The anger in the golden-armored monk's eyes suddenly rushed up. This was the first time he saw anyone who dared to pretend to be a master in front of him.
But when his eyes fell on the corpses of the three Liyan Saints again, the anger in his eyes immediately disappeared.
None of the three Li Yan saints killed by Di Jiu were weaker than him, and Ru Bu was even stronger than him. If he dared to get angry here, he would probably be the next corpse. He didn't think that Di Jiu didn't dare to kill.
He, Di Jiu, killed three Liyan Saints of the Honglin Tribe. How dare he kill him?
"May I ask where your friend is from?" After the golden-armored monk sent out several messages, he asked Di Jiu politely.
Di Jiu originally expected the other party to take action, and then he would kill another one. He was sure that he would have a big battle in the near future. Those who took action were probably the fourth-step strong ones, and even some fifth-step ones. Kill one now.
One less. Unexpectedly, this guy could endure it, which made him very bored.
"Where I come from is none of your business? Get out of here and don't waste my rest time."
After Di Jiu finished speaking, he no longer bothered to pay attention to the golden-armored monk but turned to the woman and asked, "Fellow Taoist Meng, do you know which is the largest resting place in the Holy City of All Races?"
Meng Ruolou had already been stunned by Di Jiu's methods. In the Holy City of Ten Thousand Races, she had seen too many strong men, but none of them were from the human race.
What shocked her was not only Di Jiu's power, but also Di Jiu's decisiveness. In the Holy City of Ten Thousand Races, there were monks of various powerful races. But no matter which race they were, no matter how powerful they were, she had never
I have never seen anyone dare to kill Saint Liyan in the Holy City of Ten Thousand Races, and he even killed three Saints.
Under normal circumstances, more than 60% of those killed in the Holy City of Ten Thousand Races were human monks. Although the remaining few percent were not human race, they did not have a big clan. They were all existences with low strength like the human race. Di Jiu not only killed Honglin
There are three righteous saints in the clan, but they also tell the golden-armored saint in the Holy City of Ten Thousand Races to go away. How arrogant is this?
The golden-armored saint in the Holy City of Ten Thousand Races is not just someone who runs errands, but is the one who truly controls the Holy City of All Races. In the Holy City of All Races, there is a city lord, and this city lord is the existence of the fifth-step Que Saint. In addition to this city lord
In addition, there were ten golden-armored saints. The one who was scolded by Di Jiu was a golden-armored saint from the Holy City of Ten Thousand Races.
Di Jiu's question woke up Meng Ruolou, who was still in a dazed state. She quickly replied, "It's the Wanshen Tower. It's the residence building of the God Clan. The price is extremely high, but ordinary people can't live in it..."
Di Jiu waved his hand, "Let's go, let's go to the Ten Thousand Gods Tower."
Saint Haiyi finally understood that Di Jiu was here to cause trouble. Without asking, he guessed that Di Jiu felt a little unhappy after seeing human monks being killed randomly in the Holy City of Ten Thousand Races, and his status was low.
He sighed in his heart. Saint Haiyi didn't say anything about leaving. He could only follow Di Jiu wherever he went. For a holy master who has controlled the vastness for countless years, even if all the human monks were killed here
, he wouldn't make any ripples. What he couldn't figure out was why Di Jiu cared so much.
"Senior, can I go with you?" Meng Ruolou's voice was a little timid. She knew very well that if she didn't follow Di Jiu, if she left the Holy City of Ten Thousand Races, she would be killed by the strong men of the Honglin Clan.
Behead.
Di Jiu nodded, "Let's go to the Ten Thousand Gods Tower together."
Seeing Di Jiu's arrogant words and leaving without any scruples, the murderous intent in the golden-armored monk's eyes became more and more intense. If Di Jiu could not be killed in the Holy City of Ten Thousand Races, then they, the golden-armored saints, would be the Holy City of Ten Thousand Races.
a joke.
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"Senior Di..." Meng Ruolou called out carefully.
Di Jiu waved his hand, "My name is Di Jiu, just call me by my name."
"Yes." After Meng Ruolou responded, he still said, "Senior, the Ten Thousand Gods Tower is the territory of the God Clan. It is rumored that there is a fifth-step Que Saint from the God Clan among them. The Human Race is not qualified to live in the Ten Thousand Gods Tower.
