This old monk who could cause the Qilin divine beast to escape was naturally the Xuanyin ancestor who had been listening to scriptures in Guocheng Temple for many years.

Listening to Zhuo Rusui's words, the ancestor was not angry, but was just a little emotional.

No matter how beautiful you are in the wind, you will never see the sun and light underground for four hundred years, and you will eventually become like this now.

No matter how you are rampant in the world, you will be about to unify the evil path, and if you are targeted by Qingshan Sect, you will eventually become a dog.

The evil giant who ordered all the evil heroes to follow him had been away from the world for too long. Four hundred years later, he appeared in the world again, but no one could recognize him.

But he is the ancestor of Xuanyin after all.

Over the years, he has acted like a well-behaved old dog around Yin San, but that is not true after all.

When he appears in the world again, people may not recognize him, but the world will always recognize him.

The strong wind whistled between the courtyards.

The Open Fire Venerable Mountain Protection Formation subsided, intending to suppress him, but could only blow his sparse hair, and he could not move at all.

He stood in the sky on the quiet garden, like a real demon god.

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In fact, at least one person in Jingyuan knew Xuanyin Ancestor.

"Xuanyinzi?"

Jing Jiu was a little surprised. He thought that the guy who appeared today should be the guy who was living with a turtle shell on his back.

In the deepest part of those long-standing memories, he remembered that guy had some problems with his senior brother.

Hearing Jing Jiu's words, the monk Crossing the sea and the monk Dachang suddenly changed his expression. Xi Yiyun and Bai Qianjun were stunned before reacting, with pale faces.

Zhuo Rusui stared at the old monk and was shocked to think that it was this person. It seemed that he was not wrong!

Zhao Layue had already stood in front of Jing Jiu, and Fu Sijian was hanging on the side.

Jing Jiu made a move like lightning, grabbed her belt, and the sword element suddenly rose, turning into an unimaginable force, throwing her out of the mountain protection formation.

For some reason, today's Open Fire Venerable Mountain Protection Formation is a bit weird, and it still has meticulous barriers to the outside world, but it does not prevent the people in the formation from leaving.

Zhao turned into a line and landed in the woods next to a certain hall.

Listening to the movements in the woods and looking at the scenes in the Jingyuan, the white cat's strange pupils shrank again, wanting to leave secretly.

Jing Jiu is really dangerous.

However, the palm fell on its neck again, and this time his palm was slightly forceful.

"I said, just watch the show today."

Yin San looked at the direction of Jingyuan and said calmly.

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The Xuanyin Ancestor fell to Jingyuan, and the mountain protection formation of the Emperor Minghuo fell with it.

The wind was blowing in the quiet garden, and the monk Dachang and the monk crossing the sea looked solemn, standing in front of Jing Jiu.

Duke Lu, Xi Yiyun and Bai Qianjun were unable to stand firm at all, so they flew out slanted. Zhuo Rusui held the small stone tower in the middle of the courtyard, just like a small animal holding a tree in the flood, and refused to let go of his hand. No matter how the sand and stone were fascinated, he also tried his best to open his eyes and look at the figure falling down at the high speed.

The monk Dachang's right palm rose up through the air and faced the Xuanyin Ancestor.

The mountain protection formation of the Master Pinghuo gave rise to a sense, and then accelerated and fell, attacking the Xuanyin Ancestor up and down.

The Xuanyin ancestor had no expression on his face and waved his sleeves lightly. He didn't know what method he used. The Buddhist supernatural powers in the mountain protection formation of Venerable Pinghuo were actually taken over by him!

A thin palm broke out from his sleeve, slapped at the ground of Jingyuan with unimaginable pressure and profound Zen breath.

The monk Dachang groaned, vomited blood and retreated, and fell to the ground. As a former confidant of the Divine Emperor, he had been practicing Zen in Guocheng Temple for three hundred years. It can be said that he was profound in Buddhism. Unexpectedly, he could not stop the palm wind from Xuanyin Old Palm. What's even more terrifying is that Xuanyin Ancestor seems to have an understanding of Zen martial arts above him!

The monk crossing the sea looked solemn, and then he realized why the mountain protection formation was so weird today.

