I have been a saint in the world for three thousand years

The Great Yuan Daoist Master? !

When these words were spoken, everyone's heart was shocked, and unprecedented fear appeared on their faces.

This name is like the sword of Damocles hanging over their heads at all times.

Now the sword has fallen, heading straight for the head!

"He is the Great Yuan Daoist Master?! How is that possible!"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, how could the Great Yuan Daoist Master be so young?"

"That's right, he... he must have heard about the dispute between my holy land and the Great Yuan Daoist Master, so he came here to intimidate me under the pretext of a false name!"

Having said that, the panicked expressions on the elders' faces betrayed them, and even their bodies could not help but tremble.

Bu Zuhua's expression wasn't much better.

He stared at Yan Xiu's face, trying to find some clues from his expression.

It’s a pity that Yan Xiu had an indifferent expression from beginning to end, without the slightest change.

"Humph, do you think you can scare us by using the name of the Great Yuan Daoist Master?"

Bu Zuhua never believed that the man in front of him, who was only a young man, could be the famous Taoist master.

Yan Xiu had already given his name, and he didn't care whether the other party believed it or not.

Anyway, all he wanted was the thousand-year heritage and inheritance of the Xianyue Holy Land.

As for these disciples, it is better to kill them all, so that they will not cause trouble for the Yuan Dynasty at any time.

Yan Xiu didn't say much and slashed at the water curtain with his sword.

Crash.

The water curtain rippled continuously due to the impact of the sword energy, like a huge rock thrown into the lake.

Suddenly the water curtain burst and turned into rain falling from the sky.

Obviously, this is just a means of communication, and the scenery of Baiyue Valley is still behind the water curtain.

The Baiyue Valley, which has not been visited by anyone for hundreds of years, exudes a sense of desolation and loneliness everywhere.

Many birds and beasts hid in the dark, cautiously spying on this stranger who had set foot in White Moon Valley for the first time in a hundred years.

Yan Xiu took a deep breath and felt relieved.

After walking for about a moment, a scene came into view.

The towering trees seem to reach the clouds.

The trunk of the Panqiu Wolong tree is twisted and wrapped around the rock wall, and the rough and hard bark is covered with vines.

The sunlight was divided by the leaves, and scattered spots were cast.

The mountain gate of the Xianyue Holy Land is majestic, standing quietly and majestically like a natural barrier, separating the White Moon Valley from the scenery behind the mountain gate.

Yan Xiu arrived at the mountain gate, looked around, and chuckled, "It is worthy of being the Moon-carrying Holy Land that has been passed down for thousands of years."

Although the mountain gate of the Xianyue Holy Land looks very imposing, even a Tiangang realm warrior would not be able to see anything.

But Yan Xiu kept his eyes fixed on one place.

There stood a statue.

The statue is more than three meters tall, looks majestic and magnificent.

Except for a pair of eyes, all the facial features have become blurred due to the erosion of time.

But the aura emanating from him caught Yan Xiu's attention.

"Such a strong aura."

Rumbling--

Suddenly, a strong vibration came from under my feet.

The branches and leaves rustled to the ground, rocks rolled down the cliff, and it seemed as if a dragon was turning over in the land beneath one's feet.

The birds and beasts hiding in the woods were frightened by the sudden vibration and fled away.

"Anyone who trespasses into the gate of our Moon-bearing Holy Land will die!"

A voice devoid of any emotion sounded from the sculpture.

As the sound rang out, invisible and intangible attacks quietly struck Yan Xiu.

Boom boom boom——

The place where Yan Xiu was standing exploded without warning, and the raised dust obscured Yan Xiu's figure.

When the dust cleared, Yan Xiu had disappeared, leaving only a huge pit about ten feet deep and wide.

But the statue repeated the words again.

"Anyone who trespasses into the gate of our Moon-bearing Holy Land will die!"

Then the only remaining eyes on its facial features flickered slightly, becoming brighter and brighter.

Two terrifying murderous intentions that were powerful enough to wipe out a Tiangang realm warrior suddenly appeared and slashed towards somewhere with lightning speed.

boom!

The two auras swept away with devastating force, and Yan Xiu was submerged again as soon as he appeared.

After engulfing Yan Xiu, the energy continued to move forward until it had leveled the area a hundred feet behind him.

Any blow from this sculpture is enough to instantly kill a Tiangang realm warrior, but it can't even touch the corner of his clothes.

Yan Xiu appeared somewhere again, with fluttering sleeves and an extraordinary temperament.

After hearing the mechanical voice again, Yan Xiu finally took action.

I saw him making hand gestures and muttering something.

The next second, Yan Xiu's figure swelled up like a balloon, and in just a few breaths he was taller than the sculpture.

Supernatural powers are the laws of heaven and earth.

"Anyone who trespasses into the gate of our Moon-bearing Holy Land will die!"

A lifeless sculpture naturally cannot judge whether the person in front of it poses a threat to it, and will only attack blindly.

The sculpture's attack became more fierce than the previous two rounds.

But Yan Xiu had already displayed his magical powers, so these attacks on him were no different from tickling.

After his body had changed to a size of at least twenty or thirty feet, Yan Xiu raised his foot and stepped towards the mountain gate of the Xianyue Holy Land.

I don’t know what material this sculpture is made of, but it was able to hold out for such a short while under Yan Xiu’s magical powers.

Click!

After just a few breaths, the surface of the sculpture was covered with dense cracks, and finally it shattered into countless pieces with a "bang".

The mountain gate that symbolized the entrance to the Holy Land of the Moon was also turned into ruins and buried in the dust.

The fifth level of the protective formation of the Yue-Xian Holy Land was broken.

...

...

A deafening sound came to his ears again, and Bu Zuhua's face turned even paler.

"Master, the fifth... fifth formation has been broken."

The disciple who came to report was already shaking like a sieve and could barely speak clearly.

Bu Zuhua only felt his hands and feet go weak, and his whole body was in a state of disarray.

Could it be that the young man is really the Great Yuan Daoist Master?

He simply didn't believe that there was anyone in this world who could break through the five major formations of his Xianyue Holy Land in such a short time.

Unless that person is the Great Yuan Dao Zun!

Thinking of this, Bu Zuhua laughed bitterly.

"Master, what should we do?"

An elder asked.

Upon hearing this, Bu Zuhua took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.

After an incense stick of time, he finally opened his eyes.

"Everyone, the situation is irreversible now. The Great Yuan Daoist Master is coming with great momentum, and he looks like he is determined to destroy our Yue-Han Holy Land."

"And our cultivation is not as good as his. Even if we rush in together, we will just die on the same day of the same month of the same year."

"As long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood. In this case, let's abandon the sect and escape to a distant place, and make plans for the future."

After this was said, Bu Zuhua thought that many elders would object.

But to his surprise, no one spoke up, and it was obvious that everyone agreed with the proposal.

boom!

An elder showed humiliation on his face and smashed a stone sculpture next to him to pieces.

At this time, someone asked, "Master, the Great Yuan Daoist Master is right in front of us now. How can we escape in time? Besides, the Yuexiang Holy Land is huge and powerful. If we clean up the mess, we won't be able to take away the important sect inheritance in ten days or half a month."

Bu Zuhua shook his head slightly and said, "Don't worry, as long as the Great Yuan Daoist Master breaks through the sixth formation, we will have enough time to leave."