Outside Yunpeng Mountain, the silver-haired and white-robed, mysterious man called out to Uncle Mu.

Demon Lang's daughter, do you dare to move? The white-robed man's words were cold and piercing, and the murderous aura was awe-inspiring.

"Huh?" Old Master Mu stopped, his brows furrowed slightly.

The man in front of him, in a white robe and snow, has long hair like frost, and has the momentum and calmness of looking at the world and giving it to others.

"True Immortal?" Old Master Mu could only guess in his heart, because he couldn't see through the white-robed man's cultivation.

"Untie her poison ban! I will spare you once and not die!" The white-robed man looked at Old Master Mu, and his tone was very calm, as if he was saying something extremely ordinary.

"Oh, hey, hey!" Old Master Mu sneered and looked back at the white-robed man, "Dare to ask Your Excellency, who is the weishenme interfering in the affairs of my ancient demon clan?"

"Interfere with the ancient demon clan?" the white-robed man sneered slightly, "Your demon clan is in turmoil in the sea wilderness, and you still have a word? Who am I, you are not qualified to know." Untie her ban. The daughter of the Molang is not someone you can touch!"

The white-robed man looked at Ming'er, who was imprisoned by Old Master Mu with peach blossoms, and there was some helplessness and worry in his eyes.

"Molang's daughter?" Old Master Mu sneered, "The old decay has been sealed for countless thousands of years. In the eyes of the ancient demon clan, there are only immortals and venerables, who cares who is the demon lang?"

"Huh?" The white-robed man listened to Old Master Mu's words, and his face was slightly cold, "Who cares who is the Demon Lang?"

"It seems that the ancient demon clan does not see the slightest repentance, even if they break the seal and wake up, they are still ignorant demons! In front of the demon lang, even the venerable must surrender! And those who blaspheme the demon lang, the only way is death!"

Let's talk about it. The white-robed man had silver hair flying, and he was dressed in a white robe without wind. Up and down the body, a faint white mist appeared.

"Immortal?" Old Master Mu's face changed.

At this time. The domain door under Old Master Mu's feet has been fully opened. The white-robed man's immortal intent was faint, and Old Man Mu knew that the other party's origin was not small, and he immediately thought about it in his heart.

One step out, the brilliance under his feet fluctuates, and Mr. Mu wants to go up.

The ancient demon clan originally belonged to the immeasurable realm of Tianzhou and had immortal abilities. The domain gate of the demon clan is even more unparalleled, otherwise how could Old Master Mu come later. Cross-domain pursuit of Hades.

If Mu Laozhang's domain gate teleportation is opened, then he can reach the Western Black Water in an instant.

However, something happened that shocked Mr. Mu.

The domain gate was bright and bright, and the stars were dotted, but when Mu Laozhang stepped into the domain gate, the domain gate stood still in an instant. The brilliance is still there, but there is no teleportation.

Such a strange thing, Uncle Mu has never encountered it.

Imprisoned Domain Gate!

Old Master Mu's face changed suddenly, what kind of realm or secret method is this? Although they have been sealed for countless thousands of years, their knowledge is closed, and their cultivation is not progressive, but the situation in front of them. It's also too incredible.

At this time, a silver-white circle of light appeared on the top of the white-robed man's head. The white aperture was no more than three feet in diameter. But the dense fairy qi is surrounded by Taoism.

within the aperture. The immortal qi becomes the shape of a dragon and a phoenix, gathering and scattering.

"Nine Dances Soul Wheel!" Old Master Mu looked at the strange white circle of light. It seems that something was remembered in an instant.

The Nine Dances Soul Wheel is a perfect combination of spells and holy weapons.

Then, it's not that the white-robed man imprisoned his domain gate, but that the domain gate actually doesn't exist at all. His soul was locked, and the brilliance of the domain gate in front of him was simply illusion.

Old Uncle Mu's face suddenly turned pale, and he said in a trembling voice: "You are ......"

Old Man Mu's words didn't come out, because the white-robed man had an indifferent smile on his face, and he didn't give him much chance to speak.

