Guarding the mortal world for 300 years, I am invincible in the world

Zhang stands here.

With a long cry, the world is silent.

The expression on the face of the disciple of Yunlan Dao Sect standing on the flying boat behind him changed.

Zhang Li's call could almost save Zhu Hao's life.

Zhu Hao is the deacon of the Foundation Establishment Realm, their master, and their backer. If Zhu Hao dies here, their resources and attention will be greatly reduced after they go back.

As for whether Zhang Li died here, is this uncle familiar with them?

Ahead, the demonic cloud surged, and one after another demonic shadows rushed towards Zhang Li.

"Senior brother, go!" Zhu Hao, who ran out of the magic cloud, had a pale complexion and roared loudly.

He rushed to Zhang Li and reached out to pull Zhang Li's arm.

Zhang Li's face was indifferent, he held his hand, and said softly: "It's okay, you go first, they won't kill me."

After speaking, he pushed Zhu Hao back, and then flew forward, rushing into the magic cloud.

"Wu Tanzi, if you dare to hurt my senior brother, I, Yunlan Taoist Sect, and your Heavenly Demon Palace will live forever!" Zhu Hao stared wide-eyed, his breath surged, and he gritted his teeth and growled.

A long laugh came from the magic cloud, leading Yun Tao to retreat slowly.

In the original place, Zhang Li's figure was also lost.

"Master..." The flying boat approached, and the disciples on the bow called softly.

Zhu Hao turned around with a gloomy expression.

"Put away your little thoughts!"

"Senior brother and I are close brothers!"

He clenched his fists and growled with a flushed face.

A group of disciples hurriedly lowered their heads.

"Master, didn't you say that the Grand Elder thinks highly of the Master? If the news of the Master's return is reported to the Grand Elder..." a disciple spoke boldly.

Zhu Hao nodded, turned his head to look at the magic cloud that had disappeared into the sky, and stepped onto the flying boat with one step.

The flying boat attracted Yunguang, and flew away in the direction of Yunlan Daozong.

……

Zhang Li was wrapped in a magic cloud, and the cloud turned into chains, intertwining layers around his body.

Flying hundreds of miles away, the clouds fell, and five demon cultivators in black robes surrounded Zhang Li's body and landed on a wasteland.

"Boy—" The young man who spoke was at the Foundation Establishment Level, and his body was intertwined with demonic and evil aura.

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Li had already stared at him, and his voice stopped.

Wu Tanzi on the side laughed, grabbed the young demon cultivator by the shoulders, and pulled back: "Su Qu, he is a senior who has guarded the world for 300 years. Although his cultivation level is only two levels higher than yours, he is already an old man. Senior."

The disciples guarding the mortal world are basically at the end of their lifespan, and with the 300 years wasted, they are at least [-] years old.

Among the demon cultivators present, only Wu Tanzi has practiced for nearly a thousand years, and the others are at most about the same age as Zhang Li.

When he said that Zhang Li was an old man, he was really not joking.

Several magicians stared at Zhang Li with disdain on their faces.

How can practitioners who accept the task of guarding the mortal world have the right to be seen by them?
They just sent the guarding disciple of their own sect to the mortal world, they don't know what the guarding disciple is?
"I'm curious, what kind of adventure is it that allows you to cultivate to the foundation-building stage in the mortal world."

A moxiu with a jasper crown on his head, dark red eyebrows, and thin cheeks took a step forward, reaching out to pat Zhang Li's shoulder.

Wu Tanzi frowned, and said in a low voice: "Be gentle, don't shoot me to death, I still want to ask Chang Lingzi where they are going."

After his words fell, the palm of the demon cultivator had already patted Zhang Li's shoulder.

But because of Wu Tanzi's words, this palm did indeed take some force.

"Snapped--"

The palm slapped on Zhang Li's shoulder, and there was a shock.

Zhang Lizhou's devilish energy shook and shattered.

