roar!

In the north of the fairy world, on the towering Black Wind Mountain, the rich wind almost submerged the entire mountain.

A burst of angry roars came from the evil wind.

"Damn it! Do you two old maomao have to kill them all?"

In the black wind, the earth demon bear, which turned into a hundred feet of black bear, stepped on the ground, and endless evil aura roared with his every move.

But besides the black wind, there were two old men, one man and one woman, and the wind was light. The magical powers in their hands were tilted like rain. Even the surging demonic energy in the sky was full of holes under the terrifying magical powers.

"That's right, I'm going to kill all the people today. If you want to blame, you can only blame your outstanding bloodline, but you are just a wild demon fairy. You should be the supplement for my grandson!"

The white-haired old man had a hideous scar on his face, and he looked gleeful on his face as the demon fairy covered in blood in the black wind.

The Earth Demon Bear is worthy of being the Earth Demon Bear. If it weren't for the sect's treasure, even if it were the joint efforts of the couple, they might not have been able to take him down.

"Hmph! I'm open-minded. I thought you would shout to do the way for heaven!"

He slapped the Tai Chi diagram where ice and fire gathered, and Lao Hei's expression became more and more fierce.

But Lao Hei's fierceness could not do anything to the two true immortals. After all, Lao Hei had all his wealth in order to overcome the tribulation. He had been in a stalemate with the two true immortals holding heavy treasures for so long, so he was already considered to be an extraordinary skill.

The two true immortals also knew that Lao Hei was at the end of his strength. With countless years of tacit understanding, the two true immortals' magical powers cooperated, the terrifying power that erupted made the Black Mountain where Lao Hei was starting to collapse.

"You dare to kill me!? I and the Great Sage of Monkey King are friends! Are you not afraid of angering the Great Sage of Monkey King?!"

After a deep bone-observing scar appeared on Lao Hei's body, Lao Hei's eyes turned and his tone changed.

"I am still a good friend to the Invincible True Lord! Let me die!" However, the old man ignored it. The immortal sword fell from the sky, as if he wanted to divide the world into two.

"Wang Zheng! I hate you! I'm so excited about the art of change that I'm thinking about me!"

Lao Hei cursed gritting his teeth, but his eyes kept turning. At this moment, he saw the TV that had not been damaged in the war, and the scene of the Great Holy War Black Bear was playing.

"A life-saving straw!"

Lao Hei roared and directly captured the TV in front of him. The projected image immediately blocked his front.

Buzz! The immortal sword of the innate spiritual treasure level beat up suddenly, and the sword energy directly shattered the TV, but the tip of the sword was only three times away from Lao Hei's eyebrows.

There is silence between heaven and earth.

After a long time, the old man suddenly spoke: "That black bear is really you?"

"Hmph! Who else can I be if it's not?"

Lao Hei relaxed suddenly. Although his demonic aura was surging undercurrents, his body shrank and collapsed.

"Everyone in our crew is talented and speaks nicely. If Lao Hei explains this today, my brother Wang Zheng will definitely stay with you!"

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In the world, there is a sect created by Jindan Zhenren, and everyone in the sect is in a panic.

"I heard that the time limit for the ancestor is here, how about it?"

"Shh! Speak quietly, don't be heard by those elders. If you have the time to find out the news, you should think about how to run softly."

"Oh, it's a pity that the ancestor's martial arts are a complete chapter. Even if the ancestor has tried his best to collect other martial arts and complete them, it still cannot allow the ancestor to break through to the Nascent Soul realm."

Within the sect, people's hearts are floating, just because of the pillars of the sect, a generation of Jindan Zhenren is about to be exhausted.

And the inside of the closed sect hall was even more sad.

At the top of the center, an old man with a thin body and a face covered with old-fashioned spots was as angry as a slept.

As he started, more than ten disciples knelt on the ground with different expressions.

"Master, you are about to finish your life anyway, so why don't you make your disciples the golden elixir?" A middle-aged man with a feminine face looked at the half-dead old man with a fiery look.

"Beast! Have you forgotten how Master pulled you up and taught you how to practice?" As soon as the feminine man finished speaking, other disciples immediately shouted.

Soon, the hall was divided into clearly divided camps.

These more than ten disciples were either golden elixirs or the peak of foundation building. They could hear the quarrels that broke out even outside the hall.

The old man looked at all this with a sad expression, and his heart hurt. But he couldn't do anything. His body had already decayed, and the decaying breath of life span made him unable to use his true energy at all.

Once forced action is used, he will sit down on the spot.

Although he really wanted to use the late-stage thunder rage of the Golden Pill to clean up those unworthy people, he did not have the courage and did not want to die.

"It's almost time..."

A premonition in his dark told him that he had not had much time left. He looked at the more than ten disciples deeply, and there were filial piety in them.

Then his spiritual thoughts surged, scanning the entire mountain gate, and every grass and tree here was created bit by bit over the past thousand years.

When a person is about to die, all kinds of memories come to his heart.

But at this moment, a mysterious and mysterious Dao sound suddenly sounded deep in his soul, allowing him to give birth to a faint vitality with his about to run out of his soul.

"The true and wonderful secrets of the perfect enlightenment of exoteric and esoteric Buddhism are so prudent to cultivate one's life. You will always be energetic and spiritual, and you will be careful to keep it safe and keep it leaking."

In just a few short words, it seemed that the innate Dao sounded throughout the old man's soul, making his increasingly weak spiritual consciousness become active.

"Is this... this is Director Wang's Journey to the West? This is the great-grade celestial immortal skill?"

In the Daoyin, the old man's thoughts became clearer. He recognized that this was Wang Dao's new work, but because he was about to sit in the process, he had no intention of understanding.

But at this moment, by chance, he actually discovered that the mantra of this great-grade celestial immortal decree and the Taoist rhyme of Bodhi Patriarch preached actually became his life-saving straw!

When is the great-grade celestial immortal skill? The fast-acting method with perfect foundation!

It can explore its own potential, melt genius treasures, and create incredible magical powers based on different environments and experiences.

At this moment, the old man who had reached the end of his life span was immersed in the Taoist rhyme and suddenly felt that the various flaws and shortcomings on the path of cultivation he had taken were suddenly clear.

When he tried to repair this loophole, the once silent power of the elixir in his body was also discovered under the Taoist rhyme and turned into the old man's own power.

Half an hour later, the dispute between the disciples continued.

But the old man suddenly opened his eyes, and suddenly his brilliance filled with light, and the tiger roared and the dragon roared!
Chapter completed!