Mingshan Tong said: "You are the little prince. Logically... I should listen to you, but this time, it won't work.

Afterwards, the mountain boy will admit his mistake and let the little prince deal with it at that time."

After saying that, she was about to take the priest in front of her and forcibly take away the little Taoist priest in front of her.

However, she heard a laugh of laughter, not knowing whether it was a sarcasm or a self-deprecating person.

"Oh..."

"Little Prince..." Mingshantong's hand froze in the air, and the young man in her eyes was looking at the sky.

Youyou's voice came from his mouth:

"Two days ago, you asked me, if Wudang encounters a great disaster, can I still stick to myself like this?

If I can't, I should study the "Su Nu Sutra" and use my skin to deceive kind women, so as to divide the demon fire and continue my practice.

Because I can't help Wudang.

I told you that I will save...

I...

Will save yourself."

After saying that.

The little Taoist priest in white robe showed a bright smile.

He lowered his head, gritted his teeth, and held the sword in his right hand, showing some kind of determination.

Suddenly, he let out a low roar like a tiger.

An unknown premonition flashed through Mingshantong's heart: "Xia Ji, what are you going to do?!"

She took action like lightning, pointing directly to Xia Ji's acupoint.

But...

It's already late.

The brightest light in the world surged out from the white-robed Taoist priest and scattered wildly. The soft earthquake opened Mingshantong's hand.

Immediately, in a sensational dragon soars into the sky, violently and raising his head and soaring into the sky like a king coming to the world, breaking through the clouds,

Let the wind move with him,

Make the clouds chaotic by him,

Make all things flourish and be born towards him!

His face was painful, but he immediately pressed down.

He spit out a mouthful of blood, and purple flames rushing under his skin, flowing endlessly.

His body was trembling as if it was burned by this fire, but his hands were very firm.

Hold the hilt firmly.

He stepped forward step by step, step by step.

And Mingshantong could no longer stop him.

Because this is the brightest, warmest, and softest righteousness between heaven and earth, and the peak of the difference between people corresponding to the difference between the five elements.

Mingshan Tong looked at him in horror, and his dull face showed shock for the second time, which was even far more shocked than the first time.

"You, you idiot!!"

"You actually disrupted the balance in your body by yourself. You... are you just trying to prove that Wudang has not colluded with demons in order to use this righteous spirit?"

"You big idiot!!!"

"you..."

Mingshantong's whole body was trembling, and tears were in his eyes.

But Xia Ji was not angry, but just stopped slightly, and in the hot light, he said, "Thank you."

After saying these three words, he liberated himself and made greater decisions.

The righteous spirit is more violent and gentler, like the burning sun, illuminating the dim twilight at this time.

So much so that in Tai Chi Palace.

Yuhezi saw it.

The miracle doctor saw it.

The Wudang disciples saw it.

The Iron Cavalry Captain saw it.

Zhang Bai saw it.

Everyone saw it...

"Ahem cough cough..."

A violent cough came, and another mouthful of blood spurted out.

However, Xia Ji's face was calm, as if he could not feel the burning of the purple fire under his skin.

He walked towards Wuqianshan with a knife, unswervingly,
Chapter completed!