Mingzhou, the land in the far east, is an inaccessible mountain. At this moment, the mountains are shaking. A huge hole opens from the ground, and surging underground magma erupts from it, reflecting the sky in red.
And there is still the faint sound of cow mooing coming from underground.
At this moment, an invisible light curtain emerged, covering up all the strange phenomena in this area.
"It's coming out."
Standing in the void and looking into the depths of the ground, everyone in the Seven Phoenix Palace was inexplicably excited, especially Ji Rang, who had just arrived here with the help of magical powers.
But at this moment, Yu Wenhua also appeared here with two figures.
"Palace Master Pei, this is different from what we said before."
Looking at Pei Ruyun, Yu Wenhua said with a smile.
Hearing this, Pei Ruyun's expression did not change at all.
"Isn't our cooperation over? And it shouldn't be difficult to find this place with your Yuwen family's methods."
Pei Ruyun spoke calmly.
Of course, although he didn't show it on his face, Pei Ruyun was still a little surprised that Yu Wenhua could arrive so quickly. The other party had obviously locked the approximate location of Prison Niu in advance like them, and his attention was not distracted by the drama in Xuanzhou.
Attract.
At the same time, standing behind Pei Ruyun, her eyes fell on the third person besides Yu Wenhua and Yu Wenji, and Mei Gu's eyes narrowed.
It was at this moment that the monk, who was thin and wearing a large robe, had sallow skin and calluses on his palms and looked like an old farmer, locked eyes with Mei Gu and grinned, revealing a few missing teeth.
After being reminded by Aunt Mei, Pei Ruyun's eyes also fell on this unattractive old man, who was a Chunyang monk.
"But in front of Senior Gui Nong?"
With some speculation in mind, Pei Ruyun asked.
Hearing this, the wrinkled face of the old man standing next to Yu Wenhua showed a look of surprise.
"I didn't expect the little girl to recognize me. It's really unexpected. I haven't shown my face for a long time."
Hobbies
Low voices sounded, and the old man spoke.
Hearing this, Pei Ruyun knew that he had guessed correctly.
Taoist Gui Nong was born as a casual cultivator. When he was young, he was known for his fiery temperament and killing without mercy. He destroyed three sects. Later, he became a high-ranking Yang God. For some unknown reason, his temperament changed drastically. He changed from his previous tyranny.
He put aside his fame and fortune, lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests, and lived a pastoral life, enjoying farming and raising flowers all day long. It was precisely because of this that he got the title of returning to farming.
When he appeared again, he had already entered the realm of Pure Yang, but he acted extremely low-key and had been practicing in seclusion on the Southwest Road. Few outsiders knew about it.
"I happened to hear Patriarch Minxiu mention you, but I didn't expect that you would actually come together with the Yuwen family."
Looking across Guinong Taoist and Yu Wenhua, Pei Ruyun had doubts in his heart. A reclusive Chunyang monk was not so easy to recruit.
Hearing this, Taoist Guinong had a smile on his face.
"There is nothing surprising. I have some friendship with the Yuwen family, and they also gave me a bargaining chip to make my heart beat. Little girl, let your ancestor take action quickly. I will not be merciful next time."
As he spoke, Taoist Guinong lost weight, and a powerful aura burst out from his short body.
At this moment, the turmoil on the earth became more and more violent, and a beast's shadow was already looming under the underground magma.
"Come out, Longzi·Qiu Niu."
At this moment, everyone's eyes turned to the depths of the earth, and they saw cracks in the earth expanding continuously, and the red magma river arched high. A body was like a cow, the head was like a dragon, with two sharp right angles, and the whole body was earthy yellow.
The monster beast with four hooves stepping on auspicious clouds bathed in the magma and appeared in front of everyone. Along with it were dazzling spiritual lights, which represented cherished spiritual objects.
At this moment, the earth's veins were turbulent, the magma that had been accumulated in the core of the earth for a long time erupted, and the mighty power of heaven and earth appeared, forcing everyone to retreat continuously.
But there are exceptions, such as Qingzhou Hou Yu Culture, who held the fairy weapon, the Nine Dragons Purple Gold Mace, to protect himself. Ignoring the burst of heavenly power, he reached out directly to grab the prisoner cow, intending to take the dragon son into his bag. Sensing the danger, Prisoner Niu let out a low cry, and a terrifying sonic explosion exploded in an instant, but it failed to hurt Yu Wenhua's palms covered with dense dragon scales. His strength had actually reached the level of Pure Yang.
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Although the Prisoner Ox possesses an extremely terrifying aura, its real power is actually far less powerful than its aura, and is at best comparable to the upper-level Demon King.
Seeing such a scene, Pei Ruyun's expression changed slightly.
The last time they met in the blessed land, Yu Wenhua's cultivation level was even weaker than hers, but after not seeing each other for just a few years, the other party unexpectedly came from behind and achieved the realm of Pure Yang.
