:【】The Taoist monk said: "Once the devouring divine skill comes out, it will be a disaster or a blessing to the people in the world." [Ran^Text^Library] [ ] Sin!

The scribe-like cultivator said, "All forbidden techniques have harms heaven and harmony and are rejected by the rules. ”

"Hmph!" the old woman said coldly, "I don't know if you two are really merciful or falsely merciful. Even if you devour the divine power and bring disaster to the world, can you two help the existence in the mountain gate?"

The enlightened monk and the scribe glanced at each other and smiled bitterly, it is true that the spiritual pressure of that existence is stronger than that of the late stage of the tribulation, and the two of them are definitely not opponents. When there is no danger, they don't mind pretending to be a master, punishing evil and promoting good, and being a good person. But the existence in front of him is too strong, and the two of them will not provoke that existence for the sake of the so-called forbidden art. It's not a nice thing to say, but it's a big reality, and monsters like them don't joke with their lives.

With the power of the small world, Ren Qianxun said in a mighty voice: "Just now, Elder Li Ruoyu played a joke with everyone. We are 100% sure that you will be safe. In a word, Li Ruoyu's mistake was brought over lightly.

Seeing this, He Zhennan cleared his throat and said: "Fellow Daoists, you have also seen the mystery of Elder Li Ruoyu's water, according to the rules of the spiritual world, my South Gate was promoted from the side gate to the small sect today, and since then it has been renamed the South Sect. ”

Before the words fell, the applause was like a tide, resounding thousands of miles and enduring. At this moment, thousands of miles away, an old and majestic voice came out: "Wait! The old man hasn't agreed yet, you have been promoted to a small sect at the south gate." ”

Ren Qianxun stared at everything in the distance, thousands of miles away, he took in everything, flashed a trace of disdain, and stood with his hands in his hands, waiting for the arrival of the voice owner. He had long known that the backers of the three sects of Nanliang, Nanfeng, and Nanhua would make trouble at the promotion ceremony.

But in a moment, a group of people flew from the sky, led by the old man, whose hair was half black and half white, and his skin was half tender and half old, looked at each other, the eyes were white and black, and the fluctuations he sent out were powerful in an instant, languishing in an instant, and the aura of the years around him was also disordered.

Weird! Weird! Ugly!

These three words are the first thing that everyone feels when they see this person. The three old women, scribes, and eminent monks, their faces changed slightly, as if they knew this old man with white and black hair and half white. The few of them seemed to be very jealous of the old man.

The black-robed Ren Qianxun appeared in the sky in an instant, overlooking the land of thousands of miles, looked at the old man condescendingly, and said loudly: "Who's coming, report your name to this seat." ”

The half-black, half-white old man's eyes flashed with a hint of imperceptible jealousy, and he pretended to be bland and said, "The old man is desolate and lonely Li Yuan!"

The black-robed Ren Qianxun, his eyes narrowed, and he smiled: "Old fellow." You have practiced the Time Forbidden Technique, and you have obviously made yourself like this in the prime of life, not a human or a ghost. Your Time Forbidden Technique didn't succeed, but something changed, and you escaped with your life, and your strength increased greatly. But the longevity was greatly reduced, and the qi and blood decayed. ”

The old man's half-black, half-white beard fluttered in the wind, blocking his frightened face, and a turbulent wave set off in his heart, which could not be calmed down. When he was cultivating in his early years, he had an accident, which was well known to everyone in the Southern Wilderness, and it was not a secret. But what he cultivated was a forbidden technique that was forbidden in the spirit realm, and except for a few people, no one knew about it. Moreover, the black-robed man in front of him could also see that he was cultivating the Time Forbidden Technique, and even the subsequent changes, Shou Yuan, and qi and blood problems were all clear. He understood that this plan was not told to him by others, and when he thought about it like this, the black-robed man's eyesight was amazing.

Ren Qianxun said coldly: "Now retreat, this seat will not kill you!"

As soon as these words came out, the heavens and the earth fell into a brief dead silence, and everyone gasped. Is there any mistake, someone actually said such things to the old man in the middle of the tribulation, and the contempt was very exposed. You must know that Li Yuan of the Desolate Sect is a well-known pervert, even if he fights with ordinary people in the late stage of the Tribulation, he will not be left behind. He is the top powerhouse in the Southern Wilderness.

The old man was not angry, and said, "It's been five thousand years, and it's the first time someone has spoken to the old man like this. The old man came this time to kill the cultivator who returned to the void, so that you could be a side door at the south gate. However, the old man has changed his mind now. ”

"Hah, ha, ha! This seat has also changed his mind. Ren Qianxun laughed wildly, his eyes became more and more cold, like a 10,000-year-old glacier, and said lightly: "This seat disdains to bully the weak, and wants to spare your life, but now! Slaughter an old dog with your hands, it doesn't matter." ”

"Anti-Heaven Technique, Piercing the Sky!"

Ren Qianxun whispered, the strands against the sky, lingering around the body, and suddenly a cold light appeared. It was only a small sword, only an inch long tip, and the rest of the sword body and hilt were completely absent. Without the imaginary sound of breaking the air and the roar of ordinary ultimates, it was so fast that the cultivators could no longer perceive it.

Just as he made a move, the aura of death overflowed the old man Li Yuan's body. Li Yuan is also a veteran of a hundred battles, the corners of his mouth whispered, he didn't have time to seal one by one, he divided into eighteen arms, each of them sealed, and in an instant, the eighteen handprints became one, and a breath of time appeared, and the speed of time around him changed.

Li Yuan urged the forbidden technique and changed the speed of time, and the technique of piercing the sky suddenly slowed down a lot. Li Yuan unfolded his footwork and moved simply, trying to dodge the tip of the inch-long sword. After a while, only a stabbing sound was heard, and Li Yuan said in a daze: "How is it possible? I obviously changed the speed of time flow, and the tip of the sword should be ten times slower." How could it be ......"

"The mutated Time Forbidden Technique you cast has indeed slowed down my Piercing Technique by a factor of ten. Ren Qianxun said, chuckling lightly and said, "My Heaven-Piercing Technique, even if it is ten times slower, is not something that can be dodged in the middle of a tribulation. ”

Li Yuan's aura was rapidly declining, if he hadn't used the Time Forbidden Technique to forcibly renew his life, he would have been a dead man at this moment. Li Yuan's pupils gradually dilated, since he was born, there had never been such fear as today in more than 20,000 years. Then again, if he attacks ten times slower, he can't even dodge, so how can he not be afraid?

At the last moment of his life, Li Yuan asked, "Have you reached the limit of your attack speed?"

Ren Qianxun said lightly: "Those who still know the limit have a bit of knowledge." The Piercing Heaven Style is the fastest among the great powers of the spirit realm, but it is still a line away from the extreme. ”

Li Yuan nodded with difficulty, he could no longer maintain his flight, his head tilted, he fell from a high altitude, and before he landed, he lost his breath of life.

Ren Qianxun wore a black robe, rolled with the wind, turned his head to look at the remaining people of the Desolate Sect, and said coldly: "Get out of this seat!"

The icy and shrill sound came into the ears of these people, but it was like the most beautiful fairy music. As if they had been granted amnesty, they panicked and launched the fastest escape and fled into the distance. They didn't want to stay here for a moment, and saving their lives was their only thought.

Ren Qianxun stretched out his left palm, and the power of a small world gushed out, aiming at the few people who flew away, and slapped it in the air. With a bang, the colorful giant palm slapped several people to the ground. A few people in the pit stood up with difficulty, and they didn't know why.

A majestic voice stirred in the heavens and the earth: "This seat let you go, didn't let you fly!"

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