Ku Wuya shot, the power of thunder surged, and the lightning flashed past, and in a blink of an eye, it was in front of the teleportation formation.

Liang Yan and Gan Long were still in the air at this time, and there was no time to stop them, so they could only watch the thunder fall.

However, at this moment, the originally peaceful teleportation formation suddenly spun spontaneously, white light burst out, spiritual energy gathered, and the power of space surged out.

"This is...someone wants to send over?!"

Liang Yan and Gan Long were both stunned for a moment, with a look of surprise on their faces.

Guangling City is in chaos, and almost everyone is thinking about how to leave this place of right and wrong. At this time, there are still people who come in on their own initiative? !

It was also slightly stunned, the spiritual energy on the teleportation formation fluctuated, and a figure loomed in the white light.

At this moment, the Ku Wuya thunder light just fell, but the figure in the white light was not in a hurry. He raised his arm slightly, stretched out his food and middle fingers, clamped the thunder light between his fingertips, rubbed it lightly, and disappeared without a trace. .

This time, both Liang Yan and Gan Long were shocked.

You must know that Ku Wuya's "Thousand Machine Hands" has sealed a cultivator who specializes in thunder. The power of this thunder, even they have to pay attention to it, but this person only uses a finger to pinch Ku Wuya. The thunderbolt was annihilated, which is really unbelievable!

On the teleportation formation at this time, the white light gradually dissipated, revealing the appearance of a person.

I saw a young man with white clothes and white hair. He was tall and long. His sword-like eyebrows slanted into the few strands of white hair on his temples. The spirit of Zhong Tiandi is not mixed with any impurities.

The moment he saw this person, Liang Yan suddenly had an illusion, as if the opposite person was not a person, but a flawless spiritual jade, so perfect that there were no flaws.

"Jiugong Shenlei?"

The white-haired man glanced at his food, middle and second fingers, and there was a trace of thunder and lightning on the white fingertips.

The next moment, his eyes swept across the people in the hall, and finally fell on Ku Wuya.

"I see!"

After seeing Ku Wuya's sturdy arm, the white-haired man's face showed a sudden look, and he said to himself: "I said that the Mobei Lin family has been destroyed long ago, why does the Jiugong Shenlei still exist in the world, it turns out to be ' The remnants of Qianjimen', no wonder, no wonder..."

For some reason, Ku Wuya was swept away by his gaze, and there was a feeling like a light on his back.

Especially the fact that the other party actually revealed his magical powers in one sentence, which made him feel a little creepy.

Back then, in order to obtain the supernatural power of "Nine Palaces Divine Thunder", he secretly destroyed the entire Mobei Lin family, and finally put the soul of the head of the Lin family into the "Thousand Machine Hands". From then on, he is the only one in this world who can master this supernatural power.

It stands to reason that thousands of years have passed since this incident, and no one should still remember it, but the white-haired man in front of him could see the origin of his supernatural powers at a glance, which made Ku Wuya a little wary.

"This fellow Daoist, the 'Nine Palaces Divine Thunder' just now was an unintentional act of Ku, and I am here to apologize to fellow Daoists."

In the face of this white-haired man who couldn't see the details, Ku Wuya also restrained his arrogant character, bowed his hands very politely, and then said: "Daoist friend, we don't know each other, and it should be that well water does not violate river water. Kumou has a little private matter here, I hope your Excellency will not interfere in it."

"That won't work."

The white-haired man shook his head and laughed softly: "Meeting me here, I can only say that you have bad luck and you have nothing to do."

"Fellow Daoist is determined to embarrass me?" Ku Wuya's face sank.

As soon as the words fell, before the others could react, Ku Wuya waved "Thousand Machines Hand", the surrounding temperature dropped suddenly, and an icy aura covered the sky and swept the surroundings.

Liang Yan and Gan Long had both fought with Ku Wuya before, and knew that this icy cold air was extremely tricky and pervasive. As long as it got a little bit of it, the spiritual energy in the body would be frozen by the cold air.

Without the slightest hesitation, the two of them sacrificed their own magic weapon at the same time and flew back.

But the white-haired man still stood there, without any intention of retreating, just flicking the sleeve of his right hand, unexpectedly also gave birth to an icy aura.

The bitter cold air hits like a trickle, but the cold air of the man in white is like an ocean!

As soon as the two sides fought, Ku Wuya's complexion changed greatly, because his ice aura was actually frozen by the other side, no matter how he urged him, there was no reaction at all.

"Xinghai Ice Soul Art?"

The white-haired man glanced at him with interest, shook his head and sighed: "The stolen magical power is stolen after all, it only has its shape, not its meaning."

