Wind Spirit Valley, the smug expression of the Pudao Mountain monk who teased Zhang Yu before has long disappeared, and the monks who have cultivated below the Jindan stage are simply impossible for the sword to stand in the air, all of them are lying on the ground and trembling, even Ji Shang has already descended to the ground, although he is still trying to stand, his face is pale, and his hands and feet are shaking slightly.

In the distance, although the old monster of Pushan was still in the air, the beads of sweat on his face were rolling down one by one, and the middle-aged man in the air who exuded bursts of suffocating qi made him frightened and uneasy, and shuddered.

The middle-aged man carried his hands behind his back, his expression was cold, he looked at the world, he was like a fairy king, people did not dare to face it, and even the old monster of Pushan did not look at it directly, that feeling, as if he was an ant, the old monster of Pushan has been crisscrossing the world for hundreds of years, when has he suffered such a shame, but he is deeply sad at the moment, the other party is too powerful, so that he does not even have the momentum to take a step forward.

At this time, he knew that he must have stabbed the hornet's nest, before seeing the appearance of this creature, he reminded him of a divine beast in ancient times - Pixiu, according to ancient records, before ancient times, many mana through the immortal monks, will surrender fierce beasts to be mounts, or guard the mountain gate, and these beasts are subdued, will be loyal to the immortal gate, ruthless to the enemy.

Pixiu, who can change into a human form, is at least the cultivation of the Yuan Infant Period, according to the breath it exudes, just relying on the breath can make himself use the spiritual power of the whole body to barely stand in the air From this point of view, this Pixiu is at least the cultivation above the middle of the Yuan Infant, his heart is getting heavier and heavier, and he gradually despairs, this trip to the Wind Spirit Valley, Pudao Mountain is in danger.

The middle-aged man who was transformed by Pixiu in the air gradually withdrew the suffocating aura on his body, he took a step and came from a high altitude to the place where Zhang Yu and the monk of Fengling Valley were lying, only glanced at it, and pointed out, a pill with a little white light flew out of his hand, and disappeared into the mouth of Ge Ming, who was motionless on the ground, and after a while, Ge Ming, who had no trace of breath, actually moved all over, with a somewhat painful expression on his face.

"Ahh

Ge Ming, who opened his eyes, may still be a little vague in his mind, and his eyes were full of confusion, but he soon came to his senses, looked at the strange middle-aged man in front of him, and glanced around again, his face was full of vigilance and puzzlement.

The middle-aged man saw Ge Ming's appearance, nodded, and said, "Very good, tell me what this is all about." ”

Ge Ming's divine sense probed, his expression was suddenly shocked, the strength of the middle-aged man in front of him was unfathomable, as soon as his divine sense approached, as if he was deep in a quagmire, if he was not suddenly let go, his divine sense might be sucked by the other party, and his divine consciousness was sucked, the light one recuperated for several years, and the heavy one's monastic career was terminated, and even his life was not guaranteed.

"Senior, who are you?" Ge Ming turned his head to look at the pale Pudao Mountain monk in the distance, and asked thoughtfully.

"You can call me Ancestor, say it. The middle-aged man said calmly.

A few bright lights flickered, but several monks from Pudao Mountain in the distance glanced at each other, and their figures flashed, harnessed their flying swords, and scattered and fled into the distance.

"Hmph!" A cold snort sounded, and the middle-aged man didn't look back, but the figures in the distance were like lightning strikes, and they didn't even let out a scream, so they planted a flying sword from the air.

Seeing this, Ge Ming immediately realized that during the period of time he was in a coma, something must have happened, the middle-aged man in front of him should be a friend and not an enemy, he thought that he would definitely die, but in the haze, it seemed that a warm current flowed into the dantian, and after a pain in the meridians of his body, his whole body was filled with aura, and his blood and qi were much more prosperous, and he knew that after using the blood spirit through the body Dafa, Shouyuan would be reduced by at least thirty years, and the blood and qi would not recover within a few years.