The demon cultivator who made the shot pressed his palm on Zhang Li's shoulder, with a look of bewilderment on his face.

He himself knew how powerful the power contained in his palm was.

A practitioner in the early stage of foundation establishment may not die under this palm, but it is inevitable that his muscles and bones will be broken.

Anyway, I didn't want to stay alive.

But Zhang Li in front of him at this moment is clearly unscathed.

How can this be?

"careful!"

The Foundation Establishment practitioner was dazed in a daze, while Wu Tanzi's expression changed drastically, he sipped in a low voice, and moved his body, wanting to charge forward.

But it is too late.

Zhang Li's body was shocked by a pale golden halo, and immediately knocked back the demon cultivator who shot.

The sorcerer who took three steps back turned from pale to blood red, then his eyes widened, and a mouthful of blood spewed out from his mouth.

He trembled all over, his legs trembled uncontrollably, and then fell directly to the ground.

Zhang Li, who had lowered his head slightly, raised his head, and a golden streamer flashed in his eyes.

Taking a step forward, the two demon cultivators standing not far in front of them had already been punched in the chest by Zhang Liyi before they could react.

The sternum "cracked" and the spine "cracked" and shattered.

The two bodies flew out.

Zhang Li took another step forward, with a calm face, facing Wu Tanzi who rushed forward, only five feet away.

Without hesitation, Wu Tanzi raised his hand and drew his saber.

"brush--"

Slashing down with a black light, within five feet, the space will be imprisoned, and it will be shattered inch by inch.

Knife mans.

Knife intent.

A half-step golden elixir demon overhaul has already cultivated a half-step saber intent.

Such a knife can directly seriously injure a practitioner at the first level of Jindan.

Wu Tanzi has the power to leapfrog and fight!
The light of the knife slashed down, and Zhang Li slowly raised his head.

Do not avoid or retreat!

Raising his left hand, his palm and five fingers stretched out across the top of his head.

"when--"

The long knife slashed on his palm, but what came out was the sound of gold and iron clashing.

"This is, the great achievement of body training!" Wu Tanzi exclaimed, and wanted to draw the knife, but the knife was held in his hand, and he couldn't draw it back at all.

What kind of power can cut without injury, hold the blade without turning back?

Jindan realm?
Body refining golden elixir?

Anyway, Luyang Continent has never seen such a strong man.

It is impossible for the entire Luyang Continent to have such a practice inheritance.

"This--"

Wu Tanzi trembled all over, and couldn't draw back the knife, so he let go of the handle of the knife, and then used a magic trick in his hand, all the magic energy behind him turned into a vast and ferocious beast, and directly hit Zhang Li.

There was coldness and tyranny in the body of the monster gathered by magic, it opened its mouth, and bit Zhang Li on the head.

It's just that just as the beast opened its mouth, Zhang Li punched it on the forehead.

The entire body of the strange beast trembled, shattered inch by inch, and then scattered into a magic cloud with a radius of ten feet, suppressing the surrounding space.

This magic cloud can not only suppress the power, but also psychedelic the soul.

As long as you are locked into it, unless you are a strong demon, you can't escape at all.

The demon cultivator standing beside him who did not make a move showed killing intent on his face, a magic formula in his hand opened a crack in the magic cloud in front of him, and he charged into it with a battle gun in his hand.

Wu Tanzi looked at the demon cloud ahead, his expression changed, his figure moved, he retreated instead of advancing, and fled towards the distance.

After a while, the magic cloud shook, and Zhang Li walked out of it step by step.

In his hand, he held a long knife and a spear.

The magic cultivator who rushed into the magic cloud just now has disappeared.

Looking around, Zhang Li shook his head, looked calm, and walked away slowly.

It's not that he can't kill Wu Tanzi, it's just that he feels it's unnecessary.

If you keep this one, there may be unexpected benefits.

Half a day later, Zhang Li came to a mountain.

Above the mountains, there are dozens of pavilions and courtyards.