"You can't walk! Your only way is to die!"

The killing intent is pervasive, and the man in the white robe will not show the slightest mercy, because he is a person with a cold heart.

At this time, a cold light suddenly appeared in Mu Laozhang's eyes, anyone could be killed, and all the potential could be stimulated, not to mention that Mu Laozhang was still an ancient heavenly demon, and he was powerful in flying.

Whew――

zaijian, Mu Laozhang's eyes were closed, and his hands were sealed.

In the void, the brilliance rises, and the demonic aura diffuses. Mu Laozhang directly disappeared, and a towering ancient peach tree that was 100 zhang high, with lush branches and leaves, covering a radius of dozens of miles, appeared.

This is the true appearance of the demon body of the old man Mu,

The roots are like dragons, and the branches are like iron hooks. This ancient peach tree appeared and directly covered the entire green mountain. Endless branches rolled out, like countless dragons and snakes, directly wrapped around the white-robed man.

"Stubborn resistance!" the white-robed man sneered.

I saw that the two index fingers of the white-robed man's right hand were combined, and the three-foot white mangs turned into fingertips, which was better than a fairy sword.

Chop-

The white-robed man waved his hand and his wrist flew over. In the void, the immortal qi is endless, and the sword intent is vertical and horizontal.

Sneering -

The peach leaves are flying and the branches are broken. Under the nameless sword aura of the white-robed man, the Taodu Ancient Tree was vulnerable. The sword qi slashes the peach tree, such as mowing the grass mustard.

At this time, in the void, there was a red light.

It was the blood stains of Old Man Mu, scattered in the void. Whether it is human form or true appearance, he has no qualifications and strength to fight with the white-robed man.

That is an absolute gap, even if there is a magic weapon against the sky, it is difficult to make up for it, not to mention that no matter which aspect, it is the man in the white robe who is far superior.

"Go!" However, the battle was not over immediately.

The ancient peach tree, trembling all around, the pink light is magnificent. Pieces of peach petals filled the sky, turned into endless streamers, and went straight to the white-robed man.

These are assist-screens, though. In the endless peach petals, a colorful light flew up.

It was a strange bird that landed on the shoulder of the old man Mu. In the eyes of the white-robed man, there was a divine light.

"Purple Xuan Divine Bird!"

The Purple Xuan Divine Bird, a kind of divine bird in ancient legends, was born in the East Mountain of Tianzhou, and can release three-color lightning to split mountains and seas. I didn't expect the Taodu Ancient Demon to be able to subdue such a divine bird.

At this time, I saw the purple Xuanshen bird, looking up to the sky and singing, like a phoenix. The wings are spread, there are more than ten zhang, and the seven-colored feathers are very beautiful.

Long beep, lightning flash!

The Purple Xuan Divine Bird, with a mouth, and a green lightning bolt went straight to the white-robed man. At the same time, the figure of the white-robed man was also reflected in the eyes of the divine bird.

One red and one green, two bolts of lightning shot out directly from the eyes of the divine bird. also ran to the man in the white robe.

The Purple Xuan Divine Bird is really powerful.

Tricolor lightning. Break through the void, like a rainbow. The momentum was terrifying.

Even the man in the white robe couldn't help but secretly praise the ancient god bird, which was not ordinary. However, it is impossible to defeat the white-robed man with the endless peach petals and the purple Xuan Divine Bird.

"Harvest it!"

The white-robed man raised his eyebrows slightly, and formed a seal in his hand. With a flick of the middle finger of his left hand, the seven points of cold light turned into a wheel and met the purple Xuan Divine Bird.

Seven light wheels. directly turned the three-colored lightning into invisible, and flew towards the purple Xuanshen bird. Seven light wheels, none of which missed. Every time the light wheel is covered on the body of the purple divine bird, it will erase its brilliance.

Seven light wheels, erasing the seven colors of brilliance. The Purple Xuan Divine Bird was turned into a faint phantom.

The white-robed man smiled, waved his long sleeves, and directly collected the Purple Xuan Divine Bird.

