Chapter 28 Taixuanmen Little Uncle

In the great wilderness, there is a cliff called the ancient god cliff, which is said to be the place where the ancient gods sit here to comprehend the heaven and the earth.

The Ancient God Cliff is an absolute forbidden place in the Great Wilderness, and no demon beast can get close to half a step. Even the thirteen generals of the wilderness, the Thirteen Beast Kings, can't rush in without a summons, otherwise, there will be no forgiveness for killing!

There is a wooden house on the cliff of the ancient gods, standing alone in the wind. The door of the hut was empty, and looking through the open window, it was empty.

A fresh breeze blew, and a man appeared in the open space in front of the wooden house. This is a middle-aged man dressed as a scholar, with a green scarf and hair, a Confucian robe, cloth shoes, and a very ordinary dress, but he was born with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a crown like jade, and an extraordinary temperament.

He stood there, merging with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, as if he would escape into the void at any moment. He looked at the hidden door and hesitated for a long time before taking a step.

This step seemed to consume a lot of his energy, and a thin layer of sweat secreted from his smooth forehead.

The heaven and earth on the cliff shook, as if something had been broken, and the next moment, a fresh breeze came.

The middle-aged scholar frowned slightly, as if he didn't like the breeze, he raised his hand to block it, but suddenly realized where he was, so he had to stop, shook his head and smiled bitterly, took a step back, and fell back to his original position.

One step apart, it seems like two worlds. He retreated to his original position, and the breeze vanished.

"I have to admit that your attainments in the formation are indeed very high, the highest among the people I have ever seen. The middle-aged scholar stood there and said to the wooden house.

There was no one in the cabin, so naturally no one talked to him.

"But this 'Seven Heavens' magic circle, I can crack it. The middle-aged scholar didn't mind that no one was talking to him at all, he seemed to be talking to himself, and nodded slightly after saying this, as if he was sure of his own statement.

"Fart!" This time, unexpectedly, a woman's cold snort came from the wooden house, which seemed to be very disdainful of the middle-aged scholar's words.

Receiving a response, the middle-aged scholar smiled instead of anger, and said confidently: "If you don't interfere with me, I'm ten percent sure." ”

"You're going to die!" the voice in the wooden house was still like gold, but the killing intent was a little stronger.

The middle-aged scholar thought for a moment, but shook his head and said, "It's possible that you don't have to die." ”

"I'll kill you!" The voice in the wooden house was a little colder, and the killing intent was even stronger, as if affected by this sound, the air around it became solemn.

"Even if you make a move, I may not die. The middle-aged scholar smiled slightly, seemingly completely unaffected by the killing intent.

"I haven't seen you for three hundred years, I can't imagine that you are becoming more and more arrogant, human nature is like this. There was a very disdainful snort from the cabin.

The middle-aged scholar pursed his lips and shook his head, his eyes fell on the gap in the hidden door, he seemed to have no focus, and seemed to be staring at someone, "It's not that I'm arrogant, but you're old and weak, and I'm stronger than before." ”

"Hahaha...... Hahaha"

In the wooden house, there was a burst of laughter, and the laughter was full of invincibility, with a sense of prestige that looked down on the world, and a little anger.

The middle-aged scholar stood quietly, letting some maniacal laughter fill his ears, he raised his head slightly, looking into the distance, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, the laughter stopped, and a strong killing intent emanated from the wooden house, turning into substance, turning into a sharp sword in the air, and slashing at the middle-aged scholar who seemed to be in a daze.

The middle-aged scholar smiled slightly, flicked his sleeves, and a wisp of breeze brought up, sweeping the sharp sword that slashed, and the sword was like ice and water, quietly dissipating.

"It is worthy of being the little uncle of Taixuanmen, in just three hundred years, he has broken through a small realm, the sword cultivation in the middle of the Yuan Infant is comparable to the god transformation period, no wonder you can avoid the ears and eyes of my thirteen generals and sneak in here. Although it was a word of praise, the voices of the people in the wooden house were very flat, and it seemed that the strength of the middle-aged scholar was not in her eyes at all.

The middle-aged scholar did not have any dissatisfaction with this, because he knew that the people in the wooden house were called "Waste". He has lived for many years, his cultivation is very high, and his strength is very strong. Thousands of years ago, Huang was already at the peak of the late stage of the transformation of gods, and he was only one step away from flying to the Qiankun realm.

