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"咻! 咻!"

A group of colorful light burst into the air, and a group of monks drove the light toward Dongshan.

"Ah? Master, look, brother, how did they get started?"

In the glimmer of light, a young girl suddenly pointed at the lingering spirit of Dongshan, and said to an old man in surprise.

"Of course I will."

The old man smiled indifferently, "A wild path practitioner who doesn't know where to come out also dares to grab resources from us in the Xiaxia Cave. Isn't this to death?"

Having said that, the old man turned his head and looked at the girl next to him, "Lin Jia, you have to remember. The world of practitioners, respect for power. The fist is the last word. So, it is necessary to take a shot. of."

"Yes!"

Lin Linjia taught herself.

"when……"

At this time, a melodious bell rang suddenly on Dongshan.

The bell rang, and the sky shook.

The invisible ripples swept out, and those monks who were doing it before were instantly shattered by sound waves.

"Ah! Damn it!"

"Thief, what a big dog courage!"

"Dare you dare to do it? How dare you kill me?

When the monks among the phoenixes saw the disciples who had died in the past, they were immediately furious.

The light under the stomping urgency accelerated even more, and a flashing weapon appeared in his hand. The monks rushed towards Dongshan Mountain, aggressively.

"Did you see that? Strength is the capital of the monk to walk the world, but Zongmen is the foundation of a monk."

Even at this time, the old man has not forgotten to teach Lin Jia.

"The monk just killed five of us in the Xiaxia Cave in a single blow. It can be said to be extraordinary in strength. But how can he compete with me in a single force? In the end, there is still only a dead end."

"Lin Jia, you have to remember that Zongmen is the foundation of the monk. With Zongmen as your backing, you can go further."

"Yes."

The young girl Lin Jia bowed again to be taught.

A moment later, a group of monks rushed to Dongshan.

I saw the fluttering silhouette of the white man standing on the top of the mountain. The monks said nothing and killed the soldier by wielding a weapon.

"Thief, you stole my source of Yanxiadongtian, and dare to kill my Yanxiadongtian, it is such a big dog courage. Give me to die!"

The old black-faced old man roared and waved a large seal with haze flowing. The big Yin Ling flashed, transformed into a huge mountain shape, and smashed down.

At the same time, other monks also cut off the weapons in their hands.

All of a sudden, the whole Dongshan top was turbulent and the sky was shining. A dazzling weapon flashing to tear the sky and chopped down.

"Did you see that? This is the power of Zongmen."

The old man nodded with a smile, "In front of the powerful ancestral facade, personal strength is almost insignificant."

The old man said, turning to look at Lin Jia.

What surprised him was that what he saw from Lin Jia's face was not admiration for Zongmen's strength, nor was he proud of Zongmen, but ... terrified! Seems to be a terrible panic!

Zhe Linjia looked pale and stretched her fingers at the top of Dongshan, her body trembling, her mouth seemed to want to say something, but she was stuttered and couldn't say.

"what happened?"

The old man froze, and asked Chao Linjia in surprise.

"what……"

Su Linjia exclaimed suddenly, "It's him! It's him! It's him! Don't fight! Don't fight! It's over, it's dead! It's dead!"

"Lin Jia!"

When the old man saw that Lin Jia was so scared that he had no body, he couldn't help getting a little angry in his heart, and he yelled at Lin Jia.

老 The old man also paid much attention to Lin Jia. Seeing Lin Jia's performance at the moment disappointed the old man. With such a bit of fighting, there isn't even a bit of danger, how can it be scared like this? It's really bad.

仙 A few fairy seedlings brought back from the edge of the Forbidden City, this young girl named Lin Jia is particularly outstanding. The elder, as an elder in the haze, also accepted her as an apprentice.

He taught carefully all the way, the old man just wanted her to be able to stand out from the crowd, but she was so timid that it was so disappointing.

"Lin Jia! What's wrong with you!"

The old man was furious and reprimanded Lin Jia with a stern face.

"Ah? Master?"

Lin Linjia was shocked and seemed to be awakened. Quickly grabbed the old man's sleeve, and exclaimed panicly, "Master, are we not dead yet? Great. Great. Master, let's run away! Run away!"

"Jack!"

The old man shivered with anger, yelling at Lin Jia, "This battle can scare you like this? You are so disappointed."

"Fighting? How can there be fighting? Master, look back!"

Gao Linjia shuddered and stretched her fingers to the summit of Dongshan. "Master, it's him! It's him! Look back!"

"Ok?"

The old man suddenly felt that something was wrong, and quickly turned back to look at the direction of Dongshan Peak.

"what……"

Seeing the scene in front of me, the old man shook and couldn't help screaming.

He already understood what Lin Jia meant by "how can there be any fighting".

I did not fight.

The figure in white on the top of Laoshan did not move at all.

The big seal like a mountain smashed down, and with the sound of "噗", the big seal turned into fly ash, and the smoke disappeared.

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A group of monks in Yanxiadongtian made great efforts to feed their milk, and kept on attacking the figure on the top of the mountain. Various weapons, various secret treasures, and various spells fell like raindrops.

However ...

Before she fell on the figure in white, she was crushed by an invisible wave of shock and turned into lotus powder.

哪里 Where is this fighting? Not even tickling others!

"What kind of cultivation is this! Who is this person?"

The old man shook his body and suddenly turned to look at Lin Jia, "Do you know that person? Who is he? Who is that person?"

"It's him! Master, have you forgotten it? That's too high ... Oh no, that's a moral deity!"

Zhe Linjia said to the old man.

"God ... Tianzun?"

The old man turned pale, and hurriedly looked at the figure in white on the mountain.

At this glance, the old man couldn't help crying, "Really God!"

"Let your life! Tianzun give your life! Don't fight! Stop it!"

The old man shouted in horror, but ... it was too late.

"when……"

A melodious bell sounded.

Smash all the waves and sweep across the wild.

"噗! 噗! 噗! 噗!"

Sonic waves swept across, and all the monks who shot at Li Yu were shaken, and instantly turned into a pile of lotus root powder, one after another, falling in the wind.

"Tianzun ... forgive me!"

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