Chapter 471 Gu Sculpture

The North Ming Sea is boundless.

In the easternmost part of the Beiming Sea, near the East China Sea, there is a small fishing village.

In the early morning, an old man with a stooped figure and an ugly appearance came back from the beach full of exhaustion.

When the passing villagers saw the old man, they showed expressions of pity and disgust.

An old widower with no children, no money, and a strange temper.

It's pitiful, but it's also not gregarious.

When the old widower was young, he was still strong and a good fisherman. But he had a stubborn temper and everyone noticed him.

As a result, when I got old, I couldn't even fish anymore, so I could only make a living by going to the sea every morning and collecting fish, shrimps and shells washed ashore by the tide.

The old widower ignored these people.

Back at home, the old widower put the morning's harvest on the fire to simmer while his family was bare.

Then, I entered a dream!

In the dream, the magnificent palace.

And the old widower also turned into a cold child.

"Hmph, I don't know when the superiors will launch a general attack to destroy the Daxia royal family, and let our Wujian Sect rule this world. I just killed a few Yinglong guards, and the superiors asked me to hide. I can live my life this way.

It’s so frustrating!”

"Fortunately, I can still enjoy myself in this dream."

The old widower, no, Wu Diao Tianxian showed a smile.

Join Wu Jian Sect, learn Wu Jian Sect's unique dreaming technique, and enjoy yourself in dreams - it sounds a little stupid, but the dream is not the same as reality.

Soon, a grand dance appeared in Wudiao Tianxian's dream.

Hundreds of young women suddenly appeared, with charming eyes, light movements, and seductive dance steps.

There were more than a dozen girls who looked confused.

This is a dream!

It is not only the dreamland of the Wu Diao Tianxian, but also the dreamland of the girl.

There is only one master of dreams.

Light, yellow smoke lingers in the dreamland.

Those girls who seemed to be very familiar with dreams, when they came into contact with the yellow mist, their faces immediately showed extremely comfortable expressions, they fell into intoxication, and their dance steps became more and more intense.

But those girls who were a little confused, coming into contact with the yellow mist for the first time, had incredible expressions on their faces. It was unclear whether it was an expression of pain or happiness. But tears of pain flowed out of the corners of their eyes.

"True can also be false, and false can also be true. Although it is a dream, it will still be affected." A twisted smile appeared on Gu Diao Celestial's face.

These women who appeared in his dreams were originally ordinary women who were secretly influenced by him and introduced into his dreams for his entertainment.

He even planted the dream poison, causing these women to fall into bliss and become addicted to the poison.

As long as I am not 'summoned' by him for a night, I will feel itchy and crazy.

For the poisonous mist in the dream, those mortal women have recognized him as their master and are willing to do anything. They will even help him seduce new 'victims'.

Of course, he will not take these mortal women away. Once he leaves the big world and the dream poison bites back, these women will haggard and die in a very short period of time.

However, as an ancient ferocious beast, how could he care about the lives of mere mortals? Rather, he likes to watch these mortal women crazily twisting their expressions of joy and pain in pursuit of a puff of mist.

Wudiao Tianxian squinted his eyes, enjoying the high pleasure in his dream, and increasingly hoped that the Infernal Gate could rule the three realms.

It’s nice to enjoy dreams now, but it’s too sneaky.

When the Wujian Sect takes over the Three Realms, his status will be greatly improved, and he will not be hunted down if he enjoys hunting people like this!

He stretched out his hand and pointed at a girl whom he had introduced into his dream for the first time. The girl was involuntarily attracted to him and walked timidly.

Wu Diao Tianxian's face showed a warm and warm smile.

He just likes this kind of game of playing with prey.

However, before he could speak, he suddenly felt a chill to his bones.

Without any hesitation, he woke up from his dream after experiencing countless assassinations.

Then, my heart sank.

Because he saw two people in his room.

"Wudiao pays homage to the True Immortal of Yanshan, the Beiming Sword Immortal!" The Immortal Wu Diao showed an ugly expression.

One-on-one, there are not many people in the entire Great Xia who can make him feel troublesome.

Of course, he is definitely no match for those gods and true immortals. But a mere black eagle immortal will not provoke the situation to the point where the true gods and gods must take action!

Apart from the gods and true immortals, the one in front of me is the Yanshan True Immortal!

It is true that this Yanshan True Immortal is a Pure Yang True Immortal, but he is not a True Immortal - at least his body of a Pure Yang True Immortal is not here.

Although he is not a True Immortal of Chunyang, the strength of the True Immortal of Yanshan is definitely superior to that of a normal Celestial Immortal! After all, he is a being who has mastered the Dao, and it is easy to kill ordinary Celestial Immortals.

As for the Beiming Sword Immortal, he does not seem to be a big threat, but he also has combat power comparable to that of a heavenly immortal, so he should not be underestimated.

"Wudiao Tianxian, something happened to you." Ji Yichuan put his hands behind his back, his eyes like swords, "Whether you follow us to Yinglong Mountain or be killed and captured by us, you can choose for yourself."

"If the True Immortal of Yanshan is willing to let me go, I am willing to donate all the treasures and resources I took from Yinglongwei. I also ask the True Immortal not to capture me in Yinglong Mountain."

Wudiao Tianxian's attitude is very low.

Being superior to the common people and begging for mercy from those who are stronger than oneself, this is the Wu Diao Tianxian. Since you can't defeat it, then find a way to beg the other party to let you go.

"Jining..." Ji Yichuan ignored the Wu Diao Celestial Immortal and said directly, "His strength is considered to be the best among the Celestial Immortals. Although he is said to be a Celestial Immortal, his body is actually not weaker than the returning gods and demons. He is not as good as Qin Lai.

Practice your skills."

"Father, look at me!" Ji Ning's eyes lit up.

I couldn’t defeat the Shaoyan clan, but it’s not bad to have this Black Eagle Celestial Immortal to deal with it!

A pair of palms were densely covered with star-catching patterns, and sword energy flashed in his eyes.

Hearing the conversation between father and son, Wu Diao Tianxian naturally felt a strong sense of shame in his heart.

If True Immortal Yanshan takes action himself - of course he will resist, but at least he has to admit that the other party's strength and status are higher, even if he is captured, it is normal.

But just letting Yi Beiming Sword Immortal take action would be too underestimated!

And since the enemy has no intention of letting him go, he has to fight for his life!

"Boom!"

The head of the Black Eagle Immortal turned into a bird's head. There was a row of pores on the bird's beak, and a strong dark yellow mist was sprayed out of the pores.

The toxicity of this mist is not very strong. It can at most kill ordinary Void-Returning Immortals, but has little effect on enemies of the same level.

What Wu Diao Tianxian wants to do is not to directly poison Ji Ning and Ji Yichuan, but to use this yellow poisonous mist to kill the surrounding mortals.

If these two great immortals take care of mortals and rescue people... then he will have a chance to escape.

Even if not, the poisonous fog is still his home court.
Chapter completed!