Chapter 211: The Threat of Master Sanyang (23, please subscribe!)
Hearing Master Sanyang's angry words, the body of the monk shrouded in black robes trembled slightly, and a hoarse male voice came from under the black robes:
"Senior, please calm down. It's not that I don't want to show my appearance. It's really that my appearance is too ugly. I'm afraid it will stain your eyes if I show it. I ask for your forgiveness, senior!"
"Senior said that the person he wanted to kill was a cheap servant, but this junior is a man. I guess he is not the person that senior is looking for!"
"If senior still has doubts, after entering the first level of the palace, junior is willing to reveal his face alone for senior to check!"
The man in the black robe's voice was full of fear and helplessness, and his words were extremely respectful.
I don't know how many people in the hall believed such a crude excuse.
The old demon Sanyang just sneered a few times without any response.
The figure under the black robe sounds like a man, but who knows what gender it is?
It doesn't mean that a woman can't sound like a man if she covers up. This skill is not difficult to learn.
As for the so-called "showing your face to him alone after entering the first level", the old demon Sanyang sneered at this.
The teleportation array upon entering the first level is a random teleportation. Who knows if you can meet this person?
Therefore, the old demon Sanyang was very suspicious of this man shrouded in black robes.
If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't take action here, he would have gone up and killed the black-robed man right now.
Who cares about all the nonsense reasons he gave.
However, the low and small posture of the man in black robes was in sharp contrast to the silent man in green robes with an evil ghost mask on his face.
This person actually looked like he didn't care about Sanyang Old Demon at all.
This made Old Demon Sanyang feel angry and at the same time, he also doubted the identity of the masked man even more.
Feeling confident?
Or was it that he was expected to not dare to take action here, so he completely ignored his words?
No matter what, Master Sanyang would not let this person go easily if he dared to offend him in full view of everyone in the hall.
He concluded that this person could not be a Nascent Soul cultivator. He knew all the Nascent Soul cultivators in Luan Xinghai, so there was no need for anyone to make such a cover-up.
Therefore, it must be the cultivation level of the elixir formation period.
How dare a little alchemy monk make such a wild and rebellious gesture?
Even if Wen Tianren is dead, you must be respectful in front of him when he is alive!
Master Sanyang cast his cold eyes on the man wearing the evil ghost mask sitting on the pillar.
Since the man in black robe has already made a gesture of pleading, let's let him go for the time being.
Anyway, he has made up his mind that after teleporting in, he must find these two people and kill them all.
So now, let’s see who dares to ignore him and be so arrogant!
Master Sanyang walked forward and stared coldly at the man wearing the evil ghost mask.
In the hall, the rest of the people looked at the scene in front of them with different expressions.
Everyone wanted to see who this monk who dared to offend Master Sanyang was.
Layman Qingyi and even Mrs. Wen all looked over.
The man in black robe looked at the man sitting on the pillar with worried eyes.
This person knew very well that if the masked man could not resist the pressure of Master Sanyang and took off the mask, then he would no longer be able to hide it.
Once Master Sanyang sets his sights completely on himself, he will be destined to die after entering the Xutian Palace!
Thinking of this, the man in black robe could not help but sigh deeply. He never thought that Master Sanyang would actually chase him into the Xutian Palace.
It didn't take long for him to offend this old demon. Where did he get a broken map of Xutian so quickly?
Could it be that you met a monk randomly on the road and killed and robbed it?
In the hall, under the attention of everyone, Master Sanyang said coldly: "I ask again, are you taking my words, ancestor, as a deaf ear?"
Sitting cross-legged on the pillar, the man wearing the evil ghost mask opened his eyes when he heard this. The light from the eye sockets of the evil ghost mask made people feel chilled after seeing it.
Facing Master Sanyang's aggressive questioning, he raised his eyelids and just said lightly:
"roll!"
roll!!!
One word, with great momentum, echoed in the hall, causing everyone's faces to look astonished from those who were originally prepared to watch a show.
This man actually told Master Sanyang to get lost?
Who is he?
What a courage!
For a moment, everyone in the hall seemed to be in a state of shock.
No one could remain calm, even Mrs. Wen, who had always been cold and indifferent, had a look of surprise on her face.
