At first, it was just a flash of lightning, but the next moment, the sky instantly darkened, and a pale purple thundercloud covered the sky. Streaks of purple lightning flickered among the thunderclouds, appearing and disappearing from time to time, like the claws of a divine dragon. Between heaven and earth, there was a faint purple halo, dim and mysterious.
Everyone in the East Star Village saw this scene.
The treacherous weather change made everyone look up at the sky, with shock, doubt, and a trace of fear in their eyes.
"The Thunder Path Ancestral Mountain, this is... the Thunder Ancestor?
The number one battle general of the Dao Palace, Taoist Green Bull, who was ordered to temporarily stay in the East Star Village, suddenly had a grave expression on his face.
He realized something.
"Woof? An expert? Do you want to hide? "
The Samoyed's tail suddenly stood up.
Before his voice faded.
Boom!
Amidst the tumbling thunderclouds, a giant palm was conjured. It was as if a god had reached down from the clouds to pass judgment. It was wrapped in wind and thunder as it pressed down with destructive power. Accompanied by wind and thunder, the entire East Star Village was enveloped in it.
At this moment, as strong as Taoist Green Bull was, he also felt the arrival of death.
This was the means of a Martial Emperor.
The old faker's eyes narrowed.
"This little bastard, he really caused a lot of trouble."
A strange pale golden formation appeared under his feet, lifting him up into the sky, and took the initiative to meet the destructive giant thundercloud hand. At the same time, a golden formation flew out from every pore of his body, like fish scales, swirling around his body, emitting a strange golden light, hurriedly gathered, and finally turned into a golden trident, soaring into the sky.
The golden light, like the morning sun cutting through the darkness before dawn.
Boom!
The giant thundercloud hand was smashed in front of the golden trident.
What shattered along with it was the sea of purple lightning clouds that filled the sky.
The blue sky reappeared in everyone's field of vision, and the warm sun shone on the earth again. The world, which had lost its color, suddenly became lively and beautiful at this moment, as though it was a transition between life and death.
The figure of the old faker was floating in the air, standing tall and straight.
This wretched old man, who usually had yellow teeth, was now extremely tall and sturdy. Many disciples of the Mount Shu Sword Sect finally realized in shock that this old man, who usually played with dogs and chickens under the longevity tree, turned out to be so powerful.
Daoist Green Bull's eyes also shone with a strange light.
He had vaguely heard about the old faker's achievements in the Ziwei Star Zone, but he had never seen them with his own eyes. Moreover, the old faker's performance these days did not have the demeanor of an expert at all, so it was really difficult to associate him with an expert at the Martial Emperor level.
It was not until this moment that the old faker made his move. The power of the golden formation was undoubtedly flowing with the aura of the Emperor's Way. It was a kind of power that Taoist Green Bull had never seen before. It was not weaker than the strength of the Palace Master, the Sword King and other famous Emperors he had seen before... What a mysterious Martial Emperor.
And at this time, opposite the old faker, about a thousand meters away, a middle-aged man in a purple robe stood proudly, facing off against him.
This was a figure whose face looked ordinary at first glance, but the more one looked at him, the more one would feel that this person contained an indescribable majesty. He was high and mighty, like a god who controlled the laws of all living beings, as though the land under his feet and all living beings were like mayflies in front of him, as insignificant as dust.
"Friend, the master of the Lightning Path Ancestral Mountain, greets you.
The purple-robed middle-aged man opened his mouth, his voice mellow and full of majesty.
The old faker grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, "Friend your sister, get lost."
The purple-robed middle-aged man's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, as if he had never thought that an Emperor expert who was on par with him would speak in such a vulgar manner. As a result, he did not know what to say next.
"Are you going to get lost or not?" The old faker's face was full of impatience.
The purple-robed middle-aged man Thunder Ancestor smiled slightly, completely regaining his composure, and was not angry at all. He said calmly, "Today, I am not here to destroy the East Star Village, nor to challenge you to a battle, I just want to stop you, my friend, and take up some of your time."
The old faker said, "You have to pay a price to stop me."
The purple-robed middle-aged man Thunder Ancestor said, "This price, maybe I can afford."
There was a kind of light in the old faker's eyes, like the light of the most dangerous water beast before hunting, he bowed slightly and said, "Maybe... you can't afford it."
As soon as he finished speaking.
Boom!
He had already arrived in front of the purple-robed middle-aged man Thunder Ancestor, and punched.
Boom!
The Thunder Ancestor was directly blown away, his body split into pieces in mid-air, exploding into light purple mist all over the sky.
"Instant kill?"
The Green Bull Taoist's eyelids twitched.
At this time —
"Good fist technique."
The voice of the Thunder Ancestor sounded in mid-air, and the lightning flashed, and his body reassembled.
He also punched.
Boom!
The two fists collided.
Both the old faker and the Thunder Ancestor froze on the spot, their fists colliding, and for a moment, time and space seemed to stand still.
At this time, a vision appeared.
Behind the old faker, there was the sound of surging waves, and in the vague shadow of tens of thousands of sea beasts loomed, but it disappeared in a flash, occupying half of the sky behind him. Behind the Thunder Ancestor, lightning flashed, thunder rolled, leaden clouds rolled, and the illusion of the Thunder Dragon twisted, also disappeared in a flash.
