Zao Wou-Ki looked at the middle-aged man who came out, his eyes showed solemnity, but the hideous look on his face was undisguised.

The man in the sky slowly stretched out his right hand and slapped it down gently, a Tai Chi pattern appeared in the palm of his hand, and a terrifying aura permeated the sky above Beacon City, such a blow was enough to shatter this space.

Zao Wou-ki's eyes flashed with blood, and a blood-red Tai Chi pattern appeared behind him, the blood stained half of the sky, and the blood-red Tai Chi and the Tai Chi above the sky slammed together.

"Boom!"

The two forces collided together, and the huge wave of air blew away all the clouds in the sky.

And the terrifying power made the faces of many people around this area change, such a reckless battle, only those Eastern Wilderness Heavenly Powers have such courage.

The battle between two extremely powerful monks caused the entire Beacon City to fall into a panic.

Every time the middle-aged man in the sky took a step forward, the fluctuations around Zhao Wuji's body became stronger, and blood-red breaths rushed out, and the aura of the Great Dao surrounded his body, he was like an ancient Heaven Splitting Beast reviving, and the space around him collapsed.

The crowd that was originally standing around was all horrified in their hearts, and the two white-haired old men had already set up a large Taoist array to block the qi of this piece of heaven and earth, but even so, there was still such a terrifying power permeating out!

This is the contest between the two powerhouses of the Eastern Wilderness.

At the same time, feeling the confrontation of such two terrifying forces, many strong people in Beacon City rose in the air.

Among them, several major forces in the Beacon City rushed over.

Looking at the two old men of the Taoist family, their faces were not very good-looking, after all, this is the Thousand Crane Peak of the Beacon City, not the Taoist Thousand Crane Peak, and the battle between the two is likely to sink the Beacon City.

"I want to know what Taoism means, do you mean that you are going to destroy this city!" was also an old man who spoke, although he was very angry, but his tone was full of helplessness.

Even if they are strong, they are only a small force in the Northern Beacon City, and naturally they dare not compete with the incomparably powerful forces on the Heavenly Desolate Continent. But as one of the owners of Beacon City, they also need to take a stand.

The two old men of the Taoist family looked at the four of them indifferently, and said calmly: "Don't mind, the battle between them will not affect Beacon City, you don't have to worry!"

At this time, the powerhouse of the Four Elephant Palace, with a cold face, looked at the two Taoists and said, "I don't care how strong the forces behind you are, but as one of the masters of Beacon City, I will not watch you destroy this city." ”

The two Taoist monks looked indifferently at the powerhouse of the Four Elephant Palace, and at the same time, the middle-aged man with pale eyes also looked over, and there was a strange power flowing in the pale pupils.

Suddenly, he felt that the Yuan Shen wanted to crack, like a knife scraping bones, and every inch of muscle and blood was about to be recorded, which was a pain that would destroy the true body. It is conceivable that this is such a powerful force that even a half-step Heavenly Realm powerhouse would be injured by a glance.

And all of this is just an indifferent glance from that man, not a shot, this is the gap between the power of the Tongtian Realm and the half-step Tongtian, step by step, step by step. A dull sound sounded, and the man in the Four Elephant Palace took a step back, but his face became extremely pale, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"It's not something you can be involved in!" said the pale-eyed man, who ignored the man in the Four Elephant Palace.

Zao Wou-Ki looked at the man in the sky indifferently, indifferent and abnormal, and a strong wind blew out of his big sleeves. Every wind was blood-colored, cutting through the void and blowing out chaos, and at this moment, there was a kind of slaughter in the heavens and on the ground! It was as if a demon from hell had broken through the cage and came to this world, and was about to carry out an action to destroy the world, and the murderous aura was like a hurricane. Fu is far away, the spirit of death is swirling, throughout the ages, up and down, all because of this wind of death.

"Bang!"

A foot stepped out of the sky, the black iron clothes flickered, wrapping the soles of the feet, swirling with black light, and the divine energy that penetrated people became stronger.

