Daozong.

In front of the mountain gate.

Tao Ran and others are still here.

A body came calmly in the distance.

It seemed unhappy, but in a blink of an eye it arrived in front of the mountain gate.

"Senior Brother Xia."

"Summer Young Master."

Everyone clasped their fists and said.

Xia Wuji nodded.

At this time, although his clothes were still blue, they had already changed one.

Tao Ran asked with his fists: "Young Master Xia, that Han Su..."

Xia Wuji smiled slightly and knew what he meant.

He said: "No killing."

Tao Ran breathed a sigh of relief.

He was really afraid that Xia Wuji would kill Han Su at the entrance of the Dao Sect.

Anyway, Han Su is also the sixth demon son of the Demon Sect and has a noble status.

If Han Su is killed at the entrance of the Dao Sect, it will be deemed to be deemed. The Demon Sect will definitely use this as an excuse to conflict with the Dao Sect and even have a big war.

Moreover, in the distant battlefield of the Tianlong, the disciples of the Demon Sect may also stumbling against the disciples of the Dao Sect and even directly attack them.

This will be very unfavorable to disciples outside.

So, in general, everyone tries to get along as harmoniously as possible.

Even if there are some irreconcilable conflicts and people must be killed, try not to find a handle for the other party.

Tao Ran sincerely thanked this man for not killing Han Su.

Therefore, Tao Ran clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, Mr. Xia."

Xia Wuji smiled, said nothing, and then walked like a mountain gate.

But before he could walk much, there was a sudden fluctuation above his head.

With the violent fluctuation, a golden phantom of hundreds of feet tall appeared in the air, and a pair of huge golden eyes burst out two golden lights, like a god looking down at all living beings.

Rumble...

The surroundings were surging, the space collapsed, and the terrifying pressure was overwhelming in an instant.

Countless people in the Dao Sect were extremely frightened, and many of them were suppressed and lying on the ground.

Tao Ran, Qin Yu and others who had just flew into the mountain gate fell directly to the ground, shocked.

The Kunmen alarm was suddenly sounded.

Woo--

Under such a terrifying pressure, Xia Wuji also felt his body and soul being squeezed, but his martial will has developed tremendously in the Demon Realm, and even directly condensed into the body of the Demon King.

So much so that his third clone can already transform into a demon and directly invade other people's sea of ​​consciousness.

Therefore, mere pressure is ineffective on him.

He looked up at the air, and a curve appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Son of God!

It's indeed this guy!

From the time he discovered Han Su's golden jade slip, he knew it was the summoned jade slip of the Son of God.

He deliberately took out the golden jade slip he seized, and Han Su pretended not to know him, and pretended to say that it was the key to the miracle land, which was very valuable.

So he followed the flow and simply "selled" the golden jade slip to Han Su.

This thing is useless.

If he could sell it for a good price, he would certainly be happy.

Besides, no matter how powerful the Son of God was, he would not be able to hurt him.

Even if he can't defeat the phantom of the Son of God, he can leave calmly and go to the Heavenly Demon Realm, Ghost Realm, or Star Realm.

"Selling" the Jade Slip of the Son of God to Han Su is just one of the trivial reasons. One of the bigger goals is to lead the Son of God to the Dao Sect.

As soon as the son of god appeared, he reached out and grabbed Xia Wuji.

The golden giant hand penetrated the space with a whistling sound, lightning and thunder, and grabbed him.

Rumble...

Xia Wuji turned a blind eye, looked into the distance indifferently, and raised his lips.

"Aren't you here yet?"

Swish-

Ying Wudao appeared silently, looked at the huge golden phantom, and snorted coldly: "Pretending to be a ghost!"

A sword appeared in his hand and waved it casually.

Without the powerful attack of the Son of God, the sword light turned into a black hole, and then became narrow and long silently, instantly passing by his giant golden hand.

Before the son of God could dodge and withdraw his giant hand, he was swallowed by the sword light.

But after all, it's just a phantom of the clone, not a physical body, so the arm is still there.

But the giant hand was swallowed, and the phantom of the Son of God became a little dimmed.

"I am the Son of God in the Holy Land. Give me a face and I want to take him away."

The Son of God directly said the truth according to Wudao.

"Your face is nothing!"

Ying Wudao said unceremoniously.

With a casual wave, the sword light formed a black hole and instantly swallowed the Son of God.

The whole world was clear and clear, and the Son of God seemed to have never appeared.

Xia Wuji's eyelids twitched.

He was already fully focused, but he still couldn't see how strong Ying Wudao had reached.

The guardian elder in the dispersal stage could not even stop the pressure of the son of the gods, so he lay there and couldn't even stand up.

But in Ying Wudao's hands, such a powerful Son of God was as fragile as a baby.

It can be destroyed at will.

...

A distant and unknown floating island.

In the golden palace, the golden figure emitting golden light all over his body suddenly opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood, and a dazzling golden light burst out from his eyes.

The wind raged throughout the hall.

"Dao Sect!!"

A cold chill was revealed in the calm voice.

"Jiuying, I'll be back..."

Then the strong wind stopped and the hall fell into silence again.

...

Taoist palace.

The tablets of the ancestors are enshrined here.

Xia Wuji looked at Tang Yifeng in front of him, clasped his fists and smiled: "Sect Master, don't be fine."

Tang Yifeng nodded, "I'm very happy if you care about it."

"hehe."

Xia Wuji laughed.

After so long, this old guy is still holding a grudge against him.

Tang Yifeng looked about forty years old, but Xia Wuji knew that Tang Yifeng was hundreds of years old, so it was not an exaggeration to call him an old guy in his heart.

Ying Wudao walked over and said, "In front of the ancestor, you both are serious."

Tang Yifeng and Xia Wuji then clasped their fists with solemn expressions and said, "Yes!"
To be continued...