His cold eyes stared intently at the pair of bright golden stars.
The evil ghost Taoist opened his fangs lightly: "I gave you a chance and allowed you two paths."
"Either leave or surrender."
"You didn't choose any of them, do you think the person behind you can protect you? If he was upright, he wouldn't let you be the first person, the pawn!"
"Scream for him to come out and ask him to save you."
"See if your choice is right or wrong."
The single-horned long sword of ‘King Di Tu’ rotated slightly.
The great sage Ang Ming held on tightly with his hands.
Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, but he remained stubbornly silent. The Dharma appeared, and a magic weapon suddenly flew out from the sea of consciousness, heading straight for the evil ghost Taoist wearing a mask.
Wu Rong sneered, and the earth spirit turned around and turned into armor to protect him.
"Before crossing the river, hit the middle stream."
"ban!"
Ang Ming suddenly felt that more than half of the magical power he had unleashed had become a cage to imprison him. The great sage he had just entered was unable to fight back in the hands of this person. How could he not be shocked?
The shadow of the Daoguang technique flashed past, and Ang Ming realized that his body was no longer useful.
He did not shout or shout as Wu Rong said, nor did he say who was instructing him, or he never thought he was being instigated by whom.
He has clearly realized Wu Rong's strength.
He couldn't compete with such a level of cultivation, let alone the fact that he was in charge of a magical weapon that was specifically designed to defeat the soul.
Perhaps once he escapes and flies away, his soul will be immediately captured by the magic weapon, and he will never be reincarnated again.
Ang Ming laughed sadly.
As a disciple, receiving the grace of the master is like reinventing oneself, taking two or three steps forward and becoming a great sage. If he can even make such a simple mistake, an invitation from an unknown prince can scare him, and he will
I am not worthy of guarding the Jiming Mountain in the southwest and Lihuo Cave Heaven for my master.
"Right or wrong? Nonsense."
Just one death.
His face was grim.
He opened his mouth and let out a mysterious breath and chanted: "Explode..."
Wu Rong looked shocked.
The Great Sage Ang Ming actually wanted to explode the heaven and earth within his body.
This only aroused his anger.
Those who are to be killed are loyal ministers and generals. The more loyal the ministers are, the more they will die. The idlers and those who know the current affairs will not die. Only such stubborn people will die, and they must die, otherwise the southwest will no longer be stable.
The long sword goes further.
"well."
"Idiot."
A faint sigh fell from the sky, and thousands of spiritual ideas came to rest in an instant.
A Taoist king wearing gray robes came from afar.
The six wings are like the long hair of an owl, spreading down wantonly.
When he came through the air, the surrounding area was like winter snowfall, and it was covered with ice for thousands of miles.
Those noisy sounds also disappeared in an instant.
The heaven and earth were silent.
Wu Rong looked over in horror.
Suddenly I realized that this trip was not as simple as I thought.
He thought that there was a big force like the Ghost Clan standing behind Jiming Mountain, but when facing him, the other party would definitely not dare to take action directly without taking any risk.
Unexpectedly, the person who came to me was a simple Taoist master.
He has six wings on his head, is wearing a gray robe, and carries a huge gourd on his back.
Taoist Owl twisted his long beard with his withered fingers and said with a sigh: "Little friend, please wait a moment."
Say so.
In fact, Wu Rong could not take action at all.
It's not that he has never seen Dao Lord before, but none of them are as shocking as the Taoist Owl in front of him.
Wu Rong couldn't even understand how the other party acted, let alone decipher it.
At that moment, my heart sank.
Turn around and look.
Only the Great Sage Angming and Master Ruzang were present and could still maintain their spiritual consciousness freely.
The entire Jiming Mountain seems to be completely covered by the sky.
What a magical power this is.
Secretly thinking: ‘It’s broken.’
He said he didn't notify Master, but that was just an excuse.
According to Master Tushanjun's temperament, he should be found the moment he leaves the palace. However, Master does not want to expose this matter, so the best possibility is to hide around to protect his safety.
This Taoist is so powerful right now, I'm afraid...
Taojun Owl looked past Wu Rong and looked behind him.
There was a tall evil ghost Taoist standing there.
Isn't it the Tushanjun who came here?
Tu Shanjun looked serious.
Wu Rong followed Taoist Owl's gaze and looked back.
Pupils shrink.
What he saw was the red-haired 'Ghost King' with an emperor's hair on his head, wearing a disguised armor robe from hell, and ten small flags behind his back. One of the 'Ghost King''s pale palms fell on his shoulder, and the other hand held a green and black hand.
Long banner.
Red hair at the top corner.
Green-faced fangs.
This was the first time that Wu Rong saw his master display his full magical power before taking any action.
His magical powers are second only to the reincarnation of the Ghost King and the power of the Soul Gathering Flag. You can imagine what kind of pressure the Owl Taoist in front of you has brought to your master.
Tushanjun really felt it.
The simple Taoist rhyme and the long-standing blazing heat from ancient times are like the fire in myth turning into black edges and surrounding them into clouds.
It was clear that the person in front of him was just Taoist Master, but he had a strange aura. Tushanjun suddenly thought of something, that was the 'Feng Taoist' of Tianyang Shenzong.
They are a type of monks.
"Fellow Taoists, there is no need to carry great hostility. I have no intention of hindering your important things."
Owl Daojun slightly cupped his hands and said helplessly: "The people below don't understand, but the people above are tit-for-tat."
"The people in the middle are different."
