As he finished speaking, the emotions on the face of the old demon in Black Mountain completely disappeared, and replaced by a coldness that was enough to make anyone feel cold.

"Zhen Yan Taoist..."

He repeated it and wrote the name in his heart.

Rather than saying that the two of them fought, it would be better to say that they each changed their move. That move of rebellious life and scattered hand has the mystery of being a bully boxing.

It seemed that he had grabbed his arm and it was actually breaking the balance of the seven thoughts he had differentiated, and thus disrupting his mind.

Both sides were injured, but he was indeed injured...

"The sky is coming, and I am not waiting for you, and I am not waiting for you. If you don't want to break, get out of seclusion!"

With a faint laugh, the old Taoist felt endless peace in his heart.

In a trance, he seemed to see the past, the spirit of being young, the conceit and despair of being young, the heart of being middle-aged is as calm as water, and the heart of being old is as dead as death...

The state of mind was bright, and it could almost see everything. In a faint way, he seemed to see something, inside his broken body...

That's...

‘Xuanba once guessed, Shenzang?’

He was a little surprised, but he didn't care much. As he slowly closed his eyes, he seemed to see Taoist Lin and many descendants of his descendants.

It also seemed to see the young man who was full of energy like his back then...

"What does ginseng fruit taste like?"

As his murmurs sounded, his breath became smaller and completely cut off.

Martial Saint, Fall!

This is a major event that can cause a sensation in any era in the past three thousand years.

However, I saw this scene with my own eyes, inside and outside the northwest city, regardless of the level of martial arts, no matter how good or bad the enemy or friends.

At this moment, a hint of sadness arose in my heart.

Another martial arts monument fell down...

"Brother Dao..."

Taoist Yunni sighed.

Both of them are Taoist sects, even though they are different from each other's camps, they are still a bit incense. Seeing that the person died and the Tao disappeared, I couldn't help but feel sad.

But in just a moment, his mind calmed down, and the talisman light dispersed from his body gradually gathered, ten, hundreds, thousands, three thousand...

Before his sighing, thousands of talisman lights lit up on his body, intertwined and turned into a huge talisman array.

Hiddenly, behind him, an ancient scroll as big as a house appeared. As the faint light rose and disappeared, it exuded an ancient and terrifying aura.

"The Book of Divine Talismans... is very interesting magical powers. If your talisman can be stacked layer by layer, it would be amazing..."

Facing the ready-to-run Taoist Yunni, the old demon lost his solemnity against the Zhenyan Taoist, and seemed a little careless:

"But, how long can your talisman array last?"

He didn't take action, and he didn't even care about staggering off the city wall. Zhao Kun, who was full of grief, roared and cursed, and only looked at Taoist Yunni faintly.

"How long can your injury last?"

Taoist Yunni's face was expressionless, but behind him, he was a little wet. His talismans were not endless...

"The Taoist Master Zhenyan is empty and his life is over, so he has the desire to die. Why are you doing?"

In his state, the old monster of the Black Mountain is as if he is watching the fire.

"If you don't take action while your injury is serious, will you wait for your injury to heal?"

Taoist Yunni gritted his teeth slightly.

"Then, if you have the courage, just take action..."

The old demon sneered and turned around.

He didn't even care about giving up his back and was about to leave, but at this moment, he suddenly felt something in his heart and raised his eyebrows:
Chapter completed!