This cool breath is emitted by the Innate Spirit Treasure Twelve Rank Salvation White Lotus Automatic Protector. Twelve products save the world Qinglian connotation of the way of creation. It is easy to protect the mind and restrain the evil spirits. If the Sect Master didn't get this treasure, it was unknown whether he would be able to survive today's catastrophe.

The sect leader left a trace of the primordial spirit in his martial arts will clone in advance, always paying attention to his own state, and when the most evil thoughts appeared, he immediately controlled the martial arts will to suppress the evil thoughts, so that his own self could return and advance to the quasi-saint.

If the evil thoughts do not come out, he will be killed, or if he has just suppressed the evil thoughts, and the time when the sect leader returns to the self is killed, the sect leader will definitely be tragically drained and refined. However, martial artists, that's it, as long as they have the opportunity, they will give it a try.

But when the sect leader was completely controlled by evil thoughts, the primordial spirit in the martial arts will clone was also affected and fell into a state of confusion. After all, it was the negligence of the sect leader, who did not completely cut off the connection between this silk primordial god and the main primordial god, and the evil thoughts affected this silk primordial god, if it was not for the existence of the martial arts will, this silk primordial god would control the doppelganger and go crazy together.

The sect leader thinks that there is an existence of martial arts aspirations, and evil thoughts should not be able to invade. In this way, the sect leader no longer has to spend time repairing the primordial gods, but after all, he has not done his job. This is the reason why it is difficult for the monks to practice, everything is to cross the river by feeling the stones.

If it weren't for the Twelve Rank Salvation White Lotus Automatic Protector, the recovery of the sect leader's silk spirit would require the Martial Dao Zhi to wash for a period of time, but at that time, whether the sect leader was dead or alive was two words. No wonder the Honghuang monks were so keen on spiritual treasures. One is that the spirit treasure is infinitely useful, and the other is that the spirit treasure can suppress luck. Luck is magical. It can make the power flourish, it can help the monks to practice, it can give the monks opportunities, and so on.

The sect leader advanced to the quasi-saint, and after years of penance, it finally came to fruition, and a long howl shook the heavens and the earth, and the colossal momentum expanded wildly with the sect leader as the center, and Ao Jiong's imprisonment was shattered in an instant. The monks around the sect leader were also blasted upside down, and even Ao Jiong took dozens of steps back before he paused.

The sect master's cultivation was all his own step-by-step asceticism, and it was not comparable to Ao Jiong's advanced quasi-saint with the help of merit and huge luck. In addition, the sect leader's martial arts cultivation method is the dual cultivation of the physical body and the primordial spirit, coupled with the unique combat method, the invincibility of the same level is not nonsense.

After the sect leader reined in his momentum, he did not continue to move, nor did he pay attention to Ao Jiong and the group of Da Luo Jinxian monks, they were no longer worthy of being the sect leader's opponents. Instead, he stared at the void in the east.

"Xuanzhen Daoist, so daring, no one in the dragon clan who deceived me?" Before the ancestral dragon arrived, the rolling voice came first. Then the ancestral dragon appeared out of thin air ten steps in front of the sect leader.

The moment the sect leader broke free, Zu Long could no longer remain indifferent, and directly used his great mana to tear the space apart. Zu Long also remembered who the sect leader was at this moment. However, with Zu Long's pride, he didn't think that the Sect Master could be his opponent. Zu Long is a strong man who has come out of the Fierce Beast Tribulation, and his cultivation method is also his own understanding, so his strength should not be underestimated.

"The dragon clan is so angry, Ancestral Dragon, do you dare to fight me outside the world?" the sect leader shouted. Since Zu Long said so, the sect leader would not be polite. The reason why he went to the outer world to fight was a battle between the quasi-saints, which would definitely cause serious damage to this desolate land. After that, the sect leader ignored the ancestral dragon and flew directly out of the sky, and when he left, the sect leader did not forget to put the fake purple light couple in his sleeve to prevent accidents. Of course, the sect leader will not be in his sleeve, it is just a trick, after all, the purple light couple is transformed by the three-grade white lotus, and if they are put into the mustard seed space in their sleeves, no one will find out.

