Ancient Identification System

The white-haired old man has not been the head of the sect for a year or two, and he also has his own influence.Although the Xuan Luo Sect is divided into many sects, the white-haired old man also has his own confidants.

Wang Ming and others were not moved when they heard the words of the white-haired old man. Even if the white-haired old man was stupid, he could tell that he was not kind and was a powerful enemy.

Against such a ferocious opponent, he would not foolishly fight alone.

The white-haired old man said: "Take this and go to Qingbei Peak to find someone."

The white-haired old man threw the sect master's token to the previous soldier, and this soldier saw a glimmer of hope. If he did well this time, he might not have to die.

And the white-haired old man also saw this, so he let this little soldier go. After all, only in life and death can the greatest motivation erupt.

Wang Mingdao: "Old man, we actually came here to ask you something. If it has nothing to do with you, we wouldn't bully an old man."

When Wang Ming spoke, he was quite sincere and emotional, but the more emotion Wang Ming had attached to him at this time, the more he looked down on himself in the eyes of the head of the Xuan Luo Sect.

The most annoying thing about the white-haired old man since he became the sect master is that some people say he is old, because the general sect masters are usually young and strong middle-aged people, and his position as the sect master has always been controversial.In Xuan Luomen, if anyone said that his age was a bad thing for him, the end would not be any better.

At this time, Wang Ming's words had really aroused his anger.

The white-haired old man said: "At first, I wanted to wait a while to let you live for a few more minutes. Now, I decided not to wait any longer."

Seeing the white-haired old man rushing towards him with bare hands, the nun retorted unceremoniously: "Really? You wanted to wait for the helpers to arrive, but now you can't help but do it. You don't have any patience, look The position of Sect Master is really not suitable for you."

The white-haired old man roared, "Presumptuous!"

Bai Sensen's claws temporarily changed direction and struck in the direction of Nuba.

And Nuba showed a sneer, and said in her heart: With such a sect master, it seems that the strength of Xuan Luo sect should not be much better, and all the previous guesses may have overestimated him.

The nun just stood there quietly except for her inner thoughts, it wasn't that she looked down on the white-haired old man's attack.Instead, she is confident that Wang Ming can block it, even if Wang Ming fails, she still has a plan.

But the white-haired old man on the main attacking side didn't think so, "Xiao Mian, I was stunned when I saw my offensive. Let me deal with you first, and the rest will be buried with you."

In fact, Wang Ming was standing next to Nuba not too far away, and the white-haired old man originally wanted to attack Wang Ming first, but later changed his attack direction.

So Wang Ming quickly reacted, and the Yaoshijun Saber shone into the eyes of the white-haired old man.

In Wang Ming's eyes, offense is the best defense, and at this time Wang Ming wanted to take the head of the white-haired old man.

Unexpectedly, when Wang Ming's Yaoshijun Saber was only a centimeter away from the white-haired old man, the white-haired old man's body disappeared.

Just when everyone was stupefied, Wang Er and Wang San standing behind clearly saw the white-haired old man appearing behind Nuba.And that white paw grabbed Nuba's left arm.When all this still seemed very illusory, when the bright red blood flowed out, everyone finally realized it.

Nuba's frozen guardian immediately wrapped her body, and the white-haired old man was also shaken down.

The cold ice instantly froze the blood, and the nun was also secretly surprised at this time, she didn't expect the old man's attack to be so sharp, if she thought that he was attacking with bare hands and relaxed her vigilance, it would be a disaster.The white-haired old man's hands are several times harder than most metals.

Wang Ming took out a bottle of intermediate blood recovery potion and handed it to Nuba, saying, "I was negligent."

The female demon said: "It's not your fault, it's because we underestimated each other too much before."

Seeing that his attack didn't have the effect he wanted, the white-haired old man was very unwilling, but the current situation couldn't help him to hesitate too much, because this place happened to be in the center circle of Wang Ming and other five people.

The white-haired old man disappeared again in the next moment, Wang Ming thought to himself: This old guy is flashing?The flash shouldn't disappear for a while, is it invisible?

In fact, Wang Ming didn't ask anyone, he just felt puzzled.But Xuanzi, who has been in Wang Ming's spiritual world, heard it, and deliberately went to find out the reason.

Xuanzi can directly communicate with the system if he wants to find out the reason of the matter, but it is not certain whether he can get the answer from the system. After all, Xuanzi is a system elf, not the master of the system.

Even Wang Ming can be called the master of the system, but he is severely restrained because of his authority.

The female demon said to the Scorpion King through her spiritual power: "Scorpion King, pay attention to the point where the old man reappears every time, and see if there is any pattern to follow."

