The instinct of a person who is pressed by countless forces is to fall down.
Venerable Liku's sword light protects the body.
He withstood the impact of the shrine behind him that was as powerful as hell.
Sui Er.
Three lights flashed in front of him.
One red, one white, one black!
When his eyes gathered together, he realized that it was not light at all, but three steel needles.
It doesn't fit that it was a steel needle, because the steel needle was really huge, more like a huge nail. In just a short time, his body-protecting energy was completely wiped out.
Phew.
Three blood flowers bloomed.
Huge iron nails like small banners were holding down his body.
"Fake?!"
Venerable Liku was surprised and lost his voice.
He originally thought that the three nails were real, but he didn't expect that when he removed his magic power to remove them, he discovered that the three nails were illusory. It turned out that the sword move just now was a false move to resist.
The seemingly useless giant shrine rising behind him was the real killing move, not the three-sided thorn that he regarded as the key.
boom!
The shrine stirs up the black water.
Countless black and red silk threads pierced into Venerable Liku's body like steel needles.
For a moment, Venerable Liku felt as if thousands of arrows were piercing his heart behind him.
The tight threads prevented him from moving.
Tu Shanjun nodded with satisfaction.
He didn't want to kill anyone other than Fa Hui because he wanted to scare the monkeys. Especially since this person was the genius of the Great Galaxy Palace and held a holy sword in his hand. Killing him would only lead to endless troubles.
His manpower is exhausted, and he doesn't want to put himself in a situation like Xiao Huangyu.
At that time, his strength was at the top of the group, so don't suppress him. Now, any of the great geniuses and candidates are all in the late stage of divine transformation. His current strength is not enough to dominate.
Just as Venerable Qingluan said, Lord Tushan was still merciful.
…
Tushanjun was about to use his magical power when he saw an infinite light rising in the distance.
Immediately afterwards, an illusory figure gradually solidified in the sky.
It was a white-haired old man in a red robe, looking at everyone with cold eyes.
His spiritual consciousness was even locked on Tushanjun.
The old man seemed to be suppressing his anger and shouted: "Get up here!"
"Say who?"
"Of course it means us."
Chen Tianba held his forehead.
He has never been so embarrassed as he is today.
Not only were they scared away, but they were also shouted around by veteran monks.
However, he had to go. The Ancient Clan was indeed stronger than the Celestial Weapon Holy Land, but it was not much better. No one wanted to offend the weapon refiners, especially in a refining holy land like the Celestial Weapon Holy Land.
"Junior Huang Tuo."
"Chen Tianba."
"Junior Qingluan, I have met the Lord of Zhuyue City."
Zhuyue snorted coldly, waved her sleeves and said, "Is there another one?"
"Back to senior, Fa Hui has died at the hands of this person, and Yang Shen has fled."
The arrogant and domineering Chen Tianba immediately became a good boy.
Nothing like the slutty look just now.
"I am Ying Yutian."
"Who is in front of you? Tell me your name!"
Ying Yutian flicked his sleeves and robe, showing the majesty of the sub-sage.
A thought causes the heaven and earth to move, and an anger causes ghosts and gods to frighten.
There is no doubt about Ying Yutian's ability to become the city lord of Wanwu City.
Years of practice have made his Taoist cultivation unfathomable. Even if he is still in the realm of a venerable, he is far from what these immature children can compare with now.
Tushanjun raised his hands and saluted: "I'm here, Tushanjun."
"What sect and what sect?!"
"Wild Fox Zen."
"snort."
Ying Yutian sneered.
If Yehu Chan could achieve such strength, he should find a piece of tofu to kill him.
Not only him, but all the venerable people in the world must do this.
This is not the way to fool people.
Since this person doesn't want to say it, he doesn't intend to force it.
Just let everyone stay.
After the investigation comes to light, they will notify their sect family to come and collect the person.
"Because of what?"
Ying Yutian looked at the other three people.
He moved his eyes again and came to the monk under the shrine.
Surprised, he gathered his divine light.
Obviously he recognized Venerable Li Ku.
The three of them looked at each other in shock, including Lord Liku who was locked in the shrine. They all had a tacit understanding and no one revealed Tushanjun's secret.
Each one of them hesitated to speak, but looked like they didn't know how to express themselves.
Chen Tianba said with a smile: "I'm just kidding."
Turning his head, he happened to see Ying Yutian's livid old face.
The old man cursed angrily: "Chen Tianba, this is the City of All Things, do you think this is your ancient clan's family?"
"If you use such rhetoric to perfunctory me, I will kill you with one slap. Your ancestor will not be able to say even a single word of no. How dare you smile playfully at me here."
"you say!"
Ying Yutian pointed at Huangtuo.
"Ah I?"
Huang Tuo racked his brains to think of reasons.
"If you can't beat a fart with three sticks, have the monks in the ancient temple even lost their brains through the training?"
"If he doesn't say it, you say it!"
Qingluan swallowed, forced a smile in front of him and said, "Senior, it's all a misunderstanding..."
Ying Yutian was furious.
"How brave!"
"Since you don't want to say it, then don't say it."
Originally, I felt depressed after being in seclusion and touching the realm of saints.
