Listening to Editus's account of the whole story, Christina was silent for a long time before she said: "Although it only has the explosive power of one blow, it can break through all your spell barriers, as well as those defensive magic weapons, which means that this blow is powerful enough to kill the super-ranked, and it is indeed a terrifying killer, we have to tell a few other people in the council!"

Edithas nodded silently, although he didn't want to talk about this humiliating thing to anyone, but such a terrible killer lurking in Europe was too serious for him to block his blow, among the giants of the council, except for the lich Faust, and Stuart, no one dared to say that they could stop it, if he really killed a few, the forces of the Dark Council would fall apart directly.

In fact, after they returned to Fort Solomon and told the story, the rest of the giants of the Dark Council were also extremely shocked, they knew that there was not much difference between their combat power and Editus, and even Edithas had the Life Starry Sky Reflection Technique as the final hole card, but they did not. This mysterious and terrifying old man of the East was immediately listed as an S-class existence within the council, and was already at the same level as the powerful Knights of the Round Table and the Archbishop in the Church of Light.

But no matter how much they searched, there was no trace of the old man, as if he had just disappeared into this world, with the strength of the Dark Council. Even the underground forces of the whole of Europe have been launched to search for it, but they still found nothing, and it can only be said that the old man has either left Europe or is hiding in the mountains again.

Moreover, even with Faust and Stuart, old monsters who have lived for almost a thousand years, they can't find out which sect this old man is in the Chinese cultivation world, you must know that in the Western cultivation world, since the Church of Light suffered that catastrophe, the two of them, plus Hogan, are almost the oldest people, if they don't even know, it is impossible for others to know.

But at this time, he actually found that Bai Junyi's way of magic and martial arts had a lot of similarities with the old man, and this similarity may not be noticed in the eyes of others, just like Borges, he didn't notice it at all, but everyone in the field was all a giant, and from the perspective of a superordinate, it was indeed very obvious.

"Isn't it said that after every previous saint of the Holy Maiden Gate is destroyed, a new saint will be born, and then at the same time, the previous generation of Dharma protectors will also go with the saints, that mysterious old man, is it one of the Dharma protectors?"

Wolf Emperor Hai Bai raised his eyebrows and spoke.

"Look again, that person has been gone for decades, and it is impossible for him to suddenly appear now!"

Stuart said lazily.

Bai Junyi exhaled slowly, looking at the undead warriors who continued to swarm in front of him, like a surging frenzy, and slowly raised the spear in his hand.

At this time, in the territory of Huaxia Kingdom, on the top of Tianzhu Mountain, Gu Qingyan's figure flashed in an instant, and disappeared behind a magic circle, which was where the mountain gate barrier of Tingyu Tower was located.

"Senior brother, why are you back?"

As soon as Gu Qingyan appeared inside the mountain gate, several low-level disciples immediately saluted.

Originally, Gu Qingyan was extremely polite, even if these ordinary disciples of Tingyulou greeted him, he would return the salute, but at this moment, he was covered in wind and rain, and his face was full of smoke and dust, he just nodded, and then his body moved, and swept towards the mountain gate.

Listening to the rules in the Yu Building, even if it is the owner of the building, he is not allowed to fly with a magic weapon, let alone other people, so no matter how anxious Gu Qingyan is, he can only walk.

Seeing that Gu Qingyan did not stop, and there was a faint look of anxiety on his face, the disciples who listened to Yulou looked at each other and asked softly, "Senior brother, has something really happened, and he is so anxious......

Listening to the Guantao Pavilion where the owner of the Yulou usually rests and cultivates, in the core of the mountain gate, Gu Qingyan's footsteps are fast, and it took a few minutes, this is still by virtue of his identity as a true disciple, no one stopped him, but along the way, his wind and dust still attracted the attention of many people, I don't know that this big disciple, who has always been stable and strong, will be so anxious at this time.

After a few breaths, Gu Qingyan finally arrived outside the door of Guantao Pavilion, and saw the simple and elegant attic, he took a deep breath, did not rush in, but tidied up his clothes, after flying from Europe to China, he didn't even use other means of transportation, but relied on his true breath, and flew back to the sect directly with a flying magic weapon.

Although the monk can't fly without stepping over the second ladder, as a true disciple of such a big sect, he must have passed on flying magic weapons and secret techniques, but the consumption is very high, if it is usual, Gu Qingyan will definitely not use it, but at this time, when he thinks of Bai Junyi going to the extremely dangerous Dark Council Headquarters alone to face those terrifying opponents, he feels anxious, and he can't wait to plug in his wings and fly directly to the sect.

In fact, he also understood that with the strength of Tingyulou, even if all of them were dispatched, they would not be able to save Bai Junyi, after all, his master, the contemporary Tingyulou master, was only a cultivator at the peak of the Eight Veins Realm, and there were also a few elders who were also at the peak of the Eight Veins Realm, and the formation of a sword formation could resist the masters of the Heavenly Ranks, but it was only worth a super-level person.

What he wants is just to ask his master to come forward and let those heavenly list masters make a move, Bai Junyi is fighting to the death this time, but not for himself, the technology held by Song Jin in his hands, if it is really obtained by those people in Europe, the entire Chinese cultivation world, I am afraid that it will be shaken, and those who are high in the heavenly list have no reason not to make a move.

He was just about to step on the steps of the Pavilion when suddenly the door opened automatically, and a voice came from inside the door, "Come in!"

It is his own master, the contemporary owner of Tingyulou, Gu Qingyan is not surprised, within the mountain gate enchantment of Tingyulou, Shizun should have found himself here a long time ago.

Although his heart was anxious, he still walked slowly, step by step, very respectfully to the front of the pavilion, this is the etiquette that must be observed as a disciple, even if the sky collapses, it must not be wasted, listening to the inheritance of Yulou, it is originally more inclined to Confucianism.

As soon as Gu Qingyan entered the pavilion, he suddenly froze, because he found that his master was sitting on the side, and on the chair in the middle, there was another middle-aged man sitting upright, wearing a moon-white robe, with a clear face, holding an ivory fan in his hand, literary and graceful, looking a little old, but when he looked at it again, he didn't feel very old.

But what was even more terrifying was that Gu Qingyan felt a powerful aura like an abyss and a sea from this man in white.

This is the strongest in the sky!