Chapter 244 Yun Hezong pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger
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The upper world is the existence that all people yearn for, and it is the ultimate dream of every monk. Although Huang Wuji has a long distance from the realm of divine in later generations, it does not mean that he does not yearn for the legendary world.
The evil master Yang Su didn't say anything, but just looked at Huang Wuji faintly. For the legend of the upper world, the evil master Yang Su is also skeptical. After all, every capable person who enters the realm of divine cooperation disappears halfway.
Such a big universe, where can these mighty people hide, unless it is another space, similar to the kind of continent in the ancient cave.
It is still 100,000 miles away from Yitianfeng. For Huang Wuji and Xie Zun Yang Su, it doesn't take half a day to get there. The two were speechless all the way, just thinking about the upper world.
In the final analysis, the shock given to them by the Sky Warship was too great. The infinite starry sky behind the black hole had to make the two of them want to practice.
The sky battleship still disappeared, and Huang Wuji and Xie Zun Yang Su continued to travel. When it was about to reach the periphery of Yitianfeng, suddenly, several black spots appeared a hundred miles away.
It may be very small in the distance, but when you fly closer, you will know that it is a magic weapon like several sailboats of dozens of meters in size. There are 20 people standing on each flying magic weapon, wearing Taoist robes with long swords or bells, or charms, staring at the distance.
Although Huang Wuji and the evil master Yang Su can't see the scene hundreds of miles away, they have guessed more or less. The two flew closer and closer, and the man in a Taoist robe on the magic weapon held the magic weapon tightly in his hand.
Ten miles away, Huang Wuji finally saw the situation ahead. His heart suddenly changed. He frowned and said to the evil master Yang Su next to him, "Uncle Sui, what's going on!"
When the evil master Yang Su saw the people holding the magic weapon in their hands, he looked up and thought for a moment. He raised his head and said, "Young master, it may be the person sent by a force near the ancient cave!"
Huang Wuji nodded, and what did he think? However, these people on the sailing machine are not very good, and the tallest is just a strong man in the early stage of the Wuying Yin Zun, who seems to have just advanced.
In these days, Huang Wuji has killed a lot of fierce beasts in the fierce beast plain. At the same time, the spiritual power in the body has been continuously refined and purified, and great progress has been made.
Although, it has not yet broken through into the Green Dan Realm. However, Huang Wuji believes that he will not fall behind in the face of the martial arts-level strongman, and a strong man at the level of Yin respect does not pay attention to it at all.
To say, the strong man at the level of martial arts has begun to understand the law of heaven and earth, which is far more powerful than the emperor. Unfortunately, Huang Wuji didn't play tricks at all. As a reborn person, he understood the law in his previous life.
Even if, with the current strength of Huang Wuji, he can't exert all his power, it is not comparable to a strong man, unless this strong man is a pervert like him.
Moreover, in the face of the peerless strong man in the past, such as the evil master Yang Su, he did not fall behind.
"Let's go and see what they want to do!" Huang Wuji also has an indescribable suffering at this time. Just a year after rebirth, I don't even have a few decent magic weapons on my body, let alone flying magic weapons. Nowadays, the better magic weapon in his hand dares not take out his hand at all.
Once you take action, it will definitely cause a bloody storm. At that time, Huang Wuji doesn't even know how to die. As for the magic weapon forcibly taken away by the evil master Yang Su, Huang Wuji was also embarrassed to come back.
Therefore, Huang Wuji is now poor and white, and he doesn't even have anything to take out his hand. If Huang Wuji had a world-class flying magic weapon at this time, the interceptors in front would never dare to block the front so presumptuously.
Unfortunately, the matter is willing to be done. Huang Wuji and the evil Lord Yang Su must face it head-on. The distance of ten miles is just between a few breaths in the eyes of Huang Wuji and Xie Zun Yang Su.
Facing the people on the sailing instrument, Huang Wuji was calm, looked at the other party faintly, and said, "Who are you? Why are you here!"
