"Is that your Taoist divine son?" Zhao Yun asked sideways.

"His name is Ao Tian, ​​the first true disciple of Taoism." Yan Yu said with a smile.

"Ao Tian." Zhao Yun flipped through the Immortal List and found this name on it. Although his ranking was not as high as that of the Taoist Son of God, it was still very high.

How about having a strong Taoist background? There are several disciples on the Immortal List alone.

"If I don't look for you, I'll tell your son of God to come out."

"What a loud tone." Ao Tian swung the spurge.

"Hey."

Boom! Bang!

In front of the Taoist Mountain Gate, it became very lively.

A tyrant divine body, a Taoist true disciple, the battle was in full swing. From a distance, their battlefield looked like a chaotic place with lightning and thunder.

How can there be no spectators in such a big battle?

The Taoist disciples and elders were awakened to an unknown extent.

Zhao Yun was also one of them, standing on the top of the mountain and looking out the next day.

It has to be said that the first true biography of Taoism does have some brushes, extremely powerful in combat, and has a deep understanding of Tao. Look at the visions, all of which are full of Tao.

Unfortunately, he faced Kuang Yingjie.

As a result, they have been at a disadvantage since the beginning of the war.

"You Taoists are pretty good at martial ethics." Zhao Yun said seriously. Just imagine, if Kuang Yingjie goes to the Sunset God Sect and calls him a mountain gate like this, he is afraid that he will be beaten to death by the elders.

"I can afford to lose." Yanyu whispered and smiled.

"Your son of God is not here?"

"Practice in the secret realm of Wangxian."

"No wonder."

Zhao Yun collected the Immortal List and concentrated on watching the battle.

This was the first time he saw Lao Kuang since they were separated in the past.

That guy must have bumped into a lot of fortunes, and his cultivation has improved a lot. The power of his bloodline has also been revived to the fullest. Even though he is far away, he still has a domineering aura coming towards him. What a warlike lord! Isn't he fighting a war?

, on the way to fight.

boom!

With a roar, Ao Tian fell into the sky.

He is very capable, but his opponent seems to be even more capable.

"So strong!"

Taoist disciples are all full of fear.

He is worthy of being the Overlord Divine Body, worthy of being the ninth-ranked monster on the Immortal Ranking. It is indeed not just a boast. He is the first true disciple of Taoism, so strong, yet he was defeated so quickly.

"Let's get it together!"

Kuang Yingjie coaxed.

Okay! It doesn't matter what he said, eight figures rushed out of the mountain one after another, plus the defeated Ao Tian, ​​and the nine true traditions of Taoism, working together to kill the void.

"It's too early to praise." Zhao Yun took a deep breath.

Just now, did Taoists talk about martial ethics? Turning the head is just such a play.

The seniors didn't interfere, but the juniors got into a group fight.

Yanyu felt a little embarrassed, seeing this scene for the first time.

Looking at the Taoist elders, their faces are already groggy.

Kuang Yingjie is really good at choosing the right time, but his divine son is not in the sect. The Nine True Inheritances are there, but it seems that they can't keep up the facade. The combat power of the Overlord Divine Body is too terrifying.

Boom! Bang!

What was a one-on-one fight suddenly turned into a group fight.

Previously, one person was beaten, but now they are beaten in groups.

Every one of the Nine True Traditions of Taoism was beaten until their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen.

"Aren't you at home?" Kuang Yingjie muttered.

If the Taoist Son of God were in the sect, he would probably be killed long ago.

Apparently, he didn't choose a good time and failed to catch the real owner.

"I'll come back another day."

Kuang Yingjie swept across the void with one sword, defeating nine true legends in a row.

By the time the Taoist elder came forward, the creature had already disappeared.

The drama came to an end, leaving only two words for Taoists: embarrassment.

Why!

Yanyu sighed and turned around, but Zhao Yun was nowhere to be seen.

After a quick look, I realized that the guy was holding the bamboo.

"He went to my Taoist house to steal something." Misty rain fell from the sky.

"Borrow a few and I'll return them in the next year." Zhao Yun chuckled.

The Taoist goddess was also interested, so she didn't stop her and even helped pull out a few roots.

After three to five days, neither the Taoist Immortal nor the Taoist Lord was seen.

Not to mention Yanyu, even Zhao Yun got a little angry waiting.

It wasn't until the sixth day that the Taoist Immortal returned from the black hole.

He must have been through a big battle and was covered in blood.
Chapter completed!