"Where is fellow Taoist coming to Yun Chengzong?" A voice sounded in front, and two young men in blue Taoist robes flew down.

The two looked at Zhang Li with vigilance on their faces.

Zhang Li raised his hand and said: "Next Zhang Li, a disciple of Yunlan Dao Sect, was intercepted by a demon before, escaped by chance, and came here for help."

Disciple of Yunlan Dao Sect!

The faces of the two youths in green robes were startled.

On Luyang Continent, who is the strongest?
Naturally, it is Yunlan Daozong.

Yunlan Daozong, who has a Nascent Soul Realm major repair and is in charge of the leader of the Taoist sect, possesses unimaginable strength.

"Om-"

A young man hurriedly ignited a messenger talisman and flung it into the sky, while the other held a long jade-colored ruler in his hand and looked around with a dignified expression.

The demon way that dares to intercept and kill the people of Yunlan Dao Sect is probably extremely strong.

Yun Chengzong's strength may not be able to resist it.

A messy stream of light flew down from the mountains, and two Jindan Daoists and seven or eight Foundation Establishment practitioners followed.

On the mountain, streaks of golden halo rose and turned into light curtains.

"A Taoist friend of Yunlan Daozong?"

"Hurry up, although I, Yun Chengzong, am not a great sect, I am also an authentic Taoist sect, and I will never sit back and watch fellow Taoist sects fall into the hands of the demon sect."

The two Golden Core Realms looked at Zhang Li, and saw that the Yunlan Dao Sect's True Essence Spiritual Light mark aroused in his hand made a sound.

The whole mountain moved, and then groups of Yun Chengzong disciples came, protected Zhang Li, and retreated slowly into the sect.

An hour later, Daodao's message scattered and scattered towards the distance.

Two hours later, before dark, ghosts appeared outside Yun Chengzong.

Fortunately, the Great Formation of the Mountain Gate had already been set up, and those demon practitioners did not attack by force.

In the middle of the night, a few streamers of light came flying in the void, and after several fights with the demon cultivator outside Yun Chengzong's mountain gate, they rushed to the mountain gate.

"Fellow Taoist Xu Ji, Xun Zhengtang of the Taoist sect of the Ming Dynasty came to help."

The person who spoke was a Jindan Daxiu with a tall figure.

This night, at least ten Jindan people came to Yun Chengzong's mountain gate.

Especially in the middle of the night, Yunlan Daozong sent a message back, asking Yun Chengzong to protect Zhang Li, and the strong man of Yunlan Daozong would arrive within two days.

This made Xu Ji, the suzerain of Yunchengzong, heave a sigh of relief, and also made the practitioners who came to rescue smile.

Didn't they come here to sell Yunlan Daozong a favor?

On the second day, someone from the demonic cultivator outside the mountain gate made a strong attack, and the cultivation base of the golden core level aroused the demonic energy to the sky.

If it weren't for the reinforcements from all sides, Yun Chengzong really couldn't resist it.

However, the more violently the demonic way attacked, the happier the disciples of Yun Chengzong stationed there, as well as those practitioners from all sides who came to help.

This kind of human relationship can be more sincere.

If Moxiu didn't even pretend to attack, wouldn't it be too bland?
beat.

You hit hard.

In the middle of the morning, the lord of Yun Chengzong and several Jindan realms also made a move together, went out of the big formation of the mountain gate, hunted and killed several demon cultivators, and then were chased back by the opponent's Jindan powerhouse.

However, when the sky was full of sunset, Moxiu suddenly receded like a tide.

In the distance, flying boats shining under the rays of the sun rushed towards them.

"Brother Zhang Li!"

Zhu Hao led the flying boat to the front of the mountain gate, shouting loudly.

On the flying boat, two dignified Taoists stepped out, looking around.

Xu Ji, who was guarding behind the mountain gate, showed surprise on his face, and exchanged a look with Xun Zhengtang, who was beside him with the same happy expression, and then walked out of the mountain gate.

