A gray giant beast that was more than three feet tall and six feet long appeared at the foot of the Four Sacred Mountains.
This giant beast has a head shaped like a horse's head and dark red eyes the size of apples.
It has a strong body similar to that of humans, with well-developed chest muscles that protrude like hills, and dense gray hair.
The two arms are as thick as big trees and covered with hard old skin.
And its lower limbs are even more peculiar, with eight legs and running like the wind.
An obvious long track was formed on the ground, and a large amount of dust was thrown up.
On its shoulders, stood three men dressed in different styles.
The man is about 20 years old, wearing a green Taoist robe and a white jade hairpin. He has a round face and smiles from time to time. Overall, he looks kind-hearted.
But the arrogance and anger that flashed from time to time in his eyes destroyed this harmonious perception.
Two other people.
There was a man in his forties, wearing a white Taoist robe with a lotus embroidered on his chest. He had a strong build and was full of energy and blood.
The other man had gray hair, wore a white robe of the same style, carried a black sword behind his back, and had a fierce look in his eyes like a tiger or wolf.
The arrival of three people and one beast immediately shocked the guardians of the Four Sacred Mountains.
"You, you... who are you?"
The old man guarding the mountain also has the fourth level of internal strength and is a good player in the world.
But in front of the ferocious beast that walked out of the myth, it seemed extremely small, even his words were stammered, and his face was extremely pale.
If it weren't for his loyalty to the sect, he would have probably turned around and ran away.
"Here comes the man who brings good fortune to you!" The young, round-faced Taoist said with a look of disdain on his face.
He didn't even bother to explain his origins, he just ignored the mountain guard and let the giant beast carry them up the mountain quickly.
"Who is coming?"
Many disciples of the Four Holy Mountains soon discovered these uninvited guests. Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, so they stepped forward to stop them.
"Roar!"
The ferocious beast that looked like a centaur opened its bloody mouth and spit out a blast of stinking wind.
Suddenly, these disciples were easily lifted into the air, and then hit the hard rock wall, vomiting blood.
When they reached the top of the mountain, they finally found it difficult to move forward and were blocked by three famous figures: Xie Shiguang, Yin Tianfeng, and Hua Chuanlin.
"Why are you here?" Yin Tianfeng asked in a deep voice.
After seeing the ferocious beast that was more than three feet tall, a look of shock could not help but appear in his eyes.
"Where is Liu Mang?" The round-faced Taoist priest ignored him and just turned around and looked around. He frowned and asked when he didn't see the person he was looking for.
Hua Chuanlin was furious: "Where did you come from, you little thief? Do you really think that the Four Saints Sect is your back garden?"
"How presumptuous!" shouted the round-faced Taoist priest.
Then, the two Daxueshan people on the shoulders of the ferocious beast floated down from above consciously.
The old man carrying the black sword sneered and said: "I have long heard that the four saints are one and can defeat the master. I want to see it today!"
Another majestic middle-aged man even had leering eyes and fierce words: "If you dare to insult the Taoist priest, you should be killed!"
The two of them, one with his sword drawn and the other with a fist, rushed towards Yin Tianfeng and the others like arrows, preparing to fight them directly on the top of the mountain.
The other end.
Liu Mang was currently competing with Sun Xiaocao in the martial arts arena at Zhuque Peak.
But how can he be so ruthless as to guide the other party?
So they sparred and sparred, and the two soon hugged each other, flirting and flirting.
boom!
On the top of Xuanwu Peak next door, a fierce battle suddenly broke out, and countless dust was thrown into the sky.
Liu Mang frowned, hugged Sun Xiaocao, floated into the air, and flew quickly towards Xuanwu Peak.
After practicing internal strength, he finally learned Qing Gong as he wished.
Although the speed may not be much faster than before, in terms of convenience and ease, it is not on the same level at all.
It takes less than two breaths.
Liu Mang and Sun Xiaocao had already arrived above Xuanwu Peak.
Wherever they look.
The four figures were fighting fiercely, with swords blazing horizontally, energy and blood surging, and true energy permeating the air. For a moment, it was impossible to tell who was up and who was down.
Two of them were Sun Xiaocao's master Hua Chuanlin and his master Yin Tianfeng.
