boom!

The long roar was like a dragon's roar, stirring up heavy qi explosions.

The city was even more shocking and silence inside and outside.

No matter who it is, he was shocked to the extreme when he heard this contempt sneer.

The disciples of the Pity Scholar were even more worried about the drums and sweating like pulp. They were so shocked by the boldness of the visitors that they were beyond words.

Some were shocked, and some were scolded.

Only Liansheng's mother, who was scolded, was towering and motionless on the altar. She slowly raised her eyes and smiled kindly:

"Naughty little guy..."

call!

The visitor stepped like a dragon, and fell down with the soldiers, accompanied by the smoke, dust, mud and sand that soared into the sky, attracting everyone's attention.

I saw a man wearing a black martial robe, carrying a square sky painting halberd obliquely, and his black hair flew with a cloak behind him like a fire.

Angzang's nine-foot body was as heavy as a mountain, with extremely strong blood energy spreading, suppressing the smoke and dust, wind and snow all over the sky.

When anyone sees someone, he feels a sense of rebelliousness and arrogance rushing towards him, like a great roc spreading his wings, ostentatious and domineering.

"Little Overlord, enlighten the Daoguang!"

When I saw someone coming, not to mention Lu Qingting, even Yu Baimei, who had not left the mountain gate for a long time, and Master Huandan, also recognized him.

Both of whom are geniuses from Linlong Taoism, Youlong is introverted and strong, and is domineering and ostentatious in Taoism. He is so famous that he has become famous all over the world more than ten years ago.

"Start the Dao Light!"

In the crowd in the distance, Jiang Wuyang's eyes lit up, and the breath and will of the person in front of him were very similar to Zhang Xuanba of the past.

But, it is much more ostentatious.

Unconsciously, he compared it with the Northwest King in his heart...

"Martial Saint!"

Chu Tianyi's heart was trembling slightly, and he could already sense the source of the aura that made him frightened.

Qi Daoguang, how could he not know?

Both came from a noble family, the Chu family where he lives is only one of the four great masters of Qingzhou, while the Qi family is a thousand-year-old family and a top wealthy family in a country.

Both of them are warriors, and they were modern geniuses who fought for the immortality of the Martial Saint more than ten years ago.

And at this moment, Qi Daoguang is already the supreme Martial Saint!

only……

"He seems to be just a Martial Saint?"

A stone stirred up a thousand layers of waves, and the arrival of the Daoguang attracted everyone's attention. Some were amazed at his courage, while others were sneering.

"So crazy, it's really the way to die!"

Ning Wuqiu's smile was very cold, but his heart was relieved. This junior had already obtained the true teachings of Zhang Xuanba, which was a huge threat to him.

But at this moment, he didn't care.

With this saying, not only the person, but also the family will be doomed!

That old woman is a vengeful person, and this can be seen from the forces present today.

Dachan Temple, Lanke Temple, Hanging Mountain, and the court, these are all deeply hatred for it...

"Amitabha!"

Looking at the domineering figure, there was a commotion where the monks in Lanke Temple were located, and Master Guangjue recited the Buddha's name in a low voice.

The young Master Huandan looked at Yu Baimei with a long eyebrows in the distance, thinking about it.

The latter is also looking down.

When they looked at each other, their clothes were not moved without wind.

Although the year was short, the two of them were not unprepared, they just...

"Please ask!"

The overhaul crushed the dust, Qi Daoguang only raised his hand at will, and stepped into Anyang City, which was regarded as a forbidden area by many masters in front of everyone.

Dong!

His body was slender, but his steps were extremely heavy. Every step was like a thunder thunder and a huge drum roaring.

And every time he takes a step, the breath on his body is like a fire that pours oil, constantly surging and swelling.

"Shame, ashamed!"

Seeing this, Yu Baimei couldn't help but sigh, then reached out and lifted the Seven Tribulation Sword on Lu Qingting's back in her hand.

Also heading towards the city gate.

"Martial Saint..."

Lu Qingting took a deep breath, feeling envy and pity in his heart.

With his eyesight, it is naturally possible to see that although Qi Daoguang became the Martial Saint, he had not promoted to the tenth capital. This is because he abandoned the Great Way of Eternal Life...

"Amitabha!"

The Zen Master Huandan also stood up at about the same time. The monks were all afraid of it. At this moment, they all clasped their hands together and followed closely.

Those who can receive invitations from Liansheng and dare to come here are mostly masters of the times, and most of them come from major forces.

Therefore, they had to accept this invitation and had to come.

Before, the terrifying aura of gods and Buddhas in the city was captured in the city, and it was a moment when people left, and many followers were seen.

Ning Wuqiu, Wulongsheng, Cheng Yiyuan and other world-famous martial saint-level masters also stood up one after another.

Jiang Wuyang frowned slightly.

He did not receive the invitation, but heard that Yang Yu's family was captured and came in a hurry, and then came at the invitation of Yu Baimei.

At this moment, he understood why Yang Yu was obviously only a few points in savings, but he insisted on breaking through immediately...

only……

"Has he arrived at this moment?"

Yu Guang swept around, Jiang Wuyang thought in his heart, and after a moment, he still stood up and headed towards the city gate.

He was afraid of the old monster, but he was just afraid of it.

If he lived for a long time and had a strong strength, then he would not have been defeated by Zhang Xuanba back then...

Huh!

An invisible strong wind blew in Dingyang City.

A long street, Qidaoguang took eighteen steps, and its breath was churned eighteen times based on the original.

After he stopped in front of the square, his will was so strong that it turned into substance, which made the merciful believers in the square feel uneasy.

Buzz!

In a trance, ripples appeared in the hearts of the people who followed him.

Jiang Wuyang's face shook even more!

Quietly, after that fierce will, he saw a familiar and strange man in armor!

Red horse, black armor, and burial fire cloak!

Except for Fang Tian’s painting halberd, the will is like the resurrection of Zhang Xuanba in his prime!

"He actually used Zhang Xuanba as the 'reflection' of the body!"

Yu Bai's eyebrows slightly trembled:

"No wonder his will is so strong. This is really a way to take over Zhang Xuanba..."

Not leaving the mountain for a hundred years does not mean that he knows nothing about external affairs.

In fact, many years ago, he met the King of Zhao in the Western Palace behind the Hanging Mountain. It was not until that day that Hanging Mountain was willing to follow the imperial court.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! How can he not know that person's strength?

But he was also surprised by the courage of Qi Daoguang.

The "reflection of" who was promoted to the Martial Saint is mostly based on oneself as the core and combined with various strengths. This person actually did the opposite!

This is, I will be better than myself!

"It looks so much like it! I have a moment of old body, thinking that Zhang Xuanba has been resurrected. No wonder, no wonder..."

On the altar, Liansheng's mother's smile was still kind, and her breath was not at all dangerous. She looked at Qi Daoguang, smiled, and shook her head:

"It's a pity that I can't live long after learning from him!"

Her voice was still dull, but in the senses of the crowd, it was extremely grand, like the wings of the sea of ​​clouds, blowing the crowd's hearts swaying.
To be continued...