."
"The fifth step is Que Sheng?" Di Jiu repeated, and then seemed to be talking to himself, "Why is the fifth step called Que Sheng?"
Saint Haiyi smiled and said, "We have tens of thousands of saints in the Holy Square. These saints have entered the fourth step of becoming saints in their own vast universe. Compared to us, they have less control.
In the vast universe, there is and can only be one fourth-step saint, and that is ourselves.
But here, in the fourth step, the sage who establishes his words establishes his words based on his own Taoism. The Taoism after establishing his words all follows the growth of the Taoism he established. As for the fifth step of Quesheng, it is when the sage who establishes his words further perfects his own Taoism and enters a new era.
A high level. Que means insufficient. Therefore, in the fifth step, Que Sage still cannot be called a true saint. As for the fourth step, the word "Li Yan" must be added before the saint. To put it bluntly, "Li Yan Sage"
The real essence is not a saint, but the establishment of words. Because the saint of establishment words is not a saint himself."
"Yes, I heard that the sixth step is not a true saint, nor can it be called a saint." Meng Ruolou added on the side.
Di Jiu thought thoughtfully, and according to what Saint Haiyi said, Saint Liyan is a saint who has established the Taoism. No matter how strong the Taoism is, it is still a certain avenue. Each branch of the avenue on his Tao tree should be equivalent to a
Zhi Dao Yan. In this way, it is very likely that he does not need to establish a Dao Yan when he takes the fourth step, because he has a Tao tree.
"Sorry, everyone, the Wanshen Building is already full. I would like to ask you to take a few more steps. There are some good rest houses ahead..."
As soon as Di Jiu and the others entered the gate of Wanshen Tower, a waiter came up to them with a smile on his face and a very polite tone.
As soon as Meng Ruolou heard what this guy said, he knew that the other guy should know about Di Jiu killing three Liyan saints from the Honglin tribe on the street. Otherwise, the guy would never speak so politely. The guy from Wanshenlou's eyes were filled with tears.
It grows on the forehead, let alone a human monk. Even if a strong man from a big clan comes over, the guys from Wanshen Tower will not speak so politely.
Di Jiu said coldly, "I'll give you ten breaths. If you haven't found a place for me to rest, the Ten Thousand God Tower will disappear from the Holy City of Ten Thousand Races."
The clerk was startled, and his face immediately turned ugly. What kind of place is Wanshen Tower? Only Wanshen Tower has always been arrogant. How can it be said that others are arrogant to Wanshen Tower?
The guy from Wanshen Building was about to say that this is a place belonging to the God Clan, when a voice suddenly came to his ears, "Not only did this person kill three Liyan Saints of the Honglin Clan on the street, but he also directly let the Holy City of Wan Clan
The golden-armored saint Yi Mu Gun, do you think he dares to destroy the Ten Thousand Gods Tower..."
The sound transmission stopped suddenly, and the monk of the Way of Sound Transmission felt that a divine thought had fallen on him, and he was covered in cold sweat.
There was no need to investigate at all. He also knew that this divine thought belonged to Di Jiu. Di Jiu's divine thought penetrated his restriction without any sound and found him. If the other party wanted to kill him, wouldn't it only take one punch?
Boom? This is definitely the fifth step of Que Sage.
The guy from the Wanshen Building was also sweating. He quickly bowed and saluted, "Senior, please wait a moment. There are still a few top-level rooms. I will exit immediately."
Di Jiu withdrew his spiritual thoughts. The person who transmitted the message just now was just a third-level monk. A third-level monk dared to transmit the message in front of him.
"Hurry up, my patience is limited." Di Jiu didn't ask about the price at all, nor did he tell Dao Jing about it. If the clerk wanted it, he would say he owed it first.
He came here to look for trouble. He killed the strong men of the Honglin clan, told the golden-armored saint to go away, and now he taught Wan Shen Lou a lesson. A large group of people would definitely besiege him later, and he took the opportunity to demolish the Wan Shen Tower.
holy city.
The guy was very fast, and he came forward in less than ten breaths and said, "Senior, the room has been exited. I will take some seniors to rest."
(That’s it for today’s update, good night, friends!)