"Are the dividends brought by unifying the southwest Kyushu? The convenience of the Human Emperor Road is really shocking, but is it too simple to just take away the prisoner cow like this?"
With a thought, he swallowed a pill, and his strength skyrocketed. As he approached the pure Yang realm, Pei Ruyun sacrificed the immortal weapon, the Red Phoenix Fan.
Phew, the immortal power overflowed, and the torrent of blazing flames rolled up and swept towards Yuwen Wenhua. If he didn't stop in time, he would definitely bear this tyrannical blow.
But at this moment, a Taoist priest who looked like a farmer stood in front of Pei Ruyun. He held a crutch in his hand, which was an immortal weapon, the Thick Earth Staff.
"I can't let you get in his way."
Shaking his head, with a look of helplessness on his face, Taoist Guinong activated his protective magical power, Immovable as a Mountain.
Hum, rooted in the void, like a mountain, borrowing the power of a fairy weapon, Taoist Guinong faced the torrent of flames that Pei Ruyun unleashed with all his strength, and easily blocked it.
Although the severely damaged thick earth staff is not as powerful as the red phoenix fan in Pei Ruyun's hand, it is far more powerful than Pei Ruyun who relies on the power of the elixir. This is not only the power of power, but also the understanding of Tao.
It is the precipitation brought by the years.
Seeing such a scene, Pei Ruyun's expression changed slightly.
"You actually gave this magical weapon to Taoist Gui Nong. What a great gesture from you, Yu Wenhua."
At this moment, Pei Ruyun finally understood why Taoist Guinong, who had always been reclusive, would help Yu Wenhua. Even Chunyang monks would look sideways when faced with immortal weapons, especially casual cultivators like Taoist Guinong.
Not only because of the power of the fairy weapon, but also because a suitable fairy weapon can help them see their future path clearly and can be used as a reference for understanding the avenue. The thick soil staff and Guinong Taoist are undoubtedly compatible, but let her
What I didn't expect was that the Yuwen family was willing to pay such a price.
Reluctantly, Pei Ruyun activated the Red Phoenix Fan again, but the result was no different.
Taoist Guinong stood between her and Yu Wenhua like a real sacred mountain. No matter how windy or rainy it was, he remained motionless as a mountain.
At this time, Yu Wenhua was about to catch the prisoner cow. Although Ji Rang urged the Nioh Sword to strike out with a sword, he was easily blocked by Yu Wenhua and was even repelled by a divine light that he waved casually. Although the two are both monks who have followed the path of the Emperor and have unified the Kyushu, and have similar foundations, their strengths are vastly different.
Yu Wenhua has already entered the realm of Pure Yang, and Ji Rang, with the help of his luck after suppressing Xuanzhou, is close to the Seventh Tribulation, and is still one thunder tribulation away from being able to barely step into the upper Yangshen.
"You want to compete with me? You don't overestimate your own capabilities."
Glancing disdainfully at Ji Rang who was repulsed, Yu Wenhua did not take advantage of the situation to pursue him. At this time, it was more important to imprison the cow.
In his opinion, a puppet prince like Ji Rang cannot be regarded as a real prince at all. A real dragon should soar in the sky and dominate the world, while he is a snake crawling on the ground and is not worthy of attention at all.
But at this moment, Yu Wenhua's heart suddenly jumped, and a dark divine light suddenly burst out from Ji Rang's shadow, pointing directly at his eyebrows with extreme sharpness.
"Taoist Yangshen?"
Warning from the heart, he had no choice but to give up the prisoner cow he was about to get, and took back his palm. The dragon energy boiled all over his body, and Yuwen Wenhua urged the Kowloon Purple Gold Mace to protect his body.
Roar, nine purple-gold dragon shadows emerged, surrounding Yu Wenhua, like an ancient fairy bell, exuding an indestructible aura.
At the same time, the dark divine light fell, like a divine needle, gently tapping on the defensive barrier built by the Kowloon Purple Gold Mace. In silence, a terrifying immortal power burst out.
In the end, a deep dent was left on the defensive barrier of Kowloon Purple Gold Mace, as if it had been corroded by something, and the dark divine light dissipated invisible.
"Tianxin warned, did you really get some destiny?"
The attack failed, darkness gathered, and a figure quietly appeared. She held a golden feather fan in her hand, exuding wisps of immortal power.
He was wearing a jet-black feathered coat, with an average build, unremarkable appearance, cold breath, deep eyes, and a lingering murderous intent in his brows.
Seeing this woman, Yu Wenhua narrowed his eyes slightly and exuded a dangerous aura.
He didn't expect that the other party, a dignified Chunyang monk, would launch a sneak attack regardless of his identity. If Tianxin hadn't warned him just now, he wouldn't have noticed anything wrong. If he wasn't careful, he might have died on the spot.
As the two faced each other, the atmosphere on the battlefield suddenly became tense.