Chapter 325 (1/2)

On the small peaks hundreds of feet apart on both sides, there is one person standing on each side.

On the left was a man with long dark hair and curls. The eagle hook nose in his face was very eye-catching and his eyes were small, but he looked cloudy. The green robe was blown by the mountain.

On the right hand side, he is also a famous old man. He is short and fat, has a garlic nose, red face and red hair, and has wild eyes. His ochre robe is embroidered with dark lines of mountains, large and small, straight up. The man was clearly strange, but he looked familiar.

The two stood facing each other in the air, and the momentum was rising. The breath of xuanzhu territory had been in contact between the two people. The air friction made a crackling sound. The wandering clouds floating between the two peaks were stirred like torn cotton wool.

The two men are just beginning to compete, and they are preparing for the early stage.

It's better that the two are fighting for life and death so that they can't be distracted.

Get out of here!

However, before everyone retreated, things didn't work out as people wanted. The eagle nose old man's breath was a meal, his eyes had been swept over, and he said sternly: ”who? Who dares to disturb this seat to compete with others? What crime should we do!”

The people of Vientiane sect are tired teachers at the moment. This is not the time to be a hero, and there is no need to compete with strange strong people for no reason. Hua Lanting bowed down and hugged his fist and said:

”Elder Hui, we are disciples of the Vientiane sect in Shuxuan Xianzhou. We just fought with others and escaped from the array. Unfortunately, we fell here. It's not what we want. Please forgive us.”

Although the old man is a devil, he doesn't belong to the three evil sects. He is a strong man of scattered cultivation with a good reputation. His name is Bao Shipai.

In the divine realm, there are a large number of other demon cultivation sects, families and scattered cultivation that do not want to belong to the gang demon, body demon and ghost demon sects. It is not that the three sects are not strong enough, but that these demons advocate freedom and freedom, act according to their own heart rate, and do good and evil according to their own happiness and mood at that time. They are unwilling to rely on others and are limited by the door rules.

Bao Shipai was unmoved by Hua Lanting's words: ”that's your business. It's your bad luck to fall here. If you feel wronged, go and settle with the people who trapped you. If you destroy our mood of competing with others, go to hell!”

Bao CI Pai had a grudge against the old man opposite him. Their accomplishments were quite similar. No one could do anything about them, so he agreed to have a competition every ten years. As a result, they were still in a tie several times. Instead, they sympathized with each other, gradually weakened their hatred and became half enemies and half friends. Later, they took the ten-year appointment as a good opportunity to improve their Taoism through competition.

After ten years of preparation, the atmosphere and rhythm of a hearty war were disturbed and interrupted. Bao CI Pai was originally a person who was reckless and regarded human life as a grass mustard. As a great power in the later stage of xuanzhu territory, he didn't take it seriously to kill some foreign monks below the unborn territory.

This is the style of demon Xiu. It's no big deal for him to ignore and continue the duel, but as long as he is unhappy, he will kill at will.

Too lazy to speak again, Bao Ci's middle finger bounced and a wisp of wind came out. At first, it was only a wisp. When they arrived at hualanting, it had become a mountain heavy pressure that made people unable to breathe and dodge.

This is Bao Ci's magic ”pointing the country”.

As usual, we can resist one or two. Now we even struggle to death.

Fear and despair filled my heart.

Their trip to the divine realm was on a par with xuanzhu territory. They killed one and forced two back with the strength of nine oxen and two tigers. This retribution came. This one could kill all the people in the low tide without effort.

You can't wait to die!

Just listening to a loud noise overhead, everyone was shaken, but there was no imagined pressure.

For the rest of their lives, they were shocked to know that it was the old man with a rosacea and red hair on the right who blocked the blow of ”pointing the country” for them.