The low old man's eyes moved, as if he was infected.

He sighed softly and stared at the white-clothed Taoist who was floating like an immortal in the distance: "But how did you deceive the Dashi Golden Bell's response? Could it be that there are such supernatural powers in later generations?"

The Great Golden Bell is the purest treasure. If it is fully recovered, it is like the supreme being in the world. Such an existence will never have any mistakes.

This Yuanyang Taoist was able to avoid the suppression of the Golden Bell in Dashi, which made him extremely incredible.

If everyone has such supernatural powers, how can the holy land exist?

"It's just a little trick. If you two want to learn, it's okay to pass on it."

An Qisheng said lightly and did not care.

After thirty years of meditation and going through thousands of disasters, the biggest thing he has achieved is naturally the method of "avoiding disasters" and "breaking disasters".

In the East China era, all the methods of avoiding disasters that have been passed down from ancient times to the present were mastered by him. Naturally, it also includes the Great Formation of Bullying Heaven, the Taoist pattern called the strongest method of "avoiding disasters".

And, innovate.

It’s okay to deceive the sky, let alone a supreme treasure that has not yet recovered?

"Tricks, tricks..."

The low old man smiled miserably and no longer had the nature of speaking.

Buzz ~

The aura around him burned even more and more intensely, like a big star burning at the end.

Desire to burn out the light and heat of your life in an instant.

The same thing is the burly old man who is not talking about anything, his breath is erect and seems to be ready to fight to the death.

"The ancestor."

The Holy Lord Dashi trembled and his eyes flushed.

Since he practiced and has been practicing for the past two thousand years, he has never been suppressed by others with his strength. How could he be suppressed so easily?

At this time, seeing that the two sect ancestors who had never met before were trying to fight against the Yuanyang Taoist, a trace of powerlessness appeared in their hearts.

"You won't be my opponents, and even if you fight to the death, it doesn't make any sense."

An Qisheng stood in the void, and until now there was no murderous intent. Seeing the two of them trying to burn themselves, he couldn't help but shake his head.

Huh ~

Qi and blood burned like fire, illuminating everything in the void, and the two old men took a step forward together:

"We are dying, and we have survived to this day, just for the sect's transmission! No matter who you are, those who want to destroy our sect will die!"

The two of them were ignited for a moment, and their fighting spirit was burning to the peak.

As they said, they should have died in the Middle Ages and survived to this day, just for the foundation of the sect.

In fact, many of my fellow disciples who had pretended to die in this void, just like them, had dissipated in the long river of time.

Now, it's their turn.

The two old men looked at each other and saw each other's determination.

"The two are as handsome as they are, but they are more powerful than the younger generation."

An Qisheng was grateful and looked at the two old men who were stepping together and burning to the extreme, and said their intentions:

"But the two have misunderstandings. I am willing to kill, but I will not destroy the sect for no reason..."

"Um?!"

"ah?"

Both old men were in a thunderous heart, looking at An Qisheng incredible, almost thinking that they had heard it wrong.

"If I die, why should I get started?"

An Qisheng's tone was plain, but he contained strong confidence: "You don't need me to have any plans."

He has always been a steady person for two lifetimes. Even though he seems to be risky, he has probably thought about it.

In this world, since he once again came out of Tianjiao City, there was no opponent above the Emperor.

There are only a few things he really cares about.

But this naturally does not include the three holy places in Dongzhou, even the so-called strongest holy land in Litian in Dongzhou.

"you......"

The two old men were shocked and had a little aphasia for a moment.

But they knew very well that such a man could be considered a hero even in the Middle Ages, and there was no need to deceive them.

Because, even if they try their best and cooperate with the means of retaining secretly, the possibility of killing the Taoist in front of them is less than 30%.

So, this Taoist really didn’t come from extermination?

“Ha~~~”

The Holy Lord Dashi's expression became more bitter, and finally sighed and covered his face and left.

All ambitions seem to have come to an end before they really began.

I regard myself as a great enemy and never have my own existence in my eyes from beginning to end. How terrible is this?

With a long sigh, he felt that he was completely disappointed and no longer had the desire to compete with the white-haired Taoist in front of him. He felt that he was not as refreshing as he had been beaten to death with a palm before.

Among the three, he was the least injured, but when he escaped at this time, he seemed to have been aged thousands of years old. His originally tall body seemed a little hunched.

"Forget it, forgot."

The two old men looked at each other again. Although the burning blood and divine power and fighting spirit had not dissipated, they seemed to have lost the intention to kill.

The low old man was still confused:

"Then you are going to..."

"I want to do a lot, and I can't say anything in one word..."

The reaction of several people, An Qisheng, was as if he was watching the fire, and knew that from now on, no matter what he wanted to do, there would be no resistance in the Holy Land of Dashi.

Huh ~

An Qisheng's body floated, and suddenly reached the middle of the void, bathed in the golden light that lit up at some point.

He stared at the void, as if he had penetrated this void, and saw the depths of the vast starry sea:
Chapter completed!