Being suddenly disturbed, Ying Yutian did not take action directly, which was already a favor to the group. Now these three people are still pushing back and forth, looking like they are determined to fool him, and their attitude is even more irritating.
"Everyone follow me."
Ying Yutian, who had already turned around, paused in his steps.
Because he heard an inappropriate remark.
"I dont go."
Look sideways.
I saw a face with three identical faces.
The green face is like a painting, divided into black and white.
The two horns are like swords and halberds pointing towards the sky.
Serious and serious.
Everyone was silent again.
It would do them no good to reveal Tushanjun's secret.
They all spent spiritual stones to come here. Now if they say it, they will give up to the Holy Land of Heavenly Weapons.
If the main soul could leave, that would be what they wanted to see.
Everyone looked at each other, and Huang Tuo took the initiative to speak: "Everyone is responsible for the work. I am the first to take action. I will go back with the seniors."
Chen Tianba rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "My ancient tribe is willing to compensate you."
"A little girl will never evade responsibility!"
Venerable Qingluan raised his hand.
Ying Yutian frowned.
They were fighting in a ball just now, why are they united now?
Even the dullest person can see that there must be some unknown trick in it. And the key to all this should be in this person.
Thinking of this, Ying Yutian's eyes fell on Tu Shanjun again.
Those tiger eyes seemed to penetrate the main soul.
"This level of cultivation definitely comes from a large sect."
"Looking at its spiritual aura, it is majestic and majestic. It seems like there is a demonic aura lingering around. In fact, it is not a smelly demonic aura, but a blazing firework. It faintly reveals the authentic Taoism."
"This person has an extraordinary origin."
"But why did everyone join forces to deal with him alone?" Ying Yutian frowned.
Within a moment, my forehead relaxed.
He doesn't need to know at all.
As long as this person is detained, he will be in an invincible position. By then, whether it is magical power secrets, heavenly materials or earthly treasures, divine weapons and sharp weapons will fall into the Holy Land of Heavenly Weapons.
Tu Shanjun narrowed his eyes slightly, and he could vaguely see Ying Yutian's thoughts.
He is not afraid of Ying Yutian. The sub-sage is tricky, but he is not invincible. The evil energy in his flag is enough to support him to live another life.
However, the City of All Things is backed by the Heavenly Artifact Holy Land, and the person who is feared is the Holy Lord of the Heavenly Artifact Holy Land.
Not to mention the ancestor Daojun.
With his understatement, Lord Jambudvipa left a deep psychological shadow on the main soul.
"I invite you to go to the city lord's mansion as a guest."
"I don't want to go."
"It's not up to you."
Ying Yutian shook his head slightly.
Tushanjun calculated the remaining mana.
I couldn't help but laugh.
wry smile!
It seems that he is always trying his best.
Just try your best.
At least there is still life to fight for.
There is not much mana left, and all these great magical powers are too wasteful.
That is to say, the Dao Demon Tongshi has not been released, otherwise if it is turned on again, Bannu's mana must be completely drained. Without the support of mana, he will truly become a dead thing.
Twisting and sealing.
The main soul looked at Ying Yutian.
"You have to fight with me."
Ying Yutian laughed heartily.
No one has dared to challenge him for how many years.
He had to admit that Tu Shanjun was a powerful monk, and these little kids were no match for him. Even Li Ku, who was holding the Black Emperor Sword, was defeated in his hands.
However, in this world, every mountain is higher than the other.
As a monk of the older generation, he felt that his failure to become a saint was just a matter of chance and luck.
Otherwise, he would have become a saint and returned to the Heavenly Artifact Holy Land, and he would still be the city lord of Lao Shizi.
"well."
"I will give you a chance."
"But I tell you in advance, you can't leave!"
"He can leave."
A majestic and loud voice came.
Everyone followed the sound.
I saw a monk wearing a hat on his head.
"It's him."
"who?"
"Don't you pay attention to your competitors?"
Chen Tianba looked at Huang Tuo beside him in surprise.
Huang Tuo chuckled and said: "At that time, I was so excited when I heard about the spiritual treasures, and all my attention was on the price. You don't know, but I was so angry at that time. I didn't have time to pay attention to my competitors. And
I feel that since I have already come out on top, I don’t need to do what he wants anymore.”
Chen Tianba said helplessly: "He was not the seventh person in the auction house at that time."
"It's him!"
"Then the person next to him is..."
"Tianyang Shenzong."
"Meteor Flame!"
Chen Tianba looked serious.
"Venerable Yuyan."
Venerable Qingluan said in surprise: "I heard that he is the external sect leader of Tianyang Shenzong. However, his age seems..."
"age?"
Chen Tianba sneered and said: "He was kicked out of the sect for six hundred years. When he returned, he was a Nascent Soul, and then he quickly became a god."
"Looking at his aura and intelligence now, I am afraid that he is no different from a sub-sage. With the support of such a Taoist practice, age has long been no longer the standard. The standard of measurement is always strength."
The main soul stared at the visitor in astonishment.
The tall and burly blond old man's calm and indifferent eyes were like warm sunshine, and then he looked at Ying Yutian and said, "I will bear all the responsibility for everything this man does."
Ying Yutian stared at the blond old man.
Qiang forced a smile from his face and said, "How can fellow Taoist bear this responsibility?"