Xuexuan said anxiously: "No, Lin'er, Tu Gang is like an animal, how can he be worthy of an elf daughter? Everyone is destined to die, whether it is light or heavy. What's the point of living in exchange for your spiritual enlightenment? You ask
Ask the tribesmen, will they agree?"
Tu Ganghun didn't care about Xuexuan's insults and shouted to the elves watching from a distance: "Do you want to live?"
A voice said: "Go to hell!"
Then thousands of voices said in unison: "Go to hell!"
Tu Gang's expression suddenly changed, and he said angrily: "Those who don't know how to praise you, since you want to die, then I will help you."
A giant palm made of divine power in the sky covered a hundred miles in radius and struck the ground fiercely. The ground seemed to shake. After the smoke and dust dissipated, a huge palm print appeared on the land of Central Continent. Thousands of people were hit deep.
In the pit, it turned into a ball of meat.
The second handprint solidified in the air again. Xuelin burst into tears and closed her eyes in despair.
Erhu said angrily: "You little thing, grandpa will fight with you." He covered his stomach with a severed arm and threw out a middle-grade flying sword and rushed towards Tu Gang. His top-grade flying sword and top-grade flying sword were all destroyed.
At this time, only this mid-grade flying sword is available.
He had just rushed out a foot when a black hole suddenly appeared next to him, and then a person burst out of the black hole in a flash of light and shadow.
The figure saw the Erhu in front of him and shouted in surprise: "Erhu, it's you! How are you?"
The person who came was extremely ugly, like an evil ghost crawling out of hell. Erhu didn't know whether he was an enemy or a friend, so he replied angrily: "How do you think I am now?"
"Why do you have no hands? My God, your stomach was cut open. That thick layer is full of grease, right?"
Erhu was angry, and the beard on his face trembled violently. His spiritual thoughts swept over the other party, and he saw that this ugly ghost had a strong aura and turned out to be a powerful Nascent Soul monk. He asked: "Do you know me?"
"Of course I do. I not only know you, but I also know many people present."
It turned out that he was Yang Jiong who had settled Lingju and Qingya and came from the Red Moon Continent. He teleported from the Red Moon Continent, and the coordinates in the void were not fixed, so he didn't know that he had been teleported to the Elf Heaven.
As soon as he came out of the void transmission channel, he saw Erhu at the first sight. This Nascent Soul monk from the Elf tribe left a deep impression on him. More than ten years later, he still remembered Erhu's full beard, rough but delicate, and kind.
temperament.
Yang Jiong looked around and suddenly realized that it seemed like it was not the right time to come here today.
He asked Erhu: "Are you fighting today?"
"We are killing animals!"
There are only about forty people in the Elf tribe, and they are all very cruel, and some of them are seriously injured. On the other side are monks from three sects and two sects. Wang Ruian, Xia Hou Changqing, Dongfang Zhanping, etc. are calm and calm, and a chilling atmosphere envelopes them.
In all directions, the ground was densely covered with corpses, including elves and humans.
Yang Jiong and Erhu were chattering, and Tu Gang shouted impatiently: "Who are you? You dare to wander around the Cultivation Continent. Have you forgotten the regulations of the Cultivation Continent?"
"Who are you?" Yang Jiong asked.
Erhu answered for him: "He is that beast."
Tu Gang was furious and attacked the Erhu with a spiritual thought. The Erhu insulted him several times, and the ants dared to move the tiger's beard. Originally, in order to obtain spiritual enlightenment and Xuelin, he did not want to kill all the few elven Nascent Soul monks.
.But which one is intolerable? If we continue to endure it, where is the dignity of a man of God?
The man of God can kill the Yuanying monks with just one spiritual thought. Erhu can never block Tu Gang's spiritual attack. Xuexuan and Tu Gang are both mortal gods, and their spiritual thoughts are of the same level. He tried his best to rush out of the newly recovered spirit.
A little power of spiritual thoughts offset most of Tu Gang's spiritual thoughts. The remaining small amount of divine thoughts failed to cause any real damage to Erhu, but it still made Erhu's head turn pale as if he had been hit hard by a hammer.
After failing to kill the Erhu for the first time, Tu Gang suddenly commanded the flying sword, a medium-grade spiritual weapon, to slash at the Erhu. The Xuexuan Flying Sword had been destroyed, and there was nothing in the world that could stop his flying sword. One sword could cut the Erhu into pieces.
Several pieces.
Yang Jiong stood beside Erhu, so naturally he couldn't ignore them. Erhu was Qianxi and Gao Zhuoyang's master, and the Elf clan was his master's family. He had to help the Elf clan both emotionally and rationally.
A flash of light flashed, and Yang Jiong also used the flying sword, a middle-grade spiritual weapon, to block Tu Gang's killing blow. The two flying swords collided and separated. Tu Gang, in a state of shock and anger, commanded the flying sword to kill Yang Jiong.
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His eyesight was sharp, and he could tell at a glance that Yang Jiong's flying sword was also a middle-grade spiritual weapon. Spiritual weapons are treasures that can only be used by gods. If he, a Nascent Soul monk, dared to possess such a valuable treasure, his origin must be unknown. For a moment, he felt in his heart
After running through countless thoughts, I made up my mind to kill Yang Jiong first and seize the flying sword.
Tu Gang was bloodthirsty, and he attacked Yang Jiong without asking why. Yang Jiong no longer had a good impression of him, so he slashed at Tu Gang's flying sword with all his strength, using a mid-grade spiritual weapon flying sword.
