"Whoa!"

The rain was pouring and the wind was howling.

The entire mountain range was flooded, and there were screams and cries for help everywhere.

"So what's sacred?"

"Oh my God!

In the rain curtain, countless people looked up at the figure in mid-air, shocked and shouted.

Calling for wind and rain, ruling the power of heaven and earth, what an amazing supernatural power!

This is a powerful man in the world!

"Let me ask again, to pay or not to pay?"

Tang Hao drank coldly.

The palm sect looked around left and right, looking at this full of desolation, the more hesitant he became.

"Teacher, you can't hand it over!"

"Adversary, I'll fight with you!"

Behind him, several old white men shouted angrily, rushed up, blasted out Dao Dao spiritual light, and attacked Tang Hao.

These people should all be in the early stage of the Dao Question.

"I can't help myself!"

Tang Hao snorted lightly, and he didn't see any movement, but as soon as his pupils flashed, a strong wind rolled up, and the rain changed, condensing into giant palms, and slapping them away.

Poof!

The old men were shocked, like a lightning strike, vomiting blood and flying backwards, smashing back.

The master was stunned again, and the more desperate he became.

At this moment, on the mountain peak not far away, there was a loud bang, followed by several roars.

"What kind of demon dare to make trouble in my Soul Yan Sect!"

With these roars, swishing, one after another figures rose to the sky, all of them were majestic, most of them were in the middle stage, and one of them was still an old man in the later stage.

They swept around, first in shock, then in rage, and their eyes blood-red.

"Death, Adversary!"

They shouted angrily and rushed towards Tang Hao.

"The Ancestor is here!"

At this time, the four sides cheered, and hope was ignited in everyone's hearts.

Although this demon is extremely terrifying, the ancestors can at least block it and drive it away.

"These are decent!" Tang Hao muttered, with a bit of ridicule on his face.

As soon as his body moved, he burst out, and with a few clanging sounds, white rays flew out, instantly assembling into a white bone battle armor.

The battle armor shook, and a monstrous killing aura rose into the sky.

With the might of his armor, he slammed it with a punch.

This punch was domineering and unstoppable! One after another, the spiritual light was shattered, and even the void was trembling, and this punch rushed forward layer by layer, and in the shocked gaze of the group of old monsters, it came closer.

Their eyes were wide open, almost horrified.

"Who is this person?"

"Damn, those uncompetitive bastards, where did you provoke such a powerful enemy!"

They wailed in their hearts and cursed one after another.

Several old monsters were even more trembling, almost frightened.

This is clearly not an ordinary old monster, it is an old demon of the world, this kind of ferocity is really terrifying!

"Daoyou! Daoyou! Don't get excited, you have something to say! Are we having some misunderstanding?"

Tang Hao was also silent, and continued to smash over with a punch.

Bang bang!

The layers of light curtains broke in response, and the old man's blood was blasted upside down, smashing into the mountain wall like a cannonball.

Boom!

The mountain peak shook and was pierced in an instant, and then continued to fly upside down, piercing through several peaks before stopping.

"Shhh

Seeing this, the rest of the old monsters gasped, and their faces were distorted.

The cheers from all sides stopped abruptly, and the crowd froze in place, stunned.

Their ancestors, mythical figures in their minds, were blown away in a single photo?

"Fellow Daoist, stop!

The old man got up and cried out.

"Where did my Soul Yanzong provoke you, you say, I will definitely give you an explanation!" He flew over, his face pale, his hair scattered, and he was extremely embarrassed.

As soon as he fell, he walked over, grabbed the palm sect, crackled and beaten, and while beating, he also scolded: "You waste, how do you teach the sect, huh? Are you so right about the ancestors and ancestors?"

"I ......"

The palm of the sect looked aggrieved.

He obviously didn't do anything, it was this guy who killed himself and wanted to rob them of their supreme exercises, how could it be his fault?

"Seniors are angry!"

The rest of the old monsters looked at the words, and they also fell, shouting to calm their anger, while joining the team of the fat beating master, while beating, they also scolded.

"Oh! How did I educate you before? How did you forget! I really regret passing on the position of head to you!"

"It's really not angry! I will kill you!"

The people around were dumbfounded.

What's going on?

Obviously, that guy came in and wanted to grab something, how could it be the wrong thing to teach?

"Oh, Master, stop fighting! Uncle, be lighter!" The Zhangjiao held his head and kept shouting, but he wanted to cry without tears.

After a wild beating, a group of old monsters stopped.

"Tell me, what did you do to offend this senior?"

The palm sect raised his body, hesitated, and said aggrievedly: "Master...... Master...... I didn't do anything, he ...... He said he wanted to see our "Soul Sutra". ”

A group of old monsters were stunned, and their faces became strange.

They realized that it seemed as if he was wrongly blamed.

However, they have all been beaten, but they are all seniors, can they still admit their mistakes to their juniors!

"Ahem!"

They coughed a few times and rebuked: "He said yes, why didn't you give it! If you had given it earlier, wouldn't there have been so many things?"

"That's it, it's just a practice, what's the big deal. ”

They can distinguish the importance of the matter, just one exercise, how can it be as important as the lives of the whole sect, even if they resist, this old demon kills them all, and they can still get the exercises.

"But ......"

The Palm Sect hesitated.

"Hey! what is it...... Shut up and take out the scriptures!"

The old man in the later stage rebuked sharply.

"Yes, Ancestor!"

The master didn't dare to say anything, and directly took out the scriptures.

"Daoyou! Daoyou! You want this scripture, hey! Why didn't you say it earlier, misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding! Come, take it quickly, rub a copy. ”

The old man smiled enthusiastically and respectfully handed over the scriptures.

Tang Hao's face was expressionless, he raised his hand to take a photo, took the scripture, swept it over, and threw it back.

"Good!"

He muttered, waved his hand, the wind stopped, the rain stopped, and the sky suddenly cleared again.

Then, as soon as he turned, he walked straight away.

Watching him go away, everyone in the Soul Yan Sect let out a sigh of relief, and they felt a sense of happiness for the rest of their lives after the catastrophe.

Many disciples looked into the distance, still in a trance, unable to come back to their senses for a long time.

They were shocked by the means of calling for wind and rain, the means of reaching the heavens and the earth, and the almost flattering performance of the ancestors.

That's the real powerhouse!

They sighed in their hearts, and their faces showed a little fascination.

(End of chapter)

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