The gray mist was surging, obscuring the sky and exuding a dead aura, but it was quickly absorbed by several old people, and the dead gray eyes were amazing, lacking human mood swings.

The people of the Shangqing faction appeared, and two old Taoist priests greeted them and introduced them into a Taoist temple, such masters are naturally distinguished guests and need to be treated with caution.

Ye Fan watched from the sidelines, without saying a word, and watched them leave. Many people are talking about the fact that the essence of heaven and earth has dried up, and the Western Taoist system gathers mental power to practice through this, which is very advantageous in the era of the end of the Dharma.

"The Qin and Han Immortal Mansions, the home of the Prime Minister of Liang and Tang. One day in the cave, a hundred years in the world. The old people are gone. ”

An old Taoist priest said to himself, see all the Maoshan Mountain, he is long, wearing a purple and gold crown, wearing a gossip robe, which is rare in this era, and obviously lives in the mountains all the year round.

Ye Fan was surprised, there are still masters in this world, this person is definitely not weak, most of them are thousands of years old, and they are an outlier in this world.

"God, is it ...... Qiri Daoist, he is still alive, didn't he sit down more than a hundred years ago, and now he is probably 1,200 years old!"

"This is a Taishan Beidou-level character, a famous supernatural person, and he even appeared!"

The older figures were shocked, while their disciples and disciples were completely stunned, and they didn't dare to speak, and they all stood in the distance.

The big bell roared, the door on the main peak of Maoshan was opened, and when the old Taoist priest learned about it, they all came out to meet this senior master.

The appearance of such figures has pushed this conference to the top, and there is no doubt that it is worth looking forward to.

"The Quanzhen Dao is taught!"

Someone exclaimed, the sound of drums sounded again, and now Taoism Quanzhen occupies half of the country, the north is respected, the natural identity of the Taoist master is extremely long, and there are few people who can compare.

"The cultivators' conference has not been held for many years, and this time it is extraordinary, so many big figures such as Kunlun Sect Master, Qiri Daoist, and Quanzhen Sect Master have come in person. ”

The end of the sky was dyed red by fire clouds, and the phoenix roared to the sky, and the patriarch of the Zhuhuang lineage came, taking the proud daughter of the sky of the clan, and bowed his hair for a while.

Maoshan Mountain, the smoke is rising, the clouds and mist are swirling, the mountain is not high but elegant, the water is not deep but the spirit is beautiful.

The influence of this monastic conference was very great, and a large number of monks came, and there were people living in various Taoist palaces and courtyards, which could hardly accommodate it.

Maoshan in front of the mountain and behind the ridge, between the peaks and valleys, the palace, the view, the hall, the Yu and other and the size of the Taoist building as many as more than 300, can be called a and the scenic spot, but now it is overcrowded.

The tranquility is broken, there is a lot of noise, there are too many people coming in and out, from the cultivators of the wheel sea to the characters at the top of the dragon, there are countless people, from all sects.

Ye Fan seemed to be detached from the world, couldn't hear these noises, stood on a low mountain, and watched those people and things that had nothing to do with him.

The mist is as light as yarn, the sunset is like a picture, colorful, he is motionless like a clay sculpture and wood carving, and he has heard the sound of the Tao in ancient times, and there is a sense of "three thousand miles of flowers and flying to the soil of the ...... in the twelfth layer of Yaochi".

A few days passed, Ye Fan watched the sunrise, admired the colorful clouds at dusk, lived in the Taoist temple, and four days later, the monk assembly finally began.

Sect leaders from all walks of life came, and this grand event was huge, and the masters appeared one after another, which made people look forward to it, and many young people with extraordinary talents also appeared, which made people feel amazing.

Jiuxiao Wanfu Palace, for the palace on the Gui Peak in the Pure Land of Maoshan Mountain, the most magnificent and majestic, after the feathering of the three Mao Zhenjun during the Western Han Dynasty.

In front of this magnificent Dao Palace, there is a very open place, which was opened up for Sanmao Zhenjun back then, and it is guarded by powerful Dao marks and is difficult to damage.

At the monastic conference, the various sects first discussed the problem that everyone is facing now, how to practice in the future when the essence of heaven and earth has dried up?

Everyone expressed their opinions, but there was no real solution, even the ancient great supernatural powers could not solve it, and the world naturally could not eliminate the great trouble.

The dull agenda quickly passed, and the next thing was the focus of attention, and the main reason for attending this event was to watch the masters compete for power.

