I picked up the villain after wearing the book

Chapter 127 Ruthless Taoist Lord (ask for a monthly ticket!!!)
After the news came from Granny Yan, Shen Xu's complexion brightened.

He never expected that such a situation would happen.

This meant that the information was bad. The news he got was not wrong, but it was just a little bit different from the facts.

His news channel was obtained from the Shifang Demon Sect, and he was not at the hall master level.

Therefore, what the spy saw was only the most superficial things.

As for Granny Yan, after receiving his elixir, she only replied six words.

"I'm fine, I pretended."

Just a few words made Shen Xu guess everything.

At this moment, Shen Xu instantly understood Granny Yan's intentions. This old man really fought hard, pretending to be injured, and then filled the people of Wanfa Immortal Sect with righteous indignation. No, he just went to find someone to fight.

Originally, the Shifang Demon Sect was just a test, and their troops were too weak to fight a big battle. They were just bluffing.

After the catastrophe, they haven't recovered for a long time. Now they have strengthened the strength of some loose cultivators, but it's just a drop in the bucket. When they really fight, their combat power is not even as good as that of Daxia's army.

They just wanted to hold back, and they didn't want to fight them head-on, but Granny Yan's move directly escalated the battle between the two sides.

This upgrade will be serious, and the entire Eastern Territory will be implicated, but Granny Yan, who is in the center of the storm and the most turbulent place, will have nothing to do.

Even sitting on the mountain and watching the tigers fight.

But her strength is indeed considered ordinary among this group of people, this is indisputable.

Coupled with the "injury", the treatment is still available.

Nowadays, the big sect holy lands all want such a face. If you slap them in the face, it's no wonder they don't fight you hard.

Shen Xu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He did tell Granny Yan that she would try her best to stir up disputes between the two sides, but she didn't expect to use this method.

But no matter what, as long as he can achieve his goal, it doesn't matter what kind of conspiracy he has.

In itself, Shen Xu has already admired Granny Yan's ability to handle things with admiration, and now, she has a good understanding of her methods.

It is worthy of being the person who can be the head of the Jiuxuanmen. The scheming and mind of the previous generation are not comparable to the young head of the modern age.

Naturally, Jiang Lian also received information.

However, his information is also superficial, it only records the dispute between the Ten Fang Demon Sect and the Wanfa Immortal Sect.

"Information is here." Jiang Lian looked at Jing Qiong, "Take a look."

"It's a fight, that's it?" Jing Qiong was also quite surprised.

Although the members of the Shifang Demon Sect took the lead in provoking, if they really fought, it would still consume a huge amount of manpower and material resources.

And it has been clearly stated that both sides use formations.

Once the formation is formed, the daily consumption of spirit stones is calculated based on the mass.

For things like spirit stones, even if it is the mountain guard formations of various sects, not to mention the activation, but to maintain the daily operation, it costs a huge amount of money.

In the Nine Profound Sect alone, hundreds of thousands of middle-grade spirit stones are spent every year to operate it. If there is a war, the burning spirit stones are like flowing water, so there is no need to mention this.

This is also the reason why Granny Yan deliberately provoked the war.

Because it can really consume the foundation of many sect holy places.

"Well, we don't need to pay attention to the next thing here." Jiang Lian smiled lightly. "As for the other side, in fact, we don't need to take action."

Jing Qiong was a little puzzled, "Can a strong man who is too good to fight for the matter of the underground palace?"

"It depends on whether they can sit back and watch the Shifang Demon Sect become bigger. The Ten Fang Demon Sect is strong, which is good for us. We can advance and retreat." Jiang Lian said with a smile, "They support the Ten Fang Demon Sect It is to balance us, now that we are strong, supporting the Ten Fang Demon Sect, we can also check and balance them."

"Of course." Jiang Lian then said, "The crux of the problem is to let the Shifang Demon Sect know that we are too strong for them to offend, so that we can squeeze oil and water in other sects."

"It depends on whether you can get something in the secret realm this time." Jing Qiong sighed softly, "If you can really get some, it will be beneficial to the development of the sect."

Jiang Lian nodded.

But he took a deep look at Jing Qiong.

Jing Qiong will definitely be able to get the things.

According to common sense, this person will be able to transcend the level of Huashen in the future. Now that he enters the secret realm again, he will definitely be able to get in touch with some inheritance.

Even, those things inside can bring back some.

