The best golden pupil

Chapter 1059 Let's Go Together

A mysterious, vast voice resounded leisurely.

In the voice, one can hear the meaning of old age, but that kind of majesty is like Hong Zhong Dalu, with an irresistible tendency.

However, the ancestor Huashan didn't seem to hear it, the sword in his hand was faster, like a streamer in the wind, fleeting, Ning Tao's neck had already felt the chill.

"Zheng!"

When the sword light came, he was already desperate, but at this critical moment, a withered but shiny palm slowly held it, as casually as holding a teacup.

"Buzz...!"

"Ok!"

The long sword buzzed with great force, and the pupils of the ancestor Huashan shrank suddenly. From the withered palm, he felt an unfathomable force, which he could not resist.

"Humph……!"

I saw him snorting coldly, bursting out with sword intent, that power that seemed to be able to cut everything, cutting the world for it, suddenly poured into the long sword.

The withered palm seemed to be retreating, but he let go of it. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the ancestor of Huashan turned into a sword light, which flashed into the air in an instant, and his sword eyebrows frowned.

Someone... actually blocked him!
But this is impossible, shouldn't there be such a strong person?
Could it be... that one from Shaolin...?
The Wudang Patriarch and others who rushed anxiously froze, not daring to approach easily, because Ning Tao was very close to him, if that person wanted to kill him, he could easily succeed.

Everyone was very curious. If he could block the powerful attack of Huashan Patriarch, then this person's strength must not be simple. Could it be the Patriarch of a certain faction, but this is also unlikely.

As far as is known, only the one from Shaolin is free.

But is this person... really that one?

Looking at it, the brows frowned, because that person was shrouded in a layer of fuzzy fog, and the fog was not right, like a poor TV signal, and the picture was illusory...!
If you don't see it with your own eyes, you don't even know there is anyone else.

This person... who is so sacred?

This is the question that popped up in everyone's mind, and it doesn't look like a monk, it shouldn't be the one from Shaolin!
Patriarch Huashan and Patriarch Kongtong looked at each other, but they both saw doubt and bewilderment in each other's eyes.

As far as they know, the one in Shaolin has already fallen into deep seclusion, so it is impossible for him to be him, but the leader, the ancestor of Tianshan Mountain, is restrained by them, and it is absolutely impossible for him to appear.

Where did this person come from?
Ning Tao was stunned, and swallowed hard, his eyes were also confused, and he was very puzzled by this.

"Uh...that...old...senior...I don't know who you are?"

Hearing this huffing and puffing voice, there was surprise, and all the people present were like this, with strong curiosity.

The illusory figure moved slowly, and said vicissitudes of life: "Who am I? There are too many names. For a while... I can't remember."

Hearing this answer, everyone looked strange. An old man with terrifying strength would forget his own name. No one would believe it if he thought about it. It was just a joke.

Miao Jingjing looked cautious, her whole body was like a taut cheetah, ready to explode at any time, the life of the Witch Master was above all else.

Wuchenzi and the others looked worried, they didn't know the situation, but they didn't dare to act rashly, who knows if the old man is good or bad?
Ye Wanqing, who was at the entrance of the cave, paled, and collapsed directly at the entrance of the cave, her mind was in a mess and she was very helpless.

There was a moment of silence in the air, very depressing and weird.

Suddenly, Huashan Patriarch said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency, have you overdone it? This is an internal matter of my Hongmeng. If you interfere, don't blame Hongmeng Chuling for being... ruthless!"

Hearing this, the illusory old man suddenly smiled, and said inexplicably, "Grandmist Chuling, such a familiar name, I didn't expect it to be used to threaten me today. It's really sad and ridiculous."

Kongtong Patriarch heard the words, smiled and said: "From what you said, it seems that you have special feelings for me, Hongmeng, but now is not the time to reminisce, so please don't interfere."

These words are very polite, very tactful, and very clear.

But the illusory old man heard the words, smiled slightly, and said: "I have an old problem, I don't like to be threatened by others, today's matter... I really can take care of it."

The words are casual, indifferent, but extremely firm.

Seeing this, Ning Tao was overjoyed. Although he was still a little puzzled, there was a strong man who was willing to help him.

When Huashan Patriarch heard the words, his face was sullen, and he played tricks on him. Did he really think that he was scared?

"Since you don't know what is good or bad, let's fight. I want to see who you are, pretending to be a ghost here."

Just when he was about to make a move, the illusory old man suddenly said: "You two go together, I'm afraid you are too fragile, the two of you should still fight, otherwise...it's too boring."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was dumbfounded and shocked.

The ancestor of Wudang fell into deep thought, his eyes flickered slightly. In his impression, it seemed that there really was such a person.

But, it should be...he thought about it.

When Huashan and Kongtong ancestors heard the words, their faces were sullen, and their majestic momentum erupted instantly, waiting for them to have a strong killing intent.

In the cultivation world of Xia Kingdom, there was once a saying that was unspeakable on the surface, that refining gods... cannot be humiliated!

But now, this old man has not only uttered wild words, but also committed this big taboo, moreover, he is still two gods.

"You will pay for your arrogance!"

The ancestor of Huashan had a gloomy expression on his face, and there were not one sword but hundreds of swords, as if they were paying homage to the king.

"Huashan secret method, the life-threatening chain of three immortal swords!"

Seeing this, the ancestor of Kongtong was also a decisive generation, with surging spiritual power running wildly, and a strange secret seal condensed and appeared.

"Kongtong secret technique, ancient cave seal!"

The two great masters of refining the gods did not try at all, and they tried their best when they made a move. Even the ancestors of Wudang would shy away from these two unique secret techniques, not daring to resist.

Daoxuan, Xuxu and a group of disciples showed grinning grins, and some people shouted, the ancestor is invincible, sweeping the world...!
Seeing this, Ning Tao's face changed drastically, and he couldn't help reminding: "Senior, be careful, this is a blow from the gods."

However, the arrogance of the phantom old man was beyond everyone's expectations. He took a step and said indifferently: "Two mere inheritors, not to mention being too crazy, it's enough to hang them."

As soon as the words fell, he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed them. This grab seemed ordinary, but it seemed to be able to tear the sky apart, can become bigger and smaller, and possessed unfathomable power!

When the two of them saw this, their faces changed drastically, and at the same time they struck out a blow with the power in their hands. The situation changed drastically for a moment, the sky and the earth turned pale, a sword pierced the sky, and a fist pierced the void.

But the next scene left everyone stunned. The changing gigantic hand seemed to be slapping two annoying flies. Impatiently, he waved it casually and directly defeated it.

"Boom...!"

The entire back mountain seemed to have an earthquake, the rocks collapsed, and the vegetation was shattered. This was only due to the power of the aftermath.

Everyone looked, and there was a huge palm print on the ground with clear lines, like a ravine on the ground, but in that palm print, there were two seriously injured figures.

Just a random slap, it turned out to be so terrifying.

The two great masters were easily defeated.

This... this is really... unbelievable!
Patriarch Huashan stood up reluctantly, spat out a mouthful of blood, and said in an extremely ferocious voice: "Who are you...?"

Hearing the words, the illusory old man showed a thoughtful look, and suddenly realized: "I remembered, I do have many names, but my real name is Mo Yuntian!"

(End of this chapter)