The thin palm covered the entire Jingyuan.

The pressure from the peak of Tongtian is irresistible and cannot be avoided.

Jing Jiu's face was pale and his eyes were still clear.

The monk from the sea stopped him without hesitation. If this genius disciple who was focused on training in Qingshan Sect died in Guocheng Temple, how would he explain to Liu Ci Zhenren in the future, and how would he explain to Zenzi?

He is the chief of the Law Hall of Guocheng Temple, and his realm is naturally profound, far above the Great Monk. He believes that he can block it for a moment and let Jing Jiu escape.

Looking at the giant palm falling from the sky, his face was full of determination, and he was ready to sacrifice himself.

Suddenly someone stood in front of him.

The monk crossing the sea was surprised. Zhao leyue had been thrown away by Jing Jiu. Duke Lu, Bai Qianjun, and Xi Yiyun had been shaken out of Jingyuan. Dachang monk fell to the ground seriously injured. Zhuo Rusui held the small stone tower and struggled to support him. Who else in Jingyuan? Where did this person emerge?

Looking at the green official uniform worn by the man in front of him, the monk crossing the sea suddenly remembered that there was a middle-aged official who followed Duke Lu to enter the Jingyuan Sacrifice Tower today.

The official was very ordinary and did not speak out from beginning to end.

He thought this person had fainted long ago, but he didn't expect that this person had stayed for the present and stood in front of him!

Being able to walk freely under the pressure of great things is certainly impossible to be an ordinary person. I think it should be a powerful worshiper in the court, but...

Even if you are Jin Mingcheng, how can you stop this devil?

The monk from the sea reached out to pull the official back, but it was too late.

The official slapped the sky.

His palms were a little wide and looked very gentle. They didn't look like the ones used to holding swords. They should have never done any cool labor. There were only a few fingers with cocoon marks hidden at the edges. It seemed that they had more pens. Compared with the thin and terrifying palms of the Xuanyin Ancestor, his palms seemed so weak.

But everything changed the next moment.

The official's body suddenly became taller, as if an old farmer standing by the field looking down at the straw, or as if a senior official of the Qingtian Department standing in a flying chariot overlooking the earth.

An extremely majestic aura emanated from the official's body, as pure as the essence.

This kind of majesty is not official power, but... imperial aura!

A bright red invisible flame emerged from the edge of the official's palm, and then quickly turned into two flying wings, flew towards the sky, and bombarded the palm of Xuanyin Ancestor!

Xuanyin Ancestor was carrying countless black lotus fires in his palm, and met the two fire wings head-on, making countless burning sounds.

Two fire wings and countless lotus fires disappeared into the air at the same time.

The two palms finally met.

No matter how perfect the control of power is, it cannot prevent the power from leaking into the world, because it has exceeded power and entered the category of supernatural powers.

There was a loud bang! The broken rain eaves and houses in Jingyuan were all crushed flat, and no grain of dust could fly up, and the vision became extremely clear.

The terrifying waves of air swept across all directions, destroying all buildings along the way, evaporating the water in the pond, and abrating all the dried lotus leaves.

It was not until hundreds of feet away that the wave of air was blocked by the mountain protection formation, and it was rolled back and raging again.

The elders and disciples in Jiufeng were speechless, not knowing what had happened.

The red leaves in Shenmao Peak were like fire. Gu Qing and Yuanqu walked out of the cave and came to the cliff to look at Yunxing Peak.

The two of them felt the strong sword intent coming from that place, and were shocked to think that this was the true appearance of Jian Peak.

"What happened?" Yuan Qu said uneasy.

"I didn't see it."

Gu Qing shook his head and suddenly felt a little worried about his master.

Jian Feng suddenly appeared, something big happened in Chaotian Continent.

Logically speaking, with Jing Jiu's current status, it should have nothing to do with him, but Gu Qing just thinks something is wrong.

The peak of the sky light.

Liu Ci sat cross-legged on the cliff, looking at the direction of Guocheng Temple, and was silent for a long time.

"Do you dare to use a demon like Xuan Yinzi? Master, what exactly is Qingshan in your heart?"

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Chapter completed!