the monk Mingding of Nanshan Temple had come here successively, and now the safety of the volcano order was unknown, he thought about it, and relied on his own cultivation to be no less than that of Yunji Dao and Mingding monk, and he came.

Unexpectedly, the Taoist of Si Tianjian would tie up the monks of Nanshan Temple.

Although Si Tianjian and Nanshan Temple were not in harmony and secretly fought with each other, after all, they were both under the Great Zhou court, but they did not really have any conflicts.

But now the Taoist of Si Tianjian has started here.

So in Si Tianjian and Nanshan Temple, did they also tear face?

Will the Xuantian Department benefit from this?

Countless thoughts flashed through the hearts of the directors of the seventh division.

But these thoughts also passed in an instant and pressed on the bottom of my heart.

With a solemn expression, he took out a round of magic seals and hovered in front of him.

"The people of Yunji Dao, who have heard of the great name for a long time, are finally able to understand it today. ”

The eyes of the head of the seventh division showed a scorching battle intent.

The Cloud Trace Daoist also looked very dignified, and he suddenly found that the Dao of the black-robed middle-aged man in front of him might be a line higher than himself...... Although the other party is not a yang god, this person's use of the yin god reveals a vague sense of real people's majesty.

However, this is also expected by the people of the Cloud Trace Dao, if the other party is not better than his own certainty, how can he come to the Taoist Temple to save people in his hands?

It's just that he was born in the Taoist sect and has been in Si Tianjian for many years, so he is not necessarily inferior to the other party.

At the moment, the two of them clashed and entangled.

The sword aura is clear, like thousands of sharp needles.

The law seal rotates, like a sword.

The two were entangled in qi and machine, trying to find each other's flaws, but although there were high and low levels of Taoism, the gap in fighting methods was not very obvious, and for a while, it was also a stalemate.

However, everyone in the Taoist temple was suffering.

The three brothers of Zongping each found a place to hide, one behind the stone pillar, one behind the wall, and one put down the offering table and hid behind the table.

It's just that despite this, the sword qi and sword light seemed to be everywhere, as if it had penetrated the obstacle and acted on itself.

Especially the Zong Xiang, who was hiding behind the offering table, felt as if he had been subjected to Ling Chi, as if there were countless needles piercing all over his body, and there seemed to be many blades cutting the flesh and skin of his body.

Although the offering table was not damaged, it was like nothingness, and it could not resist the fierceness of Sen Ran's sword qi and magic seal at all.

Zong Xiang's heart trembled, and he continued to use his true qi, traveling all over his body, traveling all over his limbs and hundreds of remains, eliminating the influence, but it didn't have much effect.

And the gray-robed old man and the monk Mingding were all forbidden and tied there, and they were affected by Yu Wei at the moment, which was the most desolate...... Although he didn't directly ask for his life, but under the aftermath of the confrontation between the two, he looked unspeakably painful, even though his cultivation was not low, but his face was pale and sweat was like rain.

However, the little Taoist who followed the Yunji Daoist brought up his mana, protected himself, and retreated in the direction of the backyard, he was not restrained, and his Taoism was barely acceptable, so he was the least oppressed.

"This person in charge of the seventh branch of the Xuantian Department is not inferior to Uncle Yunji?"

The little Taoist priest was awe-inspiring in his heart, and he was hesitating whether to ask Su Shenjun, who was in retreat in the backyard, to make a move.

However, at this moment, a rainbow light passed by in an instant.

——

Yun Ji's expression was solemn.

The Lord of the Seventh Division is murderous.

The two of them were entangled with each other, like swords striking each other, becoming more and more intense.

Comparatively speaking, the main path of the seventh division is slightly higher, and at this moment, the key to the strength of the competition is to show its advantage.

His eyes lit up, and he seemed to have found an opportunity to make a move.

However, at this moment, a rainbow light came in an instant, cutting into the middle of the confrontation between the two, cutting off the entanglement of the two people's qi.

Yun Ji snorted, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

The master of the seventh division only felt that his heart was stagnant, his qi and blood surged, and even the back of his head suddenly ached, and his eyes darkened.

"These Three Realms and Six Dao Immortals have knocked down the Law Seal, and they haven't used it for a long time. ”

There was a young man's voice, full of emotion.

When the Lord of the Seventh Division heard this, somehow his heart suddenly became threwd, and he fell forward.

The field was entangled, and the aura of the two parties that overflowed from the aftermath suddenly disappeared.

Everyone looked at each other.

The gray-robed old man and the monk Mingding were both panting, feeling the aftermath of the catastrophe, and they looked forward, even more stunned.

The three brothers of Master Zongping all hesitated for a moment, and they all headed towards the source of the battle.

The little Taoist priest was even more stunned.

A rainbow light passed by him.

This rainbow light cut into the qi of Uncle Yunji and the Lord of the Seventh Division, and along the trajectory, it blinked behind the Lord of the Seventh Division.

And then no one could see what was happening.

And the lord of the seventh division fell to the ground.

And Hongguang finally manifested his original body, and it was the masked boy.

The famous Su Shenjun.

At this moment, in his hand, he was carrying a long black square, like masonry.

"What's going on?"

Su Ting carried the bricks, looked at the clouds, was slightly stunned, and asked, "It's so good, why is there another food delivery?"

As the previous Yunji Daoist who delivered food, he wiped the bloodshot from the corner of his mouth and said respectfully: "This person is the person in charge of the seventh branch of the Xuantian Division, and he should have come for the Volcano Order, and he is not under the master and nephew......

After a pause, the Cloud Trail Daoist added, "There may be a lot of things that this person is carrying. ”

Su Ting's eyes suddenly lit up, and he beckoned to the little Taoist priest: "Come and collect his body...... No, he's not dead yet, so tie him up first. ”

When the little Taoist saw Su Ting's move, he directly knocked the opponent who was on a par with Uncle Yunji to the ground, and his heart was inexplicably shocked, and he didn't dare to disobey, so he hurriedly stepped forward.

Su Ting looked at the Cloud Trace Daoist, touched his chin, and said, "You said that the Xuantian Department broke a volcano order here, and the Lord of the Seventh Division was here, and we didn't kill them, the Xuantian Department knew that they were not dead, but they were just trapped here, will anyone come to the rescue?"

Yun Ji Dao's heart jumped, and he hesitated: "What does Uncle Shi mean?"

Su Ting pondered: "This guy is a small fish, it is a small dish, so will you catch a big fish and add a good dish later?"