With the current blood and qi situation in the body, it should be the result of taking some elixir, and this elixir can only be given by the middle-aged man in front of him who calls himself an ancestor, but he has been in the Wind Spirit Valley for so long, but he has never heard of the ancestor with mana in the world, but when he thinks about it, the Wind Spirit Valley thousands of years ago, it was also a great immortal gate, and there is no shortage of unfathomable ancestors, it may really be a secret method cultivated somewhere, and this time he will only get out of the customs when he feels the crisis of the Wind Spirit Valley.

Thinking of this, he quickly knelt down on his knees and cried: "The disciple is not filial, he has not been able to protect the Wind Spirit Valley, disturbed the retreat of the ancestor, please punish the ancestor heavily!"

The middle-aged man didn't have any expression on his face, and said, "You gave up Shouyuan to use the Blood Spirit Body Penetration Dafa, what kind of people are you who have forced you to such a realm? Even the Mountain Protection Array has been broken." ”

Hearing that the middle-aged man even knew about the Wind Spirit Valley's original Blood Spirit Penetrating Body Dafa, Ge Ming was undoubted, and replied with a cry: "Let the Ancestor know that the current violation of my Wind Spirit Valley is an immortal gate called Pudao Mountain, and the mountain protection array was easily broken because there was a defector in the gate, and he destroyed the formation flag." In the end, Ge Ming hid behind Ji Shang in the distance, and Xi Bai, who had already been frightened, glared fiercely.

"The decline of Fengling Valley is too serious, and there is also a defection!?Pudao Mountain?What kind of immortal gate is this, tell me first?" Hearing this, the middle-aged man first shook his head, and then raised his eyebrows.

"This immortal gate of Pudao Mountain was founded by a Jindan Sanxiu more than two hundred years ago, and the disciples are incompetent, in the past hundred years, I have not given birth to a Jindan monk in Fengling Valley, which will cause today's disaster. ”

"The other Wanjianmen and others, do you know what happened today?, what about your leader?" The middle-aged man's face turned cold, and his dark eyes looked into the sky.

When Ge Ming heard this, he turned his head and looked at it, and saw Zhang Yu walking not far away, he ran to the front, Zhang Yu obviously couldn't live, and said sadly: "The senior brother in charge has sent a message many days ago, but I haven't heard from them for a long time, and now, the senior brother in charge has been killed." ”

"Hey...... Very good, Ten Thousand Swordsmen, these immortal sects in Liuyun Valley must be getting deeper and deeper, and when the time comes, I will go to them and have a look!" The middle-aged man's face changed, and a monstrous aura rose to the sky again.

"I'll only shoot once, and if you can get through, I'll let you all go back. After a long time, he turned his head to look at the old monster of Pushan who was still in the air in the distance, and said coldly.

The old monster of Pushan in mid-air, knowing that it has come to this moment, there is nothing to say, he roared, a strong aura burst out from his body, and at the same time, the golden light on his body flashed, an unpretentious three-legged ancient ding appeared out of thin air, lined up in front of him, and also exuded a strong breath, this breath was even stronger than the breath emitted by the old monster of Pushan, and at the same time, several shields flashing with various lights also appeared behind the three-legged ancient ding, and the old monster of Pushan set up seven or eight defenses on his body at once.

Among these defenses, the three-legged ancient tripod is the reliance of the old monster of Pushan, which he found after hardships from an ancient place, although it is simple and unpretentious, but it is very powerful, and his cultivation can only barely drive, it must be a holy object at the level of magic weapons.

"It's okay to have this tripod to compensate. The middle-aged man was a little surprised when he saw this, and nodded to himself.

After the words fell, he didn't make any moves, and directly stretched out his right hand towards the old monster of Pushan, and his right hand was immediately big, covering the sky and the sun in an instant, and the heaven and earth seemed to have lost the sun and became black, and the old monster of Pushan below was suddenly completely shrouded by this large black shadow.