Liu Mang flicked his fingers casually.
A ray of white energy, like a thread, shot out from his fingertips silently, hitting the two strangers one after another as fast as lightning.
"ah!"
Only two screams were heard, almost at the same time.
The celebrities of the Snow Mountain who were originally quite arrogant were now kneeling on the ground, struggling to get up.
An inconspicuous red spot appeared on each of their left and right knees. Blood was constantly overflowing from the surface, and the wound was gradually expanding.
Even if they use Qi to heal injuries or use Qi and blood to contract muscles, it won't have any effect.
He could only watch helplessly as his injuries worsened and he lost more and more blood.
The face of the round-faced Taoist priest standing on the shoulders of the ferocious beast suddenly turned gloomy.
"You are Liu Mang, you are so ruthless, don't you know what hospitality is?"
At this time, Liu Mang and Sun Xiaocao had fallen to the ground.
He looked at the round-faced Taoist priest with a strange look: "Idiot."
Hua Chuanlin even shouted angrily: "You brought ferocious beasts up the mountain without telling me, and even harmed our disciples one after another. How can you have the nerve to call yourself a guest?"
When the round-faced Taoist priest heard this, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.
Then he lightly stepped on the beast's shoulder.
Suddenly, the ferocious beast, which was more than three feet tall, turned to look at Liu Mang on the ground.
The muscles all over its body are bulging like hills, and its surface has veins that look like gray pythons, making it look extremely ferocious and terrifying.
He slowly raised his arms, and at the same time, his eight legs kept kicking towards the ground. Dust was flying, and it was obvious that he was going to attack Liu Mang.
"Um?"
Liu Mang's eyes narrowed.
His momentum suddenly increased at an extremely terrifying speed.
An invisible coercion spread out from him and swept across all directions.
Everyone present felt it was a little difficult to breathe.
On the surface.
The men, horses and ferocious beasts were more than three feet tall and six feet long, while Liu Mang was only less than seven feet tall and looked a bit petite in front of the ferocious beasts.
But in everyone's eyes, Liu Mang looked extremely tall at this moment.
It was as if a calm and inconspicuous lake suddenly transformed into a majestic and majestic towering peak reaching into the sky.
The momentum soared to the sky, almost tearing the sky apart, making people frightened and unable to resist at all.
In the confrontation with the ferocious beast, Liu Mang not only did not lose at all, but even had the potential to crush him.
"Woo..."
Like a man, horse and ferocious beast that came out of the wilderness, captured by Liu Mang's momentum, the tense muscles in his body gradually began to relax, and the ferocious light in his eyes slowly disappeared.
Finally, he let out a weak roar and turned his head away, not daring to attack Liu Mang again.
This unexpected change almost made the round-faced Taoist priest’s nose become angry.
But he was also shocked in his heart, knowing Liu Mang's terror, he was worthy of being a genius who could defeat the master Kong Huameng.
Despite this, the round-faced Taoist priest showed no sign of fear and even laughed.
Behind him stands a behemoth that can crush his own world. This is where his confidence lies.
"Yes, you are indeed quite capable. I am worthy of Senior Brother Mingyue to take a liking to you."
"Stop talking nonsense, who are you?" Hua Chuanlin asked impatiently.
Yin Tianfeng and Xie Shiguang didn't speak, but couldn't help but look at the two people lying on the ground dying.
The white snowdrops on the clothes on his chest and the inexplicable confidence of the round-faced Taoist priest made them think of some rumors, and their expressions were a little ugly.
"Oh? You want me to say it here?" The young round-faced Taoist priest looked around.
Seeing the dense crowd of young disciples from the Four Holy Sects around him, he sneered and said, "I'm afraid that most people here can't bear it. Some secrets will cost people's lives if they are known!"
"What are you talking about?"
"Fuck your grandma!"
"This kid is so arrogant, do you dare to fight me?"
After hearing this, the disciples of the Four Sacred Sect all turned red, feeling as if they had been greatly humiliated.
Xie Shiguang raised his hand, and the noise in the room suddenly fell silent.
"All disciples, return to your own houses immediately without any mistakes!"