After all, the secret realm is extremely dangerous, but for some people, it is a blessing.

Wealth can only be found in danger. Opportunities and challenges come at the same time. Yan Lingxiu and Jiang Lian are also looking forward to this level and whether they can get the inheritance in it.

Mystery.

Jiang Lian sighed with emotion.

The secret realm is the source of everything, and in the depths of it, there is an inheritance left by an incredible existence.

This is the opportunity for the rise of Jiuxuanmen.

Moreover, there is only this chance, otherwise, he would not be so anxious to let all these people go in to find opportunities.

As for those who didn't catch up, we can only wait until the Great World opens.

……

Eastern Region.

Dayang environment.

In front of a bloody space.

Zhu Zaixiao sat cross-legged in the void, using a Buddhist vessel to resist the erosion of blood energy around him.

Even the Buddha's light, facing the blood, made a sizzling sound, the blood was all over the sky, and the Buddha's light could only emit a short distance.

It looked shocking, "The blood energy in it can even corrode the consciousness of a strong person in the transformation stage. It is really pervasive."

Not far away, a figure covered in red hair was pierced by countless bloody chains.

The red-haired figure is Yin Luo, the father of Yin Lao, the elder of Jiuxuanmen.

He is also the super strong of Jiuxuanmen a hundred years ago.

But now, it's in a mess.

Zhu Zaixiao originally planned to directly help the old man get out of trouble, but the old man also said that this blood curse can not stop even the peak of the general transformation stage.

Unless the strength is far superior to that of the demon master Mingyuan, Zhu Zaixiao can only hold back his hand resentfully when he heard this.

The previous demon lord back then was already unfathomable in strength, and Zhu Zaixiao never thought of surpassing that one.

Back then when the Demon Lord ruled the world, he was just a rookie who had just entered the Nascent Soul stage, and he didn't even have the qualifications to look directly at others.

Even now, he has already broken through to transform into a god, but there is still a huge gap between him and that one.

Nor can it be said that time will make up the gap.

On this point, Zhu Zaixiao still has self-knowledge.

Therefore, I can only watch the old man endure the torture day after day, but there is nothing I can do.

For a hundred years, the old man's body was covered with thick red hair, and his steel-like bones were only covered by a layer of flesh. He looked emaciated like the most rotten yin puppet in the yin puppet sect.

Even the skin and flesh have already been eroded by the evil spirit of blood. If it weren't for the continuous support of Yuanshen, he might have died long ago.

But even so, Yuanshen was still extremely bleak.

With only a trace of spiritual consciousness, it is a blessing among misfortunes to keep the old man's Lingtai clear.

Even Zhu Zaixiao couldn't help being resentful that one of the strongest members of the sect fell to the point of serving as a blood slave for the Shifang Demon Sect.

But what's the use of resentment, the people back then have already fallen, and the old man Yin Luo can live longer than his contemporaries.

The evil deeds done by the Shifang Demon Sect are too numerous to write down, but there is no way for anyone to make them powerful back then.

"This is the old man's blood, so it can naturally corrode Huashen." The red-haired figure shook his head slightly and said.

With his own blood as the foundation, he laid down this blood domain formation.

Maintaining the rise and fall of these hundreds of years, the great formation has been there, but the blood of the old man has been drained, and what is burning now is the power of the primordial spirit.

When the primordial spirit is completely burned out, the real oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry.

There is no chance of reincarnation.

Even in the stage of becoming a god, it is difficult to resist such erosion.

"Hey, boy Jiang Lian will definitely have a solution, haven't you met him before?" Zhu Zaixiao also learned something during this period, and then he said.

"I have indeed seen him." The old man's eyes slightly closed, "He said he would let me survive for at least five years, but I'm afraid I won't be able to wait until that day."

"Why did master uncle say that?" Zhu Zaixiao shook his head, "Since he said it, he will definitely be able to do it."

"You trust him that much?"

"Yes." Zhu Zaixiao nodded, "The demon lord Zongqing may come to attack the underground palace in the near future. He sent me a message to let me protect the uncle. As for the things inside the underground palace, let him take whatever he wants. .”

The red-haired old man pondered slightly, but agreed, "Yes, the things in the underground palace are definitely huge treasures for the Shifang Demon Sect, but for our orthodox fairy sect, the best things, Jiang Lian The kid has it."

Zhu Zaixiao nodded slightly, the blood scriptures are the best thing for Xianmen.

