Chapter 180 The Blind Old Man

Baoshu Buddha was angry and anxious in his heart.

Today he was completely embarrassed.

First, he was ruthlessly suppressed in a one-on-one confrontation with Bai Shan Lao Tao. If the Barbarian Emperor had not appeared in time, he would have fled, but that was all. After all, he was not as good as Bai Shan Lao Dao back then, so he could accept it reluctantly.

But now.

This person who appeared out of nowhere and suppressed him unexpectedly.

How did he accept this?

He knew everything with his feet, and he was afraid that even the Barbarian Emperor would doubt himself. The look with a trace of doubt made his face become hot, and then he became even more angry.

Fortunately, the Barbarian Emperor did not make it obvious. After all, it was still time to face the enemy unanimously.

He stood up in the air, and the black light power swept away from his body and landed on the Sirius. In an instant, the Sirius mutated and split into another ferocious head.

The two-headed wolf looked fierce and charged towards the crane with astonishing power.

The old Taoist from Baishan changed slightly.

From this he knew that the Barbarian Emperor had gone one step further than him, but he would not be without the power to fight back.

"Right now, I have no idea, and the gap between us is not that big! You want to take advantage of the situation and force me to join in with you, but it's impossible!"

The old Taoist from Baishan laughed, the crane spread its wings, and mountains and rivers loomed around it, making the crane appear even more fairy-like.

The two-headed wolf breathed black flames and suppressed the crane, but was unable to achieve further results.

The Barbarian Emperor frowned.

He turned his head and looked at the battlefield on the other side, and couldn't help but be stunned.

I saw that the Glazed Treasure Tree was actually further restrained by the White True Dragon, and it continued to strangle. Pieces of Buddha's light burst into pieces, and many branches on the Glazed Treasure Tree were broken. According to this situation, not to mention that it was coming. I support myself, but I am afraid that if something goes wrong, I will have to come to my aid.

"Who is this man in the dark?" The Barbarian Emperor was shocked.

He still knows a little bit about Baoshu Buddha's foundation. Although he is not as good as him and Zhenxuan Zhenjun, he is somewhat lucky to wake up after a long time, but it is not something that just anyone can touch.

Zhenxuan Mountain was also silent.

The four ancient saints were fighting in a melee, and the aura was incredibly powerful. The aftermath of any random leaks made the powerful people in the Heavenly Realm feel great pressure. They had retreated again and again, not daring to get close at all, lest they suffer disaster.

They are also constantly guessing who is the person behind the white dragon.

Rumored names flashed past, but none of them could be confirmed.

"But... who can overpower the Treasure Tree Buddha must not be an unknown person!"

There was awe and amazement in everyone's eyes.

"I just found out today that there are still so many ancient saints lurking in the world. They didn't ascend, but lived to the present world. Now that they all appear, does it mean that something big is about to happen?" Someone whispered.

There is no shortage of smart people in the world, but they can guess some clues from the conversations of several ancient saints.

But he didn't dare to continue to speculate, and there was some kind of fear in his heart.

The ancient saints must not have been born for no reason.

I'm afraid it involves a big secret.

"Get out of here!" Baoshu Buddha's angry shout resounded.

He was strangely angry.

Golden light bloomed from his body, and he continued to increase his power output, integrating into the glazed treasure tree. The treasure tree shook, and the seven-colored light gathered, turning into a palm, trying to hold the white dragon in his hand.

But he saw the white dragon roaring loudly, spitting out the dragon's mouth, and a white piece of leather turned into a divine sword and rushed out.

The unparalleled sword intent among them made even the old Taoists from Baishan look at him with suspicion.

As soon as the divine sword was slashed, the five fingers of the seven-colored Buddha palm were immediately cut off and became bare, which looked a bit funny.

It could be chopped with one sword, but only five fingers were cut off. This was a naked insult in the eyes of the Precious Tree Buddha.

I'm afraid this person in the dark is not my enemy.

Precious Tree Buddha could no longer bear it:

"How dare you insult me!"

His eyes were filled with anger, and his whole body was condensed with golden light, as if he had become a golden man.

The Man Emperor's expression changed:

"Buddha, no!"

But words of dissuasion could no longer calm down the furious Baoshu Buddha.

He opened his mouth and spat out, and a drop of golden blood shot out and merged into the glazed tree. In an instant, the aura of the glazed tree surged, the colorful light surged, and in an instant, he broke free from the shackles of the white true dragon.

Not only that, the seven-colored light is extremely sharp, with some kind of power that can dissolve everything, and even the void seems to be dissolved.

With a swish, the tail of the white true dragon was annihilated.

