In the important place of a certain sect outside the territory, several people gathered here. In the center was a two-foot-wide deep well, and these people had been staring at the deep well silently, as if waiting for something.
After a while, a muffled sound of "rumbling" suddenly emerged from the bottom of the well, and the people around the deep well suddenly became energetic. Among them, an old man with gray hair and a golden robe shook the fly whisk in his hand and covered it with his wide sleeves. He held his slightly trembling hands, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes trembled slightly, and tried to keep his tone as calm as possible, saying calmly: "Here he comes!"
The figures standing around the mouth of the well seemed to be motionless, but the surrounding atmosphere became much more solemn for some reason.
The muffled sound at the bottom of the well became louder and louder, and after a while, it was like a muffled thunder exploding in everyone's ears. The old man with white hair and beard and hair were spread out, and his loose robes were billowing in the wind. He was obviously trying his best to resist this sudden explosion. The momentum was high, and there were a few people behind him who were even more embarrassed, staggering one by one. With the old man's wave of his hand, they all hurriedly backed out of the small courtyard as if they had been granted amnesty.
"It made several seniors laugh!"
The old man said with a hint of flattery to the several figures around him. However, these figures stood tall like mountains one by one. They seemed to have not heard the old man's words. They just stared at the deep well in the middle with increasingly solemn expressions.
Suddenly, the water exploded, and a cloud of silver water splashed up from the well. The old man was so horrified that he hurriedly backed away, as if there was great danger hidden in that cloud of water.
And the fact is indeed the case. When the splash of water fell on the edge of the well, it suddenly triggered a series of thunder and lightning. The so-called "well water" turned out to be a cloud of thunder slurry. At the moment of splashing, there A thunder and lightning platform was strangely formed at the mouth of the well, and then closed along the platform to form a circular thunder and lightning light curtain.
At the same time, several figures that were standing around the mouth of the well suddenly disappeared under the horrified eyes of the white-haired old man.
Without waiting for the old man to react, another slurry-like thunder light was used, as if a spatial passage was opened along the well wall. A figure suddenly appeared from the passage, followed by a voice: " Who is in charge of the Sanqing Sect now? Come and talk!"
The white-haired old man trembled when he heard the voice. He stepped forward slightly, lowered his eyes, and said respectfully: "The Supreme Elder of the Sanqing Sect, Du Liang, has seen the Holy Land envoy!"
The visitor nodded with a "hmm" and said, "Du Liang, I have heard of this name. It seems this is not your first time here, right?"
The white-haired old man Duliang still lowered his head and said: "Reporting to the Holy Land envoy, this is the third time that I have the honor to see the Holy Land Immortal."
The visitor nodded and said: "I see, since that's the case, then keep everything simple and offer this offering quickly. I have many things to do, so it's not appropriate to stay here for a long time."
"Follow the orders of the envoy!"
Du Liang bowed, but did not offer the offering immediately. Instead, he held a special storage bag in his hand. He seemed to be hesitant, but he still had the courage to ask: "May I ask, Mr. Envoy, what happened last time?" Can the general outline of the magical power of the 'Three Pure Purple Sky Qi' be given to this sect as a subduing magical power?"
"Um?"
The person came in a longer voice, and his eyes were like electric nails on Duliang. In conjunction with the thunder and lightning flashing around him, the sound and pressure dropped, and the old man Duliang trembled and almost collapsed on the ground.
"Well, no,
You have actually advanced to the Tao realm! "
The person who came was suddenly startled, seemingly even more surprised than the old man Na Duliang. He stretched out his hand and pulled it around. The storage bag in the old man's hand immediately flew towards the thunder curtain above the well mouth. At the same time, a piece of thunder light appeared there. The visitor's fingertips condensed: "Huh, if that's the case, I won't let you go!"
The old man Duliang felt that he had nowhere to escape at this time. He had no doubt that a small ball of light at the fingertips of the Holy Land Messenger could kill him.
"Seniors, save me!"
The white-haired old man was so panicked that he could no longer care about anything else. He could only shout for help while trying his best to get rid of the man's energy lock and retreat.
"What, anyone else?"
The Holy Land envoy obviously did not expect that the other party would actually dare to collude with outsiders. The divine consciousness that he was originally unwilling to use with all his strength suddenly spread beyond the thunder curtain around him. It didn't matter, but it suddenly made him break out in a cold sweat. In Zhou's void, there were actually at least three beings whose auras were not weaker than his hidden.
"No, it's been exposed here!"
In the flash of lightning, the Holy Land envoy flicked a finger of lightning towards the old man Duliang, but regardless of the result, he turned around and retracted into the thunder well.
Nadu Liang originally thought that he would die, but he never thought that a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, a shirtless giant with disheveled hair and a short animal robe. His copper-bell-sized eyes shone with a strong fighting spirit. He raised a giant fist and punched it slowly but quickly towards the thunder flower. The tattoo totem on his skin seemed to suddenly come alive, accompanied by the faint sound of wind and thunder.
There was a "pop" sound, like something shattered on the ground. The thunder flower was smashed into pieces by the giant's fist in mid-air. However, a thunderstorm suddenly exploded from the broken thunder flower. Suddenly it swept over the giant and everything behind him.
"No, it's a void thunderstorm!"
In a hurry, the giant tiger roared, but he only had time to protect himself and the old man behind him. The few monks who followed the old man behind him were turned into charcoal in the thunderstorm.
"What a bastard, you pissed me off!"
The giant roared violently and rushed out of the still scattered lightning, only to see that the man had long disappeared, and the lightning platform floating above the well mouth had not yet completely retracted. Two other companions who were ambushing around the mine at the same time as him His breath has also disappeared, and he has obviously broken into the thunder curtain and chased the person just now.
"You know what to do!"
The giant left a cold sentence, and suddenly jumped up and hit the thunder curtain that was about to retract into the mouth of the well.
The old man named Duliang escaped from death, and his whole body was soaked with cold sweat. He just stared blankly at the tattoo totem on the giant's skin suddenly began to flow, and then the whole person broke into the thunder curtain, followed closely by The shrunken thunder curtain and the shrunken barbarian giant inside suddenly shrank back into the well, and the muffled "rumbling" sound went away from the bottom of the well until it finally disappeared.