"Stop wrath of the Holy Spirit."

The terrifying creature in the mountains and forests made a sound, and sounds rang out in all directions.

"Holy Spirit, your injuries have not healed, so you can't take action anymore."

They were persuading this creature to calm down and not to make a big fuss.

This four-eyed creature is the holy spirit of the ancient ancestor of the four-eyed who had collided with Fang Xuan. At this time, he was only five feet tall.

The Wrath of the Holy Spirit.

He could cure his blind eyes and the wound on his chest could heal, but the humiliation that Fang Xuan brought to him made it difficult for him to calm his anger.

But he is not a fool either, so he naturally knows that he is difficult to deal with Fang Xuan alone and will not take action rashly.

Birds and beasts in the mountains were frightened.

The creatures inside were trembling, and they could not hear any sounds coming out of time, asking the Holy Spirit to calm down.

"Will Fang Xuan be in Tianxian Pass?"

The broken wasteland, a white mist floating all year round, as if a sound came from the mountains in the fairyland.

Daochen's figure sat cross-legged in the cave, his eyes clear, and the white hair on the floating dust was much less, his face was a little pale, as if he had a serious illness.

A murmur.

The cave fell into silence again.

In the Holy Land of West Spirit.

Elder Ru Yi answered the other elders' doubts and said as he looked away from the Xuan Realm.

She looked outside the palace and her eyes became deep.

The direction where his eyes are, the line of sight is pulled, and a quiet lake can be seen constantly forward. A small pavilion is located by the lake, and a beautiful and cold figure is sitting inside.

Is Yao Ji and Fang Xuan together good or bad for our Xiling Holy Land?

Elder Ru Yi sighed in his heart.

Fang Xuan seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mysterious gauze, unable to see clearly or touch.

Such people are unknown, and the more they understand, the more they make people feel trembling, and they also feel uncontrollable.

Maybe... only such a man can get Yao Ji.

She whispered in her heart.

Suddenly, when Elder Ru Yi turned his head, a scream came.

This voice is familiar to Elder Ru Yi, who is always steady.

Why did the steady Elder Cai Ningxue suddenly exclaim? Elder Ru Yi was confused. She pulled her eyes back and wanted to ask Elder Cai what was wrong.

And just as her eyes were pulled back and ready to look at Cai Ningxue, her eyes paused.

"Holy Land!"

Her pupils contracted violently.

The pictures in Xuan Realm have changed...

The white arrow feathers did not fall and did not fall into the army of the Feixian Divine Dynasty!

The monks in the Feixian Divine Dynasty all knelt on the ground. They could not withstand the pressure of the arrow feathers. The holy soldiers attacked and sentient beings trembled.

However.

A white light flashed from the Feixian God towards the border city, carrying endless holy power, and blooming with bright light, extremely dazzling, as if it was about to pierce the heavens.

The dignified intimidation of the world.

The speed of the arrow feather falling became slow, and the terrifying pressure made it seem like it had entered the mud, unable to move forward.

"The saint of practicing Taoism!"

Feeling this power that is superior to the cultivation of Taoism, controlling rules and order, the most holy and powerful, and the strongest people at Tianxian Pass have changed their colors.

On the battlefield, no matter how high or far away people are, their qi and blood are shaking and their hearts are trembling.

This is a powerful person in the holy realm, known as a great person, and can be called the existence of a saint in the Taoist world!

A wisp of energy is terrifyingly powerful and unmatched.

A blow to the Holy Sky Bow is equivalent to a blow to the Saint!

"boom!!"

The qi in the void turned into a boundless hand, covering the sky and the sun, the five fingers were as slender as mountains, and the patterns between the palms were like gullies.

The big hand burst out and locked the arrow feather. It was not aimed at the arrow feather, but someone else!

It's Ananran!

"You dare!!" Kuang Chengsi roared.

His knuckles with his sword turned white, which showed how angry he was.

The face of the powerful man from Daqin changed.

Facing the aura of a saint who practices Taoism is exactly the same as facing a blow to the Holy Heaven Bow. It is still powerless to be far apart, making people feel shaking their souls and their bodies shaking.

"A saint has indeed come to the Feixian Divine Dynasty, and he has taken action specifically at his saint..."

Jindo narrowed his eyes.

The Feixian Divine Dynasty was afraid of Fang Xuan, so it would naturally be prepared.

This saint of Taoism and the great figure of the Feixian Divine Dynasty was specially designed to wait for Fang Xuan.

However, Fang Xuan did not appear, but the saint took action!

For peace and stability.

boom!

This mysterious figure took action, and its momentum was shaking. Thousands of misty fairy aura spread out. The true dragon and the phoenix were singing together, and the scene was terrifying.

It's even more terrifying than a single attack from the Holy Sky Bow!

The world is trembling, and the universe makes a sound of heaven, and its power resonates with it, which is intimidating.

Watching this scene.

Those creatures who were waiting and fighting were all terrified.

Is this the power of the saints who practice Taoism?

Just watching the mysterious scenery makes people feel chilled on their backs, and they can't raise the slightest resistance, and the power beyond the level of cognitive cultivation!

They finally understood why the holy realm is also called the saint of cultivation.

"Is it really good to be a saint of Taoism trying to deal with children?"

Just when everyone thought they were safe and in danger.

A gentle and peaceful voice sounded between heaven and earth, echoing the heavens.

On the golden ripples that appeared in Ananran, a halo rose. Unlike the dazzling golden light, it was soft and bright.

In an instant.

The whole world was illuminated, and time seemed to have stopped flowing at this moment.

The halo gradually became clear, and a young man in white appeared. He seemed to be living in this still time, between nothingness and light.

He looked ethereal when he stood there, but he was so real.

He stood in the nine heavens, and there was no sky above his head, because even the sky could not be above him!

He was like a young man in white in the world, strolling in the garden, walking leisurely among the fields, walking towards the Feixian Divine Dynasty, and entering the world where the enemy is.

All the strong people who were watching and watching were trembling in their hearts and shouting.

It's him.

He came and indeed appeared in Tianxian Pass!

The demon that appeared in the White Horse Temple, Fang Xuan, who was alone in the world.

Like the information, he was leisurely and casually walking in the world, always with a faint smile.

The slender and jade-like hand was holding the Hanba sword, and the whole body emitted a faint green light. It was no longer evil, but instead had a kind of sacredness and a kind of sacredness that could not be touched.

On the white and flawless face of the skin, a pair of clear and deep eyes looked like a cold pool on the Nine Heavens Fairy Peak. There was a quiet and divine curve outlined by the quiet and divine face, with the temptation of a fairy-like monster. This faint smile made people fascinated.

The clothes are fair but not stained with dust.

Unlike the misty immortals, and the power and the most powerful and saints of the Taoist saint, he is a gentle young man.

Just a young man, wearing white clothes, walked step by step, as if walking out of the legendary long river of time.

This scene was obviously terrifying and shocking, but for some reason, no one was shocked, some of which was supposed to be like this.

"Fang Xuan."

Everyone whispered.

This person is mysterious and powerful, unknown and profound.

Anyone who has never seen him is deeply attracted by this figure. What kind of strength is that? What kind of mind can have this temperament and cultivation?...

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ps: The last one today will be released tomorrow, and the one that will be released in the early morning, and all chapters will be thrown up, at least 20,000 words.
Chapter completed!