The flames in the air still had no sign of extinguishing. Even the Donghai Fairy Trace and others who had just joined stopped attacking and watched everything in the field.

Suddenly, a roar came from the flames, the flames spread out in all directions, and beams of light burst out, and the air seemed to be trembling extremely. The cracks that had almost healed in the barrier were shattered in response to the sound, and the dense gaps divided the barrier into countless pieces.

Bang!

A bright light shining scattered down. On the other hand, Qingyang Mountain did not see anything wrong except gasping heavily. Qingyang Fu hurried forward and supported the mountain. He heard a flute sound from Qingyang's ice soul, and everyone turned into a ray of light and left.

Seeing this, Binglong yelled: You guys underestimate me too much!

Before he finished speaking, his huge body chased towards the direction where the light was gone. At this moment, the person from the East China Fairyland witnessed this moment. The leader was an old man with gray hair and thin hair, but with a giant sword on his back.

This person had never seen Wu Zhuo before, but the person beside him was very familiar with Wu Zhuo, even Yun Zhong Shan. At this moment, Yun Zhong Shan seemed to be searching for something, and the two of them focused their eyes together, which made Yun Zhong Shan in the air look happy.

Wu Zhuo swayed his head slightly, and Yun Zhongshan Xise instantly took it back. Only then did he find that the person beside Wu Zhuo was coercing him.

The old man who led the lead withdrew his eyes from the direction of the ice dragon's departure and said in confusion: The Qingyang clan is really full of talents, and it turned into an ice dragon. The scene looks like an internal fight, not as Yun Xianniu said.

Yun Zhongshan was also very puzzled at this moment. It seemed that Wu Zhuo was also deceived by some people and said: Uncle Tianqi, the message is somewhat different, but the person below is a disciple of the Yayun Sect. Now that he is being coerced, he should be sent down first. What?

Of course it was good. The old man smiled and looked at the direction Yun Zhongshan pointed with bright eyes. He rubbed his hands and asked: Should he let the disciples go? Or should he use me, the old guy?

Yun Zhongshan grinned and said to himself: Uncle Tianqi still looks like an old naughty boy. He thought that the ten years of seclusion would change, but it seemed that this was just a wish.

Uncle Tianqi, do you want to move your muscles? Yun Zhongshan asked with a smile on his face and asked in the old man's ear.

The old man's eyes widened, as if he was a little excited because of Yun Zhongshan's words. He happily patted Yun Zhongshan's shoulder and said: It's still my nephew who knows me, so you wait again and wait for me to move.

Many disciples of the East China Sea Immortal Trace who accompanied him had never witnessed the cultivation level of Master Age, but had heard a little. Today, they were lucky enough to see Master Age take action, and they all whispered together excitedly.

Bang!

As if the bottle plug was pulled open, the old man had disappeared from Yun Zhongshan's side. Almost instantly, the old man appeared in front of Wuzhu and Qingyang Zhiqi, and the disciples of the East China Sea Fairy Trace heard a burst of marvels.

The old man looked at Qingyang Zhiqi with a smile, without saying a word, and looked at him without threat.

Qingyang Zhiqi was a little furious when he was seen, and was extremely disgusted but could keep calm and said: Oh, Wuzhu, are you a little late to help?

Wu Zhuo could feel the dagger on his waist had pierced his skin, as if countless ants were gnawing at his flesh and blood, and his eyes gradually dissipated. He endured the pain and said: I will definitely not spare you!

Seeing that Wutuo was already poisoned, the old man withdrew his smile and said seriously: Let him go, I promise to keep you a hand for eating. If you refuse, I may only be able to squirm like a snake or insect in the future.

Qingyang Zhiqi suddenly pinched Wuzhuo's neck and scolded with a ferocious face: Now he is in my hands, if you want him to die, take another step forward.

It seems you still don’t believe me. The old man shook his head and said sorry for Qingyang Zhiqi.

Qingyang Zhiqi spat and said: Do what I said quickly and take your people away from here, or I will kill him.

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A flash of light that could not be captured at all by the naked eye was passing by, as if he blinked at an extremely fast speed. Qingyang Zhiqi's arms were already hanging down as weakly as the sides, and his legs also lost support in the next second.

Bang, bang, bang and bang successively made Qingyang Zhiqi and all the guards behind him fall to the ground.

At this moment, Qingyang Zhiqi's eyes were rotating in horror, and he still couldn't believe what was happening in front of him.

Is it?

The old man only took two words to say to put more than a dozen people to the ground. I am afraid that few people in the world can do such a god.

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A warm current that made people feel extremely comfortable wandered in the body. Wutuo slowly opened his eyes and pressed his big hands on Wutuo's back. Wutuo wanted to turn his head to see, but was stopped by the person behind him.

Another hour passed, and the hands took them away from the back of the Wuturbid and said: Wuturbid, the poison on your body has been completely relieved, but the process of removing the poison consumes too much energy and requires several days of cultivation.

Wu Zhuo heard the sound a little familiar. He turned around and saw that it was the old man seen by the Qingyang clan. Wu Zhuo hurriedly bowed and thanked him, saying: Wu Zhuo thanks for his help.

The old man waved his hand with a smile, got up and smoothed his sleeves, and said: No need to thank you, go outside and take a look. Zhongshan and the others are still waiting outside.

Wu Zhuo thanked the old man in front of him again and walked out of the room. Yun Zhongshan and Ling Xi outside the room were waiting anxiously. When they heard the sound of the door opening, they looked over here. Seeing that Wu Zhuo was coming out, Yun Zhongshan showed joy and said: Wu Zhuo, are you okay?

Wu Zhui nodded and took it to the door. Although his body was still a little weak, he still tried hard to make himself look less haggard and said: Thanks to this senior who helped me, I am no longer injuring me.

That's good. You can cultivate here for a few days with peace of mind. It's not too late to leave after your body is well maintained. Yun Zhongshan could see that the five turbidities were still very weak and said.

At this moment, Wu Zhuo was very curious about the identity of the old man in the house. When facing them, he no longer concealed himself. He pulled them out of the courtyard, lowered the volume a little, and asked: Who is the senior who healed me?

Yun Zhongshan immediately understood and said with a smile: Uncle Tianqi has been in seclusion for more than ten years, and we rarely hear about his deeds in this generation. Except for our disciples of the East China Sea Fairyland, it is normal for outsiders to not know about it.

Apocalypse?!

Wu Zhuo seemed to have heard of this name somewhere. Although he couldn't remember it for a while, he didn't care at this moment, and said: Senior Tianqi's cultivation is unfathomable, which really makes me admire him.

That's natural. Master Apocalypse is a peerless master in the East China Sea Immortal Trace. Even the master of the sect should respect him three points. Ling Xi said proudly when talking about Master Apocalypse.
Chapter completed!