Unconsciously, Huang Wuji brought a trace of imperial pressure tempered by later generations. In an hour, the people on the sailboat seemed to see a shocking dragon roaring and rushing towards him.
"It's not good!" One of the middle-aged handsome men who seemed to be the leaders of these Taoist robes returned the bells in his hand. Before the sailboat, he was shocked.
Unexpectedly, a teenager who looks like an underage has such cultivation, and the pressure emitted is not weaker than that of some elders.
"If you have something to do, this road is not clear. Please come back!" The middle-aged handsome man was shocked, but he still reluctantly threatened.
"What are you talking about!" Huang Wuji was angry, his eyes flashed, and a Xuanhuang seal slowly turned in his pupils, looking at the middle-aged handsome man. Suddenly, the Xuanhuang seal broke out of the air, and nine golden dragons circled around, and a vast imperial power followed.
"Ah•••••••••!" The middle-aged handsome man screamed, and his brain was confused, as if he had been stabbed by a sharp sword. Then, the bell in front of the sailboat's magic weapon, like grass swaying in the wind, clattered softly and fell down quickly.
"My purple gold bell!" Despite his headache, the middle-aged handsome man was heartbroken when he looked at the fallen bell. He couldn't wait to jump off the boat and hold the magic weapon in his arms.
Hearing the shouting of the middle-aged handsome man, Huang Wuji took a look at the fast falling bells. With one hand waved, the purple and gold bells floated up with the wind and slowly fell into his hand.
Huang Wuji played with the purple gold bells. The material is very good and is made of copper refined gold. From then on, the method of refining is very strange, and I can't tell which school it is for the time being.
After reading the things in my hand, I looked at the Taoist robes of the people on the sailboat, which were compared with the nine sects, eight sects and seventy-two sects one by one. There is a big difference between the Taoist robes.
In front of me, the robe on the sailboat is composed of cranes, on which the clouds are like a fairyland, shining with white light, as if it is about to fly out of the clothes. At a glance, you will know that it is not ordinary.
It's just that except for the middle-aged handsome man, there is only one cloud crane in the Taoist robe. However, there are two cranes on the middle-aged handsome man's Taoist robe, and Huang Wuji saw the difference at a glance. It should be related to the division of sects.
For example, although the clothes of Daoxu Sect, the outer disciples and the inner disciples are the same, the colors are different. The school clothing of the elite disciples of the inner door is different from that of ordinary inner disciples, and the true disciples are different. However, the sect in front of us should be divided by the number of cranes. The more cranes there are, the higher the status of this person in the sect.
The guy who was knocked down by Huang Wuji's spiritual attack is a master at the peak of Zidan Realm, which has condensed Shi Dan. As for the martial arts-level strongman hidden in the sailboat cabin, he didn't mean to show up at all.
Since he doesn't show up, Huang Wuji naturally has his own way.
"Who are you and why are you stopping us!" Huang Wuji shouted loudly, and the sound was thundering, and the shaking sailboat magic weapon shook.
The rest of the disciples on the sailboat, although the atmosphere in their hearts, wanted to fight back. However, as soon as he saw the person lying there holding his head and screaming, he immediately calmed down. He couldn't help looking at the cabin of the left magic weapon, and Huang Wuji's eyes followed.
In fact, long before, Huang Wuji had already felt the breath of the martial arts-level strong man, but he just didn't want to say it. This person may want to hide in the dark and evil Lord Yang Su. Huang Wuji will not foolishly wait for others to plot, and can only take the initiative to force people out.
Huang Wuji's inquiry, the scene suddenly became cold. The disciple standing on the sailboat, look at me and I look at you, and no one answered for a while.
After waiting for a moment, the middle-aged handsome man finally recovered, looked at Huang Wuji angrily, and then looked at the one playing in his hand, constantly tinkling the crisp bell, and his face changed slightly.
"Who are you? How dare you be presumptuous in front of my Yunhezong!" The middle-aged handsome man stared at Huang Wuji, covered his head and shouted.
