The sudden shout of anger, like a thunder explosion, shocked people's hearts.

The center of Yi Jitian's behavior was suppressed by an invisible spiritual force within a radius of a thousand meters, like a cage.

His rush speed suddenly dropped sharply, as if he was stuck in a quagmire, he could only struggle desperately.

The invisible pressure of the soul was so powerful that he couldn't breathe, his face was a little pale, and his mana was not running smoothly.

"Such a powerful soul pressure, such a strong aura, compared with the emperor's teacher, it is not weak at all!

Could it be that this person is the strongest person in the Escape School, the Supreme Elder who is known as the "Three Jue Ancestor"? "

Ji Tianxing turned his head and looked at the night sky not far away, staring at the golden light, and this thought flashed through his mind.

His expression and eyes became very solemn, as if he was facing an enemy.

He guessed the identity of the coming person, but he didn't expect the coming person's realm of strength to be comparable to the emperor teacher.

Taking advantage of his difficult actions, Lu Feiyu in the deep pit had already flown into the night sky and fled far away.

Ji Tianxing had to give up chasing him, holding the broken sword in his hand, staring coldly at the incoming person.

In the next moment, the golden light pierced the night sky and galloped right in front of the eyes.

"Huh!"

The golden light converged, revealing a tall and burly old man, standing still a thousand feet away from Ji Tianxing.

The old man was wearing a gray robe, his hair was tied in a bun with a wooden hairpin, a hemp rope was tied around his waist, and his feet were wearing a pair of black cloth shoes with white bottom.

At first glance, the gray-robed old man looked like a mortal in the ordinary, his clothes were very simple and he looked unremarkable.

However, when you look closely, you will find that although the old man has white hair and beard, his complexion is ruddy and his skin is crystal clear like jade.

His face is not old-fashioned at all, his eyes are as bright as stars, his pupils are as vast as the starry sky, and the sun, moon, mountains and rivers are more visible.

The temperament of the old man is also aloof, as if he is above all beings, not in this world.

Ji Tianxing is very clear that the strength and vision of the old man has already reached the state of returning to innocence.

This is the real powerhouse, the most terrifying opponent, unfathomable!

At the same time, he can also confirm his previous guess that this old man is the Supreme Elder of the Escape Sect, the Sanjue ancestor!

According to the historical records of Duntianzong, the Supreme Elder has three unique skills, all of which are the most proud of his life.

One skill is the sword, alone in the East China Sea, no one can beat, one sword can break ten thousand magic.

Erjue is the formation method, inheriting the inheritance of the founder of the Tianzong, the strong under the Yuanshen realm, once trapped by his formation, no one can break.

Sanjue is calligraphy, which is his masterpiece of more than 800 years of intensive research, just to find the great way from calligraphy, to communicate the truth between heaven and earth, and to seek opportunities to break through the realm of the soul.

Because of this, the Taishang elders were given the reputation of Sanjue, named Zhendonghai.

Because he lived for nearly two thousand years, his seniority and reputation are very high, and he is qualified to become an ancestor, he is called the ancestor of the three outstanding.

It is said that even the Golden Dragon Emperor of the Shui Clan Emperor's Court praised him.

Ji Tianxing and Sanjue Patriarch stood in the night sky, facing each other thousands of feet away, and neither of them spoke first.

Scarred Lu Feiyu, seeing the arrival of Sanjue Ancestor, he flew over as if seeing a savior.

He flew to Sanjue Patriarch's side and stopped, quickly lifted his sleeves to wipe the blood from his face, saluted respectfully, and said, "Disciples, see Uncle!"

The ancestor Sanjue didn't look at him, his eyes still fixed on Ji Tianxing, and he asked in a deep voice: "Lu Feiyu, what's the matter?

This seat has been in retreat for forty-six years, painstakingly comprehending the Scriptures, and seeing the opportunity to lead to the Primordial God Realm, you sent someone to knock at the gate overnight, and you missed the major event of this seat! "

Lu Feiyu was full of panic and quickly explained: "Uncle Qi, this son is named Ji Tianxing, who has grievances with Murong Zheng, so he pretends to be a disciple of his own school and mixes into the school and opens the door.

This person destroyed the Hanging Mountain, the entrance gate, and killed the guardians of the left and right as well as many elders and deacons.

The disciple was incompetent, and he couldn't stop him with all his best efforts. He had to bother his uncle to take action. The disciple was really ashamed! "

The ancestor Sanjue raised his eyebrows, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, "This son is only in his early twenties, even if he started practicing in the womb, he has only cultivated for more than 20 years.

How could he have such a strength that even you couldn't stop him and was injured by him? "

Lu Feiyu had expected this reaction from him a long time ago, and quickly explained with a serious face: "Uncle, you must not be deceived by this kid's appearance!

Although he only has five strengths in the Soul Refining Realm, his kendo attainments are slightly better than mine, and he has many powerful trump cards.

It is said that this son is the first genius in the Profound Sky Continent, and his talent is rare in ancient and modern times! "

The ancestor of Sanjue became more and more shocked. He looked at Ji Tianxing with scorching eyes, a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and said in a playful tone: "This seat has studied a puppet truth and mastered more than 30 secret methods for refining puppets. But never encountered excellent puppet materials.

Since this son is so enchanting, this seat just killed him, and used him as the material to refine a puppet of the sky surveying sword, which will surely become the loyal guard of this door! "

Having said that, the ancestor of Sanjue grinned with a sneer, and his eyes were full of expectation.

Lu Feiyu also nodded in agreement, and added: "Uncle, there is a black dragon on his body. The disciple has already seen it. It is not an ordinary dragon, it seems to be a legendary dragon!"

"What? Divine Beast Black Dragon?" Sanjue ancestor suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes showed a thick color of shock, only feeling incredible.

"For nearly ten thousand years, there hasn't been a dragon in this world. How could he have a black dragon? He is indeed the number one genius in the mainland, and he has such a great opportunity. I really envy others.

However, if you dare to break into this door, you are seeking a dead end, and your chance belongs to the door! "

While talking, Sanjue Patriarch showed murderous aura, and a hurricane blew in the surrounding night sky.

"Lu Feiyu~lightnovelpub.net~, step back, take the battle for this seat, and see how this seat is tortured and killed!"

The ancestor Sanjue put on his robe sleeves, and the golden light soared all over his body, showing nine divine souls.

What is peculiar is that the nine divine soul eyes are all half white and half gold, blooming with brilliant golden light.

The nine magic eyes gathered together to form a circle, showing a hazy pattern.

Although the pattern is still very vague, it can be seen that it seems to be a giant python or a dark golden dragon.

Seeing this scene, Ji Tianxing's expression suddenly changed again, revealing extremely solemn eyes.

"Sure enough, he is a powerhouse of the half-step Yuanshen realm, and he can step into the Yuanshen realm and condense the essence of the Yuanshen!

Judging from the vague pattern, once this old guy breaks through the primordial spirit realm, the condensed primordial spirit is definitely related to dragons and snakes. "

When this thought flashed in his mind, the ancestor Sanjue had already raised his right hand, and with a wave of his big sleeve, he shot three bright golden sword lights and attacked them.