After hearing the leader's words, most of the disciples present, although they looked unwilling, did not dare to refute and retreated obediently.
Only a few famous people who were descendants of famous people remained, and the headmaster had no intention of driving them away.
The round-faced Taoist priest looked proud and followed Yin Tianfeng, Sun Xiaocao and others to the headmaster's hall of Xuanwu Peak.
But he didn't even look at the two famous people from the Snowy Mountains who came with him and met a miserable end.
"Is your Excellency a disciple of Daxue Mountain?" Xie Shiguangcai asked in a deep voice when he came to the closed hall.
"The Snowy Mountains are nothing!"
The round-faced Taoist priest said something shocking, and then said something even more shocking: "My name is Qu Feng, but I am not from this world!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone present except Liu Mang changed their expressions.
But they reacted quickly.
Do you think this person called Qu Feng has lost his mind?
No wonder Xie Shiguang and others didn't believe it.
Just like in the world of Liu Mang's previous life, you suddenly met a tourist in a scenic spot, and the other person told you that he was an alien.
A normal person's first reaction would be that he is joking.
Seeing everyone's expressions, Qu Feng sneered.
Then he stretched out his two hands and placed them in the void in front of him. His lips moved slightly, as if he was reciting some mantra softly.
After two or three breaths.
"rise!"
call!
Three feet in front of him, a spiraling blue flame suddenly appeared.
It was constantly flowing and emitting extremely high temperatures, causing the temperature in the entire palace to rise by a few points in the blink of an eye.
"Disperse!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the flame disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared in this world.
"Is this a witchcraft?" Hua Chuanlin said somewhat incoherently.
As for Xie Shiguang and Yin Tianfeng, although they did not speak, anyone could see the shocked expressions in their eyes.
Including Sun Xiaocao and several other core disciples who came in, their expressions were horrified, as if they had been struck by lightning.
For martial arts practitioners who have only been exposed to internal and external skills, the magic in the world of immortality is not much different from that of immortality.
This had a huge impact on the worldview they had developed since childhood.
Liu Mang watched with cold eyes.
What he was thinking was that this man named Qu Feng, like those who were chasing Kong Huameng, should belong to the bottom of the world of immortality.
Casting spells is so slow, no wonder you need to use talismans to coordinate.
Qu Feng glanced around with a proud look in his eyes, admiring the shocked looks of these natives.
But when he saw Liu Mang with calm eyes, he felt very unhappy inside.
What the hell are you pretending to be?
Qu Feng cursed in his heart, so he decided to use a more powerful killing move.
He walked to a large porcelain pot with green radish planted in the hall.
Then he took out a pure white jade bottle from his arms.
Qu Feng's eyes flashed with a hint of physical pain.
But thinking of Mingyue's instructions, I opened the cork, poured out a small amount of green liquid, and put it into the porcelain basin.
It takes less than ten breaths.
The green radish in the porcelain pot began to stretch and grow at a speed visible to the naked eye. The green branches and leaves completely climbed out of the porcelain pot and spread on the ground in a dense mass.
Qu Feng could only be heard saying proudly: "This is the art of cultivating immortals! It can control the five elements, move mountains and seas, fly into the sky and into the earth, and even live forever!"
As soon as this statement came out, it was matched with his vivid performance just now.
Endless shock surged into everyone's heart.
Even Liu Mang, although he already knew that the other party was an immortal cultivator, was still shocked by his methods.
At the same time, an uncontrollable desire for the art of cultivating immortals arose in my heart.
Seeing everyone's performance, Qu Feng was finally satisfied this time.
"How can one learn the art of cultivating immortals like this?" After Xie Shiguang died, a core disciple of the Four Sacred Sect couldn't help but ask.
Others also looked over.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Qu Feng sneered: "Oh, not to mention that learning immortal magic requires spiritual roots, you may not be able to pick one among ten thousand people.
What's more important is that even in the upper realm, our sect has a great reputation. There is never a shortage of people who seek the Tao, and we would rather lack than waste.
In your world, it almost never recruits disciples."
Upon hearing this, the light in the disciple's eyes dimmed instantly.
Qu Feng then looked at Liu Mang, the biggest goal of this trip, and also extended an olive branch: "The road is ruthless, and the law should not be passed lightly.
