Chapter Twenty-Three: Who Is the Ink White?

Hiss......

The thousands of disciples in the audience were shocked!

The people from the visiting outer sects also squinted and watched, "Liao Tianjue, the head of the Imperial Spirit Pavilion, the Jindan Great Perfection has been cultivated!

When Duanmu Zhenren heard this, his eyes were firmly fixed on Liao Tianjue, as if he was a poisonous snake staring at its prey, revealing a dangerous aura! Now that the old man has entered the realm of enlightenment, why should my Duanmu family still snuggle under your Zijin Gate! Even if you are the Jindan Great Perfection? If you do not enter the Dao, you will always be an ant! Zijin only has Lan Tianlan as a monk in the middle of the Dao, even if the old man is not an opponent, but do you Lan Tianlan dare to make a move against the old man? Hmph, you Lan Tianlan can't afford the desperate outburst of a Taoist monk!

Thinking of this, the corners of Duanmu Zhenren's mouth smiled slightly. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 The dangerous light in the eyes of info is becoming more and more rampant!

"Hehe, Tianjue's cultivation is becoming more and more exquisite, and the path of enlightenment is just around the corner!" Duanmu Zhenren said with a smile.

Liao Tianjue's finger prints were pinched, and a ring made of aura was perfectly presented. He glanced sideways, glanced at Duanmu Antai who was speaking, stared, and said in a flat tone: "The shallow cultivation of Xiaodao Pi is not enough to worry about, but Duanmu Daoist has now entered the realm of Taoism and has become the top combat power in the Northern Cultivation Realm. I'm afraid it won't be long before Duanmu Daoyou wants to open a mountain and establish a sect and become a generation of grandmasters!"

"Haha...... Daoyou is in vain!" The listener has a heart, and Duanmu heard the clues of this, but he was still happy without scruples. "The Zijin Sect has a thousand-year-old inheritance and a strong heritage, how could the old man give up such a backing! Not to mention that my Duanmu family is also a subsidiary family of Zijin, so I don't want to end up infamous!"

"Hmph, right and wrong, people know by themselves!" Liao Tianjue couldn't help but snort coldly when he looked at this person's face.

"Tianjue Daoist has a lot of words today. Duanmu Antai stared at Liao Tianjue with both eyes, and the corners of his mouth smirked.

At this time, Lan Tianlan's expression flashed, and a voice was transmitted to Liao Tianjue. Liao Tianjue frowned slightly, his eyes revealed a dangerous light, the old thing will let you live a little longer!

"Sect Dabi, start!" Liao Tianjue shouted, and then glanced at Wen Zinuo who was not far away, Wen Zinuo bowed his head slightly, and then quickly pinched the seal with ten fingers.

"Open!"

Airplanes~

Liao Tianjue's condensed ring was suddenly surrounded by a barrier, this barrier was like a layer of water ripples, and the aura of spiritual rhyme flowed on it, which seemed to be extraordinary!

Only a few breaths after the barrier was formed, a figure jumped in like a streamer and landed steadily in the center. A white shirt dances lightly, his long hair flutters like silk, and he moves slowly with a folding fan in his hand!

"In the Lower Purple Gate, Mo Zicong, I have heard that there are many talented people in the Purple Gold Sect, and I am fortunate to come to your sect this time, and I have a deep understanding! I don't know if the Mo Baiyi Taoist friends are here!" Mo Zicong said loudly, and when he said the last sentence, his whole body exploded!

Challenging the brother in white?

This momentum, ten layers of qi training?

Didn't he know that Senior Brother Mo Baiyi had already entered the foundation building? Qi training challenged the foundation building, was this person sick or did I hear it wrong?

Who is Mo Baiyi? The great disciple of the Formation Immortal Pavilion, the genius of the formation, is as famous as Lihai, and the two of them are both known as the Purple and Gold Twin Talents! A tenth-level Qi cultivator wants to challenge the senior brother of the Mo Baiyi? It is really ridiculous!