"Yun Hezong!" Huang Wuji frowned. Among the nine sects, eight sects and seventy-two sects, there seemed to be no sect.
Can, how luxurious is the heavenly flying magic weapon? Except for some sects in the nine sects, eight sects, and seventy-two sects, other sects don't seem to have much ability to fight.
"Uncle, don't talk nonsense with this guy. It's just an indigenous person of the origin star. What qualifications do you have to do against my Yunhezong!" A young man in a Yunhe Taoist robe saw a middle-aged handsome man waking up, and his face suddenly showed an arrogant look. He looked at Huang Wuji with disdain and said.
"What are you talking about, what origin star, not origin star!" Huang Wuji felt a little puzzled, but he secretly guessed in his heart whether the origin star was the universe.
"Haha••••••••!" When the man in Yunhe Taoist robe heard Huang Wuji's inquiry, he immediately laughed and stared at him with contemptuous eyes, as if he were looking at a country bumpkin.
The disciples of Yunhezong around him also laughed one after another, as if Huang Wuji was really ridiculous.
"Shut up!" Yang Su, the evil Zun, was so angry that he dared to make fun of the emperor Wuji like this.
In an instant, a blood light rose behind the evil master Yang Su, covering the whole sky in an instant. Countless deadness, evil spirit and magic gas were entangled into a group of Shura's teeth and claws crawled out of the blood light and grabbed the disciples of Yunhe Sect.
The disciples of Yunhe Sect, under the threat of evil Yang Su, stopped laughing. They were so scared that they all went back one by one. Even a few people couldn't stop burping for a while because their laughter was too loud.
"A group of lifeless little things dare to despise my young master!" The evil master Yang Su's face was gloomy, and his black eyes were glowing with red and gray divine light. The moment the disciples of Yunhe Sect saw it, it seemed that an hellishura broke into their hearts.
Even the uncle of Yunhezong can't say a harsh word under the oppression of the evil master Yang Su, so he can only stare at the other party resentfully.
"Presumptuous!" When the evil Lord Yang Su exerted his power, a thunderous thunder came from the magic weapon on the left.
In an instant, the power of the evil master Yang Su was broken. The disciples of Yunhezong were like drowning children, grabbing the only time and breathing the air greedily, with a trace of inexplicable fear in their eyes
. However, it is also with the divine light of excitement and worship, as if the sound is the Salvation Mansion.
"What kind of person, sneaky, get out of here!" The evil Lord Yang Su waved casually, and the blood light turned into a long rainbow and cut towards the flying weapon on the left.
"Good thief, what a strong evil spirit, he is actually a person in the evil way!" The owner of the sound in the magic weapon showed no weakness, and a huge force came from the air, blocking the blood light.
With a loud bang, there was a huge explosion of the huge blood light, and the aftershocks knocked back the magic weapon on the left by a few meters.
"Oh!" At this time, there was a trace of surprise from the sound in the magic weapon.
What he didn't expect was that the guy in front of him, who seemed to be only the peak of Zidan Realm, could actually block himself. However, the owner of the voice in the magic weapon would not have thought that the blow just now was just a tentative casual blow by the evil master Yang Su.
"Little guy, it's a little interesting. It can actually block my casual blow. It's good, it's good!" The owner of the voice in the magic weapon said that he was praising the evil master Yang Su. In the final analysis, he was not showing off.
Hearing this sentence, Huang Wuji immediately looked at the evil Lord Yang Su and almost didn't laugh. Fortunately, he suffocated it back in time. However, the evil Lord Yang Su's slightly sallow old face suddenly turned red like a monkey's buttocks.
I think of his evil Yang Su, as a peerless strong man who has lived for almost ten thousand years. Today, he is actually called a little guy, and he is still an idiot who has just advanced to the level of martial arts.
As the saying goes, uncle can tolerate, and aunt can't tolerate. When did Yang Su lose this kind of face? If there is an old monster in front of him, a monk who has been an idiot who has finally become a martial arts strong man for thousands of years, how dares to do it is simply looking for death.