"Xu Ji, Xun Zhengtang has met all the friends of the Yunlan Dao Sect."

"I've seen Senior Gao Muhe and Senior Li Yunsheng."

Yunlan Daozong actually came with a Jindan seventh-level and a Jindan fifth-level powerhouse. This lineup obviously attaches great importance to Zhang Li.

Then this rescue was worth it anyway.

The Taoist at the seventh level of Jindan Realm who led the team nodded, and then his eyes fell on Zhang Li who walked out of the mountain gate.

"Zhang Li?"

Seeing Zhang Li's face, the Taoist named Gao Muhe was slightly taken aback.

He had seen this face before.

"Disciple Zhang Li, I have met Master Uncle." Zhang Li shouted, cupping his hands and saluting.

Master Uncle.

When Zhang Li practiced in Yunlan Daozong, he was in Chiyang Peak, which Gao Muhe was in charge of.

Gao Muhe is the leader of Chiyang Peak.

Several disciples of Chiyang Peak died, and Zhang Li was the only one who came back alive by luck.

At that time, Gao Muhe met Zhang Li in person and gave him a healing medicine.

That time was the only time Zhang Li and Gao Muhe met.

Gao Muhe didn't care about a disciple who was only at the third level of Qi training.

It wasn't until several years later that the Great Elder Lei Ting swept away the rebellion and summoned Gao Muhe alone. Gao Muhe didn't know that there was Zhang Li's impetus behind this matter.

He went back to Chiyang Peak and found some relics of his disciples that Zhang Li had handed over to him at the beginning, and sure enough, he saw some secret marks from them.

Zhang Li didn't dare to tell him that there was a foreign sect in the door, but he left him a clue.

It's a pity that Gao Muhe didn't care at that time.

His eyes fell on Zhang Li, and Gao Muhe showed a trace of complexity when he looked at Zhang Li, who was no more than the third floor of the foundation building 300 years later.

If he had been more careful back then, Zhang Li could have stayed in the Yunlan Dao Sect back then, it would never be the current level of cultivation.

"Just come back." Gao Muhe said in a deep voice.

The conversation between the two was extremely brief.

But there is already too much information revealed in these two sentences.

Zhang Li has a backer in Yunlan Daozong.

A late Jindan backer.

enough.

Xu Ji and the others showed joy on their faces.

Surprise flashed across the faces of Zhu Hao's disciples on the flying boat.

No wonder my master tried his best to rescue him, it turned out that this uncle has such a background!

The magic way dispersed, and the strongmen of Yunlan Daozong came to the door, and the gate of Yunchengzong opened wide, welcoming them with joy.

Gao Muhe and the others lived in Yun Chengzong for a day, making sure that the magic way had really retreated, and at the same time sent some gifts to Yun Chengzong and those rescue sects before leaving in a mighty way.

Before leaving, Zhang Li thanked Yun Chengzong and everyone, and invited these people to visit Yunlan Daozong in the future.

Naturally, Gao Muhe would not make a sound to invite, and Zhang Li's sound already represented the meaning of Yunlan Daozong.

The flying boat flew across the sky, and the reinforcements standing outside the gate of Yun Chengzong's mountain dispersed.

On the flying boat, Zhang Li stood in front of Gao Muhe.

"Guarding the mortal world for 300 years, you can break through to the realm of foundation establishment."

Gao Muhe looked at Zhang Li, and the originally light breath on his body suddenly became dignified.

He raised his hand and pressed it to the top of Zhang Li's head.

"Without a sufficient reason, I will bring your corpse back to Yunlan Daozong."

As soon as he finished speaking, his palms stopped.

Zhang Li held a wooden branch in his hand.

Among the wooden branches, there is a faint evil spirit and a hint of tea fragrance.

"No wonder..." Gao Muhe nodded and waved his hands, "The Great Elder said, you can go to see him directly when you come back, but the Great Elder is not in the sect recently." (End of this chapter)