The terrible power seemed to be about to break out in an instant, destroying the world.
But the next moment, all the illusions disappeared, and the terrible power that was about to break out also dissipated, as if it was a phantom, a spring dream, dissipating in an instant without a trace, with a sudden sense of unreality.
The first exclamation came from the mouth of the Thunder Ancestor.
Then he flew backward for a hundred meters before he stabilized his body.
The second exclamation came from the mouth of the Green Bull Taoist.
Then the eyes of the first battle general of the Dao Palace burst out with disbelief and horror.
The entire Chaotic Realm was extremely certain of one fact, and that was that among all the Martial Emperors who had attained the Dao, the Lightning Ancestor, who had cultivated the Connate Lightning Dao, was definitely among the top three in terms of close combat strength. Many Martial Emperors had been crushed in this kind of physical confrontation.
But now, in the collision between the Thunder Ancestor and the old faker, he was unexpectedly at a disadvantage.
This … this yellow-toothed old man, when the golden trident smashed the giant hand of thunder and lightning, the Green Bull Taoist thought he was an Emperor who had achieved the Way by using the formation technique, but now … well, his physical body was also so terrifying, could it be that he was an Emperor who had achieved the Way by cultivating both magic and martial arts?
Those who could become Emperors of this kind of school were all incomparably terrifying existences.
The Green Bull Taoist felt that many forces, on the other hand, had to re-evaluate this foreign Emperor.
At the same time, he also realized that there might be a problem on Li Mu's side.
The old faker obviously wanted to end the battle quickly, leave here, and go to support Li Mu, but the Thunder Ancestor had no intention of competing with the old faker, and just wanted to keep the old faker here.
Realizing this, the Green Bull Taoist did not hesitate, turned into a stream of flowing light, and directly flew in the direction of Huining City.
The teleportation array that had been constructed was now disrupted by the battle energies of the two Emperors — especially the deliberate interference of the Lightning Ancestor — and could no longer be used. With Daoist Green Bull's cultivation base and speed, he could reach Peace City within the time it took for an incense stick to burn out.
However, when he was halfway there, he had no choice but to stop.
A smiling young man with long hair casually draped over his shoulders, barefoot, and dressed in a white robe, stood in front of him, blocking his way.
"Brother Green Bull, why are you in such a hurry?" The young man's tone was gentle, like a spring breeze.
"Bai Rushuang?"
The Green Bull Taoist's heart slowly sank.
Since Bai Rushuang, the head of the nine successors of the Thunder Tao Ancestor Mountain, was waiting for him here, it meant that this time, the Thunder Tao Ancestor Mountain had taken all aspects into consideration. Therefore, it was impossible for him to support Li Mu in a short time.
"Moo!"
Without any superfluous words, the Green Bull Taoist directly punched, and the sound of a bull's moo resounded through the world.
The Great Way of Reincarnation Fist!
On the seemingly casual face of the white-robed middle-aged man, a trace of eagerness and excitement flashed in the depths of his eyes. He turned into lightning and rushed up to meet the attack.
The first successor of the Thunder Tao Ancestral Mountain, the first general of the Wuwei Taoist Palace!
The world did not know who was the second in the two holy lands of the Human Clan, second only to their respective holy masters. Even they themselves did not know who was better.
But today, was the winner finally going to be decided?
Boom!
Terrible energy fluctuations burst in the sky.
The void barrier was like glass fragments under the divine hammer, flying like butterflies.
…
"Want to learn chess skills?"
Sword King looked at the smiling old man in front of him and said, "I've never heard that the master of the Thousand Flames Holy Land is obsessed with chess."
The old man had white hair, beard, and eyebrows, and had a kind of immortal air. He said lightly, "The journey of seeking the Tao is long and endless. It's never too late to start at any time."
Sword King said, "I'm not in the mood to play chess today."
The old man said, "There's no time like the present."
Sword King sighed and said, "Is this the choice of the Thousand Flames Holy Land?"
The old man also sighed and said, "The Hidden Sword Sea's choice is not very wise."
A simple and unadorned sword shadow slowly appeared behind the Sword Sovereign, and it gradually became clearer. A slight sword hum seemed to come from another space, and the surrounding air burst out with strands of illusory sword light.
"Please."
Sword King raised his hand.
If possible, he did not want to fight with the master of the Human Clan's holy land.
The old man from the Thousand Flames Holy Land turned his palm.
Three flames appeared in his palm, one white, one black, and one colorless.
…
…
Duang —!
A strange bell sound rang in the sky above the Dao Palace's Mount Wuwei without warning.
The Dao Palace Master was planting vegetables in the field with a small hoe in the fenced courtyard. When he heard the bell, his expression changed.
In the sky, a monk wearing a golden kasaya and holding a golden staff stood above the Wuwei Mountain Range. A Buddhist bell floated in the air, with the symbol "Swastika" carved on its four sides.
The monk struck the bell with the staff, and the sound was melodious.
The Dao Palace Master looked down and calculated with his fingers. His expression gradually became serious.
The Dao Palace Master looked up and said, "Master Ru Hui, is the Huazang Temple also going to participate in this storm?"
"Amitabha."
The monk's face was like white jade, shining. His ears hung down to his shoulders, and there were twelve scars on the top of his head. He did not answer and only struck the Buddhist bell with the staff rhythmically.
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