The battle between Li Daokong and Shi Dudao was shocking. Both of them were quasi-saints. Any magical power was enough to destroy the world. All the disciples in the Baiyue Fairy River ran out of the cave to watch the battle.

Even though they were separated by the Taoist formation, the terrifying pressure could still make them feel it.

"The Great Protector is so powerful!"

"Who has the upper hand?"

"Too fast, I can't see clearly!"

"What is their realm? Da Luo?"

"I'm afraid it's not all. Didn't the sect leader say that there is still a realm between Da Luo and the saint when he preached!"

"Shi Dudao is very strong. The great guardian cannot take it down quickly. If the sect leader is still powerful, the enemy will be defeated by one blow!"

"Don't talk nonsense, the great guardian is also very strong. Isn't this Shi Dudao a powerful person who created the Invincible Tao many years ago? He dares to be invincible, he must be very strong."

The disciples were talking a lot because Han Jue had taken action before the temple, and the enemy could not last for a moment. Now seeing Li Daokong and Shi Dudao stalemate, the disciples were all feeling a little dissatisfied.

After all, they didn't know how strong Shi Dudao was.

The personal disciples under the Fusang tree were very familiar with each other.

"Shi Dudao looks exactly the same as the three seniors in our temple. Senior Zhang Jiao is the saint's cultivation level copied by the master. Those three seniors are the copied Shi Dudao?" Black Prison Chicken said in amazement.

Ada said angrily: "You need to point it out?"

Chaos Tiangou sighed: "It's really strong. If we don't have the Taoist formation, we might be crushed to ashes by the aftermath of the battle."

Others were also full of emotion. Although there was a simulation trial, they could not force Li Daokong out of their true strength when facing Li Daokong, so they were shocked to see Li Daokong and Shi Dudao's battle.

On the other side.

Inside the Taoist temple.

Han Jue frowned and showed dissatisfaction on his face.

He was full of expectations for Li Daokong, but Li Daokong struggled to hit Dudao.

Although Li Daokong is in the early stage of the quasi-saint and Shi Dudao is in the perfect state of the quasi-saint, he just has expectations for Li Daokong.

"If you can't defeat the enemy in a smaller realm, how can you be the one who hides the door?"

Han Jue was dissatisfied. After the war ended, he had to put some pressure on Li Daokong.

Perhaps it was because of his strong protection, which led to Li Daokong being a little slackened.

The battle continues.

Half an hour passed, and the two of them did not distinguish between the two, but Han Jue saw it very clearly, and Li Daokong was completely beaten.

Han Jue sighed, raised his right hand, poked out his index finger, and a sword energy shot out from the air.

Shi Dudao, who was about to use his magical power, was caught off guard and was penetrated by the sword energy attacking from the side, and blood spilled in the sky.

Interrupt the casting!

Shi Dudao's eyes widened, his face showing a look of shock.

Li Daokong stopped immediately and did not take advantage of the situation.

His face turned pale, and he knew that Han Jue had taken action. The sword energy just now made him feel palpitations.

Too fast!

"Let's just stop here."

Han Jue's voice resounded through the world, deafening and shocking.

Shi Dudao looked at Baiyue Xianchuan in fear, gritted his teeth and said, "Sage!"

A sword energy killed the vast magic power in his body. What is it that he was not a saint?

Once upon a time, Shi Dudao challenged the saints without overestimating his ability, and this feeling of fear is unforgettable.

Li Daokong suddenly disappeared into the air.

Shi Dudao gritted his teeth, struggled for a while, and finally chose to leave.

There is no way, the strength gap is huge, and if you stay, you will be humiliating yourself.

The moment he turned around, Shi Dudao suddenly thought of Emperor Chen's words.

He is indeed not qualified to claim to be invincible.

hateful!

If I could become a sanctified...

Shi Dudao roared in his heart. He had reached the limit of quasi-saints and could no longer become stronger. He did not lose even under the saint.

...

Inside the Taoist temple.

Li Daokong stood in front of Han Jue, his head drooping, as if he was doing something wrong.

Han Jue said expressionlessly: "I'm very disappointed."

Li Daokong lowered his head and his hands in his sleeves clenched into fists.

Han Jue suddenly became happy.

I was worried that I would not have the chance to suppress Li Daokong.

Since joining the Hidden Sect, although Li Daokong regards him as his pride, he has never let go of his posture. When ordinary people see it, they think they are on an equal footing.

On the contrary, Li Xuan'ao quickly found his position and made Han Jue like him.

Han Jue said indifferently: "When I first entered the Quasi Saint, I was able to sweep the Quasi Saint, including Shi Dudao. Do you believe it?"

Li Daokong took a deep breath and said, "Faith!"

"How can you afford the seat of the Hidden Sect Saint like this?"

"I...really not worthy..."

Li Daokong was not angry, only cruel, and his face was so embarrassed.

Han Jue began to sarcastically sarcastically, and Li Daokong could only hold it in.

for a long time.

Han Jue snorted: "Practice well and wait until you break through a small realm. I will pass on your magical powers. If you challenge Shi Dudao, you must win. What I value most is you, don't let me down!"

"clear!"

Li Daokong responded in a deep voice.

Han Jue waved his hand, and Li Dao bowed and left.

When he walked out of the Taoist temple, Li Daokong glanced at Zhang Jiao, and his inner dissatisfaction suddenly disappeared.

After all, he is an arrogant person. How could he not be emotional when he was so humiliated by Han Jue?

However, as soon as he saw Zhang Jiao, all he felt bitterness remained in his heart.

Han Jue is indeed qualified to mock him!

On the way back, Li Xuan'ao came to pick up Li Daokong and asked what had just happened.

Li Daokong did not hide it either. After saying that, he sighed and left, preparing to practice hard.

Li Xuan'ao stood there in a daze.

"Shi Dudao, that is almost the most powerful existence under the saints. Why do you say it like an ordinary person? One dares to say it, and the other dares to believe it?"

Li Xuan'ao murmured to himself, unable to understand.

...

The news that Shi Dudao returned home in the fairy river in the hundreds of mountains and immortal rivers quickly spread throughout the fairy world.

In recent years, Shi Dudao has challenged many lucky sects, and he has provoked them. This is the first time he has suffered a defeat.

There are many creatures near the Baiyue Fairy River, and occasionally monks pass by, and they happen to witness this battle, and they are all amazed.

For a time, the legend of the Baiyue Fairy River broke out again.

The more mysterious it is, the easier it is to be repaired by the creatures.

Three hundred years later, the immortal river of the Hundred Mountains became a holy place passed down by word of mouth by word of sentient beings.

Thirteenth level sky.

In a palace of the Heavenly Clan, Ji Xianshen and Fang Liang gathered together.

"Tsk tsk, your master's hidden sect has been in the limelight recently." Ji Xianshen said with a smile.

Fang Liang smiled indifferently and said, "It's okay, Master must not want this."

Pretend to be your father!

I am your uncle now!

Ji Xianshen was secretly proud. He did not tell the story of his visit to the Hidden Sect, and even Fang Liang didn't know.

Hidden Gate is his ultimate method and will not use it unless he has to.

Although Fang Liang came from the Hidden Sect, he had not returned to the Hidden Sect for a long time. Maybe he no longer regarded himself as a person from the Hidden Sect.

Ji Xianshen asked, "How are you thinking about Heaven?"
Chapter completed!