"Haha, just because you also want to challenge Senior Brother Mo Baiyi? arrogant boy! Let's pass my iron monkey level first!" A figure in the crowd instantly jumped to the opposite of Mo Zicong and stood with him!

Mo Zicong's brows furrowed, and he had some doubts in his heart, he didn't know why! These people's reactions were a little wrong, could it be that they had a grudge against the first challenger? Well, it should be so, otherwise why did this group of people react like this!

Seeing the cultivation of the people, Mo Zicong snorted coldly in his heart.

"I only want to fight with my fellow Daoists in black and white, but since Daoyou has come to power, there is no reason not to fight. Since Daoyou is so confident, let me learn the tricks below!"

"That's exactly what I mean!" The iron monkey's eyes burst with war, and when the words fell, his right hand moved, and a cyan long sword appeared. Then his body moved, and he went straight to Mo Zicong with a howling wind, and the cyan long sword turned into a sword light under his control, and stabbed at Mo Zicong in an instant.

The corners of Mo Zicong's mouth were grinned, and his eyes narrowed slightly. Just let you know what the gap is!

He didn't move, the cyan sword was already in front of him, and it was about to pierce his body. Seeing this, the Iron Monkey was overjoyed! This person is not enough, my Iron Monkey will defeat you with one blow, and dare to threaten to challenge Senior Brother Mo, it is really arrogant!

Seeing this, many Zijin disciples couldn't help but talk about it

"Hey, this person is so unbearable, he can't dodge the iron monkey's spirit sword at such a distance!

"Hmph, it's just ridiculous, I really don't know where this person got his confidence, and he dares to challenge Senior Brother Mo!"

"If I knew this person was like this, I should have gone early, that is, I raised my power and showed my face!"

The iron monkey was about to rein in the strength of the long sword, but Mo Zicong disappeared all of a sudden, and the next moment the iron monkey's eyes widened, and he suddenly stopped, looking stunned, only to see that Mo Zicong had already reached his neck with the long sword in his hand!

How, how is it possible!!

The iron monkey was shocked, he didn't see Mo Zicong's movements at all, as if he appeared in front of him out of thin air. After being shocked, he lowered his head helplessly and said unwillingly: "I lost!"

"Zimen's sword step! This son actually learned this trick!" Fairy Luoxia of the Immortal Gate recognized this move, and couldn't help but show a hint of strangeness.

"Changyun Zhenren, your family is really blessed, this son has learned sword steps at such a young age, he is really a genius, and there are few opponents in the same rank!"

Changyun Zhenren's face was happy, Mo Zicong was the only disciple in the Purple Gate who could master the sword step during the Qi refining period in the past hundred years, and his talent can be seen!" "Sword Heart Dao Brother Liao Zan, there are many geniuses in the cultivation realm, and Zicong's performance is only upstream!"

Mo Baiyi stood quietly behind Yu Tianshui, and he couldn't understand this strange victory of Mo Zicong. "Master, doesn't this person have the method of teleportation?"

Yu Tianshui looked at Mo Zicong with a different color, and said, "This is the sword step of the Purple Gate! The caster needs to condense the sword heart, and achieve the unity of man and sword when facing the enemy to achieve the effect of killing with one blow." This move is a very famous swordsmanship in the entire Northern Cultivation Realm, and before this person can do it, he actually learned this swordsmanship during the Qi refining period, and his talent is even better than yours! In the same level, it is estimated that no one can dodge the killing of this move, no wonder he dares to call the Banzhuji monk. Go ahead, this son is strong, but he is too arrogant. ”

"Yes, Master!" Mo Baiyi said calmly. As soon as the words fell, his body moved, and he had already turned into a streamer and disappeared into the ring.

After Mo Zicong saw this person, his expression became solemn, this person cultivated above the foundation!

"Who are you?" he asked softly, frowning.

"Ink white!"

"What!!You're in ink!!!"

Mo Zicong's eyes widened suddenly, he was in ink white, who was the person who fought against him before?