Chapter 369 The Same Ancestor

Pan Litian's move shocked everyone.

Even Ming Shiyin, Hua Wudao and Xiaoyuan'er didn't expect his old man to suddenly take action.

What Pan Litian practiced was the authentic Daoist practice, not Daoyin's evasion and escape technique. Therefore, in the case of frontal rigidity, his combat power is higher than that of Leng Luo.

But, how could Leng Luo be tough with him?

Hearing that Pan Litian shot and smashed people, he still didn't forget to tease himself, Leng Luo shot back:

"Bullying the weak with weapons is also worth showing off?"

Pan Litian laughed and said, "This old man is so capable, hiccup..."

Luo Zong's first holy land.

Many elders rushed forward to check Chu Nan's injury.

Several streaks of qi arrived at Chunan at the same time, slicing the ground.

"Big elder!"

"Elder Chu!"

Chu Nan looked up at the sky, his eyes were wide, his face was red and his ears were red, as if he was holding his breath.

After holding it for a while, I finally couldn't hold it anymore, poof——

A mouthful of blood was sprayed into the sky.

The people around stepped back one after another, avoiding the blood.

Blood like red spots fell on the ground, like red plum blossoms in full bloom.

Chunan spit it out in one breath.

The right hand pointed to the sky with difficulty: "You—"

...

Pan Litian glanced at Chu Nan, who was not dead, in surprise, and scratched the gourd in his hand.

Leng Luo said:

"Is this what you mean by smashing to death? But that's it."

"The old man's cultivation has not recovered, something happened..." Pan Litian said.

The masters of the two old age pavilions,

Suspended in the air, one left and one right.

Enough to intimidate the masters of Yuntianluo's three sects.

Many elders and disciples under the three sects looked up at the floating old man.

Pan Litian with messy hair and wrinkles like old tree bark.

Who is this old man?

A master who can defeat the Great Elder Chu Nan in one move... how can he be a person who is unknown?

"Dare to ask what the senior is called?" Fang Wenxian, the great elder of Tianzong, cupped his hands.

Pan Litian said lazily, "Why... do you want to remember the old man's name and seek revenge for the old man in the future?"

Leng Luo shook his head slightly and said:

"Pan Litian, do you want to change your name if you are a man? You can't change your surname if you sit down. Are you still afraid?"

The three words Pan Litian suddenly made the crowd explode.

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

The elders also discussed below.

This is the first master of Jingming Dao.

Such a person left Jingmingdao hundreds of years ago and disappeared.

However, why did he suddenly become a member of Motian Pavilion?

Surprised, shocked.

There are also concerns.

How could Motian Pavilion leave so easily?

Tianzong is nothing, but Yunzong's people, his face is a bit ugly.

The grievance between Yun Zong and Motian Pavilion is a bit big. If Motian Pavilion hurts the killer at this time, how should they deal with it?

"It turned out to be Elder Pan." Yunzong Grand Elder Zhao Ji greeted him.

"I don't have time to talk nonsense with you, let your ancestors come out... I have no patience."

With that said, his gourd came out of his hand and revolved around him.

Dao Dao's golden astral gas is looming.

Zhao Ji's face was ugly.

at this time……

Hua Wudao came out and looked at Yunzong Great Elder Zhao Ji.

"Zhao Ji."

Zhao Ji frowned: "Elder Hua?"

Hua Wudao left Yunzong and went to Motian Pavilion to challenge Ji Tiandao. No one in the entire Yunzong knew about it. Yun Zong also supported him to go to Motian Pavilion to resolve his inner demons. But what I didn't expect was that Hua Wudao actually entered the Motian Pavilion. This incident made Yunzong extremely angry, and some people even said that Hua Wudao had lost Yunzong's face.

"Let's ask Grandpa to come out." Hua Wudao looked down.

"Hua Wudao...how can you recognize..."

call!

Hua Wudao jumped in the air.

When it fell, the nine-character six-in-one seal on the body suddenly erupted!

The Eight Diagrams Seal and the Nine Characters expand outward.

The golden characters in seal script are dazzling and dazzling.

This move is not lethal, it is exactly the same as when he dispelled Bavo poison gas in Motian Pavilion.

But spectacular...full of visuals!

Hua Wudao is showing his power.

Even if there is only a momentary expansion, it is enough to prove his cultivation realm...

"Nine characters, Liuheyin. Seven leaves?" Zhao Ji's eyes were full of disbelief.

The elders of Luo Zong suddenly understood the meaning of the original sentence that they were not qualified to talk to the pavilion master of the Motian Pavilion—what kind of battle is the Motian Pavilion, and what kind of characters did the three sects send? Even the suzerain of the three sects did not appear, what qualifications to talk about?

In other words, if the suzerain did not come, that is to disrespect the Motian Pavilion!

Hua Wudao fell in the middle of the square of the First Holy Land... He looked around.

"Go ask the ancestors... Don't you think it's naive to play tricks in front of all the seniors?"

"..."

The elders of the three sects blushed with shame.

Hua Wudao was originally a veteran of Yunzong. Even if he joined Motian Pavilion now, when he appeared, the people of Yunzong were still in awe.

He was right.

Ji Tiandao, Leng Luo, Pan Litian, Hua Wudao... which one is not a well-informed person. When the Old Age Pavilion was in the world, which one of the three sects present was not in the mother's womb?

How naive is it to play tricks and routines in front of this group of people?

at this time--

When Chuanyun flew into the chariot, Lu Zhou finally spoke:

"Yun Tianluo, come out—"

The voice was thick and low.

A strange scene appeared.

Those sounds were like waves of water, continuous, wave after wave, swept away toward the other nine holy places.

With the flying chariot as the center, halos and ripples are formed...

The people from the three sects raised their heads one after another and looked at the sound waves radiating from the flying carriage in disbelief.

With such a sound skill, is this really just Hachiba...?

Even Leng Luo and Pan Litian, who were eight leaves, were also full of surprise.

Confucianism and Buddhism have always had stronger sound skills, while Taoist schools have lower attainments in sound skills.

From the sentence just now, they couldn't tell which sound art it came from.

The energy is not strong, even very weak.

But this weak feeling reveals a very strong penetrating power... through the layers of mountains and barriers.

After the sound.

Everything came to an abrupt end.

No one dared to speak out.

No one dared to question.

The elders of the three sects, as well as hundreds of hanging disciples, looked towards the Holy Land of Heavenly Virtue.

That is the place where the grandfather Yun Tianluo retreated——

Yunjuan Yunshu, clear the clouds and see the blue sky.

The clouds and mist around the Holy Land of Tiande were miraculously dispersed to both sides along with a gust of wind.

Immediately afterwards, in the middle of Tiande Holy Land... a sound wave rolled over—

The sound waves are also low and powerful, but there is a hint of anger:

"Paws!"

The people from the three sects thought that this sentence was said to the people in the Motian Pavilion. They just wanted to be happy, but they saw the vitality of the sound wave suddenly condensed into a ganglion.

The slap-like swords all over the sky landed on the cheeks of all the three sects of Yunzong, Tianzong, and Luozong.

"Grandpa's forgiveness!"

"Grandpa's forgiveness!"

The three disciples all fell to their knees.

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