"Boom!"

The sky trembled, and a powerful being appeared in the sky, wearing a dark iron suit, with a black light flashing, and a majestic posture. Like a demon god, his whole body was full of brilliance, and the black holy clothes covered his whole body, looking very martial. His face was as white as if he had not seen the sun for thousands of years, and he was very handsome, but there were a trace of wrinkles, leaving traces of time. One of his hair had turned gray and lost some of his luster, except for a pair of eyes that were pitch black, like two black gems.

It is conceivable that this is an incomparably powerful monk, a strong man whose strength is so strong that it is impossible to guess, and he stepped on Zao Wou-ki's blood-colored Tai Chi with just one foot. The blood-colored Tai Chi made a clicking sound, obviously unable to withstand such a force, and there was a cracking sound.

"Zao Wou-Ki, I didn't let you exist to let you fight to the death with the Taoists!" the man said in a deep voice as he looked at Zao Wou-Ki, who was about to make a crazy move. Zhao Wouji, who was trampled under the feet of the man, his face changed, and he said gloomily: "It's not me who made the first move, don't be too self-righteous!"

The man ignored Zhao Wouji, but looked at the three great powers of the Taoist on the side, and said indifferently: "Even if you are a master of Taoism, but in Beacon City, you have to coil it for me, and if it is a tiger, you have to lie down for me, this is near the forbidden area of the Eastern Wilderness, the strong are not what you can imagine, if you dare to make a move again, I will destroy you, don't believe what I said!" The man with pale eyes fell into silence, and then looked at the man and nodded and said: " Our Taoists will no longer make a move, since someone dares to ignore Taoism, someone will come to preach to you!"

The man looked at the Taoist group indifferently, indifferent to their threat, and said flatly: "I hope you can do what you say!"

Then, with a stroke of one hand, he escaped into the void and disappeared.

Looking at the figure of the man leaving, the dead man of the four major forces of Beacon City was pale, they did not expect that there was such a powerful monk in their sphere of influence, this person may not necessarily be a king, but he is definitely the supreme power of the Heavenly Realm, ranking in the position of supreme overlord. How could such a thing not worry them.

A storm ended like this, but Qinglin could feel the crisis in it, which was definitely the calm before the storm.

After watching the man leave, Zhao Wuji glanced at the three Taoists coldly, and said coldly: "This is not a Taoist, I will find a chance, I will definitely avenge the revenge of the year!"

"Zao Wou-ki, letting you live all these years is already Taoist tolerance, if you really think that the Taoists can't clean you up, then you can try!" The white-haired old man looked at Zao Wou-Ki sharply.

"It doesn't have to be like this, we all know why you Taoists are here, and the hatred between us is still resolved in the cemetery of the gods!" After speaking, Zao Wou-Ki also turned into an afterimage and disappeared.

The three Taoists glanced at each other, and they all saw the worry in the eyes of others, and then their figures turned into pieces in the eyes of everyone and disappeared.

Looking at this bizarre way of disappearing, Qinglin muttered: "This is the Taoist Dream Butterfly Technique, it's really special!"

Waving his hand, no longer thinking about the attitudes of those masters, Qinglin lowered his head and fell into thought.

"It seems that you have to find the chair Grandpa quickly, this Beacon City is not very peaceful!" Qinglin shook his head helplessly.

Seeing that the night was approaching, Qinglin had no choice but to find an inn to rest first, and then go tomorrow to find clues to the unmanned chair in the wilderness.

......

Along the way, looking at the many inns around, Qinglin found one at random and walked in.

As soon as he entered, he saw an acquaintance who surprised him very much.

And this person was also very surprised when he saw Qinglin, he didn't expect Qinglin to appear here.

The young man whispered to himself, "I really didn't expect this person to be alive!"

Ignoring the young man, Qinglin walked upstairs alone, and he was not in the mood to greet this person.

"Zuo Lin, it seems that this young generation of masters from Zhongzhou is very interested in this cemetery of the gods!"