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Chapter 1267(2/2)

Because it's too dangerous.

Even with my severely injured and incomplete body as a saint, I dare not take risks and explore.

For fear of losing his life.

And after so many years of exploration, the gray-haired old man was not without gains.

This cave is where he has been hiding.

and.

In the opinion of the gray-haired old man, this place is also the weakest place in the entire Xuanyuan Ancient City in terms of barrier power.

If you want to escape, this is the best place.

As long as the barrier here is broken, freedom can be restored.

The lines on the cave walls are the preparations the gray-haired old man has made over the years.

These are all array patterns.

As long as it is activated, an extremely powerful military formation can be formed instantly.

But formation alone is not enough.

You need to rely on the power of treasures.

This is also the reason why the gray-haired old man wants to arrest people.

He needs healing.

It is also necessary to infuse power into the treasure tiger talisman.

Indispensable!

A wave of his hand.

The two great sword masters, Kunlunzi, Huikong and Jian Tianming were all released by him.

None of them woke up.

The gray-haired old man did as he was told and threw the tiger talisman.

The tiger talisman flew above several people.

Started to absorb the cultivation of several people.

Streams of pure cultivation turned into green light and continued to flow into the Tiger Talisman.

Visible to the naked eye.

The aura of the Tiger Talisman is growing rapidly.

The gray-haired old man showed a satisfied smile.

"This move is really worth it!"

But then, the gray-haired old man thought of Ye Qingyun and Yan Zheng again.

He was extremely afraid of these two people.

Especially Ye Qingyun.

The gray-haired old man couldn't see through it at all.

I originally thought that Ye Qingyun was the weakest person in this group.

But everything Ye Qingyun showed in this ancient city of Xuanyuan was incredible.

Even Ye Qingyun entered Xiaoyao Hall without any hindrance.

It really shocked the gray-haired old man hiding in the dark.

This made the gray-haired old man make up his mind that he would never take action when Ye Qingyun was present.

As for Yan Zheng, the gray-haired old man could tell at a glance that he was a Confucian.

Although he is not a saint, he is still above ordinary semi-saints.

If he were in his prime, he would naturally not be afraid of Yan Zheng.

But with his current level, if he really fought against Yan Zheng, at best, both sides would suffer losses.

He may not even be Yan Zheng's opponent.

fortunately.

Yan Zheng entered the twelve palace test, and the gray-haired old man seized this rare opportunity.

"When the tiger talisman replenishes its strength, I will absorb the vitality and soul power of these people, which should be enough to restore them to their former strength."

The gray-haired old man said secretly.

at this time.

The Tiger Talisman, which was still absorbing the cultivation of Huikong and others, suddenly began to tremble.

Roar!!!

An out-of-nowhere tiger roar resounded throughout the cave.

The shock made the gray-haired old man's ears buzz.

The gray-haired old man was shocked.

Then he saw a rich Buddha light suddenly light up on the unconscious Huikong.

Immediately afterwards.

The shadow of a fierce tiger emerged.

His fierce eyes stared at the gray-haired old man.

"Hiss! Is this monk actually the reincarnation of a Buddhist Arhat?"

The gray-haired old man was a saint after all. When he saw this situation, he immediately realized how extraordinary Huikong was.

At this time, the tiger talisman was affected by the power of the Arhat in Huikong's body and could no longer absorb the cultivation of several people, so it flew back to the gray-haired old man's hand.

The gray-haired old man looked a little ugly.

"Hmph! Even if you are the reincarnation of a Buddhist Arhat, I will surrender you today!"

"How can I let you ruin my escape plan?"

The left eye of the gray-haired old man shone with a silver brilliance.

His left eye has an extremely rare double pupil.

It also contains an ancient and powerful force.

It will not be used easily until it is necessary.

But right now.

The gray-haired old man's own strength was at a loss, and he was unwilling to suppress Huikong's Arhat power at the cost of aggravating his injuries.

The only way is to use the power of the heavy pupil at the bottom of the box.

Buzz!!!

Silver brilliance emerged from the gray-haired old man's left eye.

Turned into ancient and obscure seals.

Continuously bombarded the phantom of the tiger.

The phantom of the tiger roared unwillingly.

It made the whole cave tremble.

"So strong!"

The gray-haired old man felt awe-struck, as his own power of double pupils could not suppress the power of this Arhat.

Without any choice.

The gray-haired old man had no choice but to use the power of the Overlord's bloodline and the power of the Double Eyes at the same time.

When the two forces merge.

A majestic figure suddenly appeared in front of the gray-haired old man, as if he could support the heaven and the earth.

This is the figure of the Overlord!

"The Overlord Strikes the Cauldron!"
Chapter completed!
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