Bei Mingao looked at the cyan figure, his mind was in chaos, and he was completely confused.
The sickly, frail and frail scholar Mr. Su had completely disappeared. There was only one picture left in his mind.
It was Su Zimo who descended from the sky, like a god, and killed the two great Void Return Taoists!
Bei Mingao had never seen such power before
Recalling that he had been rude to this person and scolded and ridiculed him many times, Bei Mingao felt a sense of fear and regret in his heart.
Fortunately, Mr. Su has a broad mind. If it were anyone else, I am afraid that ten lives would not be enough for him to die!
"Sister, has he joined Mr. Su's family?"
Bei Mingao gradually understood.
"No wonder my sister has changed so much in three years. Even Lord Nascent Soul can suppress her. It turns out it's all because of Mr. Su."
It would be a lie to say that Beiming Ao was not envious.
But even though he was young, he also knew that he had a bad attitude towards Su Zimo before, and he would probably never have the chance to become his disciple again.
Not to mention Bei Mingao, even Bei Mingxue stood on the stone platform in a daze, unable to calm down, with shock in his eyes.
Although she became a disciple of Su Zimo, she had never seen Su Zimo take action.
She originally thought that Su Zimo's soul was injured and he couldn't even release spells, and his combat power was greatly reduced.
But unexpectedly, Su Zimo didn't use his soul at all, didn't release any spells, and just relied on his physical body to kill the two Void Return Taoists on the spot!
Looking at the seemingly thin but powerful figure, Bei Mingxue suddenly felt the urge to cry loudly.
Over the years, she has suffered countless grievances.
But no one has ever helped her, and no one can stand up to protect her from the wind and rain!
But at this moment, there was a person standing in front of her, resisting all harm for her, even going as far as to make enemies of ancient aristocratic families!
"Huangwu!"
"My master is the Lord of Wild Martial Arts! The only Lord of Wild Martial Arts in heaven and earth for all eternity!"
Bei Mingxue's heart was agitated and her eyes were red.
On the other side, Nangong Ling shook his head slightly and sighed.
"We've still reached this point."
Nangong Ling looked sad.
Before this, he had reminded Ximenze and Dongfang Yi several times not to be aggressive and to stop in moderation.
But the two of them still didn't listen to his words, so they provoked this person.
"They went too far!"
Ruxuan said: "I, an outsider, can't stand it! Humph, as a Taoist of Returning to the Void, killing a real Jindan, what does that mean!"
Liu Hanyan glanced at Nangong Ling and said softly: "What senior brother is worried about is the Nangong family's choice."
"Um."
Nangong Ling nodded and said nothing.
boom! boom! boom!
At this moment, powerful auras suddenly burst out from all over the villa, and the heaven and earth shook!
"Where did the thief come from, dare to act so recklessly in my Ximen Villa!"
"I think you are looking for death!"
A series of sharp shouts sounded.
Most of the monks present were Foundation Establishment monks and Golden Core Masters. Such a huge pressure of divine consciousness shrouded them, and all the cultivators felt a tremor in their hearts!
Dharma state!
This is the pressure of divine consciousness that can only be unleashed by the Taoist Master!
Even the realm of returning to the virtual world is a realm that most monks cannot touch.
The Dharma Realm is an existence that the group of cultivators look up to.
Some of the monks present have never seen the Taoist Master until now. Unexpectedly, more than a dozen Taoist Masters will appear at the same time today!
"Master Ziyue Dao!"
Nangong Ling recognized the leader, the Taoist Dharma Master, at a glance and couldn't help but let out a low cry.
This Taoist Master Ziyue is the most famous Dharma Prime Taoist among the three great families.
Two thousand years ago, Taojun Ziyue traveled to Zhongzhou and had a grudge and a fight with a Taoist priest from the Huanmo Sect.
This Taoist Lord of the Phantom Demon Cult was once ranked 62nd on the Dharma Appearance List.
But in this battle, Ziyue Taojun was completely victorious!
This battle was also the battle where Ziyue Daojun became famous.
There are rumors from the three major aristocratic families that Taojun Ziyue’s combat power must be at least in the top thirty on the Dharma Ranking!
That was two thousand years ago!
Unexpectedly, Taoist Master Ziyue was concentrating on practicing in Ximen Villa, and now he was disturbed!
"Senior Ziyue!"
Nangong Ling shouted, bowed and said in a deep voice: "This matter is of great importance. I would like to ask seniors to convene the clan elders for discussion and think twice before taking action!"
Nangong Ling couldn't figure out Su Zimo's identity.
But his words are already reminding Taojun Ziyue to stop in time and not to act rashly!
"snort!"
Taojun Ziyue sneered: "What a joke! There are thieves who wantonly kill people in my Ximen Villa, but you want me to think twice?"
Even if Taojun Ziyue heard the hidden meaning of Nangong Ling's words, he wouldn't take it to heart.
Not to mention Nangong Ling, a junior, even if the Nangong family's Dharma Master comes, he will definitely kill this monk in blue!
Taojun Ziyue looked at Su Zimo with a cold expression, and said slowly: "I don't care what your background is, what sect you are, if you dare to kill someone in my Ximen Villa, even if you are a disciple of a super sect, you will still have to die. !”
Nangong Ling sighed in his heart.
Daojun Ziyue didn't even realize who he was facing.
Not to mention the disciples of super sects, how many of the titled disciples of super sects and the combined powers of super sects have fallen in the place of preaching
"You want to kill me?"
Su Zimo raised his head slightly and looked at Taoist Ziyue with a mocking expression.
"Kill him for me!"
Taojun Ziyue didn't waste any time talking to Su Zimo. He waved his hand and gave the order directly.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Magical weapons came through the air one after another.
Surrounding many Dao Lord's magic weapons were filled with surging magic power, almost covering the sky and blocking all Su Zimo's escape routes!
Su Zimo's expression was cold. Facing the Tao Lord's magic weapon that was stabbing him, he ignored it and stood up from the ground!
"You actually ignored Dao Lord's magic weapon, you are really looking for death!"
The expressions of more than a dozen Dharma ministers and Taoists turned cold.
boom! boom! boom!
The magical weapons hit Su Zimo's body one after another, but they did not pierce and chop his body into pieces as many Dharma Masters had expected.
On the contrary, many Dao Lord's magic weapons were bounced away one after another!
Whether it is a flying sword, a cold spear, or a bronze mirror and a long sword, no Dao Lord magic weapon can pierce Su Zimo's flesh and blood!
The cultivators were shocked!
This scene has completely exceeded everyone's understanding.
"Um?"
Not to mention the low-level monks present, even Taojun Ziyue and others changed their expressions!
You must know that among the Dao Lord's magical weapons that were just sacrificed, there are many Dao Lord's magical weapons with perfect grades!
However, the Perfect Dao Lord's magical weapon did not even pierce the skin of the monk in blue, let alone kill him.
Moreover, at the moment of the collision, the monk in green shirt did not release any spells or talismans, he just resisted with his physical body.
Could it be that one's physical body can really be cultivated to such a point of invulnerability
Taojun Ziyue suddenly understood the profound meaning of Nangong Ling's words just now.
Unfortunately, it's too late.