If the Great Elder is alone after today, he really can't tell the outcome of victory or defeat.

However, this is the Pei family, the blessed land of Qingmingzhong.

"Who dares to act evil against me, Pei family?!"

A distant roar came, and a tall and thin Taoist man came immediately.

The scorching eyes are like two divine lights reaching into the sky.

"Third Elder?"

"Humph, no matter who it is, they will suppress it!"

Another ray of divine light that blocks the sun hangs in the sky, just like the bright moon hanging high in the sky.

Suddenly, several figures appeared outside the blessed land.

"Ancestor!"

Pei Yezheng shouted and then lowered his voice.

Among them is the ancestor of his family and his grandfather.

The man was wearing a dark gold star robe, with a serious expression and uncertain eyes. He seemed to be confirming the figure of the Thunder Hell Demon Lord, and then said in deep thought: "The aura is indeed very similar."

"Is it him?"

The monk in the dark gold star robe said uncertainly.

Originally, he should not have known this person, or even forgotten his existence, but the magic on his grandson Pei Si has always existed.

He was supposed to be practicing when he suddenly noticed this aura of inspiration and came over.

Looking at the current situation, most of the venerable members of the family have already arrived.

"You can't be wrong, it's this person!"

…

"You kid, don't go join in the fun."

The old man with white beard and hair stopped Pei Yezheng.

Pei Yezheng saluted respectfully: "Ancestor, the situation is urgent, why can you still be so stable?"

This ancestor is one of the three seats just now. However, now that the great elder and the black-robed ancestor have gone to confront the enemy, this ancestor has no intention of taking action at all. Instead, he blocks him and calls out to his grandfather.

action.

The sleepy old man laughed. Of course he knew that Pei Ye was urging him to go and fight, but because of his status as an ancestor, he couldn't say much, so he said this.

Said: "Study seriously, His Majesty's fighting skills will be of great benefit to you."

The old man did not answer, but changed the topic.

His eyes did not fall on Tu Shanjun, but were looking for something, until they settled on the figure wearing a blue and black Taoist flag in the distance.

He said softly: "The inside story cannot be explained clearly in one or two sentences."

…

Sanniang tightened the Zunhun flag on her body.

His eyes gradually calmed down.

He didn't look back at Dao Ying behind him.

She already felt the surge of power.

With her strength in the late stage of becoming a god and her many trump cards, she should be able to defeat many elders of the Pei family.

Moreover, Tushanjun also gave her some reassurance just now.

Then she must return to her ancestral homeland.

The so-called giving up means that it is already impossible when the decision is made in the first place.

Sanniang whispered softly: "Brother Tushan, we must win!"

…

Tushanjun didn't know Sanniang's expectations, and he couldn't distract him now.

In an instant, five divine lights appeared around him.

Counting the Great Elder Pei Wanming, most of the Pei family's venerables have already taken action. The remaining ones who have not taken action do not know why. Maybe they are not in the clan, or they have other concerns.

No matter who they are, these are the six venerables in front of them.

They are all the mainstays from the big sect.

Each one of them was once a famous talent on the list.

Tu Shanjun showed no fear, and his emotion-breaking technique turned into fine steel and penetrated his heart, and he visualized it like Mount Tai, sitting on the sea of ​​consciousness.

The transformation of demons continues, and the aura of spiritual intelligence is still strong.

"kill!"

Roaring loudly, the world changes.

The flags move and ghosts and gods are shocked!
Chapter completed!