He possesses the best spiritual treasure parting hook, but he doesn't want to use it easily. As the saying goes, wealth is not revealed, the master must be avenged for being imprisoned for more than 900 years, and as a disciple, he has no shirking responsibility. What if the envoy of Nanming is let go
Knowing the best spiritual treasures will reduce the chance of surprise attack.
Little did he know that the person he had faced off with twice was none other than the Divine Envoy of Nanming.
After a "dang" sound, the two flying swords rebounded. A gap appeared on both swords. The gap on Yang Jiong's flying sword was larger. After all, he was only at the Nascent Soul realm, and his ability to control flying swords was far better than that of others.
The superior god Tu Gang was killed with all his strength, but his flying sword was more seriously injured.
The spiritual weapon was damaged, and Tu Gang felt a burst of physical pain. Yang Jiong was shocked, and finally discovered that the flying sword used by the man in green robe was actually a middle-grade spiritual weapon. He swept his mind towards the opponent, but there was no reaction on the man in green robe.
.Yang Jiong became more and more suspicious, who was this person? He couldn't be the envoy of Nanming, right?
Tu Gang retrieved the spiritual weapon and took a closer look. The more he looked at it, the more heartbroken he became. Several Nascent Soul monks from the three sects and two sects suddenly made a move and attacked Yang Jiong with several flying swords.
After Yang Jiong's appearance was destroyed by the Ten Thousand Gods Skinning Pill, neither the three sects nor the two sects recognized him. When he passed through the void passage, he stood on the side of the elves and even started fighting with the gods. Invisibly, he
The monks from the three sects and two religions recognized him as enemies. As soon as the divine envoy made a move, they were unwilling to lag behind and attacked Yang Jiong one after another.
The attacking flying sword was not of high quality and was only a first-grade high-grade magic weapon. Yang Jiong's body refining was still within the range where high-grade magic weapons would not damage him. He didn't even bother to turn on the shield and let the flying sword slash and stab his body, only scratching his clothes.
Everything is scattered.
Yang Jiong had such a noble demeanor that Tu Gang asked in shock: "Who are you? Where do you come from?" Yang Jiong has extraordinary strength.
He even suspected that Yang Jiong came from Zixiao.
Yang Jiong pretended to be serious and said: "It's not convenient for me to tell you everything now, but you must tell me, who are you and what are you doing here?"
The more arrogant Yang Jiong became, the more unfathomable he became, and the more uncertain Tu Gang felt. Zixiao once sent inspectors to various continents to learn about the situation of the divine envoys. But the inspectors were at the lowest level of Earth God, so how could he be in front of him?
This Yuanying monk?
He secretly murmured in his heart, could it be that the incident of the elves was reported to Zixiao, and someone was sent down to warn me? However, this ugly ghost is not even a god, he is just like an ordinary mortal in Zixiao!
Tu Gang thought for a while and said: "I am the divine envoy of this continent. The elves are rebelling. We, the monks from three factions and two religions, are preparing to destroy the elves. Which god king are you under?"
"Are you the Divine Envoy of Nanming?" Yang Jiong confirmed, feeling surprised and happy in his heart. No wonder he couldn't find out his cultivation level. It turned out that he was the culprit who imprisoned the master.
Erhu didn't know the current Yang Jiong, but when Yang Jiong appeared, he called him by his name affectionately. He should be someone who knew him. He said anxiously: "Friend, it's not what he said. Tu Gang, this bitch, is hot."
Seeing the precious treasure of my elf, he covets Emperor Xuelin. Today he ordered three sects and two sects to come over, just to destroy my clan and kill people to seize the treasure."
In fact, Yang Jiong understood it clearly without the erhu explanation. He scratched his head and said: "This is not easy to handle, your name is Tu Gang, right? If you want someone else's treasure, if they don't give it to you, you will kill someone. I want yours
Will you give me the middle-grade spiritual weapon?"
Tu Gang has been supreme in this continent for more than nine hundred years, and no one has ever dared to call him by his name like this to his face. Moreover, the tone of Yang Jiong's words did not take him seriously at all.
Taking a step back, even if Yang Jiong was sent by a big shot from Zixiao. Now this is one-third of an acre of his land, and there is still no room for a mere Nascent Soul monk to point fingers. Not to mention Zixiao.
Why would such a mediocre person be sent down to inspect?
The more Tu Gang thought about it, the more certain he became. He danced the middle-grade spiritual weapon in his hand and said, "If you want this middle-grade spiritual weapon of mine, just come and get it. It depends on whether you have the ability to get it?"
Yang Jiong ignored him and said to the thousands of monks from the three sects and two sects behind him: "What are you doing here? Are you helping the tiger? Go back and follow Tu Gang. You will get nothing except the smell of farts."
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I have already offended the divine envoy today, so I might as well offend him ruthlessly. Now I can avenge my master just for a little bit of face.
Yang Jiong had no fear in his heart. Even the earth god Ye Kai couldn't withstand the soul-suppressing seal. Tu Gang couldn't be a god. If Tu Gang was just a mortal god, with the soul-suppressing seal and the parting hook, he might be able to completely avenge his master today.
A Nascent Soul monk said: "The elves have occupied the Free Heaven for a long time, and it's time to move their position. Seeing as you are on the human side, why do you want to speak for the elves?"
Yang Jiong said: "The elves are a race that yearns for peace. They have no offense against any race on this continent. Such a peace-loving and kind-hearted race, why do you have to fight against each other? I am not speaking for anyone, you
Let the elves move their position, that’s great! You three factions and two sects will come to Free Heaven and free up the south for the elves.”
All the Yuanying monks were speechless for a while. Didn't they pick up sesame seeds and lose the watermelons?