Even though Nuba said so, she was actually not sure at all. After all, if the other party has the ability to suddenly disappear and reappear, it would definitely not reappear deliberately according to certain points.

Wang Ming said to Nuba: "Leave this old man to me, you just need to stand far away and watch the battle."

The nun said: "My lord, it's not that I don't believe in your strength. It's that this old man is elusive. There is no area here that is a combat zone or a spectator zone."

Wang Ming was also at a loss for words for a while, but he didn't have time to talk to Wang Ming and others. The white-haired old man reappeared and adjusted his breath a little before attacking him head-on again.

The little soldiers standing inside Xuan Luomen watched the attack of the white-haired old man, and one of them said: "Those people are dead, this is the most powerful displacement skill of the sect master. I heard that the sect master was When vying for the position of sect master, it was by relying on this unique skill that they succeeded. Those elders are not easy-going lamps, otherwise they would not agree to the sect master's ascension."

Another soldier said: "Stop talking, if the head of the sect hears that you have good fruit to eat."

When Wang Ming was about to resist with the Shijun Sword, the white-haired old man disappeared again.

Wang Mingdao: "If you want to fight, you can fight. It's nothing to hide."

The white-haired old man sneered and said, "Hide and hide? As long as it can kill you, I can do anything."

Although the female demon was also annoyed by this, she did not regard the white-haired old man as a particularly strong opponent. After all, she would be hurt by him before. Apart from the strength of the white-haired old man, it was more that the female demon underestimated the opponent.

After inquiring about the system, Xuanzi directly said to Wang Ming: "Master, his ability can be regarded as hidden in the space, it can be regarded as space ability. If you can solidify the space in this area, then he will be invincible in front of you." It's gone."

Wang Ming secretly said: Don't say these are useless, how can I solidify the space.

Xuanzi said: "You may not be able to do this, but Nuba can do it. If the range of her ice protection is expanded, the density of the space will be compressed to a large enough level within a certain period of time, and as long as The opponent's ability is not that strong, so it is equivalent to freezing the space. I don't believe how advanced the opponent's concealment ability can be."

Wang Ming secretly said: If you dare, you still have to bet on the opponent's lack of strength.

Although Wang Ming thought so, he still hurriedly said: "Lianhua, you expand the range of Ice Guard, so that I can deal with him."

At this moment, Wang Ming also suffered several attacks, but Wang Ming was protected by Yaoshi Jun armor, and the damage offset by King Kong's indestructibility, the real damage to him was not much at all.

Wang Ming didn't even drink the middle-level blood recovery medicine, and rushed directly towards the white-haired old man. At this time, Wang Ming was also betting that the protection of the ice would be effective.

After all, if the protection of the ice had no effect, then the white-haired old man would disappear again, and Wang Ming would become a headless chicken again, unable to do anything at all.

After hearing Wang Ming's words, the nun didn't say anything, and didn't hesitate at all, out of absolute trust in Wang Ming.Although increasing the range of the ice guard would increase the energy consumption several times, she still activated the ice guard in the next moment.

The last attack that Wang Ming received was offset a little by the Ice Guard, but after the range of the Ice Guard became larger, the defense ability he possessed decreased. Wang Ming really didn't feel much. Explain the reasons for the feeling of gambling when attacking.

At this time, the white-haired old man still wanted to repeat the same trick, but when his ability was activated, he did succeed, but he only succeeded halfway. Half of his body was hidden in the space, while the other half was still outside.

On the surface, it looks like a phantom of a translucent outfit.

Although it is a phantom, it is no different from the real entity to Wang Ming. After all, if the whole body is hidden in the space, the mental power cannot be perceived.

But in the current situation, even with his eyes closed, Wang Ming can clearly distinguish the position of the white-haired old man with just mental strength.

The white-haired old man felt that the state at this time was also very embarrassing. He wanted to reappear but found that he could not come out of the space gap, but he could not go in completely.

Wang Ming would not give the white-haired old man too much time to react, the brilliance of the Yaoshijun Saber shined again, Wang Ming said: "This time the Yaoshijun Saber will not stop again."

Seeing Wang Ming attacking, the white-haired old man had no choice but to block it with both hands.

Although the hands of the white-haired old man are several times harder than most metals, they are still far behind the Yaoshijun Saber. After all, Yaoshijun Saber has two types of spiritual fire attached to it in addition to its metal properties.This is an existence that the white-haired old man cannot resist.

Yao Shijun slashed directly on the white-haired old man's palm, and the illusory palm slowly moved backward, and it would be cut off at some point.

At this time, a flying needle flew towards Wang Ming.

Wang Ming stepped back, and the white-haired old man also heaved a sigh of relief, because his reinforcements had arrived.