Fantasy: So I Am a Peerless Expert

When Yuan Fan wanted to exclaim, Zhao Tianyin's cold voice sounded in Yuan Fan's ears, "Shut up!"

"What's so amazing about this, the son gave Dao, what's so strange about Li Shan being able to set foot on the Immortal Dao."

"Don't disturb the young man's interest!"

Zhao Tianyin similarly warned.

"Yes, Pavilion Master Zhao!"

Yuan Fan dared to speak more when he heard the scolding.

Liekong glanced at Li Shan casually, and a hint of thinking appeared in his eyes. Then he looked at Zhao Tianyin and said through a voice transmission: "Brother Zhao, what do you think the son gave to Li Shan, what is the purpose? Does the son want Li Shan to suppress the Tianjun immortal body in the tomb of Tianjun?"

A terrible thought sounded in Kong's heart.

"Suppress the immortal body?"

The moment Zhao Tianyin heard this, a huge wave went up in his heart, something he had never thought of.

Invincible and undefeated, can such a weird person, with an extraordinary character, suppress an immortal body?

At this moment, Zhao Tianyin couldn't help thinking.

However, finally shook his head and still couldn't understand.

Because the immortal body is bound to be extremely powerful, can Li Shan stop it? He doesn't know.

"My son, this is the main hall of our Shengxianzhuang. Everyone who joins the Shengxianzhuang must visit this person. This person is the preacher of Wendao, Li Qingyi."

At this moment, everyone walked to the Saints Hall, Mengyan immediately explained.

"Li Qingyi?"

"Is it amazing?"

At this moment, Li Yixi couldn't help but his eyes fell on Li Qingyi's portrait, with a look of curiosity, this person turned out to be a preacher of Wendao.

For such a person, Li Yixi did not hesitate at all. He just bowed to Li Yixi's portrait.

At this moment, everyone hurriedly saluted, because Li Qingyi was too powerful.

He is the preacher of Zhongtianyu Wendao.

However, when Li Yixi bowed and bowed, the portrait of Li Qingyi hanging in the middle of the Saints Hall fell directly to the ground.

"Fell!"

"This Li Qingyi is not dead!"

Zhao Tianyin and others, at this moment, their heart is extremely shocking.

They knew that Li Qingyi was a supreme figure from Haoran.

Li Yi worshiped at Tianlong Temple that day, but the wisdom Buddha died away.

Mengyan and the others were all embarrassed at this moment.

Mengyan hurriedly ordered people to help Li Qingyi's portrait.

"My son, please here!"

Meng Yan led Li Yixi and walked aside.

Above Haoran, in a thatched house.

The lying figure in Tsing Yi suddenly opened his eyes, and the eyes were full of horror.

"Um?"

"Who?"

Li Qingyi's face was extremely ugly.

Because at this moment, beside him, a statue shattered.

This statue is a natal puppet he refined, which has the effect of replacing death.

Li Qingyi was sweating profusely in an instant.

The eyes were full of horror, no one shot him, but the power in the dark actually caused the natal puppet he refined to shatter.

In the next moment, this spotless thatched house disappeared along with Li Qingyi.

Li Qingyi's figure appeared on the hill behind a college.

Looking at the old man in the academy, Li Qingyi respectfully bowed, "Master, my natal puppet is broken, can the master count for me?"

Li Qingyi was extremely respectful in the face of this dying old man.

"Unpredictable!"

"Unpredictable!"

"You go!"

The old man didn't look at Li Qingyi and shook his head casually.

"The disciple retire!"

Li Qingyi's face changed slightly at this moment, and even his master was unpredictable.

In the sage village, Mengyan was explaining Li Qingyi for Li Yixi at the moment, but Mengyan discovered that Li Yixi did not even know Li Qingyi such a preacher.

After the explanation, Mengyan couldn't help asking: "My son, who did you worship when you were studying?"

The words of Mengyan fell, the sound of everyone's footsteps disappeared instantly, and everyone's ears stood up. They also wanted to know the answer.

"me?"

"I won't worship!"

Li Yixi took a deep breath. In ancient times, scholars worshiped Confucius, but by his time, it was already a new era, and Li Yixi had not worshipped for a long time. Li Yixi told the truth.

When Li Yixi's words fell, everyone's heart was shaken.

This answer, beyond their expectations, is also reasonable. After all, Li Yixi's strength is really too strong.

"The son is invincible, this guy is really stupid, how can there be anyone in this world who dares to bear the son's worship."

On Long Yi's shoulder, the bird that Kunpeng transformed could not help but muttered to Long.

"Yes, the strength of the son is too strong, and even the supreme knowledge of the Buddhist world is taught to us at will."

At this moment, Long Yi also deeply agrees.

"My son, this is the altar of our Shengxianzhuang."

"It is the place where we sacrifice to heaven, and the most important place of our Shengxianzhuang."

"Our ancestors of Shengxianzhuang once left a message. As long as my Shengxianzhuang exists, the hall of worship once every ten years is indispensable. The Shengxianzhuang is here, and the altar must be there." Mengyan said with a solemn expression.

"Um?"

As soon as Mengyan's voice fell, Zhao Tianyin and the others changed their expressions.

They have already discovered that this is where the tomb of Tianjun is located. At this moment, thinking of Mengyan's words, he glanced at each other with Likong, his face solemn.

Because here, it seems to be connected to a time and space node, this time and space node, it seems that power can descend.

The so-called ten-year festival is a disguise, because at this time and space node, forces will come here once every ten years to suppress it.

At this moment, the two finally knew why Shengxianzhuang was able to suppress the danger of Tianjun's tomb, because here, power can descend, suppress Tianjun's tomb, and strengthen the seal.

"Altar?"

At this moment, Li Yixi couldn't help looking at the altar.

A solemn look.

With Li Yixi's bow, an invisible force erupted, and a terrible force came, and the formation seemed to have been urged to the extreme. The fierce aura that had been exposed for thousands of years due to looseness disappeared in an instant.

Here, only awe-inspiring power is left.

"This...this is the fierce power radiated by the peerless heavenly monarch, and the son actually suppressed it once he bowed."

Zhao Tianyin glanced at Liao Kong at this moment, his eyes filled with horror.

Heavenly Lord, that is the Lord of Heaven.

This kind of existence, even if it dies, the remaining power is extremely terrifying and dangerous.

"My son, who is it?"

At this moment, Zhao Tianyin couldn't care about his heartbeat, and this question resurfaced in his heart.

At this moment, there was a sneer all over his body, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Funny, ridiculous, Immortal King Xiaoyao actually conspired with the catastrophe technique in the tomb of Tianjun, if the son refused, how desperate the Immortal King Xiaoyao would be, it would be a bamboo basket. Fetching water, nothing."

"The strength of the son must be higher than that of Heavenly Sovereign."

"The masterpiece auctioned by the son must be obtained."

"Once you understand it, Tianlong Temple will definitely be able to look down upon the heavens and worlds." At this moment, his breathing became extremely rapid.