Chapter 383: Opportunity is born, the Holy Soldier escorts
After walking more than 300 miles, Zhou Jing suddenly reported: "Your Highness, a light column appeared ahead, and many people gathered together, and it seems that a treasure has been discovered!"
Huang Jiulong's eyes lit up immediately.
Suddenly, the curtain was pulled open, and Su Changge's voice came out: "Go and get it for me."
Huang Jiulong's eyelids suddenly raised!
No! That opportunity is mine!
The beautiful woman and the car were taken by Mingtou, this opportunity must not be taken...
As soon as he thought of this, Zhou Jing had already made a swish, like an arrow from a string, and fled rapidly towards the direction of the light column.
Many masters hurriedly used their cultivation and carried the sedan chair to fly over there quickly.
Huang Jiulong's heart sank, and he hurried to catch up.
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Ahead, sixty miles away.
A large number of cultivators were anxiously waiting in front of the light column, and everyone showed an impatient expression on their faces.
Once a treasure is born, a pillar of light will appear in the ground, and the position of the pillar of light is the position of the treasure. When the pillar of light dissipates, the treasure will be officially born. For this reason, many monks will come to the pillar of light in advance to wait.
At present, the place is already full of people, three circles inside and three circles outside, crowded with people, layer upon layer, and unable to get through.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly there was a buzzing sound, and the color of the pillar of light suddenly darkened.
"The treasure is about to be born!" A gray-robed Taoist's eyes lit up!
As his voice fell, the pillar of light darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in just a few breaths it became transparent and disappeared!
Suddenly, a scripture appeared on the ground.
Ancient and vast.
Rippling with the breath of ancient wilderness.
"Hahaha, the treasure is born!" The gray-robed Taoist laughed and immediately reached out to take it.
However, as soon as he stretched out his hand, a sharp long halberd slashed through the air.
"Crack..." A bloody palm cut off.
"Ah——!" The gray-robed Taoist let out a heart-wrenching sword howl
But soon, his screams were drowned in the crowd. Countless people rushed forward, showing their magical powers and fighting to grab the treasure.
The scene instantly became chaotic.
They fought for a long time, and a voice suddenly rang out.
"Stop!"
"The Yin-Yang Holy Land is here, those who don't want to die, get out of here!"
Following that, a strong breath of the Martial Ancestor came horizontally, like Mount Tai, and soon descended on this area.
Everyone was stunned, and when they saw who was coming, their faces changed immediately, and they hurriedly stopped and knelt down, saying: "Meet His Highness the Holy Son!"
This is the Holy Son of the Yin-Yang Holy Land, and the highest among them is just the elder of an unknown sect. Even if the sect master is here, he has to bow to Zhou Jing and show respect. How dare they be disrespectful?
The person who came was not someone else, but Zhou Jing, the Holy Son of Yin-Yang.
Zhou Jing scanned the whole place, snorted coldly, and then stepped forward to hold the Taoist scripture.
On it were four large characters written in vigorous strokes: "The Great Arhat Fist".
"Buddhist skills?" Zhou Jing was overjoyed, thinking to himself: "I've heard that the Great Arhat Bodhisattva of Buddhism is extremely powerful. This Great Arhat Fist is enough to overturn the earth with one punch!"
Many people looked at the scripture with regret, but under the pressure of Zhou Jing's powerful status, they dared not even fart.
At this moment, with a whoosh, the rear army arrived.
"Your Highness!" Zhou Jing immediately half-knelt on the ground, clasped his hands and said respectfully: "The opportunity has been obtained, please take a look."
Countless people around were stunned at once.
"No way, the Holy Son of Yin Yang Holy Land actually knelt down?"
"Oh my god, what's going on? Is the person in the sedan chair of great importance?"
"Is my vision correct? Who is in the sedan chair that makes the Holy Son of Yin Yang so respectful?"
"It's really shocking!"
Suddenly, an old man in the crowd said in a deep voice: "I recently heard that Yin Yang Holy Land sold its quasi-holy soldiers to Qiankun Holy Land, but no one has escorted them. I am very worried about this. According to the news, Yin Yang Holy Lord had no choice but to ask the people of Taixuan Dao Sect. Could it be that the person in the sedan chair is the escort of the holy soldiers?"
As soon as these words came out.
The surroundings fell into silence!
Everyone breathed rapidly in an instant.
Taixuan Dao Sect!
This is a hidden sect!
As a hidden force, it rarely appears in the open, but this time they actually met it!
"It's an honor!" Someone trembled with excitement.
And this is the escort of the holy soldiers, how profound must his cultivation be?
"Terrible!"
"Strong!"
"Horrible!" For a moment, everyone looked sideways.
One after another, eyes of extreme surprise and admiration looked at the curtain of the sedan chair, looking forward to seeing this person from Taixuan Dao Sect!
