The Taoist people all changed their color! The roar should have been dozens of miles away at the beginning, but the next moment it reached a thousand feet, and it was so close to you in a flash!

Zhi Shuzhen vaguely saw a monster like an ancient mythology wrapped in rolling dust and smoke, constantly approaching, and his body like a small hill bumped up and down, shaking the earth, mud and stones collapsed, and the plants and vegetation were like waves.

"It's Yaoqi..." Wang Ziqiao was stunned for a moment, his voice as light as a wisp of smoke. This was a magnificent object before the great destruction. It was born from the hybridization of the Nine-headed Willow and the Little Lilac, which was enough to resist the cultivator who refines the emptiness and the Tao. He did not want to see this beast again after the rebirth of heaven and earth.

The past is like a storm and rain. Prince Qiao stood silently, allowing the cold time to soak his mind.

Yaoqi? Why have you never heard of it? Zhi Shuzhen looked at it carefully. The monster lion head and deer antlers were as bright as lanterns, shining with evil and cruel blood. His slippery and huge body coiled up like dozens of giant pythons, dragging its long tail to the ground, slapped it wildly.

Zhi Shouzhen was shocked to see that Yao Yan's neck, which was covered with thick mane, was firmly held by a big hand!

It was being dragged and ran all the way!

Zhi Shouzhen took a breath.

It was a nine-foot-tall man, who was swept quickly and made a terrifying roar like a cracked stone. His chin was chaotic, his skin was sallow, and his five fingers were like steel bars and iron locks, which locked Yao's neck. The giant beast lion's head was swung wildly, his mouth was opened angrily, and the python body wrapped around the man's upper body, tightening it tightly.

The roaring sound came from far away and stopped abruptly, setting off a stirring mud waterfall.

It was not until this time that Zhi Shouzhen heard Yao Qi's deafening roar. Before, he was completely suppressed by the roar.

The man stood still, his eyes swept calmly, and the hairs of the Taoist sect couldn't help but stand on his hair, his heart beat faster, and he tried his best to activate his whole body's clear air.

"After all, I'm going to be one step late. Daoan Tuzi, the family has your entrusted responsibility!" The great man stood among the monk's corpses, his thick eyebrows frowned slightly, and sighed to the sky, as if no one was around.

Yao's rays are full of fierce lights, the lion's head struggles hard, the python body expands, contracts again and again, and clamps tightly inward. The colorful snake scales are raised, with sharp edges, emitting a cold sword light.

Zhi Shouzhen felt a strange absurdity in his heart. The Taoist masters gathered together, and the man was entangled by ferocious beasts, but no one dared to act rashly.

"Forget it, life must be dead, and the family must do their best." The man picked up the green-skinned gourd tied with his waist with his other hand, raised his head and took a big mouthful, allowing the wine beads to roll over and shine.

"I don't know why you are here?" Zhang Wujiu couldn't help but ask first. He hid his hands in his sleeves and quietly pinched the Taoist scriptures. As long as there was something wrong, the Jade Emperor Xuanqiong's clear aura immediately suppressed it.

"Of course I'm here to save these bald men, but they're not lucky." The man wiped his wet beard and shook his head, "Your luck is not good either."

Everyone felt nervous when they heard this. Jiuren took a step back with caution, and Feilai Peak held it in his palm, and a golden light flowed: "You are not like a Buddhist. Could it be that your master and Buddhist have any friendship?"

The man shook his head again and took a sip of wine. He ignored the roar of Yao's roar like thunder, and the python's tail was swung wildly.

Zhang Wujiu's thoughts moved slightly. This man and the beast were restrained, and it was afraid that it would be difficult for a moment to escape. He couldn't help but become more courageous and said in a deep voice: "This is a battle between Buddhism and Taoism. Why should you come to this muddy water?" After that, he deliberately glanced at Qingfeng. After all, he was from a poor family and a humble Taoist boy, and he had no leader to take care of him.

"The dispute between Buddhism and Taoism is not about the matter of Sa's family." The man looked leisurely and showed a look of memories. "But eighteen years ago, the floods of Heihe River were flooded. Sa's family ran into a bald man named Daoan. He spared no effort to save hundreds of families on both sides of the Taiwan Strait. Sa's family liked him and made this friend. Since it was a friend's entrustment, how could they let them down?"

"Just for this..." Zhang Wujiu looked in disbelief. Is there such a brainless rash person in the world?

The big man glanced at him: "I don't even understand my original heart. Have you practiced to the egg?"

Zhang Wujiu's eyes were so bitter that his face was so purple that he wanted to sacrifice the Nantianmen Dharma image and press the man into meat sauce. But he pinched the magic tricks and pinched them again and again, and he was still a little afraid.

"So your Excellency is..." Yaoxia thought of someone and smiled reluctantly. She touched the big man's eyes, but she couldn't even speak.

"As my friend asked me, I have already let you down, how can you not make up for the siege and do everything you need?" The man threw away the empty wine gourd and said regretful, "You can bury them with me."

"Where did the madman come from, dare to be so arrogant?" Zhang Wujiu could no longer hold back his anger and shouted fiercely, "These monks are all spiritual demons, so they are not worth dying! Do you want to go against the will of heaven and oppose the Taoist sects in the world?"

The big man smiled and showed his white teeth: "So what?" He had a rough face and a heroic spirit, and was ridiculous as clear as water, like a innocent child. The two were combined to exude a strange masculine charm.

"Yan Jilang! You must be Yan Jilang!" Jiuren was stunned and shouted in dismay.

"That's right, the sky is not afraid of the earth, the swallows hit the waves." The man looked down at him and shouted in a deep voice.

