Listening outside the valley, there was a lot of noise.
People with good eyesight can still see the mountains collapsing one after another. Louder than the roar, there are loud curses, some from Mr. Zhao and some from the little old man. There is an old saying.
, they start fighting when they don't agree, it describes the two of them, one doesn't say anything when asked, the other doesn't listen to anything said, but they get into it.
The sound of rumbling, I don’t know when it will be annihilated.
Looking deeper, the picture is a bit embarrassing.
The little old man was tied up and hung on a crooked tree by Mr. Zhao. At this moment, he was swaying back and forth with the gusts of wind. Look, there were footprints all over his body, especially his little face.
I don’t know how many big mouths I’ve received, but my whole body is crooked.
"As I said, this junior has a bad temper."
Zhao Yunzi was also there, standing under the tree, dusting himself off.
So what if you are a god? This is the mortal world, and the highest level of cultivation is no more than a quasi-immortal.
They are of the same level and realm, so they can be beaten without fail, even if the Emperor God comes, it will be the same.
Well.!
The little old man's eyes were full of stars and his head was buzzing.
He was knocked unconscious by the beating. By the way, he was still doubting his life. Was it because he had been sleeping for too long? He didn't know the world, and faced a small Taixu state, and was beaten so hard that he couldn't tell the difference between east, west, north and south.
"Hmm. Comfortable."
Zhukong was a spectator, and when he saw a certain god being blasted, he felt indescribably sad.
I kept you up most of the night, and made you go out for a walk in the middle of the night. Look, you were beaten!
"Which one is it from?"
Zhao Yun was holding a stick and poking at the little old man.
He doesn't want to hit anyone, he just wants to know the origin of this guy. If he is really an enemy, he will not keep him for the New Year. However, this guy is dishonest, so he has to be cruel?
"What do you want me to ask you?"
"If you have the guts, let me down and fight another eight hundred rounds."
Snapped!
"I am the water god."
Even though he was tied up, when the little old man signed up for his number, he still spoke forcefully.
This is the god. At the critical moment, he will not give up even if he gives in.
"It's quite watery." Mr. Zhao couldn't help but touch his chin.
He has fought against many gods, especially this one, who has the lowest combat power.
He was not surprised at all after searching in Shence but did not find the Water God. Shence was broken and there were so many gods in history. It was not surprising that one or two were missing.
"Do you have a connection with the Moon God?"
Zhao Yun closed the magic strategy and looked at the little old man again.
For a long time, the little old man didn't speak a word, only those two eyes were rolling around.
Buzz!
Zhao Yun didn't talk nonsense and picked up a kitchen knife.
"Are you the enemy of the Moon God?" the little old man asked tentatively.
"Yeah." Zhao Yun wiped the kitchen knife, and the knife surface was polished until it was shiny.
"What a coincidence, so am I."
"That bitch is not a good thing."
"I have an sworn feud with him."
The little old man was quite excited and cursed endlessly.
"If I say that I am a disciple of the Moon God, do you have another excuse?" Mr. Zhao still put down the knife, as if he had identified something based on the little old man's curse. Obviously, this guy is
He is a person who talks about people and talks about ghosts.
"So it's my junior uncle!" The little old man chuckled.
"It's not unreasonable for you to survive in troubled times for so long."
Zhao Yun was heartbroken after hearing this, picked up the kitchen knife, and casually untied the rope.
There is no need to distinguish, this old man is not an enemy, and enemies are not so funny.
in this way
God is definitely a talent brought out by Xiuer.
"Are you really a disciple of the Moon God?" the little old man asked tentatively, his eyes wide.
"If it's fake, I guarantee it." Zhao Yun offered a wisp of reincarnation power, which was a gift from the Moon God.
The little old man looked at it with sparkling eyes. He still recognized the master's power of reincarnation.
Because he recognized him, he looked at Zhao Yun and wondered when his master had accepted another disciple.
"Criticize the Moon God often!" Zhao Yun looked at the Water God with a smile.
"This is the life-saving method my master taught me back then."
The little old man said seriously, what he said was the truth, there was nothing we could do! Who gave Moon God so many enemies? You could bump into them wherever you go, curse them, and become your own family with your enemies.
With this unique skill, he escaped many pursuits.
Zhao Yun was amused and confirmed again that this product was the inheritance of the Moon God.
He smiled, but the little old man couldn't help but sigh, feeling horrified in his heart.
He is truly worthy of being the disciple of his master. He is indeed a monster that defies heaven. Regardless of his bloodline or fighting spirit, he is the strongest among all. Even an old god like him was beaten to the point of blooming.
"Why are you hiding in the mortal world?" Zhao Yun asked again.
"I am self-proclaimed." The little old man coughed dryly.
Zhao Yun didn't get to the bottom of it, so he said he was self-declared, so there must be something hidden.
From ancient times to the present, the lineage of the Moon God has been dead and disabled. It is difficult to establish a foothold in the fairy world. There is nothing wrong with taking refuge in the mortal world. Looking at the birth rings of the little old man, he probably entered the mortal world a long, long time ago.
Maybe it was a back-up left by the moon god in a certain life.
What a coincidence that he bumped into me.
Although he is a scumbag, he is still a god.
To be Xiuer's disciple, you must have special skills.
"Uncle Junior Master, are you here looking for me?" The Water God brought a jar of wine.
"That's right!" Zhao Yun took it and asked casually, "How long have you been in Yunyou Valley?"
"Three days." Xiao
The old man sat down cross-legged:
"Before this, I was sleeping in the Western Heaven and only woke up a few months ago."
"Xitian?" Zhao Yun became interested.
"The westernmost point in the world." the little old man said.
Saying this, Zhao Yun understood.
Since it is the westernmost point in the world, it is the two extremes from the East China Sea.
Well, that is, at the end of the world, there is also the road of mortals over there.
"There has been something strange in Yunyou Valley these past few days." Zhao Yun took a sip of wine.
"Yes." The little old man pointed to the distance, "There is a phantom mark over there."
"The brand is still there." Zhao Yun looked around and saw that the little old man was pointing to the arch bridge.
"It has been destroyed by me." The Water God pinched his beard.
Zhao Yun closed his eyes and glanced at this guy seriously.
No wonder I couldn't find it. It turned out to be this old boy's fault.
"This place is very extraordinary, involving time and space." The Water God said again.
Buzz!
What responded to him was a thundering roar.
It was Zhao Yun who opened it. It is rare that a god is here, and it is the right time to refine Hongmeng.
"Hongmeng Qi?"
When the little old man saw this, he couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise, and his eyes brightened.
It's not that he has never seen the most original Qi, but this is the first time he has seen such a quantity.
"Don't look at it, help." Zhao Yun firmly pressed the Hongmeng Sea.
"Okay!" The Water God immediately rolled up his sleeves and used the Soul Fire.
If the gods intervene, it will be easy, and the energy of Hongmeng will not make any big waves.
"When this thing is refined, I will take you to a good place." The Water God smiled.
"What a good place." Zhao Yun's soul fire was also surging like the sea.
"It's definitely a blessing for you." The little old man pretended, and his smile was very mysterious.