Hearing the other party's evaluation, Ku Wuya's face flushed red, and he raised the "Thousand Machine Hand", the surrounding wind howled, turning into hundreds of sharp wind blades, and slashing at the white-haired man's body.

"This time it's the 'Phaseless Divine Wind'? It's somewhat similar."

The white-haired man laughed and pointed out with one hand, and the wind also swept up around him, turning into thousands of wind blades, and all the wind blades of Ku Wuya were shattered in an instant.

Seeing this, Ku Wuya was still not convinced, so he urged Qian Jishou, "Sanyin Divine Light", "Bone-Eating Fire", "Heavenly Demon Puppet", "Hundred Poisons and Heavenly Cann", "Shangxuandong Spiritual Qi", each All kinds of magical powers are his most proud masterpieces, and they are all used.

However, from the beginning to the end, the white-haired man didn't even move his footsteps, just a thought, and various visions such as wind, fire, thunder and lightning also appeared around him. Every time they fight, they only use one move to break the magical power of Ku Wuya.

boom!

Another loud noise came, and Ku Wuya's "Shangxuandong Spiritual Qi" was cracked by the opponent in the same way. He took two steps back, the blood in his body rolled, and he spat out a mouthful of blood with a loud "Wow!".

"you you you........"

After three "you" in a row, Ku Wuya was attacked by his own magic, and under the agitation, he couldn't even say a complete sentence.

Since he cultivated into the "Thousand Manipulators", he has always had his eyes above the top. He feels that even a monk of the same realm in the Seven Mountains and Twelve Cities is not his opponent. If he has more spells than he has mastered, no one can surpass him Own.

But this person in front of him not only defeated himself, but also used the same spell as himself!

All the means he is proud of, the other party actually knows all of them! And every spell is more proficient than himself, and every time he cracks his magical power with one move!

"Hmph, 'Thousand Machines' imprison people's souls, steal people's supernatural powers, only have their shape, but no meaning, this is just a little Daoyle! I have a hundred families of human beings, and each of the three thousand avenues has mysteries. If you don't have your own cultivation insights, how can you Peep the true meaning of the Dao?"

The white-haired man's face was indifferent, he shook his head and sighed lightly. He flicked his right sleeve, and a white jade-like rays of light came out, shining on the top of Ku Wuya's head.

"Sanqing Jade Divine Light!"

Ku Wuya's pupils shrank suddenly, and his face was terrified to the extreme.

At this time, he finally recognized the person in front of him and exclaimed in the white light: "You are... Li Yuxian!"

"The Lord of Baiyu City?!"

Liang Yan and Gan Long also changed their expressions. Although they both guessed that the visitor must not be an ordinary person, they did not expect that the other party was actually the lord of a city, the honor of a saint!

Li Yuxian, as the city lord who was the last to be sanctified in the Seven Mountains and Twelve Cities, is very low-key, but his cultivation is unfathomable.

He is the "Ten Thousand Tribulations Daoji" in the upper third-grade Daoji. Although he has a turbulent life, he is born with extraordinary aptitude. He can learn any magical powers and spells in one go, and there is no "bottleneck" at all.

"Thousand Machines" possessed supernatural powers, claiming to be proficient in all methods, but those supernatural powers were obtained from others after all, and at most they could only exert the power of the original owner, and there was no room for improvement.

Li Yuxian is different. He has the "Dao Foundation of Ten Thousand Tribulations", exquisite nine orifices, and the supernatural powers that others have cultivated for hundreds of years can be cultivated in a few years. The "Master of All Laws"!

When the "Qianjimen" was at its peak, there was no sect in the entire Baiyun Territory that could fight against it, but Li Yuxian took action and killed the Qianjimen's sect master with three moves. Although he escaped, he was deeply afraid of this name. Now that he knew that the person standing opposite was the City Lord of Baiyu City, he no longer had the least bit of resistance in his heart.

"The city owner forgives! The city owner forgives!"

Ku Wuya knelt down in the white light and kowtowed to Li Yuxian like pounding garlic.

"I don't know if it's the city lord. I have offended you just now. Please forgive the city lord. Ku Wuya is willing to be a cow and a horse..."

Before the words were finished, the surrounding white light swiped, Ku Wuya's eyes were wide open, his mouth was slightly opened, and it turned into nothingness in the white light, leaving not even a trace of it.

When Liang Yan saw this scene from a distance, his heart shuddered. Sure enough, there were ants under the saints. Li Yuxian had a divine light, and Ku Wuya didn't even have the strength to fight back, so he just disappeared between heaven and earth.

After solving Ku Wuya, Li Yuxian's eyes turned and fell on Liang Yan.

"You are the master of Bihai Palace appointed by Linghu Bai?" A gentle voice sounded in the hall.

