I saw a young man with handsome appearance and slender figure slowly coming from the mountain road.
This man, with fluttering robes and handsome appearance, holds a folding fan and is strolling leisurely in the courtyard. There is a sense of arrogance in his expression.
"It's just two people and one dog, but they have made you so embarrassed. You are still an immortal monk in vain." The man smiled disdainfully, with a mocking look on his face.
Wow!
These remarks immediately aroused public outrage.
A strong man snorted coldly, strode forward, raised his hand and grabbed the opponent: "How dare you say such nonsense!"
The man didn't even look at the other person. He slapped the folding fan in his hand, and the strong man screamed and flew out like a huge boulder.
hiss!
Everyone took a breath of air, and their eyes on the man suddenly changed.
The strong man was one of the best among the Immortal Masters present. He always used his strong physical body to fight, and he could even hold down two Immortals of the same level with his full strength.
But the man in front of him actually knocked him away with one slap!
"Fellow Taoist, may I ask where Master comes from?" The middle-aged man who presided over the meeting at the beginning had serious eyes and cupped his fists.
The corner of the man's mouth curled up with pride, and the folding fan in his hand opened with a "swish", revealing a line of ink characters on it: "I walk on the sea, sky and moonlight".
"I'm the twelve disciples of the Immortal Sect—Murong Yunhai!"
Xu Que secretly cursed: "What a bastard, you look like a thief!"
Fa Hui asked in confusion: "Xu... why did Senior Brother Tang say this?"
"Look at the coquettish look on his face. How does he look like a lecher? Only a lewd would parade around with a fan!" Xu Que sneered, feeling extremely unhappy.
Damn it, there is actually someone who can be more pretentious than me?
It is tolerable, but what is intolerable!
However, when others heard this name, their faces showed horror.
"The Twelve Disciples of the Immortal Sect!"
"It is the legendary Tianmen strongmen who were personally selected and trained by the four immortal emperors from all continents!"
"Why did they come here? With the Immortal Emperor's teachings, do they still need to snatch the Immortal Emperor's inheritance?"
"Oh, you think you will definitely become an Immortal Emperor if you are trained as an Immortal Emperor? If that's the case, why are there still only four Immortal Emperors from the four heavenly sects today?"
Everyone was talking in low voices, their words filled with awe.
"Twelve disciples? What are they?" Xu Que asked.
The monk on the side looked frightened and whispered: "Fellow Taoist, you don't know the Twelve Apostles?"
Xu Que shook his head: "The poor monk had been practicing intensively in the temple with his junior brother before, and he didn't know anything about the outside world."
The monk glanced at Murong Yunhai, as if he was afraid of being discovered: "These twelve disciples were once a legend. It was said that they were geniuses taught by the four great immortal emperors themselves. They were rarely exposed to the world, so everyone
I thought it was a rumor until hundreds of years ago, when a sect gained its own strength and tried to challenge the Tianmen's status. At that time, the Immortal Emperor sent out the four first disciples of the twelve disciples."
Speaking of this, the monk's throat rolled and his voice was a little dry: "As a result... that sect was brutally wiped out overnight, and the half-step Immortal Emperor sect master with the highest level of cultivation was dismembered in front of the immortal sect. He died in a miserable state.
Incomparable!"
Only four people were dispatched, and a large transcendental sect was wiped out!
Xu Que's eyelids were twitching. Even if he did it himself now, he probably wouldn't be able to do it. At least he wouldn't be able to do it with the sect leader who has reached the level of Half-Step Immortal Emperor.
After experiencing the catastrophe of the Immortal Emperor's lightning, Xu Que deeply realized that the gap between himself and the Immortal Emperor could not be bridged by his cultivation.
With that special power, everyone under the Immortal Emperor is just an ant!
"I see, this poor monk understands." Xu Que responded, stepped aside, and began to think.
These guys suddenly appeared here. They were inherited by the Immortal Emperor. As expected, most of them were targeting the evil dog combination.
He and others had previously killed the Immortal Emperor of Tianmen to a pulp, and he had also exposed his relationship with Xiaorou. Although he didn't know what the Immortal Emperor was doing, he would definitely not let himself continue to live.
Rolling his eyes, Xu Que already had a plan in mind.
What kind of immoral dog?
He is Tang Sanzang, a promising disciple of Buddhism, the true transmission of ancient Buddhism, and the spokesperson of great righteousness.
"It turns out that you are the disciples of the Immortal Emperor, but we are blind to see Mount Tai." The middle-aged man cupped his hands and said. Although he was at the peak of Immortal Lord's cultivation, he still couldn't afford to offend the four major sects. "I don't know how many of you are here, but
What are your orders?"
"I can't tell you what the order was. I just heard that the wicked dog group is here, and on Master's order, we came to capture him and bring him back to Tianmen." Murong Yunhai said casually, not hiding the arrogance on his face, "What do you want to do with me?"
It doesn't matter to me, we just want immoral dogs."
When the middle-aged man saw this, he breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "In that case, I will definitely help you with your colleagues, but these four people don't know..."
As he spoke, he looked at the people behind Murong Yunhai.
Murong Yunhai smiled and moved away: "These are my junior brothers and they will carry out this operation with me."
"Duanmu Lei!"
"Shangguan Ruiqian!"
"Ye Shuo."
As he spoke, Murong Yunhai waved his fan, and the three of them stood behind him, looking forward, as if they were immortals.
"We are the four sons of Tianmen!"
Xu Que grinned and looked at the monk beside him: "Fellow Taoist, the twelve famous disciples of Tianmen, do you have this kind of virtue?"
"Um...this...I haven't seen it before."
"Tsk, if we all had this kind of virtue, Tianmen would probably be doomed." Xu Que clicked his tongue in surprise, and felt a little curious about Tianmen in his heart.
It doesn't matter that one or two of the Immortal Lords he met before were mentally disturbed. He could also interpret it as poor governance. How come even the Immortal Emperor's direct disciples are so virtuous now?
Or are all the Immortal Emperor’s men having brain problems?
Facing the direct disciples of the Xianmen, although everyone was a little dissatisfied with the other party's tyranny, for the sake of the Tianmen, it was not easy to make mistakes.
Regarding the plan to capture the immoral dogs, these people had actually already discussed it before. Even if Murong Yunhai and others came, it was just a few more people to take action.
"Everyone, we have already contacted the other party before and want to trade with them, so the location of this transaction has been determined. You just need to set an ambush in advance, and you will definitely be able to catch all the evil dog combinations!" The middle-aged man said solemnly,
"It's just...this time the transaction takes place in Ghost Valley. Is there any fellow Taoist who is willing to go?"
As soon as they heard the name of Ghost Valley, everyone who was originally excited suddenly shrank back.
"Ghost Valley is where hundreds of ghosts are. I heard that there is a peerless ghost king in this place. He is so powerful that even immortals will be assimilated in it. There are many dangers..." someone whispered.