"Little guy, how dare you call me little guy!" The gray-red pupil of the evil Lord Yang Su suddenly rotated, turned into a ball of blood, and rushed straight to the magic weapon.
The owner of the voice in the magic weapon, when he heard the angry voice of the evil master Yang Su, he was suddenly shocked, and then he was fleeting. A guy in the purple elixir can withstand any wind and waves.
"Little guy, it's just a little guy. I can't calm down. Today, I'll take your master to teach you a good lesson!" The martial arts-level strongman in the magic weapon sneered. In the face of such an idiot, the evil Lord Yang Su had nothing to say, and he couldn't help looking back at Huang Wuji.
At this time, Huang Wuji lowered his head, covered his mouth and kept smiling. Although the laughter was very small, it still clearly reached the ears of the evil master Yang Su.
"Ah, I don't know what you are. Get out of here, the guy who hides his head and shows his tail!" The evil master Yang Su was furious and waved it casually. The vast blood light turned into a bloody big hand, as if covering the sky and the sun, and patted at the magic weapon.
The disciples of Yunhezong, who stood on the magic weapon, looked at the bloody giant hand that seemed to cover the sky and was at a loss, and stayed in place without moving.
"Looking for death!" The martial arts-level strong man in the magic weapon obviously noticed a trace of strangeness. In the magnificent evil spirit, he attacked himself with overwhelming murderous intention.
Choking, there seemed to be a sword sound between heaven and earth. The clouds on the blue sky suddenly turned crazily. At the induced by the strong man in the martial arts weapon, it turned into a sky cloud sword and cut straight towards the bloody giant palm.
Seeing the cloud sword, Huang Wuji was stunned and a little interesting. The guy in the magic weapon actually understood the fur of the law of the cloud, and could be transformed into a cloud.
Unfortunately, the martial arts-level strongman in the magic weapon met Yang Su, the evil master. If it is replaced by other peak masters of Zidan Realm, there must be no bones under a sword.
Yang Su, the evil master, looked at Yun Jian contemptuously. This crude law of cloud had no effect on him at all. You know, he has understood the existence of the pseudo-field. Although there is only one kind of understanding of transformation, it is not comparable to that of a newly advanced martial arts baby-level strongman.
Yang Su, the evil master, snorted coldly, and his mind moved slightly. His bloody big hand suddenly burst out a red light. The evil spirit between heaven and earth instantly sank into the blood light, which made people dare not look directly. Even if it is, Yun Jian can only stare in front of the blood light and can't do it.
After a moment, the blood light dissipated, and the martial arts-level strongman in the magic weapon screamed. It was like a big hand carved like a blood crystal, standing in the sky with blood and red light.
The blood hand moved slightly, and the surrounding space suddenly produced a trace of fluctuation. The twisted air was like countless demons, instantly stirring the huge sword condensed into pieces.
"How can it be, the condensation is formed, impossible, impossible, you are just an ant at the peak of Zidan Realm!" The martial arts-level strongman in the magic weapon seemed to be stimulated to roar crazily.
Then, there was a loud bang, and a figure appeared in the magic weapon, opposite the evil master Yang Suyao, but those eyes were full of horror.
"Little doll, when I was in power, you were probably still in your mother's womb. It's up to you, and you dare to call me a little guy. I don't know what to do!"
Yang Su, the evil master, saw that the Wuying-level strong man in the magic weapon rushed out of the magic weapon and the shocking color of the pupils. Suddenly, he had a feeling of raising his eyebrows and exhaled, and his heart was very happy.
"It's impossible. You are obviously the cultivation of Zidanjing. Why does it condense and form? I don't believe it. I don't believe it!" The Wuying-level strong man roared at the evil master Yang Su, as if he didn't dare to vent it in his heart.
This martial arts-level strongman broke through half a year ago. It was the time when he was full of ambition. Unexpectedly, as soon as he led the team, he met a person who pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger.
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