The so-called monastic conference is a grand event full of competition, and the bloody battle is mainly the duel between the younger generation, and in ancient times the various factions were used to exchange and learn from each other, but now it has evolved into competition.

The strong compete for power, which is higher and which is low, which is weak and which is stronger, and every time it is necessary to divide the superior, and the big competition is becoming more and more fierce year by year, losing the original intention of the ancient rivalry.

Ye Fan sat in the distance, watching quietly, he also came from the secret realm of the Wheel Sea and Dao Palace, and now he looks back and has a different feeling.

"Qiang," "Special,......

The sword light soared into the sky, a palm-long flying scraper cut the sky, and danced vertically and horizontally, Zhan Yifan of Shushan Immortal Sword Gate was invincible, defeating twelve masters of his generation in a row.

"After stepping through that layer of heaven and turning into a dragon in the first realm, it's really unbelievable, I'm afraid that there are few people in the world who can suppress him. Someone sighed.

Zhan Yifan jumped up and left the martial arts arena, under the first battle, no one could hold him, and he advanced all the way, and all parties were optimistic.

On the other side, Long Xiaoque is also soaring, no one can stop him, there is a surging demonic energy, purple blood is permeated, and its powerful combat power is terrifying.

The bow made many female monks' beautiful eyes shine, such a powerful figure is likely to become the first person of the demon clan in Jiangcai, and the world respects her.

The demon clan once predicted that this son is not a thing in the pool, and his head is grand, and he will be able to soar into the sky in the future, even if this heaven and earth cannot be stopped. [

"It's a pity, the Heavenly Demon Body of the Primordial Dragon Cave of Changbai Mountain didn't come, otherwise, who is the weaker and which is stronger, who is the first master of the demon clan has a judgment. ”

"Yes, I don't know why, Changbai didn't send a single person, it is said that he has sealed the mountain, and outsiders are not allowed to set foot in it, I really don't know what happened. ”

When people sighed at the amazing dragon bird, they also mentioned another figure of the demon clan, and they were very sorry that they couldn't see the legendary physique.

"Long Xiaoque's genius lies in his comprehension, his understanding of the Tao is extremely deep, higher than his peers, and the Heavenly Demon Body is not necessarily comparable to him. ”

"Yes, you see what he just performed is a form in the Dragon Sparrow God Slaughter Record, the purple qi is vast, the thunder is moving the sky, it is clear that he has comprehended the true meaning and reached the transformation realm!"

Many people were exclaiming, the dragon in the field was like the revival of the ancient demon god, the skin was bronzed, the black hair was scattered and flying, the majestic posture, the eyes were like cold electricity, and the thirteen masters were fighting together.

Overwhelming the heroes.

The purple energy of the dragon bird was surging, vast in all directions, like a purple sea boiling, flooding the heavens and the earth, drawing one thunderbolt after another, the electric light was dazzling and deafening, and the power was overwhelming, suppressing everyone under the suppression.

Everyone was amazed, he was profound, there are few people in the younger generation of the world, the people of the tribe once said that he has the atmosphere of the first ancestor but unfortunately was born at the wrong time.

Ye Fan watched quietly and nodded secretly, looking at this young demon clan powerhouse is indeed extraordinary, if he was born in Beidou, he might be able to become an amazing character.

The purple qi was mighty, flooding the ten directions, and the thirteen great enemies were all pressed by Long Xiaoque Zhen and he fell from the sky, his hair was pulled out, and his bronze body flashed and Baohui looked very strong.

Many young female disciples of various sects exclaimed in surprise, their eyes shining with astonishment. His strength and strength come from the bones, and the surging demonic aura makes many opponents tremble, which is amazing and shocking

Unique among his peers.

"Brush"

His eyes were very cold, and he looked at Brother Ye in the crowd without concealing his hostility, and whispered, "I want to have a hand with you." ”

Ye Fan shook his head, it was impossible for him to agree, when he was in such a situation, he didn't have anything to do, and he didn't want to drag the genius here.

Long Xiaoque's eyes burst with divine light, which was very amazing, and he stepped forward and shot directly at Ye Fan in the crowd, using all his strength, and the hostility was very strong.

He was majestic and upright, and when he shot with all his strength, the purple blood boiled all over his body, and the blood of the demon god was completely revived, and the sky was cracked, and his eyes were terrifying!

Ye Fan was stunned, and when he saw his momentum, he thought of an old man, the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King, who had a wild nature in them.

Moreover, everything is written on the belly, it will not be disguised, it will go straight to the point, if there is hostility, go straight to the shot.

