"who?"

Li Xiuyuan suddenly turned around.

But I saw a slap constantly magnifying in his eyes, and then enlarging it.

"you!!"

Li Xiuyuan seemed to be about to say something, but the person came too fast.

This palm hit his face directly.

"Bang!"

Li Xiuyuan was shot and flew heavily, constantly flying in the air, with stars emerging from her eyes, and she could no longer tell the difference between the south, south, west and north.

After he finally stabilized his body, he quickly raised his head, looking up with horror.

An old man's figure goes from far to near.

He looked solemn, and behind him were the strange phenomena of the tombs, which could be seen vaguely showing white bones, huge tombs, and blue smoke soaring into the sky.

"The strong man of Wuzong???"

Li Xiuyuan almost fainted.

The strong man of Wuzong is already the most top combat power in Qingzhou. Even if it is him, he has never seen him yet.

This is the first time I have seen it.

Although I felt unbelievable, the vision was real and it was impossible to cheat.

Li Xiuyuan looked at the completely unfamiliar Wuzong strong man and quickly recalled it in his mind.

He remembered that he had never provoked such a strong man, did he make some mistakes?

Could it be that this kid called him?

Li Xiuyuan thought to himself, but quickly rejected it.

How could a junior Zhan Wuque meet such a super strong man?

"senior……"

Li Xiuyuan was about to say something, but saw the strong man in his eyes walking straight to Zhan Wuque, with a look of guilt, clasped his fists with his hands, and bent down deeply, "Master, I'm one step late, please punish me!"

"Master...Master?"

Li Xiuyuan couldn't believe what he heard.

Zhan Wuque, the insignificant junior in his eyes was actually the master of the powerful Wuzong?

How is this possible?

Li Xiuyuan's worldview almost collapsed.

But he understands better what this means.

It means that the visitor and Zhan Wuque are in the same group!

Maybe, Zhan Wuque called him to deal with him!

Thinking of this, Li Xiuyuan ran away without hesitation.

If you don’t run away, you have to explain it here!

"snort!"

Lao Shijiu snorted coldly.

Zhan Wuque's face was calm and he put away the little eagle and fox.

It was the time for the 19th Lao to come. With him here, how could Li Xiuyuan run away?

Lao Shijiu stood there without moving, and he didn't even raise his hand. Just as his eyelids moved, Li Xiuyuan fell from the air and fell to the ground as if he was hit hard.

Looking closely, there was a tomb that appeared on Li Xiuyuan's shoulder, suppressing him tightly.

"Old ancestor!"

"Kill him! Go!"

The Li family rushed over and saw this scene, their eyes were red, and they rushed towards Lao Shijiu with no chance.

"I don't know what's up!"

Lao Shijiu snorted coldly, stirring up a violent wave of air, and lifting everyone out.

Zhan Wuque walked towards Li Xiuyuan step by step.

Li Xiuyuan knelt on one knee, his knees were deeply trapped in the ground. His head was pressed down tightly, his face was red and his neck was thick. It was obvious that he was fighting desperately, but it was useless and he couldn't even say anything.

The gap between Wu Zun and Wu Zong is too big.

What's more, Li Xiuyuan's martial arts realm is a big difference from Lao Shijiu.

This is a one-sided crush!

"Li Xiuyuan, I didn't expect that you would calculate day and night, hide from all over the place, and erase traces everywhere, but I still caught you."

Zhan Wuque said with expressionless face.

"As soon as you founded the Avatar Church, you should have thought that there would be such a day."

"After all, cults cannot be on the table!"

After saying that, Zhan Wuque cut off without hesitation.

Li Xiuyuan, the leader of the Yuansheng religion, was a legendary figure of a generation. He traveled across Qingzhou for thousands of years and eventually died at the hands of Zhan Wuque.

"Old Ancestor!!"

The Li family cried bitterly and almost collapsed.

"Just hypocritical belief," Zhan Wuque said coldly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Xiuyuan's offering in the Li Family Ancestral Hall burst into pieces.

When the dust dissipated, Zhan Wuque and Lao Shijiu had already left.

...

Ridge West.

Zhan Wuque and his two were heading towards Lingnan.

"Nineteen, how did you find out the Yin Sect?"

Zhan Wuque asked.

When he left before, he asked Lao Shijiu to stay and investigate the Siyin Sect.

"The Lingnan has basically been checked. Although I have brought in a few strongholds, it's a pity that I didn't find any clues. I happened to receive a message from my master, so the disciple rushed over as quickly as possible."

Lao Shijiu replied, took out a small pile of storage bags and placed them on the ground.

"This is found from the warriors of the Corpse Yin Sect in the stronghold."

Lao Shijiu's tone was quite helpless.

Although he is hard to meet an opponent, there are very few clues about the Zi Yin Sect.

Even if we know their stronghold in advance, there are still very few clues.

"Is there still no clue?"

Zhan Wuque shook his head slightly.

But in this way, we can basically confirm that Qiaoer is no longer in Lingnan.

"Dahuang, Qiaoer, grandpa, old palace master, where are you going..."
Chapter completed!