The sect leader suddenly paused, and continued to fly out of the sky. Zu Long chased after him with an ugly face. Zu Long wanted to save face in front of the Honghuang monk, how could he let the sect leader fly into the sky, Zu Long made a move to put a ban on the front road of the sect leader, but the sect leader instantly broke the ban and rushed to the sky. Zu Long once again lost the face of the dragon clan, and he was annoyed. But Zu Long also put away a little contempt. And then flew out of the sky.

When the two of them arrived outside the world, they didn't talk nonsense, they already had a deep hatred like the sea, how could they be polite. The two of them started to fight directly, and the two sides also had a tacit understanding, and neither used Lingbao. The sect leader is his own martial arts, and Zu Long thinks that the sect leader has no spirit treasure, and with the pride of the ancestral dragon, he will not pull down his face and use the magic weapon, plus the dragon clan's cultivation also has the effect of refining the body, and the ancestral dragon wants to use the most face-saving method to kill the sect leader.

Zu Long's self-asserted identity and quasi-saint late stage cultivation were unwilling to make the first move, and the sect leader was not hypocritical, and rushed towards Zu Long with an arrow. The ancestral dragon was also unambiguous, and directly fought with the sect leader's physical body.

At first, it was only Zulong who could easily deal with it, but he couldn't help the sect leader, and every attack was like hitting cotton, which made Zulong extremely depressed. After hundreds of moves, the sect leader adapted to the power of the quasi-saint realm. The ancestral dragon slowly began to fall into the downwind. Even so, the ancestral dragon did not change his combat methods, and as an ancestral dragon, he had his own pride.

"Be careful, look at my martial arts ---," the sect leader shouted. The sect leader saw that the ancestral dragon still didn't use the spirit treasure when he was at a disadvantage, but fought hand-to-hand with himself, and couldn't help but glance at the ancestral dragon, so he reminded him.

The main attacker, when the hand is reached, the real hand is sticky, the virtual hand is connected, the intention is to pay attention to the door in the ring jump, showing the image of the full of Kan, with my sinking body quietly, the light strength of the return, at this time the thumb nail root of the virtual hand is according to his own nose, the index finger belly is drawn to the eyebrow tip of the eyebrow, and the eyes chase the god into the use of strength.

In an instant, the ancestral dragon flew out with a move, and the sect leader did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but stood in the void.

Although the ancestral dragon flew out of the trick, he was not injured, after all, Xiu Wei was there, how could he be injured with one blow.

"You're very good, but since you killed my dragon clan elder, just fill it with your life, I'm going to use all my strength. Ancestral Dragon flew back.

A violent quasi-saint late-stage aura erupted from the ancestral dragon's body, and then the majestic power of heaven and earth attacked the sect leader.

"Punch me!" exclaimed Zu Long.

The sect leader is not afraid, although there is the power of heaven and earth to suppress the sect leader, but the sect leader's Tai Chi way is not afraid of oppression. If the sect leader does not enter the quasi-saint, the sect leader will definitely die at this time.

He is strong, he is strong, the breeze blows the hills, he is horizontal, and the bright moon shines on the river.

The violent coercion disappeared suddenly, and the ancestral dragon's fist was already close, and the sect leader directly launched the martial art "Brush".

The main person who brushes the hand, the real hand sticks when the hand is held, the virtual hand is connected, the intention is to pay attention to the entrance of the hole, and the eyebrows of the real eyes show its movement, and the waist and abdomen are loose and three away from the void. With my quiet, the light strength of the return, at this time in response to the other move, follow its movement to the virtual hand to the eyebrows four for the introduction, the finger belly flipped, with the nails to my eyebrows for the take, eyes focused on the direction of picking up to chase God into the use of strength. The slight movement of the strength is also a little lively, and its intention is to move in the shape of the nose, eyes and eyebrows, so the day cremates all things. The introduction is all in one row.

In the face of the sect master's martial arts, the ancestral dragon's attack was of course gone. This time, the sect leader did not keep his hand, but pulled a belt and used his strength to fight. Non-stop attacks, playing with the ancestral dragon between applause.

At this time, the ancestral dragon was like cotton, turning around the sect leader, and he was still unable to stabilize his center of gravity. Constantly endured the double attacks of the sect master, one inside and one outside, no matter how strong the ancestral dragon's defense was, he would eventually start to get injured.