Tian Yuan

The old man on crutches played all his cards, obviously he didn't want to give Dugu Changkong any chance, and wanted to suppress him in the shortest possible time.

When everyone started the battle with Sword Immortal Chang Gung just now, they didn't see the old man on crutches contribute so much.

The powerhouses of each sect have their own ulterior motives, so naturally they cannot fight the enemy wholeheartedly.They want to reserve part of their strength to prevent sneak attacks by people around them.

Otherwise, hundreds of top powers will join forces to attack desperately, even the existence of climbing the Shenqiao will have to be weighed.

"If something happens to the ancestor, Wudaoya can't live a peaceful life."

The elders of Linghemen looked solemn and worried.

At this moment, many people's minds were tense, and they wanted to see how Dugu Changkong would solve it.

The vast starry sky turned into a chaotic battlefield.

Seeing that the crutch was about to pierce Dugu Changkong's eyebrows, many people sweated coldly on their palms, and Wu Junyan in the Buddha Bead Barrier was also extremely worried, hating that he was too weak to be of much help.

As the person involved, Dugu Changkong had an indifferent expression on his face, without blinking his eyelids.

"Shh-"

Flicking his sleeves, a gust of breeze rippled.

Like a magic soldier's crutch suddenly frozen in the void, it was difficult to move forward.

With a wave of his hand, hundreds of raging fire dragons collapsed directly.Vaguely, the dragon roared, extremely painful.

The furnace suspended in the starry sky originally wanted to spew out extremely flaming flames, but an unknown force sealed the furnace mouth and began to tremble violently, with several cracks appearing on the furnace body.

Seeing such a situation, the old man on crutches was startled and frightened, and hurriedly waved the black ancient flag in his hand, letting the law of the storm swallow up the territory where Dugu Changkong was.

I thought I could breathe a sigh of relief, but Dugu Changkong directly tore apart the Xinghai space, and walked in front of the crutch old man.

Slowly raised his right hand, pointing his index finger towards the brow of the old man on crutches.

A round of yin and yang diagrams manifested from the back of Dugu Changkong, with a diameter of hundreds of feet, containing the laws of the universe, and each corner is engraved with ancient seals and Dao patterns.

An evergreen tree appears on the left side, with luxuriant branches and leaves, and each leaf is different, symbolizing that the three thousand Taoisms have their own paths, but they are closely connected and grow from the same root.

A green mountain is visible on the right side, as high as a thousand feet, which means the heart of Taoism, which cannot be shaken.

In an instant, the old man on crutches saw what kind of move it was, and his expression gradually panicked, and he uttered a trembling voice full of fear: "You are Qing..."

Before the old man on crutches could finish his sentence, Dugu Changkong's point of finger had already arrived.

"Push!"

The power of the finger is like a broken bamboo.

Even the body protection Taoism at the peak of Mahayana is like rags and paper, unstoppable.

"Boom"

The head of the old man on crutches exploded directly, and his soul directly exited his body, and he fled crazily to the distance.

Perhaps because of the mentality of standing above the peak, Dugu Changkong let the soul of the old man with crutches go away, and did not kill them all.

With his physical body destroyed, it would take at least a thousand years for the old man on crutches to recover to his peak.

The monk of Wudaoya hurriedly sheltered the soul of the old man with crutches, and then looked at the lonely sky with fear and shock, his body trembled, not daring to take revenge.

"Taiqing four-element finger!"

"How do you know the technique of Qingzong?"

"Could it be that the Linghe Gate was obtained at the site of Qingzong's ruins?"

"It's not right, if it's just a Taoist technique, it's impossible to cause the vision of Qingzong's original technique. There is only one possibility, he...he is a member of Qingzong!"

All the heroes in the world exclaimed, their expressions changed, and they were shocked again and again.

Ordinary people don't know about Qingzong's affairs, they are just frightened by the scene in front of them, it's shocking and inconceivable.

One finger suppressed the Mahayana peak, almost killing him on the spot.

Moreover, anyone can see that Dugu Changkong didn't mean to kill them all, otherwise the old man with crutches would never have the chance to leave his body.

"Old Wu's master, so powerful!"

Chen Qingyuan's eyes widened, his mouth was dry, and he was really taken aback.

Wu Junyan didn't know that Master could be so powerful, so he was dumbfounded.

"Destroying the enemy with one finger, the ancestor Taishang of Linghemen is so terrifying."

The warships docked at places far away from the Baichen Starfield, and the monks watched the battle with the holy weapon mirror or magical powers, horrified.

"This level of combat power, isn't it really weaker than Sword Immortal Changgeng?"

Suddenly, a group of people thought of what Sword Immortal said, and felt a deep sense of awe towards Dugu Changkong.

In the depths of the starry sky, hundreds of top powers stared at the Dugu sky, the atmosphere was extremely dull, suffocating the soul.

"Is he really Patriarch Dugu?"

The elders of Linghemen naturally saw that this was Qingzong's core secret technique, and it was the first time that Patriarch Dugu felt so strange, and their faces were full of bewilderment and panic.

"who are you?"

A powerful man tightened his throat and asked loudly.

"A member of Qingzong."

Dugu Changkong had his hands on his back, although his body was stooped, he possessed supreme power.

The word fell, and the world was shocked.

wow——

In an instant, countless people's hearts trembled, and their emotions surged like a stormy wave, which was difficult to control.

"Old Ancestor, you..."

Several elders of Linghemen took a few steps forward, wanting to communicate with Dugu Changkong, but they didn't know where to start.

In their memory, Dugu Changkong was already the mainstay in the Holy Land when he entered the school when they were young, no matter what, he couldn't be a member of Qingzong!

how so?

The monks of Linghemen couldn't figure it out, their lips turned white, and a chill appeared all over their bodies.

A long time ago, Dugu Changkong did not go to Moyuan, but wandered in every corner of the Empire State.One day, he met a certain high-ranking person from Linghemen, and became friends with him.

As a result, Dugu Changkong became the worshiping elder of Linghemen, and later made contributions to the sect many times, and gradually became the core elder, and even the supreme ancestor, possessing extremely high power.

"really."

The sword fairy Li Muyang, who was watching the play, showed the expression I expected without any major surprise.Ten thousand years ago, he once had a battle with Dugu Changkong. Although Dugu Changkong tried his best to hide it, he still noticed a trace of Qingzong's Taoism.

However, Li Muyang didn't investigate deeply at that time, so there was no need for it.Besides, at that time, he was preparing to fight against the sky and had no energy.

"Should these matters be dealt with on the bright side?"

In the dark, Yu Chen frowned while watching the excitement.Originally, he wanted to pave the way for Chen Qingyuan, step by step, and avoid many crises.

Now, Dugu Changkong has directly revealed his identity, which will have a great impact on Qingzong.

Of course, if Dugu Changkong has the strength to suppress all uneasy factors, that's another story.

"Qingzong..."

In the dark corners of the holy places, those old antiques lying in coffins sensed this rhythm of cause and effect, and opened their eyes one after another. The smell of decay emanated from their bodies, and there were traces of time in their eyes.

"The cause and effect of the past can't be covered up after all."

The strongest of the Holy Gate Ancient Sect are not those who show their faces, but these guys who hide in dark and humid places. They are all nearly 3 years old, and very few even survived for [-] years. .