Everyone has their own beliefs, some people advocate strength and will only surrender to the strong, while some people are not afraid of power and only insist on being themselves, for the white-robed old man, his faith is the Poison Dragon Sect, as long as he can make the Divine Sect rise, even if he pays his own life.

Therefore, as long as he does not take a life to achieve an irresistible strength, for the benefit of the Divine Cult, he will not hesitate to fight with it, even if he dies in the hands of the other party, he is willing.

"Give me death!"

The white-robed old man shouted angrily, his face was hideous, like a demon coming out of hell, looking at the life of the person who was about to be swallowed by the poisonous dragon's palm, and there was no reason for a burst of happiness in his heart.

"Boom!"

The golden giant finger rose in the wind, and then fluttered towards the dragon's head, and the aura at the peak of the Passage Realm, like a tide, spread, oppressing Yang Ming and the disciples of the Poisonous Dragon Sect a little breathlessly.

Is this the battle of the Enlightenment Realm?

The huge collision attracted Yang Ming's attention, and he endured the discomfort in his heart, Yang Ming's face showed envy, and then inspired the infinite fighting spirit in his heart.

Someday, I'll get to that too!

The collision at the peak of the Tongqi Realm should not be underestimated, this level, looking at Yunzhou, is the top strength, except for those Shenlong Tongshen Realm powerhouses who do not see the end, they are almost invincible existences, besides, such strength, if you want to establish a sect in the Yunzhou realm, you will at least be divided into second-rate top sects.

One can imagine how powerful the energy of the peak of the Passage Realm is.

In fact, Yang Ming wanted to know who would be better in this confrontation, and he also wanted to see how strong his fellow teacher was.

"Hehe, I'm afraid no one would have thought that there would be such a wonderful battle in this wilderness, and the fuse of this battle is his own ......" While dealing with the disciples of the Poison Dragon Sect, Yang Ming couldn't help but have a wry smile in his heart.

However, having said that, a little master is really right, this cheap master may embarrass herself, but there is absolutely no malice, judging from her actions to protect herself from offending the Poison Dragon Sect, she can indeed be worthy of Lin Tianchong's trust.

"Die!"

In the field, the dragon head condensed by the silver qi of the white-robed old man, with the continuous input of internal force from afar, suddenly soared by three points again, and the illusory shape became solidified, looking from a distance, it seemed like a lifelike silver Jiao, when the momentum of the white-robed old man climbed to a certain extent, the killing intent became stronger.

Seeing that the silver Jiao was about to engulf itself, the golden giant finger came out of the air and clasped the majestic dragon head, just like an adult condescending to hold the head of a three-year-old child.

The moment the golden giant finger collided with the silver dragon head, the white-robed old man's face changed suddenly, and he immediately shouted: "Get out of the way of the old man!"

But taking his life turned a deaf ear to his words, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he shouted lightly: "Broken!"

As the words of killing fell, the offensive of the two was silent for a moment, and under the shocked gaze of Yang Ming and his party, the golden giant finger that held the silver dragon head suddenly rose in momentum, and the strong qi gushed out, and the extremely fierce wind rushed into the silver dragon head, destroying the structure and constantly disintegrating the offensive of the poisonous dragon palm.

"Bang bang bang!"

Under the invasion of that sharp Gang Qi, the Gang Qi of the silver dragon head quickly disintegrated with little resistance, and then in Yang Ming's shocked gaze, the mighty offensive of the white-robed old man shattered violently under this fluttering finger, and finally turned into a trace of silver light scattered.

And at the moment when the silver dragon head burst, a strong energy rushed towards the white-robed old man and slammed into the latter's chest.

"Poof!"

When there was an indescribable pain in his body, how terrible was the attack of the white-robed old man who had just taken his life, and the invincible body that he was proud of was so vulnerable in the face of a substantial attack, it collapsed almost instantly, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spurt out, and the withered old body suddenly became crumbling, and he staggered back more than a dozen steps before he stopped the impact.

"Shhh

Seeing this scene, the disciples of the Poison Dragon Sect couldn't help but take a breath in their hearts, and their morale suddenly plummeted, they didn't expect that the white-robed Tiandu, one of the twelve heavenly capitals, would be so vulnerable and defeated in one round.

"Whew!"

The old man in the white robe stopped his embarrassed body, and looked at it a little uncertainly, the latter's strength was beyond his expectations, and it could only be described as terrifying, according to the guess of the old man in the white robe, it is estimated that it will not be long before he will step into the realm of the gods, and at that time, even if the Five Elements Protector makes a move, he may not be the opponent of this person, unless the two gods in the Divine Sect see the left and right Dharma kings who do not see the head and the tail, or the sect leader directly attacks, otherwise, no one in the Divine Sect is her opponent.

According to his own strength, even if he uses drugs, he is not the opponent of this person, and he can be called the first saint in the world to take a life, which is not touted, and playing drugs in this kind of person is undoubtedly self-defeating.

The old man in the white robe had his brain running at high speed, as an expert in playing drugs, he was rarely suppressed so heavily in front of others, he couldn't fight it, and the poison couldn't be used, if he couldn't retreat in time at this time, it was estimated that after a few rounds, his little life would be explained in the barren mountains and mountains.

Stay in the green mountains and don't be afraid of no firewood!

After a short period of consideration, the idea of retreating suddenly appeared in the mind of the white-robed old man, according to the strength of his side, the chance of wanting to take away the Dragon Infant Fruit from Yang Ming was almost zero, if he didn't retreat in time, not only would he be able to fold here, but even these disciples of the Poisonous Dragon Sect would suffer, knowing that he couldn't do it, this was a fool's thing.

Thinking of this, although the white-robed old man was unwilling, he was helpless, because they underestimated the strength of taking a life, and the sect that ambushed and obtained the Dragon Infant Fruit was a preparatory plan of the Divine Sect, and only after the failure of their mission would this second plan be automatically opened, and taking a life was a mutation factor in their plan.

"Today's events, I have recorded the events of the Poison Dragon Sect, and I will definitely visit my door in the coming day, and step on the valley of life and death where you took your life!"

Seeing that nothing could be done, the white-robed old man gritted his teeth and put down his cruel words, and waved his hand to beckon the disciples of the Poisonous Dragon Sect to retreat, and the yin poison in his eyes could be seen as long as he was not a fool.

Hearing this, taking a life was just a sneering smile on his cheeks, and a faint voice echoed in the ears of the Poison Dragon Sect group.

"Always with you!"