"I understand but don't want to get involved. Pindao is the middle man."
'middle?'
Tu Shanjun's heart flashed through his mind, but he did not recognize it.
Judging from the aura of the person in front of him, he should be at the top of this world, but I don't quite understand how the person in front of him is still the Taoist Lord even though he carries the inspiration from the mythical age. Taoist Feng is suspected of being an ancient emperor.
As far as he knew, Daojun did not have such a long lifespan.
"Senior has really praised us. I think both Senior and Fengzu are unparalleled powers."
Tu Shanjun retracted his palm and bowed slightly in salute.
Owl Daojun laughed: "Have you seen Old Phoenix? That's right, he is making a bet with others and will not move easily. You come from the Eastern Wasteland, so there is nothing wrong with you seeing him."
Lord Owl looked up and down, then fell on Wu Rong, and said: "Little friend, my disciple has offended me, please forgive me."
"Ang Ming."
"Why bother with persistence, just give it back to them."
The Great Sage Aung Ming looked stunned, opened his mouth, and finally said yes.
He actually really wanted to ask why the master, despite his extremely powerful cultivation, seemed unwilling to interfere. As long as the master gently raised his hand, perhaps the holy king in front of him would be wiped out.
After all, I still didn't ask. After all, he was just a registered disciple.
He never even thought that Master would appear.
Ang Ming sticks to his own way.
Owl Daojun said as if chatting: "My disciple is staying here to obey my order."
"There are hundreds of caves and blessed lands here, and the most precious one is undoubtedly the one that was transformed by the death of a fire dragon. So I ordered him to stay here and absorb the essence of Lihuo."
"It's not easy to be a casual cultivator."
"It's not easy to return. Why did you kill the Luo Dushan envoy?"
Tu Shanjun did not give in. This matter must be resolved, otherwise Wu Rong's power would be lost.
The entire southwest will be corrupted by Ang Ming's rebellion, not to mention it will further affect the land of Demon Hades.
All the saints and heroes who were in the Demon Underworld were watching.
There needs to be an explanation for this.
Ang Ming's face suddenly turned red and his lips moved slightly: "I will bear the responsibility myself."
He killed people to strengthen his position.
Owl Daojun looked like "the child is stupid", shook his head slightly, and said with a smile: "Don't listen to his nonsense, what can he bear?"
"It's also my fault, Old Taoist, that I didn't make it clear to this disciple in advance."
"Let's do this..."
As he spoke, he took out a thumb-sized fang from his sleeve robe, and the fang was tied with a thin rope.
"Hey." The old man threw the fangs over.
As soon as he got it, Tu Shanjun looked shocked.
"Your Yin-Yang Dao and Taiyin profound power are extremely solid. Gee, they are comparable to Xingjun."
"However, yang power comes from extreme yin, and it has not grown strong after all. Therefore, your yin and yang have not been fully utilized. It is enough to meet ordinary monks. Once you encounter a strong enemy, you will definitely be seen through by the opponent."
"This tooth came from the White Tiger of the Four Spirits. It is an extremely yang thing and contains the fierce power of the White Tiger. If it can be refined, it will be of great benefit to you."
Owl Daojun grabbed it casually, and Ang Ming immediately fell into his hands.
He reached into his sleeves and took out a seal, raised his hand and threw it to Wu Rong and said, "Here."
Wu Rong caught the seal.
Mr. Owl Taoist felt a burst of pain and said, "I just stole some Lihuo Essence and paid the price of two treasures."
"That's all."
"This seal can open the world's caves, which can be regarded as compensation for the old Taoist."
Looking at the Ming Ming Sage in his hand, Taoist Owl touched it with his withered palm.
The feather in his hand suddenly turned into a body of flesh and blood, exactly the same as Ang Ming, and it just fell on Wu Rong's sword, and even the aura of spiritual intelligence was not different at all.
"Where's the soul?"
"The soul is locked in the prison." Ang Ming responded quickly.
Taoist Owl nodded with satisfaction and said: "Fellow Taoist, little friend, your envoy's soul is still there. It saves the old Taoist a lot of effort, so go and find it quickly."
"The old man is leaving now."
"Right."
"One last piece of advice."
"If you want to go to Guxian Tower for an appointment, I suggest you go there earlier. Yuan Tong should not be underestimated. With the help of Guxian Tower, we may be able to gather three flowers together."
"Of course, you are extraordinary!"
Mr. Owl's head turned half a circle.
"Not to mention, he can vaguely see 'walking the path for heaven'. This is a manifestation of destiny, and there should be great luck."
Owl Daojun is obviously talking about Wu Rong.
There was also admiration and surprise in his eyes.
Wu Rong's path is clearly on behalf of heaven, and it is destined to perfect heaven and earth. Whoever kills this person will not only be punished by the supporters behind him, but may also be targeted by God.
This is why he tried his best to distance himself from the relationship.
Only those stupid monks and monks who don't understand the situation in the world will enter the game.
For example, there is Niu Hong, Ming Ming...
Thinking that he is such a loose person, I wish I could stay away.
"I have the guts to ask you something," Tu Shanjun asked, cupping his hands.
"you say."
"Who exactly is the person above mentioned by senior?"
Owl Daojun looked at Tushanjun with a half-smile, and said calmly: "Actually, you know it very well."
"It seems that you have many choices, but just like me, a disciple, I have no choice."
"It's not that there isn't..."
"But apart from this choice, I don't want to choose anything else."
An update today.
I had a bad stomach and was in a coma for a long time.