Ning Qi opened his eyes with a look of surprise.

"What is that drop of golden blood?"

He could sense that the power of the Glazed Treasure Tree had grown much stronger. The power of the Martial Saint in the Yu Wang Pearl alone might no longer be able to defeat him, but he was still calm. He also had an innate divine sword energy stored in his body. , which is still his strongest trump card so far.

Since the three flowers were perfected, he has never used it.

The old Taoist from Baishan drank lightly:

"Baoshu, you are willing to give up, but do you really want to fight to the death today? Just retreat, I won't hold you accountable for your offense this time."

But Baoshu Buddha sneered, and his slightly pale face turned out to be a bit ferocious.

"I gave up a drop of my spiritual blood and paid such a price. Just let me retreat. It's a wishful thinking!"

Above the sky.

The glazed tree shines brightly, its power is even greater than that of the two-headed wolf and the crane. It has become the most dazzling presence on the field. It was originally the white dragon that bound the Buddha tree, but now it is the Buddha tree that restrains the white dragon. The offense and defense are interchanged. The white true dragon was already in a bit of a panic, constantly moving and dodging, but even so, it was constantly being hit by the colorful light.

The Barbarian Emperor stopped talking. Since he paid the price, he must get something back today, otherwise he would suffer a big loss.

But Ning Qi's eyes were dull, he was looking for an opportunity.

Either the innate divine sword energy is not used, or if it is used, it must be accomplished.

The colorful rays of light from the glazed tree fell from time to time, like a sharp blade, cutting open the Taoist palaces wherever it passed. The guests were horrified to dodge, retreating again and again. The Buddha of the precious tree was already burning with anger and would not do anything at all. No matter what.

When the old Taoist Baishan saw this, he became angry.

"Okay, okay! Let's see which of us has the deeper foundation!"

There was a surge of breath in his body, and there was also spiritual blood that was about to condense. Ning Qi frowned slightly and was about to take action. He was just waiting for the opportunity, but if the old Taoist Baishan paid a high price to meet the enemy, it would be more than worth the gain.

Although he didn't know what the spiritual blood was, it must be important to them.

But as soon as he thought about it, he was surprised and slowly stopped his movements.

In fact.

He's not the only one.

Almost at the same moment, the three ancient saints all looked in the same direction. The old Taoist Baishan, who was about to fight for his life, also stopped and his breath slowly calmed down. Everyone was surprised and looked in the direction of the three ancient saints. go.

I saw an ordinary blind old man walking slowly with a cane.

Boom.

Boom.

The sound of the blind stick hitting the bluestone was rhythmic. It should have been a very small sound, but as the blind old man took steps, it became louder and louder. In the end, it sounded like a drum, resounding in everyone's hearts.

All the guests were shocked.

In just a blink of an eye, the blind old man was already approaching.

"Everyone, please stop."

An old voice sounded.

The old man raised his slightly hollow pupils and looked at the three ancient saints.

The old Taoist Baishan said:

"It's not that the old Taoist doesn't want to, but these two people are coming to kill us, so we have to deal with them with all our strength."

The blind old man looked at Man Huang and Baoshu Buddha.

The barbarian emperor remained silent.

Baoshu Buddha's eyes were dissatisfied and aggrieved. He had just consumed a drop of spiritual blood. If he stopped, he would be vomiting blood at a loss. He was not willing to accept it.

The blind old man shook his head and sighed:

"Why bother with internal friction?"

As soon as he threw it away, the blind stick in his hand soared into the sky. The blind stick was strong in the wind, and instantly turned into a giant pillar. The giant pillar flew into the sky, standing between the Buddha tree and the real dragon. It only shook slightly, and the Buddha tree's All the seven-colored rays of light rolled back, and the glazed treasure tree made a crisp groaning sound, seeming to be trembling. It fell into the hands of the treasure tree Buddha and was still trembling, and the white true dragon was also thrown out by a force.

Baoshu Buddha looked shocked and looked at the old man in front of him in disbelief.

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The Barbarian Emperor's expression became more solemn.

The blind old man was silent.

The giant pillar broke through the air again.

Sweep away the wolf once and draw the crane twice.

The Heavenly Wolf Crane, which was originally as fierce as the Unparalleled Beast Emperor, was suddenly shattered and turned into primitive power and rolled back. The bodies of the Barbarian Emperor and Baishan Old Taoist were all shaken, and they took a few steps back uncontrollably.

The expressions the two of them looked at the blind old man also changed.

"Your Excellency..." The Barbarian Emperor spoke.

But he was interrupted by the blind old man:

"What happened today was due to my negligence. Now that you have returned, we need to set rules. I don't want to see things like this in the future. As for opportunities, everyone depends on their ability."