But our sect's Taoist Priest Mingyue, who is stationed in this world, heard that you, Liu Mang, are quite capable. He took pity on your talent and prepared to accept you as a Taoist protector.
As long as you are loyal in the future and have his recommendation, you may not be able to truly join the sect one day."
"Oh? Taoist Master Mingyue values me so much?" Liu Mang said with a smile.
"There must be some conditions for becoming this guardian warrior."
"That's natural. You must swear an oath to your soul, swear to be loyal to Taoist Master Mingyue to the death, and never betray him for the rest of your life. Otherwise, your soul will be scattered after death, and you will never be reincarnated!"
Then, Qu Feng took out a scroll from his arms: "This is an oath deed. It is expensive and not everyone is qualified to enjoy it. Come here, kneel down and swear!"
After saying that, he looked at Liu Mang confidently.
It seemed that having Liu Mang kneel down was a great gift.
After hearing this, Yin Tianfeng, who was a little worried that Liu Mang would be tempted, couldn't help but smile.
Liu Mang looked at Qu Feng expressionlessly.
"Hey, why don't you come over?"
Qu Feng was wondering.
Then Liu Mang stretched out his right hand, with his five fingers forming claws, and gently pulled him back.
All the air in the entire hall seemed to be completely pulled away by Liu Mang's action, and a strong wind instantly formed in the room, overturning the potted plants, tables and chairs.
The scroll in Qu Feng's hand experienced a huge suction force at this moment.
He was caught off guard and flew out quickly in Liu Mang's direction.
"You dare!"
Qu Feng was furious, his vitality surged in his body, he quickly moved forward and grabbed the scroll.
boom!
Immediately afterwards, he flew back at an even faster speed, vomiting blood.
Qu Feng fell to the ground, and it took him a while to regain his footing.
His eyes flashed with murderous intent, and a yellow talisman suddenly appeared between his fingers.
Just as he was about to start, his expression changed and he stopped.
At some point, a white Gang Qi dagger appeared on his neck, leaning against it quietly.
As long as he makes any abnormal movement, blood will definitely be splashed five steps away!
"Liu Mang, don't make the mistake of making yourself an enemy of our sect!" Qu Feng threatened, "You can never imagine the strength of our sect. If you just take out a little bit, you can destroy your entire world."
Grind it into powder!"
"So, now he can't even catch my defeated general, but he has killed so many people?" Liu Mang said with a smile.
"You!" Qu Feng wanted to retort, but was silent.
What Liu Mang said made sense, but he was speechless.
"I want to study this scroll carefully. When you show your strength, come to me again." Liu Mang made nonsense.
He didn't want to break up with the power behind the Snowy Mountains right now, and he would delay it as long as possible.
But Qu Feng actually believed it.
Because no matter how he thought about it, he felt that it was impossible for Liu Mang to refuse their gift.
The only reason may be just because of doubts about their strength.
At the same time, feeling that it was useless and embarrassing to stay here, Qu Feng turned around and left angrily.
Return to the Snowy Mountains.
To save face, Qu Feng temporarily concealed Liu Mang's seizure of the scroll.
Instead, it elaborated on Liu Mang's doubts about their strength, so he was still waiting and watching.
"Humph, you don't know how to praise me!" Mingyue looked a little unsatisfied.
But he was even more angry at Liu Mang's questioning: "A bunch of trash, they can't even do anything to Kong Huameng now!"
As a result, Mingyue once again sent more ferocious beasts and more monks originally used to guard the mountain to join the army that captured Kong Huameng.
…
puff!
Somewhere in the wilderness.
A man in ragged clothes who looked like a savage fell weakly on the grass, vomiting blood while desperately trying to regain his strength.
He was shocked and angry.
Just now, there were actually more than a dozen monks hiding in the dense forest and attacking him at the same time. It was really disrespectful of martial ethics.
If it weren't for his current cultivation level and his continuous breakthroughs in the constant pursuit, he would have died long ago without any luck.
"grass!"
Kong Huameng couldn't help but use foul language, his expression was sad and angry, and there were many question marks in his heart.
I don’t know why, but Daxue Mountain suddenly increased its efforts to pursue him.