Wang Tao was impatient, and then concentrated on sensing his surroundings.
Wang Tao didn't dare to keep the evil things of the Holy Religion, not to mention that he heard that the goddess was here, and he had a vague idea.
If he really detains this sacred weapon and some ghost or goddess comes knocking on his door, he probably won't even be able to run away.
"Master? Master?"
Wang Tao shouted several times, but no one around him responded.
He used his body skills to fly up to the surrounding tall buildings. Looking around, he could see no trace of his master.
"Master instructed me to kill Greedy Wolf and then leave?"
Wang Tao murmured to himself.
What is Master here for? Is it the Holy Religion?
For a moment, Wang Tao's heart brightened, and he suddenly looked toward the back mountain.
There must be sacrifices being held at the holy sect's sacrificial site in the back mountain of Qingyun Mountain. What kind of goddess? Master is definitely here for her.
Master must be stopping the ghost sect's sacrifice in the back mountain?
Wang Tao's blood boiled when he thought of this possibility.
Full of hope, he endured his injured body, shook his head to drive away distracting thoughts, then swallowed several pills in succession, took out the Hou Tu Zhu and began to practice desperately.
He has gone through hard battles, so why would he dare to go to the back mountain rashly?
Zuo Liang saw Wang Er leaving in a hurry. He hesitated for a while and pretended to organize the crowd to leave. After waiting for a while but Wang Er didn't come back, he secretly took the sacred weapon and hid in the darkness.
Shi Haoran also blended into the crowd and escaped quietly. The Wild Wolf Gang suffered heavy losses and also left in a hurry.
Everyone at the scene left one after another, and only Tanlang's body remained there forever without saying a word.
"Clean up the scene."
Yuan Dingshan looked at the cracks and broken soil on the ground. The cement floor in the open space in front of the door was as chapped as if it had been crushed by a road roller.
"Phew! Horror!"
On the other side, Yuan Ziling and Shen Aobing were walking halfway when they suddenly started crying.
"Sister Aobing, you go back first! I'm going back to Yuan's house."
Yuan Ziling said that before Shen Aobing could say anything, he ran towards the path, turned a corner and ran towards the place where the incident happened.
Shen Aobing mistakenly believed that Wang Er was Wang Tao's father, but she knew that Wang Er was Wang Tao's father. If Wang Er was defeated, there would definitely be no way out.
After running and crying all the way, she finally returned to the scene. She looked dumbfounded when she saw Yuan Dingshan instructing a group of security guards to clean the scene.
"Where is the King...Martial Saint?"
Yuan Ziling asked anxiously, fearing that she would hear some bad news.
"Wang Wusheng beat the man to death and left in a hurry. I don't know where he went?"
"gone?"
At this moment, a panting voice came over, and everyone looked under the streetlight. Who was it if it wasn't Shen Aobing?
"Why are you back?"
Yuan Ziling hurriedly wiped her tears and looked at Shen Aobing doubtfully.
Could it be that after looking back, she recognized Wang Er as Wang Tao?
"Hmph! I see you running so fast, how could I not guess your thoughts? You are not afraid of death, am I worse than you?"
Shen Aobing glared at Yuan Ziling angrily, wondering in her heart, did Yuan Ziling fall in love with Wang Tao's father?
Lolita loves uncle? The kind that comes to life and death?
Yuan Ziling wiped away her tears and gave Shen Aobing an enigmatic smile.
As long as Wang Er is fine? He must have thought that we had gone back, so he was eager to go back and play Wang Tao?
When Yuan Ziling thought of this, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and her pretty red eyes regained some of their energy.
"Second uncle, prepare a car to take us back!"
Yuan Ziling looked at Yuan Dingshan.
"Um!"
Not long ago, a commercial vehicle belonging to the Yuan family drove over.
"You go back first! I will clean this place and hold a memorial service for Lao Qin tomorrow morning."
Yuan Dingshan said as he looked at the human figure covered with white cloth on the ground, which at first glance looked like half a piece of wood.
Shen Aobing and Yuan Ziling's eyes turned red again, and they almost shed tears again.
"Well, Lao Qin is the backbone of the family. I'm afraid the sky in his family is about to collapse."
Shen Aobing turned his head as he spoke, tears streaming down his face.
"Well, yes, no amount of money can make up for this."
Yuan Dingshan was much calmer than the two crying daughters.
The advantage of being older is that he has seen too much about life, separation and death, and has long been indifferent to it.
"Go back quickly! Just leave this place to me."
Yuan Ziling and Shen Aobing nodded and got into the car. The car drove through the night towards the villa community.
Time passed quietly like this. About an hour later, Wang Tao stood up suddenly. At this moment, his strength had recovered to 80%.
When he thought that his master was worshiping at the back mountain, he still had the heart to go back and play Wang Tao.
He spread out his body and flew towards Qingyun Mountain, while the surrounding scenery retreated rapidly.
Just when he was halfway through, suddenly the entire Qingyun Mountain shook, and the entire Qingyun City shook as well.
Fortunately, the shaking only lasted a few seconds and then calmed down.
In just a few seconds, the citizens of Qingyun City were awakened. They woke up from their trance and looked around in surprise. They just thought it was a nightmare and then fell back to sleep.
Wang Tao looked in the direction of the back mountain in surprise. He had a hunch that the earthquake just now must have been caused by the Shenghuang Cult.
Such a big movement? Nothing will happen to Master, right?
Wang Tao felt anxious when he thought of this, he took a deep breath and increased his speed.
Immortal Jin Dan's breath-taking technique has now become something instinctive to him. Even if he is running very fast at this moment, the breath-taking technique has been practiced automatically.
It's just that he was so anxious at the moment that he couldn't think much about it.
Ten minutes seemed like half a year to him.
When he emerged from the forest and came to the back mountain basin, he was stunned by the sight in front of him.
The original basin disappeared, and a large pit with a diameter of several thousand meters appeared. The pit was full of corpses, and there were two groups of people fighting around the pit.
Most of the troops on both sides were injured, and some of them looked miserable, obviously having been through a hard battle.
Before he could tell who the two sides were, he saw a battle that shocked him inexplicably.
He could only see two blurry figures in the center of the pit, fighting back and forth as if they were teleporting. Even with his current eyesight, he could only make out a rough outline.
The one in Taoist robes is his master Wu Daozi, and the other village girl in colorful clothes, who is she if she is not Feiyue?
She is indeed her? The Holy Goddess? A figure that makes even greedy wolves tremble in fear.
Master? It’s so scary.
Although it was a bit unexpected, Wang Tao took it for granted.
Although the two of them were extremely fast, it was as if they had escaped gravity and were suspended in the air.
There is nothing fancy about each move. Apart from being more direct and accurate, it is no different from fighting with ordinary martial artists.
"How surprising? I didn't expect there to be someone like you in this world?"
Feiyue looked calm and unusually relaxed.
"Hey, are you surprised? No, I'm old. Isn't it good to be surprised?"
Wu Daozi smiled obscenely, and what he said made everyone around him stagger.
Wang Tao's face twitched even more, and when the master reached his mouth, he swallowed it back.
"If you really want to be surprised, I suggest you find a young man. It would be good if I have an apprentice. I will have no problem feeding you."
This time, even the members of the Tianlong Legion, who had undergone rigorous training and remained calm despite the collapse of Mount Tai, looked at the old Taoist priest with strange expressions.
Isn't this too vegetarian? The vulgar image and frivolous words are incompatible with the image of a worldly master.