And layman Qingyi had a look of disbelief on his face, and thought to himself: "Is this person crazy? Does he think he didn't die fast enough?"
He thought to himself that even a Yuanying monk like him would not dare to say that word when faced with such a question from Master Sanyang.
Everyone in the hall looked at the man wearing the evil ghost mask as if he were a dead person.
After Master Sanyang heard this word, his fists hidden in his sleeves clenched tightly.
Burning anger surged in his heart, and he wished he could kill the person in front of him immediately!
"Okay! Very good! You'd better pray not to see me after entering!" Master Sanyang laughed angrily and said in an unusually cold tone.
"I'll give you the same words!" Ye Changsheng said coldly.
With such a tit-for-tat confrontation, it seemed that he was completely unafraid of Master Sanyang, so everyone in the hall looked at him in surprise and uncertainty.
Is this person full of confidence, or is he a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water?
Could it be that he was the person Master Sanyang wanted to kill, and because he knew he was in doom, he just risked his life?
"snort!"
Master Sanyang snorted angrily and said nothing more.
It's useless to talk more, and there's nothing you can do here. It will only make your face more embarrassing.
After entering, kill this person again!
No, you can't simply kill him, you have to capture him alive and torture him for hundreds of years to vent your anger!
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! By the way, the man in black robes must also be captured!
With this thought in his mind, Master Sanyang turned around and flew up to a pillar.
In his eyes, those two people were already dead!
When he reached the pillar, before he could make any move, a monk who was originally standing on the pillar immediately nodded and bowed, flattered him with two words of flattery, and quickly flew down to make way for the pillar.
In the main hall, a conflict subsided.
But everyone knows that the good show is yet to come. With such a rift in place, once the teleportation is in, these two people will definitely fight to the death.
"However, if this man wearing a mask dares to be so tough, is it possible that he is also a Nascent Soul cultivator?" layman Qingyi had such a guess in his mind.
However, they were unable to match the man in front of them with any Nascent Soul cultivator in Chaotic Star Sea.
There are only a few people in Luan Xinghai who dare to be so arrogant towards Master Sanyang, definitely not a few.
But those people either couldn't get in, or they didn't fit in at all.
"Could it be a transformed monster from the outer sea of stars?" A thought suddenly came to layman Qingyi's mind.
But then, he rejected this idea. The transformed monster beast could not enter the Inner Star Sea, let alone come to the Xutian Palace.
This man racked his brains, but couldn't figure out Ye Changsheng's identity, so he had to give up!
Because of the appearance of Master Sanyang, the atmosphere here became cold.
Those monks no longer dared to chat casually. They all closed their eyes and rested their minds, as if their souls were wandering in the sky.
The hall became quiet.
The few alchemy monks who were originally sitting on a pillar next to Ye Changsheng, after witnessing the scene just now, seemed to be afraid of offending the old demon Sanyang, so they jumped down silently.
I would rather sit cross-legged on the ground than sit next to Ye Changsheng.
As a result, the pillar next to Ye Changsheng became empty.
The man in black robe who was originally standing on the ground, after looking around for a while, suddenly flew towards the pillar and stood on it.
On the other side, Master Sanyang's eyes became even colder when he saw this scene.
"Fellow Taoist, the old demon Sanyang has made up his mind to kill both of us. Do you have any way to fight against him?"
As soon as the man in black robe came over, Ye Changsheng heard such a message.
"Fellow Taoist, let's cooperate. Only in this way can we have a glimmer of hope, otherwise we will definitely be killed by the old demon after entering!" The man in black robe continued, still with the same hoarse male voice.
"Before cooperation, don't you think you should reveal your identity first?" Ye Changsheng responded.
Speaking of which, he was actually somewhat curious about this man in black robe.
According to what Master Sanyang said, this person should be a woman. She ran to Xutian Palace again and was chased by Master Sanyang.
This made him wonder if this person had taken the script that originally belonged to Yuan Yao?
"Didn't fellow Taoist tell me your identity? Besides, what is your identity? Is it that important?" The man in black robe continued to respond, standing up as if he was unwilling to reveal his true identity.
After hearing this, Ye Changsheng sneered and stopped talking to this person.
His interest in this person was limited to his experience and identity. As for cooperation, there was no need at all.
