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Chapter 587 The old demon and the old Taoist!

Everything is silent, and the world is quiet.
Seeing the figure slowly coming from afar, Taoist Zhenyan suddenly calmed down.
At this moment, his mind closed the world, and at the same time, in his ears and in his heart, he also "heard" the footsteps from a hundred miles away.
A hundred miles apart, the vast wind and snow are mixed together. It is almost impossible to see someone. It is even more fantasy to hear any footsteps.
However, in his senses, beyond the heavy wind and snow, what moved across was not a small person, but a sacred mountain that was beyond the earth.
When he walked slowly, every step he fell gently was like a star falling on the earth, a divine elephant stomped his feet, and the rumbling sound resounded throughout his mind.
And the person is more like walking on the veins of heaven and earth, like a line of Taoism that divides yin and yang, and a "people" between heaven and earth.
The breath is vast and vast.
In a trance, Taoist Zhenyan seemed to hear countless people burning incense and bowing, and seemed to smell the breath of incense between his mouth and nose.
It seems that the place is not the Northwest Dao City, but the temple where the people in front of you have been practicing for many years, in the sacred mountain.
"Military Mountain, old demon!"
The whisper sound came from somewhere, and he was meditating in a barren mountain a hundred miles away and suddenly opened his eyes and fell from the state of unity between man and nature.
"What, what?"
Zhao Xuanyi's expression changed.
call!
Without an answer, and without any care, Taoist Yunni stepped out in one step, and his energy surged, and he had already climbed to the top of the mountain.
He looked at it and saw a vast aura filled the wind and snow, and a ray of indescribable will slowly rise from the distance.
The person is like a mountain, his energy is like a spirit, and his power is like a scorching sun.
In the middle of winter when the wind and snow have been coming for several days, Yunni Taoist felt the long-lost heat and biting chill.
Buzz ~
A series of talisman lights appeared instantly, ten, hundreds, and thousands!
As soon as Zhao Xuanyi realized, he saw that his teacher had already urged him to launch the talisman formation without any stinginess.
Without even a moment of hesitation, he stepped on the Divine Walking Talisman and rushed to Northwest Dao City.
"The Black Mountain Old Demon..."
After realizing it, Zhao Xuanyi concentrated on his senses, and suddenly felt a chill in his heart and followed without thinking.
Compared to the two masters and disciples who were facing a great enemy, the Zhenyan Taoist outside the city gate had already come back to his senses.
Several soldiers at the city gate saw that he stopped for a long time and couldn't help but step forward and ask, "Old Master, do you want to leave the city with such a heavy storm?"
"Little brother, close the city gate."
The old Taoist took out a token from his arms and handed it on it. The soldier didn't care at first, but glanced at the word "Yang" on it and suddenly shivered.
The captain who was guarding the city gate was even more shocked. Before he could ask, he retreated back to the city gate extremely decisively, and at the same time he knocked on the drum to close the city gate.
Dong!
Dongdongdongdongdong~
The low drum beats spread throughout the huge northwest city. Not long after, the gates of the city were closed, and many soldiers and stringers rushed to the top of the city.
Further away, many martial arts people who could hear the drums also came up, going up to the high place, looking out of the city from afar.
"What's the matter of beating the drum?"
Wu Changbai, who was training in the city, was shocked when he heard the drums and hurriedly came with a gun. He arrived at the top of the city and looked around. When he saw the old Taoist Zhenyan in front of the city gate, he immediately took a breath of cold air.
Zhenyan Taoist is very low-key, so there are actually not many people in the city who know him, but Wu Changbai is also the commander of the new army, so he naturally knows it.
Seeing him go out, he suddenly burst into cold sweat and called on many string warriors to fiddle with the divine arm crossbow, as if facing a great enemy.
"There is another enemy attack?!"
The low drum sound spread into the prison. Qin Lihu, who was a little richer, suddenly turned over and sat up. His perception was very sharp.
In a vague sense, I smelled an indescribable terrifying aura.
Without any hesitation, he took the initiative to leave the prison for the first time, and took a long knife from the blacksmith shop next to the road, and ran to the top of the city.
Before the drums fell, the northwest Daocheng was already in a panic, and the whole operation surprised Qin Lihu.
Although these new recruits look immature, their movements are so fast that they are even better than the previous old army...
"This breath..."
In a small courtyard, Dao Ren Li also retreated from the state of unity between man and nature. Unlike the panic of others, he was shocked and calm.
He was so familiar with this aura.
"Master?"
Two middle-aged Taoists bowed.
"He actually came..."
Taoist Li talked to himself, thought about it, but still got up:
"Get the hat..."
...
Huh ~
Inside and outside the northwest city, the wind and snow seemed to have become heavier, and many people felt a little uncomfortable in their breathing.
Before long, the low and nodular footsteps were so clear that ordinary people could hear them. Some people also saw the "teenager" slowly coming through the wind and snow.
He was dressed in a veggie dress, barefoot, and without weapons in his hands, and nothing was different from ordinary people. He seemed to be just an ordinary farmer boy.
But the masters such as Yunni Taoist, Zhao Xuanyi, Li Taoist, Qin Lihu couldn't help but tremble in their hearts, and they felt that the inexplicable clouds were pressing down, making people feel sad.
"Zhen Yan Taoist?"
Afar, the boy named Lao Qi stopped and asked questions through the wind and snow.
His voice was not very loud, and he didn't even show off his true energy, but it was clearly spread inside and outside the city.
Anyone who wants to hear it will really hear him.
"Zhen Yan Taoist..."
Somewhere in the city, Taoist Li looked like a move. Inside and outside the city wall, many people who knew this name couldn't help but be upset.