The old monster of Pushan was cold all over his body, this big hand had not yet been patted, he had already felt a force that could destroy the world and the earth pressing straight towards him, and the bones of his body were already making a sound, and the defensive magic weapons in front of him had begun to deform except for the three-legged tripod, and the others had begun to deform, making a creaking sound, which was a precursor to the rupture, and the quaint three-legged tripod had also changed, and the mixed body emitted wisps of blue light.

The old monster of Pushan gritted his teeth, and stuffed two extremely fishy yellow-brown pills into his mouth, and then roared, and the breath of his body vibrated with it, and immediately rose up, and then his body shook, and these magic weapons that drove his body were already hundreds of feet away, but no matter how he flashed, the huge shadow was still firmly locked in the sky above him.

The old monster of Pushan flashed more than a dozen times, and found that he couldn't escape the shadows, his eyes flashed with cold light, and the few magic weapons in front of him that had been somewhat deformed quickly hit the giant hands in the air, these magic weapons were as fast as lightning, and in a blink of an eye, he was about to meet the giant hands, and then he clenched his fists.

"Boom!", "Boom!",... The magic weapons flying in the air suddenly turned into brilliant clusters of light, and then shot outward, and a dazzling light appeared in the air.

Several loud noises sounded in the sky, and the sound could rumble in the ears for tens or hundreds of miles, and the air currents that exploded and shook formed several towering tornado storms, which swept away towards the giant hands in the air. The old monster of Pushan was quite resolute, and directly detonated these high-grade and high-level incomparably precious magic weapons.

High in the air, the giant hand was not affected by the explosion at all, and was still slowly pressing towards the Pushan old monster, these huge tornadoes collided with the giant hand, swinging a brilliant brilliance, spreading to the surroundings, and the tornado quickly disappeared without a trace.

Seeing this, Pushan Old Monster shrank his pupils, and his left hand quickly struck lightly on the Tianling cover, and suddenly, the golden light emitted by his body was even more dazzling, looking from afar, like a small sun, and then he closed his fists to his chest, throwing it up, and the quaint little ding in front of him rose violently into the sky, becoming bigger and bigger, and soon it was like an optimus giant pillar, exuding wisps of blue light all over his body, and met the giant hand pressed down in the air.

This skyrocketing Xiao Ding castrated like electricity, surrounded by wisps of blue light, like a thunderous blow, but there is still some distance from the giant hand, but stagnant, between the giant hand and Xiao Ding, there are bursts of colorful halos, and the void is distorted, there is a deafening roar, stirring up ripples, spreading to the surroundings, with the pressure of the giant hand, Xiao Ding has changed from the beginning of the big to the gradual smaller.

Below, the old monster of Pushan clenched his fists tightly, his face was red, as if he was about to drip blood, his body was still trembling slightly, as the giant hand pressed down more and more, the golden light on his body was gradually dimming, and finally, when the giant hand was still six zhang away from him, the golden light of the protective body was already dim to the point of invisibility, four zhang, the old monster of Pushan spurted out a mouthful of blood from the sky, two zhang, a soft sound of "snap", the old monster of Pushan turned into a blood mist, the form and spirit were destroyed, and disappeared forever in the world.

As soon as the old monster of Pushan died, Xiaoding had no spiritual support, and immediately shrunk into a half-meter-high quaint Xiaoding, which fell on the giant hand, and the giant hand was closed and disappeared without a trace.

What happened was just a few breaths, and there were still a few monks in Pudao Mountain who were in the foundation building period and the mutinous Xi Bai, seeing this scene, these monks trembled and sat on the ground, especially Xi Bai, whose face was no longer colorless, and muttered in his mouth: "It's over!"

Only Ji Shang was still trying to stand, but his face was like dirt, and he said to himself: "Becoming a king and defeating a king, there are still ancient divine beasts in the Wind Spirit Valley to guard...... This ......"

The reality is cruel, the middle-aged man withdrew his giant hand, his face was expressionless, Ji Shang took the lead, and without screaming, he turned into a cloud of blood mist and followed the old monster of Pushan.