"It's the junior!" Liang Yan bowed his hands in a salute, neither humble nor arrogant.

"I have seen the City Lord of Baiyu City!" Gan Long also stepped forward and bowed to Li Yuxian.

"Sure enough, a good seedling......"

Li Yuxian glanced at Liang Yan up and down, a smile appeared on her cold cheeks, and then she turned her eyes and looked at Taixu gourd around his waist.

"Is this person Li Xiran's biological father?" Aware of Li Yuxian's gaze, Liang Yan suddenly felt a little strange, knowing that the other party's daughter was in his own Taixu gourd and worshipped him as a teacher. Now the father and daughter are separated from each other. With a magic weapon, I don't know if I should call it out and recognize him.

For a long time, Li Yuxian hesitated, finally heaved a sigh, and said slowly, "Help me take care of her. If you need anything in the future, I, Baiyucheng, will definitely help!"

After speaking, without waiting for Liang Yan to answer, he waved his left sleeve, and a white light burst out from the sleeve, splitting the entire hall in half, and then Li Yuxian turned into a light and rose to the sky!

"The lord of Baiyu City is the 'Daoji of Ten Thousand Tribulations'. He has many ill-fated lives, and he will do everything to the people around him. Before Li Xiran's fate has been changed, he cannot meet him." Gan Long looked at Li Yuxian's leaving back and sighed softly. Take a breath.

..........

At this moment, in the sky above Guangling City, Guang Chengzi and Qiao Tianfeng were trying their best to refine Xuanyuan Potian's remnant soul. They suddenly heard the movement, frowned slightly, and looked over at the same time.

In the middle of the sky, I saw a young man with white clothes and white hair, feet on white clouds, coming towards the wind, indescribably handsome.

"Li Yuxian!"

Guang Chengzi and Qiao Tianfeng both recognized the person who came, and their faces were surprised. Obviously, they did not expect that the city owner of Baiyu City would appear here!

At this moment, Xuanyuan Potian was already dying, his life was hanging by a thread, and the only remaining strand of golden dragon soul was trapped in the cage, and it seemed that he might disappear at any time.

After Li Yuxian appeared, he barely raised his eyelids, but he didn't show any surprise. Instead, he smiled bitterly: "Bai Yucheng, if you come a few hours later, the widow will really explain it here."

"Ha ha."

Li Yuxian smiled lightly, shook his head and said, "City Lord Linghu has reminded you a long time ago, but you are arrogant and arrogant, and you don't believe what I've said. It's your fault for making you suffer today."

After listening to Li Yuxian's words, Xuanyuan Potian's eyes were complicated, and he was at war between heaven and man. He finally sighed and said, "That's it, that's it! It's really my fault... It seems that I'm not as good as Linghu Bai!"

"Don't worry, you won't die today until your doom is over!"

Li Yuxian's face was indifferent, she stretched out her hand to take out a page from her sleeve, and threw it into the sky. The page flipped, the rays of light burst out, and a silver vortex appeared in the air.

"The Taoist Origin Sutra!"

Guangchengzi, who is also a member of the Taoist sect, recognized the origin of this page almost at a glance, and his face was extremely surprised.

"How is it possible, how can there be Dao Ancestor Origin Sutra in the Antarctic Immortal Continent? Where did you get it!"

"Naturally, it's specifically to deal with you..." Li Yuxian said here, paused slightly, and smiled: "And the person behind you!"

"The man behind" said without end, but Guangchengzi's face changed suddenly, his eyes were like frost, and he said coldly: "It seems that you know a lot?"

"Hmph, you are a member of the Taoist sect, but you are willing to degenerate. Today's death has come, and no one can protect you!"

Li Yuxian didn't want to talk nonsense with him, she raised her hand a little further into the air, the silver vortex in the air was getting faster and faster, and a silver ray shot out from it, heading straight for Guang Chengzi and Qiao Tianfeng.

The three of them had just fought Xuanyuan Potian in a fierce battle~lightnovelpub.net~ It can be said that they did their best. Although it seemed that there was no serious problem on the surface, they were actually seriously injured and their spiritual energy was exhausted.

In the face of Li Yuxian, who carried the "Original Sutra of Taoism", the three of them had no fighting spirit at all.

"Fellow Daoist Qiao Tianfeng, nothing can be done today, leave the green hills, don't be afraid of running out of firewood!" Guangchengzi secretly said.

Qiao Tianfeng and Xuanyuan Potian have the deepest grievances and are the ones who most want to kill each other. Seeing that Xuanyuan Potian is dying, he will be able to completely refine his saint's soul in a few hours. .

He glanced at the golden dragon soul in the cage a little unwillingly, and finally sighed.

"It's a pity, it seems that this old man should not die today... let's go!"

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