Everyone's eyes were attracted by the light and looked up at the night sky.

After the light dissipated, there were two awe inspiring and upright people in the air. One of them was a straight faced and unsmiling old man, who was no stranger to everyone. It was Bai Zhao, the current Lord of the Holy Land and former elder of the holy land.

Another loose looking and crane skinned man was completely strange. The man looked like he was only thirty or forty years old, wearing a half old Taoist robe, a pair of clogs on his feet, and a pair of slovenly clothes.

However, his strength is not low. He is one step away from immortal cultivation.

The most impressive thing is the iron tower held in his right hand. The iron tower is only one inch high and is covered with yellow symbols. On the symbols, a complex and incomprehensible ancient pattern is drawn with cinnabar, which shows that the golden light flows inside.

Seeing everyone looking at him, the man grinned and had big yellow teeth.

"Oh, how lively!" The man yawned and said, looking like he didn't wake up.

The ancestor of Mu family looked at Bai Zhao and asked, "holy master Bai, what does this mean? Do you think finding a holy monk can help you save this demon? "

"Your holy land has been reduced to the habitat of the demon family. It is no longer worthy of our noble sect. We are qualified to erase the holy land from the east continent!" The ancestors of the Su family said in righteous words.

As a rare immortal cultivation power in the east continent, he has the confidence to say this.

Bai Zhao just glanced at them indifferently and then said slowly, "the holy land will always be the first of the famous and decent sects. We will deal with the stains and isolated clouds in the holy land by ourselves. We don't bother you! "

"Oh? I'll see what you do! " The master of Mu family first sneered at fan Baizhao's words, and then asked like a good play.

"Holy Lord Bai is really good at picking up bargains. We wasted our people and money and managed to subdue the devil. At this time, you ran out and said that you would deal with the devil yourself. Where did you go before you dared to feel sorry?" The ancestors of the Su family spoke impolitely and suppressed Bai Zhao bit by bit.

The smoke of gunpowder filled the world.

Gu Yun raises her eyes and looks at Bai Zhao. She has a guess. She needs to be confirmed, but she is afraid of the truth.

Bai Zhao did not respond to the Su family's ancestors. He just introduced the man next to him, "this man is immortal Daomao of Xianfeng mountain. This time, he is invited to help us get rid of the devil!"

As soon as he said this, there was an uproar below.

No one knows who this man is, but when he says his name, everyone immediately thunders.

Xianfeng mountain is just an insignificant hill on the mainland of Kyushu, but it is gradually known to the world with the occupancy of immortal Daomao.

As for immortal Mao, his fame does not lie in his family background and accomplishments, but in his original magic weapon - zhenhun tower.

Zhenhun tower is an artifact handed down from ancient times. It can suppress all souls in the world. Even Xianxiu can't escape from zhenhun tower.

Therefore, there is a saying in Kyushu that no one should offend immortal Mao on Xianfeng mountain.

With such a magic weapon against the sky, even if Daomao immortal is a war five slag, he can still walk across the Kyushu mainland.

But this person's talent and cultivation are not low.

It can be seen how powerful he is!

Fortunately, immortal Daomao is an easy-going and low-key person. He usually shrinks in the world of Xianfeng mountain and lives a reclusive life. However, anyone who wants to visit him is rejected, and even Xianfeng mountain can't step on it.

Over time, the world knows the name of immortal Mao, so they don't know his specific appearance!