Guarding the Sutra Library for a hundred years, investing in the villain of destiny

"Donglin Sect Jiang Chen, get out of here!"

The sound is rich.

Rolling like a tide.

Permeated above Donglin Sect.

In an instant.

The elders and disciples who were practicing were all startled. They turned their ears and thought they heard wrongly, and asked in shock: "Senior Brother?"

Go crazy!

Come to Donglin Holy Land to challenge Senior Brother.

This is no ordinary disciple.

Not only is he the face of Donglin Holy Land, but he is also the eldest son of the Jiang family. There is no way that ordinary people can provoke him. This kind of background is not much different from walking sideways in the Eastern Territory.

Dong dong dong~!

A dull trampling sound.

Only seen.

The figure standing in the red luminous mass was like a demon, trampling over. It only took a few steps to break into the top of the Donglin Holy Land. Under the pressure of the Human Emperor Realm that filled the air, many disciples in the sect were stunned. His blood surged up, his throat felt sweet, and he deeply felt the power of the Human Emperor Realm.

"snort!"

A white-haired old man came lightly and stood in front of Zhao Huangchao. He said coldly: "It would be too presumptuous for the elders of the Immortal Dao Sect to break into my Donglin Holy Land!"

"roll!"

The red-haired old man's pupils were filled with fishy smell.

There is anger in my heart.

anger.

All sorts of things.

A wave of sleeves.

A huge tornado roared away, and the wind blew. Every wind was a terrifying sharp blade, enough to tear apart the body of the Venerable Realm. And this tornado composed of billions of winds, even the Human Emperor realm would have to retreat. .

"puff!"

"puff!"

The old man with the immortal wind hurriedly backed up, his clothes were torn in many places, and the wind split his skin, and red blood flowed. Although the injury was not serious and would heal quickly, the red-haired old man opposite him did not. I haven't tried my best.

"Old Monster Zhao!"

"Entered the Sixth Realm of the Human Emperor!"

"No wonder you dare to come here alone!"

This immortal old man's face darkened. You must know that there are only two people above the Sixth Realm of Human Sovereign in Donglin Holy Land. One of them has just retired for his birthday not long ago, and the other is sitting in the forbidden area of ​​Donglin Holy Land. , unable to move easily, even if there was a huge palm print on the back mountain some time ago, the elder could only send out a clone to look at it.

Is it difficult to ask him to come out now?

For a while.

His face was ugly.

"Tsk~!"

A sarcastic smile appeared on Zhao Huangchao's lips. If he dared to do this, he would be crushing the level of Donglin Holy Land. Among the five human emperors, three were not afraid, one was in seclusion, and one was unable to move.

in this case.

Only then did he dare to barge in unscrupulously.

He sneered contemptuously.

Take one step forward.

Go straight to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

There was ruthlessness in his eyes. He wanted to see if the Human Emperor was actually Chu Xun. If it was really him, he wouldn't mind taking this opportunity to destroy this person, or even kill him, to completely eliminate the Donglin Holy Land. thoughts.

"Arrogant!"

"Arrogant!"

Just a moment.

Several figures were filled with coldness.

"Uh-huh!"

Xiao Rongyu, who was practicing in the leader's place, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were filled with unparalleled coldness, and his figure appeared in the sky in a flash. He saw through Zhao Huangchao's details at a glance, and wanted to take the opportunity to attack Chu Xun.

There was a coldness in her beautiful eyes. The person she wanted to bully her in Donglin Holy Land was because they thought Donglin Holy Land was too weak, or because these people had looked down on the declining sword god of the past.

"Little Doll!"

"You are too weak!"

"The Four Realms of Talent Emperor!"

"No match for me!"

Zhao Huangchao snorted and struck with a palm print casually without using the killer. His purpose was to force the human emperor from the Sutra Pavilion. If possible, he would kill him with the opportunity, but if he killed the elder of Donglin Holy Land openly, not only If the two sides were to go to war, he would never be able to get out. Not to mention the Human Emperor, who was still above him in cultivation, he would not be able to bear even the formation opening.

There are details hidden beneath the seeming recklessness.

Lived a lifetime.

Sure enough, they are all human beings.

"Zheng!"

A strong sword energy slashed down, like a phoenix with spread wings flying across the nine heavens. It tore the palm of his hand in an instant, and continued to attack Zhao Huangchao without losing its power.

Zhao Huangchao frowned slightly, he didn't expect this little girl to be so powerful in combat. If there was a head-to-head confrontation, there would be no doubt about the outcome, so he said that his purpose was not her, and avoided the sword light and went straight to the Scripture-Tiding Pavilion.

Inside the Jing Pavilion.

Jiang Chen's expression darkened.

The joy on his face was gone.

Looking at Zhao Huangchao, he felt like he was in a deserted place.

Sweep all the way.

Go straight here.

He felt inexplicably guilty in his heart. He didn't expect that his reckless actions would cause such big trouble to his master. He just thought of robbing Ye Chen that day. With his identity, the Immortal Dao Sect could still attack this brat. Come or not, in fact, Xiandao Sect is more decisive than he thought.

"sorry!"

"Master!"

"I've got you into trouble!"

Jiang Chen lowered his head and apologized.

The words just fell.

"call out!"

His figure went straight to the outside of the Sutra Pavilion and stood in mid-air, staring at Zhao Huangchao with an indifferent expression. He did not believe that this old monster really dared to kill him. As the eldest son of the Jiang family and the senior brother of Donglin Holy Land, If he dared to make a fatal move, both sides would be destined to fight to the death.

"Huh!"

Zhao Huangchao's eyes flashed with surprise. He essentially wanted to cause trouble for the people in the Sutra Library, but he didn't expect Jiang Chen to be here. Although he was surprised, he smiled even more and said cheerfully: "Little bastard, you robbed the sword that my nephew wanted to give to my senior brother. You deserve to die. Considering your young age, I will hand over the magic sword and give you a palm!"

Bang!

He slapped lightly.

Jiang Chen's pupils contracted.

There was horror in his eyes.

Shocked.

Bewildered.

He never thought that although Zhao Huangchao didn't dare to kill him, he had the idea of ​​crippling him. If this palm landed on him, he would be disabled if not dead, and it would take at least several years to slow down. But by then, with the changes in the cultivation world, he would have become a marginal figure.

Struggle to separate.

Expected everything.

Even if he had entered the realm of the Venerable.

Still unable to move.

Witnessing the palm getting closer and closer.

The fear in the pupils was also spreading infinitely.

"Bang!"

Just as he was approaching, an old Taoist figure stood in front of him and blocked the palm for him. The old man turned around with a kind look in his eyes, gently rubbed Jiang Chen's head, and said with a smile: "With Master here, how can I allow outsiders to hurt you?"