The whistling wind kept blowing behind me, and my clothes were fluttering.

The huge black ruler in Tieshura's hand was almost deformed by his grip.

He ran quickly.

The houses on both sides of Hushan Town were soon left behind by him.

The flow of people, carriages and horses on the official road also became sparser as the distance increased.

Suddenly, he turned left, rushed down the official road, and crashed into the vast and endless grassland.

On the grassland plain with withered yellow grass leaves, there are only groups of antelope and elk walking slowly with their heads lowered.

Weeds half as tall as a man are constantly swaying in the wind, creating waves.

Iron Shura ran wildly, constantly knocking passages through the weeds.

'Yuxu Palace... these guys from the Dao Sect have not completely split at all! They have deceived everyone outside!'

Iron Shura came from that era.

He knew very well that in that era, gods were rising, strong men were competing for hegemony, and each hegemonic force had a powerful god sitting behind it.

As for Taoism, at that time, it was divided into two branches due to differences in ideas and worship of gods.

One is Yuxu Palace and the other is Tianbao Palace.

Since then, the two groups have been fighting and attriting each other.

Later, it experienced internal demonic chaos. The power of the Taoist Sect was weakened, and its strength was reduced. In the end, it could only rely on the Lingting.

After that, Lingting swept across all directions, including the Taoist sect, Zhenyi sect, and Buddhism, who jointly supported it.

Only in this way can great achievements be achieved so quickly.

I originally thought that... the faction in Yuxu Palace with more brutal ideas had long since disappeared into the long river of history due to the unification.

But he didn't expect that he would be quietly integrated by the current headmaster of the Taoist Sect...

In this short moment, when he was just running away with all his strength, Tie Shura thought about a lot.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that the water behind Taoism was as deep as Buddhism.

Everyone had misunderstood before, thinking that the Taoist Sect had long lost its former strength, but they did not expect...

puff!

Suddenly, Tie Shura's steps stopped, and cold sweat broke out on his face.

He looked around.

Behind us is Hushan Town!

The scene was exactly the same as when he just turned down the official road.

But the problem is, he has obviously left the official road for several minutes!

Such a long time is enough for him to run at least two miles!

But why...

Why is he still here? He is only a hundred meters away from Hushan Town?

Tie Shura's footsteps suddenly stopped, and a chill quickly rose from his heart.

He looked around carefully and kept checking his surroundings.

It was quiet around me, and people could still be seen coming and going in Hushan Town behind me, but no one even glanced this way.

"This is... mist...!?"

His voice was suppressed, and his muscles were tense, ready to deal with attacks from any angle at any time.

He suddenly understood that entering the legendary fog of Yuxu Palace meant that he could not escape no matter how he ran away.

You can't see it from the outside, but everything is really happening here.

"It seems you know a lot."

A cold voice came from the side.

Ming Yuan didn't know when he was already standing side by side with him, looking at the sky in the distance.

The clouds in the sky are like ladders, the setting sun is setting, and the breeze is like a furnace. You can feel the summer breeze just by standing still.

"Can you let me go?"

Tieshura didn't want to die. He had lived for so many years and had not enjoyed enough life. He didn't want to die here inexplicably.

"What do you think?" Ming Yuan raised his hand, with traces of blood still remaining on the tips of his five fingers.

"hehe……"

Iron Shura finally gave up his fantasy and held the metal black ruler with both hands.

"It seems that Monk Hongyan has died in your hands. In that case..."

hiss……

In an instant, his whole body swelled, his muscles became enlarged, his skin became bulging with blood vessels and veins, and his entire body grew by a full circle.

A ferocious roar, like a sea beast, roared out of his mouth.

In an instant, he jumped up, his body already bigger than Mingyuan, holding a black ruler in his hand, and hit him head on.

The black ruler sliced ​​through the air, bringing out white air waves and screams, and then crashed down.

boom!!!

Amidst the whistling sound, the black ruler was blocked by a sharp finger covered with silver scales.

Ming Yuan looked at him coldly.

"Jade Sea Dragon God?"

Boom!

A flick of the fingertips.

Amidst the loud noise, Iron Shura flew backwards as if hit by a train, hit the ground hard, and rolled out holes of various sizes.

"Unfortunately, in the face of absolute power, everything is vain."

Ming Yuan slowly walked towards the front.

Whoosh!

Once again, Iron Shura rose from the ground and turned into a white line and rushed towards him again.

He roared angrily, holding the black ruler and hitting Mingyuan like a storm.

Each of his strikes has terrifying power that far exceeds the ninth level, and his speed is even more astonishing. Every move is the pinnacle level of the internal magic super level.

But that's the offense.

The black ruler was almost waved into a shadow.

In front of Ming Yuan, it was as if a baby was waving toys, but they were blocked one by one by his extended index finger.

The banging banging was like rain hitting banana trees, continuously.

Mingyuan stood in the middle indifferently, allowing the opponent to attack from all directions.

Regardless of any move or angle, from beginning to end, he is just one finger.

The sparks generated by the little collisions slowly fell around him. With his still neat black Taoist robes and stern face.

If there weren't any weeds surrounding it, perhaps this would be a pretty beautiful scene.

but……

Mingyuan suddenly paused and flicked it away.

Bang! There was an explosion, and a figure flew far away with his swing.

Iron Shura was like a rag, thrown heavily to the ground and hit the ground.

But the pain of falling was insignificant to him. The key was that the spiritual connections in his body that he relied on for survival were undergoing strange changes at this time.

"You.........!!?" Tiesura struggled to get up and run away.

But he was unable to move.

All the spiritual connections in his body began to tremble spontaneously, like a convulsion, and began to rebel.

All the thin silver metal threads moved from his body one after another and came out from under the skin. They looked like running water.

These lines crawled along the ground to the boots of Taoist Mingyuan, changed color, clung to them, and blended into them.

And at the moment when these lines were completely disappeared, the Iron Shura on the ground gradually lost his voice.

At this time, Hushan Town was around Baixin Restaurant.

The ambush subordinates of Tieshura began to be surrounded by groups of people dressed in different clothes, and they were quietly attacked and taken away.
To be continued...