At that time, the desolation was vicious and ruthless, and he wanted to find the remnants of the ancient gods before he ascended, and brought them to the Qiankun realm to seek the method of resurrection. So he went on a killing spree in the entire cultivation realm, opening the curtain of the dark age.

At that time, in the cultivation realm, eight masters of the Transformation God Stage stood up and united to intercept and kill the wilderness. Deserted with one enemy and eight enemies, the world is shocked. In that battle, the mountains and rivers were almost shattered, and the sky and the earth were torn apart.

In the end, Huang was seriously injured and fled, and his cultivation fell, hiding in the great wilderness to recuperate. Those eight god-transforming stage seniors were also three dead and five seriously injured, and those who survived could hardly survive in this life.

"My cultivation is indeed insignificant compared to you at your peak, but it is enough to deal with you now. The middle-aged scholar said lightly.

"If it had been before, you had spoken to me like that, you would have died. The man in the wooden house said coldly.

"Yes, that was before!" the middle-aged scholar smiled faintly, then took a slight step and began to crack the "Seven Heavens" magic circle.

"How can you be sure that I am the weakest at this time?" Araku did not stop the middle-aged scholar from breaking the formation, and his faint voice carried a hint of doubt.

The middle-aged scholar lowered his head, his eyes fell on his feet, he looked very carefully and seriously, completely engrossed, at this time he took another step, stopped and seemed to be resting and adjusting, and said: "There are three small worlds that seal the remnants of the ancient gods, and no one can do it except you, and you forcibly awaken the power of the ancient gods of the remnants of the ancient gods, the consumption is huge, and this is naturally the weakest time for you." ”

"Zhang Zaiye, you are the smartest person I have ever met, much better than those old guys. Araku's voice was still very weak, and this time there was an undisguised killing intent, "However, smart people often don't live long." ”

The middle-aged scholar did not have the slightest fear, shook his head and smiled, and continued to break the formation. The Sevenfold Heavenly Array, mysterious and unpredictable, kills everywhere, consumes his great spirit, so he is unwilling to be distracted to care about the threat of the wilderness.

After a long time, he passed the triple heaven.

At this time, the sleeve of his left hand was broken. Huang didn't make a move, it was the prohibition of the magic circle that cut off his sleeves.

When he passed the Quadruple Heaven, he pointed at the sword, and an incomparably powerful sword intent appeared, cracking all the killing opportunities. And at this time, Araku finally made a move!

A fair-skinned and slender hand poked out of the hidden door, seemingly unremarkable, but where it passed, the space collapsed inch by inch. This slender hand pierced through the void and came to the middle-aged scholar.

The middle-aged scholar raised his right hand very seriously and slapped it forward. There was a crisp sound, and the two palms touched, as if two ordinary fleshy palms accidentally touched.

On the cliff of the ancient gods, in front of the wooden house, there was no violent movement, no destructive power. However, the void between the two palms has long been shattered, and disillusionment has been reborn countless times.

A white light flew out from the center of the middle-aged scholar's eyebrows, piercing into the slender white and crystalline hand at a speed faster than lightning. And two black rays also flew out of the hidden door, and they sank into the shoulders of the middle-aged scholar.

The middle-aged scholar snorted, his face was as pale as paper, as if the blood in his body had been drained away in an instant. He looked at the empty door of the hut and burst out laughing.

Then, his body flickered, and he broke through the last Triple Heaven Formation in a row, pushing the door and entering. At this time, his body was covered in blood, and his long hair, which was tied by a green scarf, was also scattered, and he vomited blood while laughing.

In the wooden house sat cross-legged a young woman, dressed in white and snowy, but with a face like gold paper and a look of pain.

The middle-aged scholar stepped out and came to the young woman, and then lined up with a palm on the young woman's heavenly spirit cover. The young woman sneered and raised her head, revealing a peerless face that absolutely captivated the country and the city, looked at the middle-aged scholar, and then stretched out a finger and pointed at the middle-aged scholar's dantian.

This is the rhythm of the same end!

However, at the last moment, the middle-aged scholar restrained the sword intent, and the young woman also stopped the destructive power at her fingertips.

"Are you scared?" the middle-aged scholar looked at the peerless face of the young woman and suddenly smiled.

"I don't want to die yet, so I triggered the last prohibition on the Ancient God Cliff, the power of the seal, now you and I can't move, as long as your whereabouts are revealed, let alone the beast king, even any little demon beast can easily kill you!"

"I calculated countless times, but I didn't calculate that you would be afraid of death, haha~!" The middle-aged scholar shook his head, and then laughed.