Meanwhile. The white-robed man's right hand was bluffed. A purple bolt of lightning gradually condensed in his hand, and then sneered.

If, at this time, there is the power of the sea wilderness. When you see that purple lightning, you must be terrified.

Because, this spell. 10,000 years ago, it once crisscrossed the sea and wilderness. The power of slashing is innumerable, and it makes people smell and change.

Phantom Flower Purple Lightning! A purple lightning, I don't know how much power the sea wilderness has, the wind is loud, and the grass and trees are all soldiers.

"Extinguish!" The white-robed man, purple lightning, turned into a purple flying dragon several feet long, and went straight to the ancient tree of Taodu.

Boom -

The power of purple lightning, the tremor of the Three Realms. An ancient demon clan in the Flying Heaven Tribulation Realm, even if it is extraordinary, but it is the Heavenly Goddess Technique.

Roar-ah--

Purple electricity turns into fire, blazing. The ancient tree of Taodu screamed miserably. In the midst of the huge flames, the branches of the peach trees danced wildly, struggling helplessly. At this time, the Taodu Ancient Tree was completely imprisoned, and no matter what, it could not escape.

The white-robed man stood in the void, like a snow-white robe, and the corners of his clothes danced slightly. In the eyes of the stars, the ancient trees and peach capitals struggling to survive in the purple flames are reflected.

However, there was not the slightest mercy in the eyes of the white-robed man.

Pity, for the white-robed man, was a distant, unfamiliar, even long-lost feeling. He just looked at everything calmly and lightly.

The terrible screams disappeared, and the ancient tree of Taodu gradually stopped struggling.

Everything was burned by the purple fire, the ancient tree of Taodu, the existence of thousands of years, without a trace of ashes. In the purple fire, a seven-colored demon pill flew out.

The man in the white robe held it in his hand with one move.

At this time, the peach petals that imprisoned the underworld had already been dispersed, but the poison had not been solved, and the underworld would naturally not wake up, but was still suspended in the air.

The white-robed man made a seal and sent the Peach Tree Demon Pill in his hand directly into the mouth of the underworld. Then, another magic seal was formed, and the underworld disappeared in an instant.

"There is a sky outside the sky, and there is a demon on the devil!" the white-robed man sighed, his heart was blank, and he didn't know what to think.

And at this moment, a phantom gradually manifested itself. It was a young man, dressed in a gray robe, his face was also gray, and his expression was cold, and he didn't look at it.

The man in gray actually held a fairy sword in his hand. The fairy sword body is extremely long, nearly five feet long, with a gray-white scabbard, smooth as snow, white sword spikes, and a low tail of the sword.

Ordinary monks have storage bags, or higher-level storage magic weapons. Therefore, there are very few powerful monks like the man in gray who holds a strange fairy sword.

The appearance of the man in gray seemed to have been expected by the man in white robe. Because, he didn't have the slightest fluctuation in his expression.

"Save the ghost body, are you going to Blackwater?" The man in gray looked at the man in white robe, and there was almost no emotion in his words.

"Maybe!" the white-robed man's tone was a little indifferent.

"You want to leave the sea wilderness?" the gray-clothed man asked again with a cold look in his eyes.

"Maybe!" the white-robed man still said in the same tone, then looked at the gray-robed man, and asked lightly, "Weishenme is following me?"

"I only obey orders!" said the man in gray.

"Holy City Purple Shadow, Dragon Flying Phoenix Dance!" The white-robed man's expression became more and more complicated as he looked at the void, "Gray-clothed Lang Dance, swordsmanship is unparalleled!, but you are definitely not my opponent!"

The white-robed man suddenly looked at Lang Wu and smiled. The smile was gentle, like the warm sun of early spring.

The gray-clothed man danced, his eyes slightly dimmed. Such a similar smile, in Purple Shadow City, except for the white-robed man, Lang Wu had only seen it on one person's face.

10,000 years of memory, but the heavenly maiden phantom flower, smiling as before. (To be continued......)