The Taoist Zhenyan is famous in the Northwest Dao and even in the world!
This is a world-renowned master who once discussed the Tao with King Zhao of the Western Palace. According to legend, he is a martial arts strongman who competes with those great masters for the world's number one martial arts.
However, this shock was replaced by another name in just a moment...
"The Black Mountain Old Demon."
In front of the city gate, Taoist Zhenyan first glanced at the clouds surrounded by the talisman array in the distance, and also revealed the identity of the person.
Black, Black Mountain, old demon?!
At this moment, not to mention the ordinary soldiers inside and outside the city and good at the martial arts world, even Zhao Xuanyi, the boss and others who had known the identity of the visitor, felt a little scared.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Compared to the short-lived Taoist of Zhenyan who has disappeared for thirty years, the title of the Black Mountain Old Demon is much bigger.
There are so many legends about him.
What is the old demon who has never died for eight hundred years, the guardian god of the Sky Wolf Dynasty, the first person in the wasteland outside the border, the creator of the Liujishan Battle...
Wait, wait, countless.
In contrast, Jinxiu is the second most popular name in the world.
"I don't want to encounter unexpected surprises today..."
The boy named Lao Qi held his chin and rippled in his eyes:
"Brother Dao's will seems to be inferior to me, but this body is really a bit worse. It seems that it has been hollowed out..."
He naturally heard of the Taoist Zhenyan.
Zhang Xuanba is a man who is calm on the outside but arrogant on the inside. In this world, he can count the slap with him, and this includes before his martial arts master...
"Your Excellency has good eyesight."
The old Taoist nodded slightly, and there was nothing to hide. He answered casually, calmly and casually:
"A moment of thought was just a matter of thief's hand, and his energy, spirit, blood and life were all eaten up. Now he is just living..."
"No more than you, you dare to show off your life with seven points..."
"oh?"
Facing the old Taoist who spoke out his details in one word, the eyes of the old demon Black Mountain also lit up, but in the eyes of others, the world was white and the light was dazzling.
"This big sun true gang..."
Yunni Taoist's eyelids twitched.
His knowledge was naturally enough. With a glance, he smelled the terror. The old demon's great sun true energy seemed to be no longer on the tenth grade...
What made him even more terrified was the words of the Taoist Zhenyan...
Seven points?!
There was a terrifying and uproar inside and outside the city. Many people left in shock, and more people came to hear the news.
Li Eryi, who was almost behind, had already fallen straight into the snow nest. When he heard the conversation between the two, his soul was rising and moving wildly towards the distance.
"The Black Mountain Old Demon..."
Li Eryi was almost stupid.
They had never met anyone along the way, so he had no idea that he had been with him for many days.
It was actually the one I told, and I would mention it from time to time, the White Mountain and Black Water that I pulled out, and the Lord of the Seven Killings Palace!
‘I’m so unlucky…’
He crawled in his heart.
On the other end, the Black Mountain Old Demon was somewhat lacking in interest.
"When it comes, the world and the world work together, and the heroes are not free. Brother Zhenyan Dao was also a temporary choice back then, but now he can't get to the eye of a certain family..."
In the wind and snow, the old demon had some regrets and regrets:
"Brother Dao has a bad fate. It is not easy to have such quiet days. These slight decency will be left to you..."
After saying that, he turned around and wanted to leave without any nostalgia, as if the target was not here.
Seeing this scene, some people felt relieved when they fell to the ground, while others were still on guard. Only Taoist Zhenyan took a step forward:
"slow!"
"oh?"
The old demon turned around slowly.
"I heard that you have worked hard to promote the throne of "The Great Dao Killing Polang" with the flesh and blood of three million people fighting over the mountains?"
"Well... Brother Dao has any advice?" The old demon did not respond, but asked back.
But as his emotions fluctuated, inside and outside Northwest Road, his breath became more and more solemn and terrifying.
"I heard that this rank is based on luck as a feed and luck as a promotion, right?"
The Taoist Zhenyan yearns for cold eyes.
This old demon came here, not for himself or for this city, so why is it self-evident.
"That's right!"
It seemed as if he could see the thoughts of Taoist Zhenyan, the old demon pulled a cold smile from the corner of his mouth, and seemed to sigh:
"Isn't it good to be alive?"
"It is naturally the best to live..."
It seemed to be answering, but it seemed to be talking to itself. The old Taoist looked at the old demon and seemed to be recalling something.
"In my life, I lost my parents when I was young, and when I was young, I met bad people. When I was old, I was in danger of my later years. I had few disciples left.
In other words, life is like wild grass, and it grows very much..."
“Ha~”
The old demon squinted his eyes.
"In this life, the old Taoist has discussed martial arts with Xuanba and the man. He has established a sect and also destroyed the mountains and destroyed..."
"Although it's not magnificent, it's still exciting. When you come, you shouldn't die on the bed..."
The will of the Martial Saint can already be integrated into the world and interfere with reality initially. Like the two of them, it is even more intense.
Some words do not need to be said explicitly, but they are enough to make each other feel.
"It seems that you really don't want to live anymore..."
The faint smile on the face of the old demon in Black Mountain was calm and turned into a sigh:
"Die for the Tao, but for the death of man, it is stupid!"
"The word Tao encompasses everything, with the vastness of heaven and earth, the insignificance of dust, the indifference of heaven, and the warmth of others.
My words, you don't know..."
Widths, red mist spread like a lotus like flames.
In the meantime, the old Taoist slowly raised his hand and made a "reverse life" with his palm, and his voice was calm and casual:
Chapter completed!
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