The peak of falling snow, under the ancient trees.

The golden Taoist text engraved all over the ground, and painted a strange color on the ridge.

And as Ji Man, who was sitting under the canopy of the ancient tree, opened his eyes.

In an instant, the golden Taoist text on the ground changed, and the array patterns on the entire mountain range were connected together.

"This is the formation pattern. This senior should have used the formation pattern to revive the entire Taibai Mountain dragon vein."

Zhang Tianquan raised his head and looked at the inexplicable roads on the mountains.

"Amitabha, it is extremely difficult to get started with the formation pattern. It cannot be achieved without being gifted. Even if this senior is willing to give in and teach, there are probably not many people present with such qualifications."

The master of Shaolin Kuzen nodded and clasped his head together.

Arithmetic, hexagram, and formations are extremely labor-intensive and can be learned by people.

"But the Taibai Mountain Dragon Vein has recovered, what are you going to do now?"

Zhang Tianquan looked at him from a high eye.

Countless Taoist scripts flow over the mountains.

The golden Taoist script is as if it is printed in the mountain of Taibai Mountain, and it is pulsating.

Induce the terrifying flow of spiritual energy.

It seems to trigger something.

The clouds wrapped around Taibai Mountain also changed.

The clouds on both sides were separated and then some rhythm began to flow around the peak of the entire Taibai Mountain.

The formation patterns penetrated into the mountain.

Then the golden light bloomed above Ji Man's eyes, and then gradually converged.

He stood up out of thin air.

The body began to make a natural trend.

The highest and no lower, the four directions are constant.

That was an extremely heavy force.

"Defeat me!"

Looking around everyone present, Ji Man only spit out these three words.

Then he waved his hand and the air on the top of the mountain changed into huge ripples and shook out.

From Ji Man as the center, it was like a stone falling into the lake, and ripples rippled out along the air.

"What?"

Whether in the ninth game or the folk cultivators were shocked by this scene.

It means to fight?

Didn’t you come to discuss the truth?

But at this moment I can't think of that much.

Because the ripples that vibrated the air had reached everyone's side.

In an instant, hundreds of people were swept away by the huge waves of air.

And Hu Ziming is one of these people.

As the weakest people present, if the monk hadn't helped him block it, this would have been enough for him to kneel down.

"Senior, what can you say when you can't sit down and talk about it? You have to do it if you want to come up?"

After Zhang Tianquan blocked this attack, he said busy.

It's not a wonderful thing to fight with this person here.

"You will know how to defeat me."

Ji Man's face seemed to be sad, but it seemed to be born like this.

He slowly said this sentence, without giving everyone any chance to communicate again.

"this……"

Before Zhang Tianquan could speak, Ji Man's body flashed and he had already appeared in front of him.

It's like teleportation.

A palm was poked out.

With a "boom", Zhang Tianquan was like a bullet leaving the gun and smashed hard on the rock hundreds of meters away.

"puff!"

Zhang Tianquan sprayed a mouthful of blood, but he did not care about the injury he had examined and quickly reminded others:

"Be careful, very strong!"

But at the moment Zhang Tianquan made a sound, Master Kuchan, the great monk and Wang Daoyi were all knocked out.

They smashed Zhang Tianquan hard.

On the side of the people, Chen Xiangyan, Zun Kutian and the leaders of various forces were all swept away.

Too fast!

Just like Mr. Ji Man divided into more than twenty people, he swept almost all the strong men present in an instant.

"You are too weak!"

Ji Man's voice sounded like a compassionate voice.

The words were full of disappointment.

"Then please try me!"

The blood and blood of the old man in the Yellow River have begun to swell.

Qi and blood were flowing on his body like a dragon, and bursts of roar of Qi and blood were heard, shaking the air around him.

A stream of air flowed around him.

"You're still interesting!"

Ji Man turned his head and looked at the old man in the Yellow River quietly and said.

“Is it just interesting?”

The blood and blood of the old man in the Yellow River increased again, and a huge inscription began to appear behind him.

The roaring and roaring river slid from it.

The handwriting cannot be seen clearly on the inscription, but it has an invisible trend.

"Is the Yellow River Sky Monument left by Emperor Yu in the past? So that's it, but it's not enough!"

Ji Man seemed to be amazed, and also seemed to be sighing.

He finally shook his head and said.

Then he pressed his right hand out of thin air. In an instant, the whole world seemed to press, and a huge palm suddenly appeared in the air.

The palm fell from the sky, and in just a moment it shattered the Yellow River sky monument behind the old man in the Yellow River, and then shattered the roaring Yellow River under the sky monument.

The huge palm slapped the old man in the Yellow River underground.

Ji Man withdrew his palm, looked at his right hand, and then looked at the old man in the Yellow River who was shot down by him in the distance. His expression seemed to be not satisfied with the old man in the Yellow River.

"The Heavenly Monument of the Yellow River that Emperor Yu decided was naturally not weak, but you, the Yellow River Sky Monument, was too weak. You are only at the level of refining essence into qi, at least much weaker than the previous generation of Yellow River Sky Monument guardians."

Ji Man seemed to be recalling something in his eyes.

And Wujie was already stunned.

The Yellow River Sky Monument behind the old man in the Yellow River did not destroy it even the ghost general who commanded the Yin soldiers in Mount Tai that day.

During the Battle of the Yellow River, Chen Feng, who was resurrected, did not cause any harm to him.

But in front of the person in front of him, he raised his hand and slapped it.

With a "gulp", Wu Jie couldn't help swallowing.

Ji Man had already walked out of his memories at this time. He raised his head and looked at everyone with a expressionless face and said:

"You are too weak, I will give you another chance to defeat me!"

This sound is filled with a sense of vicissitudes of time.

"I'll do it!"

A loud shout sounded, and Chen Xiangyan suddenly rose from the ground.

A thousand kalpas, a thousand kalpas, one enters a thousand kalpas.

It was the aura of terrifying disasters, the ultimate in death.

The ghost-headed sword swung a circle in the air and slashed it hard at Ji Man.

"I am proud of my muscles, but I learnt the strange and erotic skills. It is not the right way. It has a bit of a Buddhist feeling, but it is like a path in the underworld."

Ji Man waved his hand and slapped Chen Xiangyan, who was enough to refine essence into qi, and then commented carefully.

Even though Chen Xiangyan was proud, he couldn't stand up now.

"Too weak, are there no one else?"

Ji Man waved his sleeves and swept the audience in terror, sweeping all the people standing on the ground.

The light golden sunlight projected from the lingering clouds, reflecting Ji Man's clothes.
Chapter completed!