There is a natural barrier on the top of the cliff to resist the wind.

Then the strong wind swirled down, and the old man only had to move his body and release the power of the two gods of Yin and Yang to guide the surrounding eight feet of heaven and earth. Then the strong wind stirred up the fog in the valley, and then went straight into the air, making a sound like a ghost crying and a wolf howling.

The terrifying sound of the wind was powerful enough to shatter gold into rubble.

If someone stands in this breath mouth, they can double their internal and external skills, and the effect is absolutely miraculous.

This is the famous "Wind Pillar Gong" in the arena of the Yuan Dynasty in the past.

Now, he has skillfully used it in the Tianjimen formation. With the help of the natural power of heaven and earth, he has extremely cleverly controlled the fog in the Tianji Valley, making the fog follow him like an arm. It is so magical that if it is seen by ordinary people such as hunters in the mountains, it will only

I'm afraid I have to bow down and call him an old god.

"Master!"

At this moment, figures suddenly flashed from the paths along the cliff and gathered behind the old man, with worried expressions on their eyes.

"Haw!——"

An eagle's cry suddenly ripped through the fog at this moment, causing people's expressions to change.

In the mist, a huge black shadow stirred up the mist with its wings and rolled, like a giant whale in the sea turning over and stirring up waves to spread and rush over.

Above the black shadow, there is a chair and three figures.

The burly figure who looked like a demon sitting on the chair reached out and grabbed the bamboo hat on his head. His black hair was blown straight up in the strong wind. Two eyes like lights pierced the fog, and laughter burst into the sky.

"I didn't expect, I didn't expect that the head of the Tianji Sect is really unexpected in every way! This wonderful use of "Wind Pillar Kung" is unexpected."

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Chapter completed!