It's a pity that King Xiaopeng died in the test set by the ancient sage, and died of hatred, and failed to appear in the battle for the throne of the emperor. [

Everyone exclaimed, all dodged, in today's day, even the elders don't have many people who can suppress the dragon sparrow, the purple blood is surging, surging like a raging tide, and only Ye Fan himself is left in this place.

He didn't dodge, he only stretched out an index finger, which instantly enlarged, and pressed down like a golden pillar, instantly dispersing the purple blood qi in the sky.

"Look.

The golden fingers fell, more than a dozen feet long, and shook the dragon bird away, and then pressed above its head, until it approached the dragon bird clan before letting go.

Everyone was shocked, and they didn't know where this master appeared.

Ye Fan preached in the Lingbao Sect and killed the big demon in the primordial dragon cave of Changbai Mountain, but it was not transmitted to the outside world, so most of them didn't know him.

"Do you want to kill me?" he said with his divine thoughts, forcing him to look at everyone in the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow cluster.

"Dao friends are angry, it's not like that, we just want to find out who the person who manifested in the Jiujiang branch of our clan is who is sacred, and we don't want to retaliate. An old demon of the clan explained.

"It has nothing to do with my people, I just want to see how strong you are!" Long Xiaoque also spoke.

Ye Fan swept the sea of several people with a powerful divine thought, and found that what he said was true, although he was a little hostile, he did not have the idea of killing him in a bloody battle.

"In that case, that's it, I'll accompany you on a few moves. He still faced the enemy with a golden finger, like a golden stick that broke through the sky, and with each stroke, the lines flickered, and the heavenly dome rumbled.

The dragon's eyes were blazing, like a beast, opening and closing, exhibiting the mystic techniques of each and the demon to fight against this finger.

Many of the monks present were surprised, almost stupid, what kind of powerful cultivation must this be, could it be the Great Perfection of Dragon Transformation, or have they entered the secret realm of Sendai? Otherwise, how could it be so!

The people of the Great Xia Dragon Bird Clan were very frightened, for fear that Ye Fan would be a killer, but after looking at it for a while, they found that this was actually a guide, this young man was evolving the Demon Clan's Holy Recipe and indirectly passing on the Fa.

When Ye Fan saw Long Xiaoque, he thought of the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King for a while, and couldn't help but use the Ox Battle Holy Method to evolve the Heavenly Demon Slayer Holy Technique, and pointed at random.

"Qiang"

An executioner flew in, Zhan Yifan made a move, and also attacked Ye Fan, flying into the sky with a mouthful, slashing through the clouds.

At the same time, the beautiful eyes of the Phoenix Heavenly Maiden were brilliant, dazzling the world, and she also rushed to the top, robbing the sky and burning the mysterious strong man in front of him who was as immobile as a mountain.

And the next moment, Kunlun Pisces also shot, there is a fish to escape out of the dust, to show Xuangong, Yan Xiaoyu is as light as a fairy, peerless and captivating, and the method is controlled.

Ye Fan naturally had to be merciful and treat everyone equally, he fed Zhan Yifan with the sword intent of the red pine nut, and evolved the magic technique of Yaochi to reach Kunlun Pisces.

Everyone was stunned, what kind of person is this, one person who has resisted the attack of the five top masters of the younger generation!

Especially the younger generation, all of them were shocked, they couldn't believe all this, it was like a myth.

Ye Fan suppressed his cultivation in the ninth heaven of the dragon, but in the eyes of everyone, he was still majestic and too shocking.

"Boom"

Suddenly, at this moment, several people from the Western Dao System made a move, each holding a scroll, unfolding it vigorously, and sealing it towards Ye Fan.

It turned out to be several forbidden weapons, containing great mana, and each picture contained an ancient spell with devastating power.

Forbidden weapons, can only be used a few times, and if it is particularly powerful, it will self-destruct once, obviously these pictures are the latter, and the sea of law is surging.

Ye Fan's eyes were indifferent, he suppressed the realm in the ninth day of the dragon Chongtian just to see if these people dared to kill him, and at this time he shot mercilessly.

A golden slap directly smashed a forbidden ancient map, and then slapped an old Western powerhouse behind the picture into meat.

"Poof"

Then, with a flip of his hand, he smashed another forbidden weapon, and the palm finger like a golden grinding disc passed by, and another powerful inheritor of the Western Dao system was also slapped into pulp.

Everyone was stunned!

"Come to Middle-earth to kill me, you are not afraid to be hungry, dare to go wild here, I will go to the West for a trip!" Ye Fan said indifferently.

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