Because it can be used to understand the cultivation method of the Demon Sect, and it is even possible to practice directly.

All the laws of the world are interlinked, as for analogy, it is also worth learning from.

And those four swords are considered the greatest property.

If the four high-grade spiritual weapons can be repaired, they are four top-grade spiritual weapons!

There are still as many as four pieces of this level of existence. If a formation is laid, it can be compared to a Taoist weapon!

The rest are the resources left by Nether Abyss to the next generation of demon masters, which are probably worth tens of millions of middle-grade spirit stones, which is normal.

A peerless demon lord whose cultivation is as high as the heavens and the earth, without these materials, something is wrong.

Although a big battle consumed seven or eighty-eight, but these are enough for future generations of demon masters to enjoy.

Yin Luo wanted to say something more, but at this moment, his expression changed.

While the two of them were talking, there was a loud buzzing and trembling, and countless bloody chains, carrying endless blood, were sucked out from the old man.

The old man's hoarse voice roared, and there was a huge suppressed sound of pain.

Countless chains, like blood-sucking tentacles, turned the old man's blood into nourishment and incorporated it into the formation.

hum.

The entire formation was activated in an instant, countless blood-colored phantoms almost condensed into substance, and the monstrous blood mist spread down. Even Zhu Zaixiao had to put away the Buddhist artifact and resist it with his condensed sword energy.

He glanced at the old man Yin Luo.

Zhu Zaixiao's eyes showed impatience, but there was nothing he could do. Almost day and night, as long as the formation showed a weak point, he would absorb it from the old man.

Endless torture, not even suicide.

How sad?

But now there is at least a little hope. If the old man is really rescued within a few years, among other things, this age alone is enough to be a living fossil in the sect.

If it can recover one or two years, it is enough to borrow a few hundred years of life from the sky, that is enough.

"Someone is attacking the formation." The old man said almost word for word.

He was enduring great pain, and the blood all over his body was like a surging river, pouring into the formation continuously, and he felt a tremor in his soul.

The weak primordial spirit, like a flickering candle, might go out at any time.

After so many years, the old man's body has already merged with the big formation.

After the big formation was violently attacked, it was naturally counted on him.

Zhu Zaixiao gritted his teeth lightly, then reached out and made a move.

An ancient picture scroll slowly formed in his hands, turning into a clear light, covering the old man's body.

The yin and yang qi circulated, and fell down smoothly, covering the old man's body.

Only then did the old man's roar gradually weaken. When the pain became normal, the old man no longer knew what it was like to have a normal body functioning.

Qing Guang briefly cut off the connection between the big formation and the old man, but there was nothing he could do about the chains.

This is not a long-term solution, and the spiritual stones needed to activate the Taiji diagram need to be calculated in huge quantities, but it can only reduce some pain.

He is not the master of the Taiji Diagram, so he can only fill it with endless spirit stones if he rashly pushes it.

It's just that, without the old man's blood supply, the strength of this large formation is greatly reduced.

The bloody mist gradually stabilized, and it seemed to be much thinner.

"They're here." Zhu Zaixiao stared closely at the outside of the formation.

If it is really that person, then this big formation can't stop him at all.

Not to mention the small formation on this side, even the old man Yin Luo himself, even if he is out of trouble at this moment, is not his opponent.

So it's better to just let him in.

The old man fell to his knees on the ground, with blood dripping from his eyes, which turned into blood tears and fell on the ground, but the blood energy evaporated in an instant and merged into the formation.

A figure, holding a pitch-black gun, strode in. Behind him were two half-step deity-level Tenfang Demon sect powerhouses.

The three figures are all walking like dragons and tigers.

With all the details revealed, it is really determined to attack the underground palace.

There were three people in a group, surrounded by demon energy, like Mo Luo who came out of hell, their faces were cold and frightening.

The combined strength of these people is enough to destroy any powerful force under All Saints Land.

Previously, in the battle of Qingzong, the foundation that had not been used was brought out like this now.

Zong Qing glanced at the red-haired old man, paused for a moment, and thought of something, his eyes flickered for a moment.

He has practiced with the previous demon master for so long, so he naturally knows what the blood curse on the old man is.

In this world, after the fall of Master Mingyuan, I am afraid that only he can untie it, but it seems that this is a person from the Nine Profound Sect.

He stared at Yin Luo.

