Villain: Who said I came here to break off the engagement?

The Taoist old man slashed out with a sword, and the three-color fire burned the sky and the earth, rushing towards the thick green leaves!

Instantly, the sound of "sizzling" sounded all around, like the sound of water being poured into a hot pot.

The Taoist old man drew his sword one after another, and endless flames roared out. Even he himself could not bear this heat, and had to support the body's true qi to resist.

Countless green leaves wrapped him tightly, airtight. He used fire in a closed space, it would be strange if it was not hot.

When the flames were extinguished, the Taoist old man's pupils shrank again, because those green leaves were not burned at all, and they were still intact.

"How is it possible? My Nanming True Fire can't burn these rotten leaves. Is this Yunweisi's magical power?"

At this moment, a deliberately suppressed voice sounded: "No, it's my own means."

The space fluctuated, and Li Guanhai's figure emerged.

The old man in Taoist robes sneered: "If it's not the means of the Yunwei Division, then it must be the strange evil magic of the demon clan. You are still a member of the Yunwei Division, but you have learned the evil magic of the demon clan and now you are showing it openly. You are really shameless!"

Li Guanhai laughed and said: "Senior's eloquence is much better than your swordsmanship. Since we have already torn our faces, what's the point of saying these high-sounding words?"

Then he suddenly said: "Oh, I understand, senior, do you want to delay time? It's useless, give up."

The old man in Taoist robes snorted coldly: "You are so shameless, do you really think that I can't defeat you!"

After speaking, the sword in his hand trembled lightly, making a brisk sword sound, and cut out a three-color sea of ​​fire with one sword, rolling towards Li Guanhai with overwhelming power.

Li Guanhai still held the long sword in his hand, and cut it down from top to bottom, and the sword aura burst out, and the ten thousand sword power covered the sky and surged like a raging sea tide.

Cut off the love in nine ways - cut off the love thread in anger!

The three-color sea of ​​fire was torn apart by the sword, and began to be annihilated from the middle, and it was agitated layer by layer, and finally it was pulled back by the powerful sword energy.

The Taoist old man was shocked, and he restrained the Southern Sea True Fire on his sword, and cut out the Yin and Yang sword energy, crisscrossing and overlapping, and defeated the three-color sea of ​​fire that was counterattacking.

Before he could take the next step, he saw a rope wrapped in golden light shooting like a sharp arrow behind the defeated three-color sea of ​​fire, which was the Immortal Binding Rope!

The Taoist old man did not dare to be careless, and dodged continuously, and slashed with the long sword, but what made him desperate was that the more he chopped, the more golden ropes he cut, and in a few blinks of an eye, it had become more than twenty.

The space around him was blocked by green leaves. No matter how fast he was, he could not avoid the tracking of these golden ropes in this narrow space.

In the end, he was still tied up by one of the golden ropes. Before he could struggle, the rest of the golden ropes had already attacked him and tied him up like a dumpling.

The Taoist old man was trapped in mid-air, staring at Li Guanhai who was walking in the air, and said in a hoarse voice: "Thief, traitor, you will not die well!"

"You keep repeating the same few words over and over again, can you say something new?"

Li Guanhai said in a light tone, he did not deliberately lower his voice this time, but used his original voice.

The Taoist old man was stunned and murmured: "How could it be, such a young voice, you... who are you!"

Li Guanhai looked at him and said: "Well, before you are no longer you, let me show you my true face."

As he said, he pinched the hood with his fingers and lifted it up a little, revealing half of his well-defined cheeks and his slender and sharp black eyes.

The Taoist old man's expression suddenly changed, his eyes widened to the extreme, as if he had seen a ghost, and trembled: "It's you, it's you, it's impossible, it's impossible!"

Li Guanhai was not interested in listening to him singing, he took out the magic whip and hit his shoulder.

He didn't dare to hit his head. The power of the divine whip was too incredible. If it hit his head with a little more force, even if the Taoist old man was in the Xuanxian realm, he would become an idiot, or even his soul would be directly disintegrated and die on the spot.

The Taoist old man twitched and spasmed all over, his eyes were empty and lifeless, as if he was stupid.

The red light flowed in Li Guanhai's black eyes, gradually eroding his mind.

......

Zheng Lou, the deputy headmaster of the main peak, Yuanshi Zuting, was fighting fiercely with Zizai Tianwang at this moment.

Both of them were super powerful people in the Xuanshen realm, and they were the existences standing at the top of this world. The dragon-tiger fight between them was naturally extremely exciting.

However, the disciples and strong men of Yuanshi Zuting had no intention of watching the duel between the strong men, because the power generated by their fight was too strong. If they were slightly affected, the whole person would be annihilated.

Many people had already died in grief, and the rest had all learned their lesson. No one dared to approach, except those with high cultivation.

What made the people of Yuanshi Zuting most sad was that the aftermath of the battle between the two mysterious gods completely destroyed nearly one-third of Yuanshi Zuting, and countless important buildings were annihilated in the storm of mana.

Among the destroyed buildings, there were alchemy rooms, medicine pavilions, sword pavilions, and scripture storage buildings.

There were countless good things that had not been taken away in time. They were all the foundation accumulated by Yuanshi Zuting over the years. It was a pity to destroy them like this.

Boom!

The fists collided, and with a loud bang, the two mysterious gods retreated.

The free king was wearing a plain dress and a folding fan, and the square scarf on his head was still straight. The battle did not make him look embarrassed at all, but he looked relaxed.

On the other hand, although Zheng Lou was not injured, he looked like he had just had a big fight.

He looked extremely cautious, staring at Zizai Tianwang, and said in a cold voice: "I am not surprised that the demons are coming back, but there are so many sects in the southeast region of the upper world. Why don't you look for Taiyin Palace, Ganyong City, Lingxu Mountain, but only look for my Yuanshi Zuting!"

Zizai Tianwang looked thoughtful, and shrugged after a while: "I don't know, maybe my master thinks that your Yuanshi Zuting is easy to bully."

"Easy to bully?" Zheng Lou sneered: "You demons, you underestimate my upper world sects. Let me tell you, the foundation of a sect is not something you can guess!"

As soon as the voice fell, from the deepest part of Yuanshi Zuting, that is, the direction of the ancestral land, an extremely strong momentum rushed straight to the sky, and the majestic cold rebuke covered the world.

"You demons, dare to offend our Yuanshi Ancestral Court? You are looking for death!"

Zizai Tianwang frowned and whispered, "Another Xuanshen, worthy of being the top sect."

Including Yun Zheng on the front line in the South China Sea, there are already three top Xuanshen masters in Yuanshi Ancestral Court. As for whether there are more, outsiders don't know.

But Zizai Tianwang is not panicking, because he is not the only Xuanshen on his side, and Chiguo Tianwang is not a vegetarian.

A visible cold current storm came from the depths of Yuanshi Ancestral Court.

The air froze wherever it passed, forming a milky white ice bridge in the air.

The cold current storm arrived in the blink of an eye, and a white-haired middle-aged man appeared in everyone's sight.

He looked about 40 years old, not tall, thin, with a head full of white hair fluttering in the wind, and a plain long gown, like an immortal.

In fact, his methods are no different from those of immortals.

The so-called immortals are just immortals who can call the wind and rain, fly sand and rocks, and ride on clouds.

And the white-haired man can do all these, so it is not an exaggeration to call him an immortal.

But immortality is a little flawed.

Xuanshen lives for a long time, so long that he can almost ignore death, but he will die one day and cannot achieve true immortality.

Dhritarashtra appeared beside Zizai Heavenly King, and the two of them were moved, and they bowed to the empty space in front of them: "Greetings, my lord."