He hopes that the other party can persist for a longer time so that he can verify more of his ideas.

Thoughts fluttered in his mind, but the young monk did not hold back at all. He smiled gently, and put the jade flute on his waist in front of his mouth.

In a short while, a faint and wonderful sound sounded and floated in all directions.

The sounds are like the sound of pine and bamboo lights rising together, and like the goddess dancing under the moon, exquisite and beautiful.

"This rhythm..."

Ouyang Hao frowned. At the beginning, he could still hear the rhythm, rising and falling, and floating.

But as time went by, the rhythm seemed to be erased, but at the same time, there was an unimaginable pressure to suppress it.

In the end, he couldn't even detect whether there was a huge mountain pressing on him.

You cannot hide, you cannot avoid.

Ouyang Hao had no other way. He was trapped in this sky seal script and could only compete with brute force.

He saw his eyes condensed, and a pebble-sized bead rose above his head, with a crystal luster and a halo. Among the halo, there was a lotus temple wearing a robes and a robes. His figure was steady. When he reached that pestle, he was the protagonist in the world.

The two fight together, and the aftermath is stirring.

Zhang Chukun stood outside, raised his eyes and saw the two confrontation. Jie Jin held the jade flute in his hand, relaxed and calm, while Ouyang Hao was wandering around, with light surrounds, and crackling sounds came from time to time.

As time went by, Jie Jin's expression became more and more relaxed, while Ouyang Hao's body rumbling constantly.

Whoever has the upper hand is clear, whoever is at the lower hand.

Ouyang Hao understood that if he continued to endure like this, he would not last long.

The end of his capture this time was decided, so he stopped struggling and dispersed his protective light.

"It's boring." Jie Jin muttered, then waved his sleeves.

Immediately, the seal script that was filled with the sky fell down and penetrated into Ouyang Hao's body one by one.

Immediately, Ouyang Hao's magic power was banned and he fell from the sky.

Zhang Chukun waved his sleeves, and a rainbow of air flew out and grabbed it.

Seeing this, Xie Jin muttered, "It's obvious that he can still fight..."

Ouyang Hao showed a sneer at this moment, looked at the two of them, and said, "Do you think you have captured me and this matter will end? Humph... At this moment, there are countless people like me in the world, and there are countless people."

Xie Jin said indifferently: "Come and kill one, and solve as much as you come."

Zhang Chukun threw out a cloud of light and put Ouyang Hao in, then said, "It's done here, I'm going back, and there's something to wait for me in the Dayue."

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Among the great mountains, the places where the major sergeants were arranged were arranged, including Yuxu, Chunyang, Qianyuan, Shenxiao, and Xuanzhen, and the next were almost half of them affiliated sects of these five major sects, and the rest were the other human forces, including Confucian disciples and Legal disciples.

Today, Dongshengzhou has such a strong inspiration that can be regarded as the best in the world, and naturally it has attracted many sects to come here to settle their households.

At this time, there was still one day before the real battle came, but these seats were still empty.

Fu Ming stood in the Dayue Hall, looking at the light that spreads out in the hall.

In the light, every pavilion, temple, pool, terrace, water pavilion, and even every remote corner of Dayue appeared.

Of course, due to the different strengths of monks, the differences in their visions are also different.

Nowadays, monks from all sects of Dongshengzhou and monks from other continents gather together. It is not difficult to see from this that simply in terms of the quality of monks, Dongshengzhou has left the foreign continent far behind.

If there is more than 500,000 years of accumulation, then the future Dongsheng Continent will be the largest continent in the world.

But in Fu Ming's eyes, he could feel the aura of dispute.

In the past, monks fought for each other for the resources of cultivation, but now there is no shortage of these external objects of cultivation, so what they want to fight for is the inheritance of Taoism.

In fact, this kind of thing has begun to appear at the beginning of the third generation of Heavenly Emperor.

Originally, everyone was at the same level, so no Taoist law has necessarily surpassed other forces.
Chapter completed!