This is a peerless powerhouse who has survived the God Transformation Tribulation, and his strength is unfathomable.

However, even a person of this level has no power to resist under this blood curse.

How strong is Master's strength?
Even Zong Qing didn't know, he only knew that the master was very strong, and even so strong that it was almost transcendent!
Back then, even if countless strong men were mobilized to besiege many holy places, regardless of the cost, Master Mingyuan would kill no more Huashen!
That was the last glory of the Ten Directions Demon Sect, and he will never forget it.

Therefore, when he saw the old man again, Zong Qing didn't feel any wavering in his heart.

The master is so powerful, but he himself is not bad!
Even in this old man's heyday, he is not afraid!

What made his pupils constrict was an ancient picture scroll above.

There is a picture of Tai Chi hanging down ten thousand dao clear lights, that is, this picture, which cuts off the connection between the blood curse and the grand formation.

This was the first time he saw a treasure that could suppress the blood curse.

Seen in general.

This is the treasure!

At least it's at the Dao stage!

The background of Jiuxuanmen is really strong to the extreme. Even if they have been established for a short time, almost every generation of strong people can obtain a powerful inheritance from the secret realm.

Today's Supreme Leader is even more incomprehensible. As for Shen Potian, he directly reached the peak of his combat power.

Zong Qing gave his evaluation, Taiji Diagram must be a super-grade Taoist weapon!
At that time, it was this picture scroll that blocked his attack.

His full blow was stopped by Zhu Zaixiao, who had just entered the God of Transformation and had no special physique, relying on the power of this Taoist weapon!
Zong Qing finally looked at Zhu Zaixiao, with a mocking smile on his lips, "Are you going to stop me?"

Zhu Zaixiao was silent for a moment, took a step back, and didn't say much.

But the meaning is already obvious.

"Let's go." Zong Qing gently waved his hand.

The three demon heads walked towards the underground palace together.

Zhu Zaixiao looked at the three of them with cold eyes, but did not act rashly.

This was explained by the head teacher. If the Shifang Demon Sect wants to attack the underground palace, he only needs to protect the old man's body. Zong Qing's strength is superior, and in fact Zhu Zaixiao can't beat it.

In this way, we will not go head-to-head and hit stones with pebbles.

Even with the Taiji diagram in his hands, the Taiji diagram is not a treasure for attacking. If he wants to hold the devil back, it's okay, he only needs a large amount of spirit stones.

When he came out this time, he brought all his family assets with him, which was worth millions of spirit stones.

At first, he was afraid that he would not be able to go back when he came out, so these spirit stones still had to be spent.

But after seeing the effect of the Taiji Diagram, his thinking completely changed.

Anyway, you can't kill me, I still have the avatar of the head teacher, the avatar can use the power of the main body, it is still unknown who will win the battle.

It's just that if you can't fight, you should try not to fight, even though he doesn't have a good impression of Shifang Mozong, and he is also afraid of destroying Jiang Lian's layout.

Zong Qing went straight to the underground palace with two figures.

"They left?" The red-haired old man sat cross-legged on the ground, his eyes closed, and he spoke only after he could no longer feel the breath of the three of them.

"Already gone." Zhu Zaixiao hurried over to support the old man. "How are you, uncle?"

"I'm fine, I can still hold on. This scroll has the power to move mountains and fill seas. If it is in the hands of Jiang Lian, the effect may be more than that simple." The old man sighed softly.

Over the past hundred years, even he has been studying the method of the blood curse, but he has tried a lot and failed.

The meaning of Mingyuan is very simple and obvious.

If you are trapped here, you won't be afraid to comprehend it. This is his secret method. If you really have such talent, then it doesn't matter if you go out.

But in the past hundred years, the old man has spent countless painstaking efforts, but he can't even figure out the source of the blood curse.

Mingyuan is a heavenly wizard who cultivates the way of magic, his strength is all the way to the sky, and his understanding of cultivation is extremely deep, few people can match it.

Old man Yin Luo didn't even mention comprehension, even if it was a delay method, he had thought a lot about it.

But without the slightest progress.

Now that there are really spiritual soldiers who can isolate him from the suppression of the blood curse, that really gave him a glimmer of hope.

Before, even Jiang Lian had promised him, but he didn't care about it.

He has been involved in good fortune and has survived the calamity of transforming gods. Even if the latter is the head teacher of Jiuxuanmen today, and even stepped into the land of transforming gods, it is difficult for him to impress him.