Everyone's hands and feet were chilling and fell into a dead silence. Zhang Wujiu's lips turned pale and the blood on his face faded.

Zhi Shouzhen was shocked. It turned out that he was Yan Jilang, who was listed on the top ten masters in the world, known as the unparalleled martial arts, unparalleled bravery, unparalleled drinking, and only one step away from the broken void!

There are no fewer legends about Yan Jilang than Prince Qiao. However, he has always seen the dragon but not the tail, so it is difficult to know the appearance of a real person.

"As the top ten masters in the world, why bother with us?" Everyone present had the expression of Qingfeng remained unchanged.

Yan Jilang raised his thick eyebrows: "As a master of the Dajin Taoist Sect, why bother with these bald and bald men?"

"The dispute over Taoism will naturally be determined to resolve life and death." Qingfeng looked at Yan Jilang calmly.

Yan Jilang laughed long and said, "What I want is to punish you and be happy!"

Qingfeng looked at Yan Jilang deeply, and slowly supported the talisman sword with his fingers, calmed his breathing evenly, and stopped talking. Regardless of Tao, demon, or martial arts, the same path will eventually lead to the same destination. What is cultivated is the original mind, which means clear thoughts, not losing one's will, and not going against one's wishes. Especially for the most powerful people like Yan Jilang, the original mind will move forward without any room for maneuver.

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The fat old man coughed lightly and bowed and bowed: "Fellow Daoist Yan, if you kill us, you will become the life-and-death enemy of the three hundred sects and all aristocratic families in the world. You don't care about yourself, and you will also think about the people under your command. Why do you have to show off your own pleasure and implicate others?"

"Those people are not subordinates of the family, but brothers and sisters. Since they are brothers and sisters, how can they be implicated?" Yan Jilang smiled wildly and unruly, "What's more, the family is in the world, and the one who shows off one's own pleasure!"

The laughter resounded throughout the fields, and Yao Qi became more and more roaring. The python kept sliding across Yan Jilang's chest and back, tightening violently. Yan Jilang seemed to have not realized it, and his right hand steadily grabbed Yao Qi's neck, making it impossible for the wide lion's mouth to get close.

Yaoxia suddenly retreated several feet, rushed to the jungle by the roadside, gritted her teeth, and shouted in a hurry: "Brother Yan, 'Shuangji Sword' Ning Kongyu is my senior sister!"

Yan Jilang smiled slightly: "The thirty-six days of playing the sea with the sky and playing the piano are the most beautiful memories in Sa's life. The bright moon on the sea, the fireflies are beautiful, listening to the piano in drunkenness, dancing with fish... Sa's family never thought that there was such an ethereal and moving woman in the world."

His voice was soft and he spoke in a leisurely manner, just like the gentlest petals in the world falling. As a woman, Yaoxia couldn't help but feel confused for a moment, intimidated by the other party's unparalleled style.

"In the future, Sa's family will apologize to Kongyu."

Yaoxia's delicate body shook and her face turned pale.

At this time, a little light appeared on everyone's bodies, which was the jade talisman of the Dajin Taoist Sect. The breeze took a quick look, his expression changed drastically, and his heart sank to the bottom.

"How could this be?" Zhang Wujiu was shocked and his hand holding the jade talisman couldn't help trembling.

After a long time, Qingfeng laughed bitterly and stared at Yan Jilang and said, "It is worthy of being the unparalleled martial arts and the unparalleled brave Yan Jilang. It turns out that two hours ago, you had personally escorted 108 Buddhists to the border of Great Jin and met with General Yingyang Lu Batong."

Yan Jilang sneered faintly, shook Yao's neck, causing the giant beast to roar again: "If I hadn't bumped into this evil beast and got entangled by it, how could the Sa family not be able to save these bald men?"

Everyone looked at each other, as if they had lost their parents. For a moment, the fighting spirit was gone and they no longer had the courage to fight with the hero in front of them. After working hard and struggling, they were even losing their lives. They were actually a trick of Buddhists to openly repair the plank road and secretly crossing Chen Cang.

These dead monks were just "sub-cars" that the other party deliberately exposed.

"You all know the rules of the family?" The voice suddenly fell, and Yan Jilang's powerful momentum came out of his body, like the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and the wind and clouds changed color. The huge and boundless mental power extended in all directions, like mercury pouring into the ground, and it was everywhere.

"Sir, is Yan's rule to beat Lang--" Zhi Shouzhen said sternly, but there was no response. Wang Ziqiao disappeared without a trace at any time.

Zhi Shou really didn't even think about it, and immediately activated the winter cicada hiding technique and integrated into the world of "nothing". All his life breath converged in an instant, his body and mind merged with the vast mountains, colorless, invisible, smellless, and silent. He could only rely on a thought deep in his spirit to perceive the movements of all directions.

Yan Jilang has already sang loudly:

"How many mountains and seas have passed through the wind and rain of the eight wildernesses. I am so scared that I dance with swords and dance at night, and I sing in the morning.

Dare to move inconsistently!

Don’t ask why you should break your pride? The blood is hot when you lift your head. Drink snow and play the flute to shine on the clear river. You can paint the sky with generous help, and smile for thousands of years!”

Before the song Linjiangxian was finished singing, the Taoist sect had already fled in all directions and did not look back. Under the steep mountains, there was only the breeze standing alone in the miserable wind and rain, with eyes watching, holding swords in hand, and illuminating the heart. The flying purple Taoist robe was like a lonely eagle.

"Fellow Daoist Yan, please." Qingfeng said calmly.
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