The old Taoist Baishan was silent, and then bowed his hands.

The faces of the two barbarian emperors were extremely ugly.

This naturally refers to the two people taking the opportunity to force the old Taoist Baishan to make an oath. Originally, the two of them fought to take the opportunity to strengthen their own strength, but now it seems that this method is different. With the words of the blind old man, I am afraid that it will No one dares to do this anymore.

The Barbarian Emperor finally gave in.

As for Baoshu Buddha, he felt as if he had eaten a fly. He was a little frustrated, but he did not dare to be presumptuous in front of this blind old man, at least not at all now.

The blind old man waved his hand, and the giant pillar in the sky turned into a blind stick in his hand again. He glanced deep into the Zhenxuan Sect, seemingly surprised, and then slowly turned around.

The blind cane struck the bluestone.

It still made a thumping sound, which gradually became smaller and smaller until it was inaudible.

But everyone didn't dare to breathe.

It wasn't until the old man's back completely disappeared that everyone heaved a sigh of relief from the bottom of their hearts.

If the ancient sages gave us the impression that they were powerful and worthy of admiration, then the blind old man gave us the impression of being boundless, like an abyss that cannot be looked directly into.

The old Taoist Baishan's eyes were filled with sadness, but when he looked at the back of the blind old man, he was mostly filled with admiration.

He knows some inside stories and also knows how difficult it is for the old man.

He didn't just succumb to the old man's strength, he also respected his actions.

What happened today.

At this moment, it is impossible to continue.

It's quite anticlimactic, but the appearance of the blind old man in the end may be more shocking than the battle between several ancient saints, and everyone has yet to calm down.

The Barbarian Emperor took a deep breath and raised his hands to the old Taoist Baishan:

"True Lord, I am sorry for what happened today, but everything is just for the sake of preparation. Please don't blame me."

The Taoist priest Baishan snorted and finally waved his hand slightly.

The Barbarian Emperor looked around at everyone, and then broke through the air and left.

The Buddha of the Treasure Tree looked gloomy.

Today, he really lost all his face and money, but he could do nothing about it.

He glanced at the Taoist priest Baishan coldly, and then waved his hand, and also broke through the air with those monks and left.

In an instant.

The Zhenxuan Mountain, which was originally in chaos, became quiet, which made everyone feel a little unreal.

"What is the identity of that blind old man... that he could make all the ancient saints stop fighting?" This was the doubt in everyone's heart.

Some people frowned and thought hard.

Suddenly, a gleam of light flashed in their eyes.

"I remember that this person's image seems to be somewhat similar to the old man Tingfeng who is number one on the Heavenly Man List! It's just that old man Tingfeng comes and goes without a trace, and few people have seen his true face."

"But... just like Senior Tingfeng, he shouldn't be so powerful, right?"

"That's an ancient saint... Unless, old man Tingfeng is just one of the identities of this old senior."

A whisper sounded.

Everyone seemed to have discovered the true identity of the blind old man, but they were not sure.

Everything in front of them was really too mysterious.

In addition to the three ancient saints, the person present was most familiar with the blind old man, Ning Qi.

At this moment.

Ning Qi's eyes were full of surprise.

He was hidden in the depths of the True Mysterious Sect, and the Barbarian King and the Treasure Tree Buddha could not find his true body, but the blind old man saw it, but correspondingly, Ning Qi also sensed the existence of the blind old man.

"That is... the storyteller who tells the legend of the Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint!"

Ning Qi was a little shocked.

In the past, he had personally visited the town that Ye Qinghe mentioned, and even stayed there for a while, and had a long contact with the old man, but he did not find any clues, but only vaguely felt that he was extraordinary.

But now, when the old man made a move, he immediately felt the irresistible power.

"It is definitely a martial saint! And not just an ordinary martial saint!"

He can still feel the trembling of Yu Wangzhu, and even he feels that even if he uses the innate divine sword energy, there will not be much difference.

"Could it be... He is the Martial Saint of Zhan Tian?" Ning Qi couldn't help thinking so.

What he saw today made him know that there is such an unknown side in this world.

Not only are there many ancient saints who have survived to the present world by means.

There are also unknown martial saints walking in the world, but they are unknown to the world.

Originally, he thought he was already at the top of the world, and he only needed to be wary of the Great Yan Martial Saint, but now it seems that he still needs to be modest and keep working hard.

The true face of this world is gradually revealed to him, and the many secrets revealed in the middle make him eager to understand.

He couldn't help but look towards the Taoist priest Baishan in the distance. Perhaps he would get some answers today.