He is a real person who has seen the great world. The leader of Jiuxuanmen was a strong man who was close to detachment. There are many gods in the gate. Which one is not the peak powerhouse between heaven and earth, with unparalleled aptitude .

So even if it was Jiang Lian's promise that moved his heart and really brought a glimmer of hope, he felt more hopeless.

It has nothing to do with Jiang Lian's impression, it's just because Mingyuan is too strong.

As for another method, to cultivate the blood scriptures to the Nascent Soul stage?

That is definitely even more outrageous. In the whole world, those who can cultivate the blood scriptures to the Nascent Soul stage have just met face-to-face.

Is it possible to help him break the blood curse?

There is absolutely no possibility.

But now, he has witnessed the power of the Taiji Diagram with his own eyes.

He couldn't help but deny that this thing was definitely effective for him, so much so that, taking advantage of the isolation, he had secretly regained some physical strength.

He closed his eyes and adjusted his breath just now, just to gain this hard-won time.

This magic weapon belongs to someone else, the supreme teacher of the Nine Profound Sect, so it is naturally integrated with it. Even if someone else has the authority to use it, they can only consume a lot of spiritual stones to activate it, not even spiritual power!

Therefore, he felt it was worth it to use a lot of spirit stones to buy him this short time!

Even though he was far from being able to break free from the shackles now, he was pleasantly surprised to find that his body was obviously able to enter some spiritual energy.

He remained calm and was filling up the depletion of aura in his body.

But he still didn't dare to fill in too much, that's what it meant.

His body has been eroded by blood evil spirit for hundreds of years, and being able to store some spiritual energy is already considered a great gift.

Zhu Zaixiao saw something, "Master?"

"Speak carefully." The red-haired old man opened his eyes slightly, and looked at one place.

Just now, the old man felt an incomparably powerful but familiar divine sense, and he had already guessed the identity of the person who came here.

Soon, as far as the old man could see, a figure in white floated over.

His hair on the temples was like snow, but he looked like a young man with a long sword standing behind him, even in this blood mist, he was still walking on the ground.

The bloody mist around him seemed to be afraid of him, hesitating to step forward.

Among the blood, this figure in white seems to be the only color between the sky and the earth.

The young man's appearance is exceptionally handsome, with peaceful eyes, only the silver hair color on that end, which is quite inconsistent, but there are also strong men in the transformation stage, and there are also strange-looking ones, but in this man, everything seems to be reasonable of.

Everything is naturally rounded and close to "Tao."

Zhu Zaixiao didn't know this person, but he thought he was a super strong man a hundred years ago.

A hundred years ago, geniuses emerged in large numbers in the entire Eastern Region, and their strength was unparalleled. Although they are declining now, the foundations of the holy places of the major sects are still there. Even if there are some strongmen in the holy places who have transformed themselves into gods, Zhu Zaixiao thinks it is normal.

But the man in white in front of him is too strong, even a hundred years ago, he should be one of the strongest in the world.

It's just that he was not strong at that time, and he was not qualified to contact these people.

"Brother Yin Luo, I haven't seen you for a long time, don't come here without any problems." The figure in white said slowly, smiling.

The man in white obviously knew Yin Luo, but he could tell from his current appearance that this was the old man Yin Luo, so he should have known him back then.

Although the breath will not change, after all, a hundred years have passed.

"Unexpectedly, you, an old fellow, are still alive and survived the God Transformation Tribulation." The old man Yin Luo said in a hoarse voice.

"Thanks to the great blessing of the Daoist, there are only a few words recorded by the Wuqing Dao, which protects the deity from the catastrophe of transformation." The man in white shook his head. "The catastrophe of transforming the gods is extremely dangerous. Even the deity almost fell into it. It was just passed through a few years ago. The Taoist brother is the most talented in the Eastern Region. He has reached this state a hundred years ago, and I am deeply impressed."

"Did it become what it is now?" The old man Yin Luo smiled mockingly, his voice was jagged.

Is it sad? The old man doesn't think it's that bad. There are winners and losers in competitions. If he loses, he will naturally have to pay the price. It's just that the daily torture is hard for people to bear.

"Brother Dao is for the sake of the righteousness of the world, to scare Mo Luo, even if he falls into the endless prison, he will be blessed by the way of heaven, and the dead tree will be full of spring in the future." The figure in white smiled slightly, "Brother Dao, don't underestimate yourself."

