"There is no pressure to fight against ten, this kid is definitely not a human being!"
Everyone exclaimed.
Qiu Yuqian also sent a message to Meng Xiaoxiao: "With such strength, this kid is definitely not a human being.
Is he really not a god?"
In Qiu Yuqian's impression, such a powerful person is definitely not a true king, he can only be a divine king.
That is of course Xingluo Shenjun.
"Of course he is not a human being, he is the reincarnation of an immortal."
Meng Xiaoxiao gritted his teeth and said.
When she was on Earth, she deliberately inquired about Yang Yifei's origins. Everyone around him agreed that he was the reincarnation of an immortal, and Meng Xiaoxiao believed it.
"What?
Reincarnation of an immortal?"
Qiu Yugan exclaimed.
This time I forgot to transmit the sound, and everyone heard it clearly.
"Damn it, the reincarnation of an immortal is real or fake?"
"That's awesome, should we go hug each other?"
Many people felt slightly moved at this time.
As long as a heavenly immortal reincarnates and does not die, he will become a certain immortal, hundreds of times higher than the so-called divine king.
If you can hug the thigh of such a person, you will be able to become a successful person in the future, be popular and drink hot food, and do whatever you want?
If this immortal is in a good mood, wouldn't it be nice to give him some random rewards so that he can follow suit and become an immortal?
For a time, I don’t know how many people understood what I was thinking.
"The Nanyun family does not keep their word, and they bully the minority. I, the White Bone Lord, can no longer stand it."
A middle-aged man with a body as skinny as a skeleton stood up and said loudly: "Old ghost Nanyun, step down immediately and let this Taoist friend apologize and proceed with the bet. Forget it, otherwise, my bones will be really broken today." You will take action once the road is rough."
"White Bones said it well.
I, Lord Feiyun, also mean the same thing."
Another True Lord stood up and said: "The Nanyun family is too overbearing. They don't want to accept defeat even if they are willing to gamble. They actually want to kill people and silence them. How can this be justified?"
"Even if your Nanyun family is a vassal of the Huangji Sect, we are not afraid.
Today, we have settled on this principle.”
Another true king stood up.
In the blink of an eye, five or six true kings stood up. Each of them spoke righteously and denounced the Nanyun family, making the ancestor of Nanyun furious.
"Skeleton Bones, Feiyun, Jinghong... you guys, how dare you come to interfere with our Nanyun family's affairs?
Aren't you afraid of death?"
Nanyun Yulong shouted.
"Humph, there is justice in the world. Even if I die, I still have to take care of this matter today."
Lord White Bones shouted solemnly.
"Pooh."
Meng Fanjie spat and said disdainfully: "You people who are more demon sect than demon sect, why are you pretending to be good people?
It’s nothing more than hearing Qiu Yuqian say that this kid is the reincarnation of an immortal, and if you want to hug his thigh, just say so, why bother pretending and making people laugh.”
Lord White Bones and the others laughed and said nothing.
"Hmph, in this remote place in the East Extreme Heaven Region, which immortal would be reincarnated here?"
Dai Xinghe snorted coldly and said: "Besides, he has been reincarnated and rebuilt. He must be in big trouble. Aren't you afraid that his enemies will come and kill you all together?"
As soon as these words came out, Lord White Bones and the others were stunned and their faces were stiff.
No one who can cultivate to the level of True Lord is a fool. As for whether Yang Yifei is the reincarnation of an immortal, they don't care.
What they care about is that Yang Yifei is so powerful that he can fight ten of them without any pressure. Such a favor will not be given away in vain.
If you want to ask him to make elixirs later, isn't this a good excuse?
However, if Yang Yifei is really the reincarnation of an immortal and has powerful enemies, Lord White Bones and the others will not dare to approach.
The enemies of immortals can only be immortals, who can kill their existence with just one breath.
"A bunch of losers, they want to cling to someone but are afraid of danger. No wonder they haven't gotten ahead until now."
Seeing this, Meng Xiaoxiao said disdainfully.
If it were her, it didn't matter whether he was a reincarnation of an immortal or whether he had any enemies, she would just stick to him and gain benefits first.
"It doesn't matter whether you are the reincarnation of an immortal or not, even if you are an immortal, if you mess with my Nanyun family today, you will be dead."
Nanyun Yulong roared angrily: "He has the legacy of his previous life, and his Taoism is higher than ours. Don't fight with him in Taoism and crush him to death with your spiritual power."
Nanyun Yulong is indeed a master, his eyes are poisonous enough, and he can see Yang Yifei's weakness at a glance.
There is no absolute relationship between the level of Taoism and the level of strength.
Some people are very high in moral practice, but their realm is low and their strength is low. Others are low in moral practice, but their realm is high and their strength is high. Both are possible.
Nanyun Yulong instantly judged that no matter whether Yang Yifei was the reincarnation of an immortal or not, he was definitely of high moral character, but his realm was the same as himself and others. No matter how strong he was, he could only be combined with two or three true kings at most.
With our combined strength, can we still defeat ten of our own?
When the other nine people heard Nan Yun Yulong's roar, they all suddenly realized. They immediately took back the Yuan Domain, took the law runes into their bodies, and then shot out one after another with magical powers.
These are all True Monarchs, and the one who has practiced for at least two thousand years has mastered all kinds of Taoism, magic and magical powers at their fingertips and used them at will.
Even though Fan Ziru, Meng Fanjie and others put a lot of energy into refining elixirs, they are no strangers to doing it. Not only did they use Taoist and magical powers, they also took out elixirs one by one and popped them out with their fingers.
Some of these elixirs have the effect of paralyzing the soul, some can freeze the physical body, and some can slow down the movement of spiritual power... The elixir master is no weaker than other monks in battle, and even has a variety of auxiliary and combat capabilities.
Stronger.
In the blink of an eye, Yang Yifei was faced with a desperate situation.
Nanyun Yuanren spoke in a relaxed tone.
Nanyun Ziqiao was overjoyed and looked at Meng Xiaoxiao with greedy eyes.
If he could marry her and get the support of the divine king of the Xingluo Demon Sect, his future prospects would be limitless. All the young masters and saints of the Huangji Sect would be scum.
Even the Divine Lord himself is not impossible.
Meng Xiaoxiao and Xiao Daier nervously grabbed each other's hands.
This kind of pure force cannot be blocked by any skills, it can only be resisted forcefully.
But, can he bear it?
Meng Xiaoxiao looked worried.
Everyone looked nervously.
Facing the overwhelming attacks, Yang Yifei chuckled and said: "You are right, my realm is lower than Taoism.
However, it’s not like you are just trash who can provoke me.”
Yang Yifei waved his hand.
The Nine Dragon Divine Fire Shield came out in response.
The nine fire dragons circled and danced, spitting out flames. Even if the attacks of the ten true kings fell on them, the flames exploded, but they were still blocked without any cracks.
"If you are all of Nanyun Yulong's Taoism, joining forces can cause some trouble to me, but it's just a little trouble, not to mention you don't have any."
Yang Yifei shook his head and said.
He spread his fingers, pressed forward, and shouted softly: "Wuxing Mountain, town!"
Boom! A big hand descended from the sky, and the five fingers of the big hand turned into five mountains of blue, white, red, blue and yellow, and suddenly landed on the heads of the ten true kings.