Dragon Bodhisattva was lying on the ground, as if his whole body was falling apart. After a while, he finally regained his breath and looked at the starry sky with endless hatred in his eyes.
"Old man, if you can't kill Ye Changsheng, you come to torture me, what kind of man do you think you are!"
"Just wait for me, I will kill you sooner or later."
"And Ye Changsheng, you bastard. If it weren't for you, how could I have come to this ghost place? Sooner or later, I will cut you into pieces."
At this moment, Dragon Bodhisattva just felt that the world was too unfriendly, as if it was aimed at him.
"Oh my God, my earth, why is my life so miserable?"
Dragon Bodhisattva felt aggrieved and wanted to cry.
At this moment, a faint voice came into his ears.
"When heaven is about to give a great responsibility to a man, he must first strain his mind, strain his muscles and bones, and starve his body and skin... Little dragon, don't be discouraged."
"A strong person will never give in to suffering. On the contrary, suffering will only make your Taoist heart stronger."
"For the torture he has inflicted on you today, one day you will repay him thousands of times."
"Hurry up and practice Yin Yang Dafa. I'm optimistic about you~"
This is Zhao Yinyang's voice.
Dragon Bodhisattva turned his head and glanced at the mountain wall, and then glanced at his empty crotch.
"Zhao Yinyang, you old man made me lose my little brother and turned me into a eunuch. I will kill you sooner or later."
When he thought about attaining enlightenment and becoming an emperor so that his little brother could grow back, Long Bodhisattva's fighting spirit ignited in his heart.
"I want to practice hard."
"I want to kill Wuji Tianzun."
"I want to kill Ye Changsheng."
"I want to kill Zhao Yinyang."
"I will... fight for the rebirth of my little brother!"
Dragon Bodhisattva quickly sat up and devoted himself wholeheartedly to his cultivation.
…
at the same time.
Thousands of miles away.
Ye Qiu, Master Changmei, and Elder Niu stood on the windboat and looked around, seeing a huge city getting closer and closer to them.
This city is larger than Jueming City and is magnificent. Under the cover of night, it looks like a crawling giant beast.
Moreover, the three words "Guangming City" above the gate of the city wall are carved from three spiritual stones. They are not only full of aura, but also sparkling and very conspicuous.
"Guangming City, haha..."
Ye Qiu sneered: "Is there any light in the land under the jurisdiction of the Yin Yang Sect? It's really ironic."
Flying through the sky on a windboat.
While observing the situation in the city, Master Changmei said: "Little bastard, Guangming City is more prosperous than Jueming City. The City Lord's Mansion must have a lot of treasures. We will distribute them this time."
Ye Qiu said: "When Wuji Tianzun knows that so many city lords have been killed, he will definitely send experts to hunt us down. After this is done, we will leave the Yin Yang Sect's territory."
"Where are you going?" Master Changmei smiled obscenely: "Do you want to go to Qingyun Sword Sect to meet your little lover?"
Ye Qiu shook his head: "If you don't go to Qingyun Sword Sect, go to Zhongzhou."
The Demon King said that half of the human race's destiny is still in Central Continent, and he wants to go to Central Continent first to find the remaining human race's destiny.
As for the Qingyun Sword Sect, to be honest, Ye Qiu also wants to go. He hasn't seen Baihua Fairy and Yun Xi for a long time and misses them very much, but Ye Qiu is afraid that Yunshan will chop him up.
To be on the safe side, it is better to obtain the luck of the human race first and improve your cultivation before going to the Qingyun Sword Sect.
As long as his cultivation is strong enough, if Yunshan still objects when the time comes, he will suppress his father-in-law.
It's exciting just thinking about it.
"What are you going to Central Continent for?" Master Changmei didn't know Ye Qiu's purpose, so he asked doubtfully, "Are you going to find Wu Qianfan?"
"I advise you to be careful."
"Although Wu Qianfan agreed to be your slave, this guy is the prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty and is arrogant. Once he goes to Zhongzhou, be careful that he sends the Great Zhou masters to kill you."
Ye Qiu said with a smile: "No, although Wu Qianfan is arrogant, he is also a man of his word. Even if he is dissatisfied with being my slave, he will not kill me."
Master Longmei curled his lips and said: "It is difficult to paint the skin of a tiger, but it is difficult to paint the bones. You know the face of a person but not the heart."
"Defenses can not do without."
"Also, even if Wu Qianfan has no intention of killing you, what about the Zhou royal family?"
"Since ancient times, what the royal family cares about most is face."
"Wu Qianfan is the prince of Zhou Dynasty, but he is your slave. Once this matter is known to the royal family of Zhou Dynasty, where will they lose their face?"
"You'd better be careful!"
Ye Qiu felt that what Master Changmei said made sense, but he didn't care, because his purpose of going to Central Continent was not to find Wu Qianfan, but to find the luck of the human race.
"I don't know where Wu Qianfan, Mo Tianji, and Big Bird are at this time?" Ye Qiu said suddenly.
"As long as we are in the world of cultivation, we will meet sooner or later." Master Changmei said.
"call--"
At this moment, a wisp of cold wind hit him, and Ye Qiu couldn't help but shiver.
"Damn it, it's so cold." Changmei Zhenren clasped his arms with both hands and wrapped his Taoist robe tightly.
Suddenly, Ye Qiu felt uneasy in his heart.
Although he has not yet transcended the tribulation, and his cultivation level is only at the level of the Heaven Realm, his physical body and soul are already comparable to those of a strong saint. It stands to reason that this cold wind will not make him feel the chill at all.
"Is it possible that there is some unknown danger?"
Ye Qiu thought of this and asked: "Old man, how much do you know about the situation in Guangming City?"
"What aspect are you referring to?" Master Changmei asked.
Ye Qiu said: "The Lord of Guangming City."
Master Changmei replied: "The name of the city lord of Guangming City is Lu Fugui, and his cultivation level is in the middle stage of Nascent Soul."
"Huh?" Ye Qiu was a little surprised.
Along the way, they killed seven city lords, each of whom was at the pinnacle of spiritual enlightenment. But Guangming City is one of the top ten cities of the Yin-Yang Sect, so how come the city lord is only in the middle stage of Nascent Soul?
It's so unreasonable.
"Old guy, are you right?" Ye Qiu asked.
"Don't worry, a poor Taoist will never make a mistake in this kind of thing. Little brat, are you thinking, how can a middle-stage Nascent Soul be the city lord?" Master Changmei said with a smile: "Because this Lu Fugui has a background."
"His brother is the great elder of the Yin Yang Sect."
I see.
Sure enough, whether it is the world of cultivation or the secular world, people with a background can climb quickly.
"Although Lu Fugui's cultivation qualifications are average, he is good at managing money. He has contributed many treasures to the Yin Yang Sect over the years, and with his brother protecting him, he should be quite nourished as a city lord."
"However, if he can guard a city, he must be protected by experts."
"Pindao guesses that the person protecting him is probably at the peak of his spiritual powers."
Ye Qiu nodded slightly, agreeing with Master Changmei's analysis. If he was a saint, he would become an elder in the Yin Yang Sect.
During the conversation, the wind boat had slowly stopped in the sky above the city lord's palace.
Ye Qiu lowered his head and glanced at the City Lord's Mansion, his eyes suddenly narrowed.
