Battle! Chaos in the Three Realms and Six Paths! 15
The appearance of Leng Yutai made everyone in the cultivators panic. What is going on? What is the origin of this handsome but indifferent young man?
What worries all the cultivators the most is that they each went to detect the spiritual power of the person in front of them, but... they found nothing.
There are only two possibilities for this situation. One is that this person has no spiritual power, and the other is that his cultivation is too much beyond his own. And seeing how he appeared in an instant and killed a ghost disciple with a snap of his fingers, we knew that
, he is definitely the latter.
The cold breath went straight into everyone's lungs, and coupled with the surrounding snow-white glaciers, it seemed a bit dignified and desolate.
Ling Wuhui had no favorable impressions of Leng Yutai who appeared out of thin air. The emperor he had so kindly 'rescued' had been trying every means to kill himself since he recovered. First he went to the Forest of Death, then he was wanted by the whole city, and then
Later, Ling Wudi spied on him and Wu Chang in the inner palace. Not only did she confirm that Leng Yutai was not a bad person, she also felt that the memories of her two lives, plus the memory fragments brought by the Phoenix's essence, were not his.
opponent……
"What do you mean? Who are you?" Old Man Hong said dissatisfiedly to Leng Yutai with a blushing face after his shorts were uncovered.
A deep smile appeared on Leng Yutai's lips, but he did not answer. He fiddled with the golden tassels hanging from his bun with his fingers, looking extremely disdainful.
Seeing Leng Yutai's performance, Wu Chang already knew what he meant. He stood up and said to Hong Laodao with great arrogance: "Are you worthy of asking my master? Humph! I don't know what to say!"
The cultivation disciples were even more stunned this time. Such a young boy appeared in front of them and said to their elder, "I don't know what to say?"
Sure enough, as soon as the words came out of his mouth, Honglaodao had already shown murderous intent. The floating dust staff in his hand looked like a good magic weapon. The moment he switched from his left hand to his right hand, a spiritual attack was directed at Wu Chang's heart.
.
Wuhan, Ling Wudi, and Bai Zhener saw it here, but they didn't intend to speak. They just looked at it indifferently. After all, it would be good if they didn't fight with Leng Yutai. The cultivators over there, especially some low-level disciples,
His eyes widened, knowing that Old Man Hong had taken action, but he couldn't see clearly where the spiritual power was taking action.
Looking at Leng Yutai and Wuchang again, Wuchang stood beside Leng Yutai after he finished speaking, docile and respectful. He saw the spiritual power rushing to Wuchang's heart, but Wuchang still faced Leng Yutai with a touch of charm on his lips,
It makes people sick to see it.
The spiritual power was mixed with the thin ice slag rolled up on the ice, roaring over. Even Ling Wudi and others who were standing closer to Leng Yutai and others felt the power of this spiritual power and activated the spiritual power protection.
Himself, but Leng Yutai and Wu Chang didn't seem to notice it at all.
However, when everyone thought Wu Chang was dead, the spiritual attack with 500 power came out. When it arrived in front of Wu Chang, there was just a breeze, blowing Wu Chang's robe, and nothing else.
The cultivator was stunned, Ling Wudi frowned, Wuhan narrowed his eyes and looked at the disgusting master and servant again. The most depressing person was Hong Laodao. He had used 50% of his spiritual power just now, and he...
Are you a Mahayana practitioner?
At the moment when everyone was stunned and confused, Leng Yutai coughed lightly and said with a smile but not a smile: "Master Hong, I have said that your cultivation is unorthodox, why do you have such a short memory?"
As soon as he finished speaking, before Old Man Hong could hurriedly retort, Leng Yutai's eyes suddenly turned cold. He straightened up while sitting on the sedan chair and waved his arms. No one could realize what was going on. They saw Old Man Hong's body.
