Chapter 35: Killing the Taoist Palace and enmity with the Holy Land
"The tomb of the underworld! He came out of the tomb of the underworld!"
Sure enough, someone quickly grasped the point and shouted loudly, "It's incredible, because people who came in and looked at it before found that basically no one was alive, and those with broken limbs and arms all died of excessive bleeding. No one was there."
Come out.
And as soon as this god-assisted casual cultivator exited, the people from the Four Symbols Holy Land in the sky immediately stared at him!
"Disciples of the Four Symbols Holy Land, please go and kill that young man who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, and take everything from him." The old man, who was collecting pure Yang Qi, ordered the group of disciples behind him at this moment.<
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Among these disciples, the weakest ones are all from the Dao Palace...
"I can go alone. So many people killing a casual cultivator in the realm of suffering is a bit too much." A Taoist disciple of the Four Symbols Holy Land said: "If it spreads, it will damage the image of our holy land."
As soon as these words came out, the elder who was in charge of the magic weapon did not say anything anymore. He looked at the Wanjie Cult members and accepted it.
Although he, an old fox, was worried that the boat would capsize in the gutter, so he asked more people to take action, so that it would be foolproof, but there are too many people here at the moment, and he cannot eradicate the roots and kill the members of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sect. If they spread the word,
It is indeed not very beneficial to the reputation of their holy land.
Whoa!
In the flat land halfway up the mountain.
The Dao Palace disciples from the Four Elephants Holy Land arrived here quickly. The powerful pressure made everyone almost breathless. At this moment, they glanced at everyone with cold eyes: "Those who have nothing to do with it, please retreat quickly."
As soon as these words came out, not many casual cultivators dared to stay here.
This is a great monk in the Holy Land, and he is the weakest in the realm of Taoism! They, small casual cultivators in the secular world, cannot afford to offend!
"Are you the one who came out of the tomb?" At this moment, the man from the Four Symbols Holy Land looked at Zhao Wuji: "You are so lucky to be able to survive from the tomb in the realm of the sea of suffering and even take away everything inside.
Not bad."
"Thank you for the compliment, Zao Sui." Zhao Wuji pursed his lips and smiled like a gentleman. He thanked him, but he still had to scold him.
"Hmph, you have sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, but you have used up all your luck in the underworld. When you meet our Four Elephants Holy Land, you should be more careful in the next life." The man did not get angry, but showed a sinister smile, and suddenly took action in peace.
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Buzz!
The terrifying light condensed into the inscription. Although it was not as gorgeous as the two old men before, for those in the realm of suffering, this was undoubtedly the power of a god.
"Okay, if you want to kill me, I have no objection, but please wait." At the same time, Zhao Wuji remained calm, maintaining a gentlemanly smile, and then took the lead in throwing out two black beads: "Although you want to take
I'll save my life, but I still have a pure heart. These two things are also good things brought out from the tomb. Don't let your brothers and sisters see them. You can keep them privately. I have no intention of buying you. These are my last words before I die.
A little thought."
Such touching words really made the man opposite him feel a little dazed. He let go of his hand and subconsciously caught the two black beads...
Boom, boom!
What followed immediately was two loud noises.
I saw that the Dao Palace man's arm was suddenly blown off, and his flesh and blood were all bruised. His entire face turned pitch black, and his hair became wavy. He stood there and breathed thick smoke, as if he was still in a state of confusion. The retreating cultivators also saw this scene and gasped! What kind of operation is this!
"Ah, I'm sorry, I took the wrong ones, those two are not." Zhao Wuji pretended to be surprised at this time, and said a little embarrassedly, he took out two more black beads and explained: "They are these two! There is improvement in them.
The elixir for cultivation!"
Swish!
Two black beads were thrown out again.
The Taoist man was still confused, and then subconsciously used his other hand to pick it up, and the result...
Boom! Boom!
There were two loud noises again.
"What a fool..."
Those casual cultivators who were watching from a distance were all trembling! Whose family does this young man who has only the realm of the sea of suffering belong to? How shameless! What a masterpiece! This has no bottom line!
However, although they feel a little immoral, they still admire them very much, even to the point of admiration. After all, the cultivation of the sea of suffering can cut off the hands of a Taoist palace, I am afraid there is no one else!
"You!" The Taoist man, whose hands were blown off, had a dark face and only two eyes could be seen clearly. He stared at Zhao Wuji and wanted to roar to the sky in anger.
But Zhao Wuji gave him no chance.
Whoa!
He stepped on the secret script and was in front of the Taoist man in an instant.
Regarding this speed, the man from Daogong was startled. This speed was no longer inferior to his! Who is this young man!
"Bye bye." Zhao Wuji smiled and pulled out the black iron epee, the saint's magic weapon, from his back. With a slash of the sword, the Taoist palace man's head was separated from his body in an instant, and then he slowly walked to his head: "In the next life,
Remember to take a detour if you meet me. I am a very vindictive person. If I live a few lives, I will kill you every time I meet you. I remember you because you have a mole on your face."
"..."
The casual cultivators around him changed their expressions when they heard this. This young man's cultivation level is not high, but he is really ruthless in his conduct and work!
"Damn you! You little bastard! How dare you kill me from the Four Elephants Holy Land!" The old man from the Four Elephants Holy Land on one side showed a fierce look in his eyes. This is simply a shame! He took advantage of the situation and put away the Dao Aquarius!
"This kid is in trouble." On the other side, someone from the Wanjie Sect looked halfway up the mountain and whispered to the elder who was using the green vine gourd: "Elder, do you want to save him or not?"
"Although we are not afraid of the Four Symbols Holy Land, this young man's suffering is dark and his constitution is ordinary, so he is not worth saving." The elder said calmly.
His meaning is obvious. Zhao Wuji is not worthy enough for them to be willing to offend the Four Symbols Holy Land. If he has a special physique, there is still some capital to save him.
In Zhetian, ordinary physiques are dark green or pitch black before the life wheel is outlined, and those with color before the life wheel is outlined are special physiques.
This was described by Wu Qingfeng, the guide of Emperor Ye Tian, personally, and Emperor Ye Tian was once the Holy Body, presenting a golden sea of suffering.
Although Zhao Wuji couldn't remember clearly the content of Zhe Tianzhong, he generally understood that the silver sea of suffering in his body was definitely not too simple. The reason why the elder of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sect could not see Zhao Wuji's sea of suffering now was probably because of Zhao
The saint's magic weapon in Wuji's hand was suppressing his aura and could deflect some spiritual detection, so the elder mistakenly thought it was dark, but in fact his spiritual consciousness could not penetrate the 'wall' at all.
"Old bastard, you are so shameless." Zhao Wuji pointed his sword into the void, without any stage fright: "You want to kill me and rob me of my goods, do you think I have to clean up and let you kill me? What a bunch of stupid birds, what the hell?
As for the Holy Land, you should not call it Holy Land. If you have tarnished this holy word, you should call it Dasha*!"