The words of the man in white were full of admiration for the old man, and there was a smile on his face, but his eyes were as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

From the beginning to the end, there was no emotion at all.

However, his speech and behavior are all elegant and decent, as if he is a scholar next door who is full of words and ink.

The more this is the case, the more they are on guard, because they don't understand which sentence the person in front of them is telling the truth and which sentence is false.

The old man Yin Luo remained silent, he was gathering strength, if the person in front of him really wanted to do something, he would never sit still, even if it was a crippled body.

Seeing that Yin Luo didn't answer, the figure in white smiled and didn't say much.

Then he took a look at the Taiji diagram, paused for a moment, and sighed softly, "In the classics of my sect, there seems to be a record of this artifact, but it is said that it has been lost in ancient times. To be able to see the beauty of the divine weapon, I don’t know which one it belongs to, but I really want to see it.”

Zhu Zaixiao frowned, he didn't know what magic weapon was or not, he only knew that if the person in front of him made a move, he and the old man together might not be able to stop it.

The figure in white didn't have the slightest fluctuation, but it was ten thousand times more terrifying than any fluctuation.

He can't even see the realm of the person in front of him clearly!
This kind of meritorious person is no longer something he can handle.

Therefore, he is also on full alert, and if he is a little careless, he will pinch the teleportation talisman, open the teleportation bridge, and let Jiang Lian himself come to him!
The figure in white seemed to see the vigilance of the two, then shook his head and smiled, "I didn't come here for you, so you can relax."

Having said that, neither of the two dared to take it lightly.

Even the old man Yin Luo is the same, he knows the person in front of him best.

For those who practice the ruthless way, looking at people is no different from looking at a piece of wood.

Even in the face of a strong man whose cultivation base is ten thousand times stronger than himself, this person will not blink his eyes.

As for why he was so angry, the old man Yin Luo guessed that this person's transformation into a god might not be the story of a scholar, a scholar, and a little fox.

After going through the God Transformation Tribulation in the past few years, have you never recovered?
There are many kinds of God Transformation Tribulation, the ruthless God Transformation Calamity, most of them are to contact people, transforming into ordinary people, contacting people and things between heaven and earth.

With a clear understanding of the world and a sophisticated understanding of human nature, one can walk out of being sentient and step into the realm of ruthlessness.

The ruthless way is considered to be accomplished.

Many scripts in the world of cultivating immortals are about the ruthless Daoist, and they are sold very well in the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce.

After transforming into a god, after transforming into a mortal, the memories of the previous life are sealed, and then a series of stories can be drawn.

For example, after Dao Zun wakes up, he will be chaotic and finally abandon. The monk wept sadly.

The best ending is that the Taoist priest suddenly came to his senses, taught the girl to become a monk, and the two became Taoist couples, but because of their lack of qualifications, a hundred years later, they became a pile of loess. .
Of course, the person in front of him is definitely not like this. Let alone emotional fluctuations, it is remarkable to be able to change the expression of this person.

No matter how many people died under the ruthless hands, it was just a number.

This is not alarmist talk, whether such a strong person makes a move depends only on their own preferences, and they don't care about anything.

"Sigh." The figure in white smiled softly, as if sighing, "The old friend is reunited, but he didn't expect to be here. With this appearance, there is still something to do today. He is going to have a drink with the Taoist brother in his year."

The old man Yin Luo didn't answer, but was still tense.

"So, the deity will pass first." The figure in white cupped his hands lightly, "Farewell, Brother Dao."

Then the figure slowly disappeared.

"Who is this person? It feels so strong!" Zhu Zaixiao asked with a shocked expression.

"Reverend Daoist Ruthless, the supreme Daoist, Qin Yuanxian!" Feeling that the aura had completely left, the old man Yin Luo put down his guard a little, and said softly.

"Qin Yuanxian?"

Zhu Zaixiao was shocked.

Among other things, this name alone is enough to make people feel like thunder. In the entire Eastern Region, there are very few people who don't know this name.

The Supreme Dao Lord that the old man said was a hundred years ago.

Today's Taishang Taoists are Cheng Hao and Cheng Yi. Their strength is unfathomable, let alone the Taoists of the previous generation!
A character from a hundred years ago has now gone through the God Transformation Tribulation. I really don't know how tyrannical the Taishang Dao's background is!

(End of this chapter)