He retreated 100 meters, no, he was knocked back 100 meters, and then a mouthful of blood spurted onto the ice, printing a blood red. The appearance of Leng Yutai made all the cultivators feel nervous. What is going on?
What is the origin of this handsome but cold young man?
What worries all the cultivators the most is that they each went to detect the spiritual power of the person in front of them, but... they found nothing.
There are only two possibilities for this situation. One is that this person has no spiritual power, and the other is that his cultivation is too much beyond his own. And seeing how he appeared in an instant and killed a ghost disciple with a snap of his fingers, we knew that
, he is definitely the latter.
The cold breath went straight into everyone's lungs, and coupled with the surrounding snow-white glaciers, it seemed a bit dignified and desolate.
Ling Wuhui had no favorable impressions of Leng Yutai who appeared out of thin air. The emperor he had so kindly 'rescued' had been trying every means to kill himself since he recovered. First he went to the Forest of Death, then he was wanted by the whole city, and then
Later, Ling Wudi spied on him and Wu Chang in the inner palace. Not only did she confirm that Leng Yutai was not a bad person, she also felt that the memories of her two lives, plus the memory fragments brought by the Phoenix's essence, were not his.
opponent……
"What do you mean? Who are you?" Old Man Hong said dissatisfiedly to Leng Yutai with a blushing face after his shorts were uncovered.
A deep smile appeared on Leng Yutai's lips, but he did not answer. He fiddled with the golden tassels hanging from his bun with his fingers, looking extremely disdainful.
Seeing Leng Yutai's performance, Wu Chang already knew what he meant. He stood up and said to Hong Laodao with great arrogance: "Are you worthy of asking my master? Humph! I don't know what to say!"
The cultivation disciples were even more stunned this time. Such a young boy appeared in front of them and said to their elder, "I don't know what to say?"
Sure enough, as soon as the words came out of his mouth, Honglaodao had already shown murderous intent. The floating dust staff in his hand looked like a good magic weapon. The moment he switched from his left hand to his right hand, a spiritual attack was directed at Wu Chang's heart.
.
Wuhan, Ling Wudi, and Bai Zhener saw it here, but they didn't intend to speak. They just looked at it indifferently. After all, it would be good if they didn't fight with Leng Yutai. The cultivators over there, especially some low-level disciples,
His eyes widened, knowing that Old Man Hong had taken action, but he couldn't see clearly where the spiritual power was taking action.
Looking at Leng Yutai and Wuchang again, Wuchang stood beside Leng Yutai after he finished speaking, docile and respectful. He saw the spiritual power rushing to Wuchang's heart, but Wuchang still faced Leng Yutai with a touch of charm on his lips,
It makes people sick to see it.
The spiritual power was mixed with the thin ice slag rolled up on the ice, roaring over. Even Ling Wudi and others who were standing closer to Leng Yutai and others felt the power of this spiritual power and activated the spiritual power protection.
Himself, but Leng Yutai and Wu Chang didn't seem to notice it at all.
However, when everyone thought Wu Chang was dead, the spiritual attack with 500 power came out. When it arrived in front of Wu Chang, there was just a breeze, blowing Wu Chang's robe, and nothing else.
The cultivator was stunned, Ling Wudi frowned, Wuhan narrowed his eyes and looked at the disgusting master and servant again. The most depressing person was Hong Laodao. He had used 50% of his spiritual power just now, and he...
Are you a Mahayana practitioner?
At the moment when everyone was stunned and confused, Leng Yutai coughed lightly and said with a smile but not a smile: "Master Hong, I have said that your cultivation is unorthodox, why do you have such a short memory?"
As soon as he finished speaking, before Old Man Hong could hurriedly retort, Leng Yutai's eyes suddenly turned cold. He straightened up while sitting on the sedan chair and waved his arms. No one could realize what was going on. They saw Old Man Hong's body.
He retreated 100 meters backward, no, he was knocked back 100 meters, and then a mouthful of blood spurted onto the ice, printing a bloody red patch.