Tian Yuan

Wu Junyan looked at Dugu Changkong who was also in the void, his eyes were slightly red, he knelt down on his knees, and said in a choked voice: "I am ashamed of you, disciple."

Actually, Wu Junyan didn't know Dugu Changkong's identity.

When he was young, he became a teacher and got along with him every day. He was also a teacher and a father, and he had a deep relationship.

Later, Dugu Changkong left a sentence and turned to leave: "When you reach the realm of crossing the catastrophe, we, master and apprentice, will see each other again."

According to Dugu Changkong's initial layout, let Wu Junyan go through all kinds of tempering and practice to the stage of crossing the catastrophe, and then he will wash Wu Junyan's marrow and bones, teach Qingzong all his life's insights, cultivate with all his heart, and restore Qingzong.

Moreover, Dugu Changkong didn't intend to let Wu Junyan go to Moyuan, but only wanted to protect Qingzong's blood.He has selfish motives, and he doesn't want to let Qingzong's inheritance be cut off. As for other things, the world should also bear the corresponding responsibilities.

Later, the appearance of Lin Changsheng and Chen Qingyuan changed Dugu Changkong's plan.

In order to meet the master, Wu Junyan practiced desperately, and promised the master not to use some special Taoism.

Although Wu Junyan didn't know what those Taoisms meant, he would never violate the teacher's words.

"You did a great job."

Dugu Changkong smiled slightly.

A gentle force helped Wu Junyan in the Buddhist bead barrier to his feet.

Yu Chenran, who was hiding in the void in the distance, looked surprised at the sudden appearance of Dugu Zhangkong, and then returned to his natural state.

Not long ago, Yu Chenran had found out the true identity of Dugu Changkong, the previous elder of Qingzong.

"There's a good show to watch."

Yu Chenran still didn't intend to show his face, he just watched the excitement intently.

The top powers of the 36 sects of the Dizhou all know the Dugu Changkong of Linghemen, a living fossil that has lived for nearly 3 years, and has a very high seniority.

"Is what Chang Geng Sword Immortal said just now true or false?"

The powerhouses have great doubts.

Jianxian actually said that he might not be Dugu Changkong's opponent now, which is hard to believe.

"Is the ancestor so powerful?"

The elders of Linghemen looked suspicious.

"A figure like Sword Immortal shouldn't be bluffing. Could it be... is Dugu Changkong so low-key?"

A figure comparable to Chang Gung's Sword Immortal has not made any earth-shattering acts for tens of thousands of years. It is strange and terrifying to think about it.

Such an old antique who can forbear and hide clumsiness must be very terrifying.

"Everyone, please give this old man a face, and let this matter go."

Dugu Changkong was dressed in commoner clothes, his thinning white hair was rather messy, and a pair of straw sandals still had some dust. He probably was still tending his vegetable garden before he came here.

How could the several strongmen of Linghemen dare to be an enemy to the ancestors, they retreated to a distance obediently, to see how the situation would develop.They couldn't figure out why Patriarch Dugu said that Wu Junyan had nothing to do with Linghemen, let's find out later!

"Senior wants to calm down the matter with just one sentence, which is a bit funny."

The strong man of the ancient sect who had an old grievance with Linghemen sarcastically sarcastically.

"The fragments of the emperor's army are very important, how can we give up."

Someone else expressed their determination to get the fragments of the emperor's armament.

"With all due respect, your old face is not worth the price."

In one sentence, I want to repel the heroes of the Imperial State, what a joke.

Even if the famous Chang Gung Sword Immortal in the past came forward, everyone refused to give up, let alone Dugu Changkong who seemed to be about to die.

Although Jianxian's words just now frightened all the powerful people, they don't believe that Dugu Changkong really has such abilities.

After all, Dugu Changkong was too low-key, and even the upper echelons of Linghemen rarely saw him make a move.

"I don't want my hands to be stained with blood, please think twice."

Dugu Changkong puts his love on mountains and rivers, does not fight for power and profit, and is not greedy for money and lust.

Only when he watched the seeds planted in the vegetable garden germinate and grow, he had some fun and lamented the magic of life.

Dugu Changkong was a little surprised when he heard the news of the Emperor Bing's birth, but he didn't have any desire to snatch it.However, this fortune is from his disciple Wu Junyan, and no one can take it away.

"Jiang Nanli, who is descending from Wudao Cliff, wants to ask Senior Dugu for advice."

The black-faced old man with a cane had seen Dugu Changkong many years ago, working in the mud with a hoe. He had no dusty temperament of a cultivator, and it was difficult for people to feel respect.

The old man on crutches doesn't believe that a top person lives a life as simple as a mortal, and wants to test the depth of Dugu Changkong's strength.

"If I make a move, there will be casualties." Dugu Changkong and the old man on crutches looked at each other, and said in a flat voice, "Are you sure?"

For some reason, the heart of the crutch old man trembled slightly.

Looking at each other, an indescribable feeling of desolation came to my heart, which made the old man on crutches feel cold and uneasy.

"of course."

The words have already been said, the old man on crutches can't retreat, that's too shameful.

"Even if Dugu Changkong is not a weak person, this seat is also an extraordinary person, so it shouldn't be a problem if we try to learn from each other."

The old man on crutches thought to himself, he still had some confidence in his own strength.

But none of the monks who can stand at the pinnacle of Mahayana is an ordinary person, and they have many cards to save their lives.

The words have come to this point, Dugu Changkong will not say more.

Da da da......

Dugu Changkong walked towards the heroes of the Empire in the depths of the starry sky, his steps were slow, and every step made many people's hearts suddenly sink, feeling full of oppression.

It is obviously a living fossil half buried in the ground, as thin as a stick, with withered blood, how can it have such coercion?

All the masters felt the pressure, their hands clenched subconsciously, it was difficult to keep calm.

Facing the lonely sky, the old man on crutches was several times more stressed than other people. A few strands of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and his right hand holding the crutch trembled unconsciously a few times.

After a few breaths, the old man on crutches held his breath, controlled the unstable emotions in his heart, circulated his spiritual power, and performed Taoism.

"go with!"

The old man on crutches suddenly threw the crutch in his hand towards Dugu Changkong, and the crutch turned into a terrifying magic weapon. The speed was so fast that the naked eye couldn't see it, only a piece of void was pierced, leaving behind a long Long traces, the explosion scene is particularly terrifying.

At the same time, the old man on crutches used several hole cards.

In the blink of an eye, a slapped stove appeared, which quickly grew in size in the starry sky, spraying out extremely flaming flames, and evolved into hundreds of huge fire dragons with ferocious faces, and the power of the flames was enough to burn several stars.

Immediately afterwards, a black ancient flag was held tightly by the old man with crutches in both hands, and he waved it with his hands.

wow——

A terrible storm swept across the lonely sky, and thousands of skeletons holding sharp blades appeared in the starry sky, roaring like wild beasts, full of killing intent.

The storm created by the ancient flag increased the power of Jiyan Daohuo by several percent, and the bodies of the hundreds of fire dragons became even bigger.