Since the other party doesn’t want to reveal his identity, forget it!
Seeing his posture, the man in black robe also fell silent, not knowing what he was thinking.
Time continued to pass day by day, and after a few more days, the number of immortal cultivators who came here gradually decreased.
Sometimes, no one even came in all morning.
Until one afternoon, suddenly, footsteps sounded again at the entrance of the hall.
After the blue light flashed for a few times, two people walked in from outside one after another.
One is an old Taoist with white hair and a rosy face, and the other is a thin, dark old man dressed as an old farmer with a bitter look on his face.
As soon as they saw these two people, there was another commotion in the hall, and most people looked at these two people with awe.
Undoubtedly, they are all Nascent Soul monks.
Seeing these two people appear, layman Qingyi showed an evil look in his eyes.
Master Sanyang and Mrs. Wen, on the other hand, looked calm and unchanged.
"Fellow Daoist Tianwuzi, you righteous people are still here. I thought the news that you had the broken map of Xutian in your hands was false!" The Qingyi layman dressed as a Confucian scholar said with a smile.
"Humph, Qingyi, I didn't expect that even Ji Yin is dead, you still dare to come, you devils..."
The righteous Yuanying monk, who was called Tianwuzi, was about to say a few harsh words when he saw Layman Qingyi.
As a result, when he noticed Master Sanyang sitting on a pillar, his expression suddenly changed, and he choked back his harsh words.
"Why is this old devil here?"
Tian Wuzi had a look of shock and fear in his eyes. He turned around and looked at the old man dressed as an old farmer, and both saw the shock in the other's eyes.
"Hey, Tianwuzi, do you still want to slay demons and defend the Way when you get here? Aren't you afraid of being transformed in this Xutian Palace?" layman Qingyi said with a smile.
Master Sanyang, who was sitting on the pillar with his eyes closed all the time, heard this and looked at Tian Wuzi and the old farmer with cold eyes.
Although he doesn't get involved much in matters between good and evil, if someone wants to yell about slaying evil and protecting the way in front of him, then he won't be polite.
"Qingyi, who do you want to transform? How about you transform me too?"
Before the old man opened his mouth, another deep voice came from outside the hall.
When layman Qingyi heard this voice, his expression suddenly changed, but the beautiful middle-aged woman who had been silent suddenly raised her head, stared at the entrance and said coldly:
"Wan Tianming, you're here too!"
The beautiful middle-aged woman looked at the middle-aged man in purple robe and jade belt who came out of the entrance with an unfriendly expression.
He looked like he wanted to cause trouble for this person.
"Mrs. Wen is already here, why is it strange that Wan is here?"
This man had a square face, thick eyebrows, and two rows of gleaming white teeth. He glanced at Mrs. Wen casually, and then looked at layman Qingyi, giving people a feeling of overwhelming momentum.
Layman Qingyi was stared at so rudely, but he didn't say a word, his face was extremely gloomy.
Obviously, I don’t dare to offend this person!
In the hall, there was a faint sound of discussion. It seemed that this middle-aged man was very famous.
"I didn't expect that Wan Tianming, the master of Wanfa Sect, is here. He is also a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. Maybe we can use this person's power to resist the Three Yang Old Demon!" In Ye Changsheng's ears, the black robe suddenly came again.
human voice.
"Do you think Wan Tianming will stand up for you?" Ye Changsheng asked unceremoniously. He was becoming more and more curious about the identity of this man in black robes.
Faced with such a dangerous situation, this person could still remain calm and calmly look for a way out, which is quite impressive.
If an ordinary monk was chased by the Sanyang Old Demon like this, he would probably be so frightened that his mind would collapse.
"I know that there is a secret treasure in the inner hall of Xutian Temple that can make Yuanying monks attracted, but I don't know if I can persuade Wan Tianming with this!"
"But I'm more worried that Wan Tianming will directly kill me to search for souls. After all, with my cultivation, I really don't have much confidence to negotiate when facing these Nascent Soul Masters!" The man in black robe sighed.
"You are self-aware!" Ye Changsheng said unceremoniously.
Although Wan Tianming is a righteous monk, righteousness never means being a good person.
Wan Tianming is not a good person. If this person wants to conspire with Wan Tianming, he is undoubtedly seeking the skin of a tiger!