During this trip, although I looked very enthusiastic and ambitious, I seemed to want to conquer a huge empire.
However, only I know how bad my mood is. After all, I have lost everything.
The surging enthusiasm shown now is more of a cover-up, a comfort, and a form of forgetfulness under self-hypnosis.
But the more some things are like this, the more profound the memory becomes, so that my steps become a little heavier, and my overall condition becomes worse and worse.
Suddenly, after I landed my foot again, flames burst into flames all around, and a large number of complex and weird lines lit up across the entire land with me as the center.
"This is... a formation?"
The incident in front of me made me frown, feeling as if I had accidentally fallen into some kind of trap.
"Hahaha... He is mine, don't grab it from me!"
At this time, an arrogant, unbridled, and unscrupulous laughter came from the front.
Accompanied by a large number of obsequious flattery sounds, the seemingly empty land around them seemed to have been suddenly pulled up by an invisible curtain, and a large group of strange young monks appeared out of thin air.
Judging from the aura, most of them have reached the Taichu state, and they are staring at me with burning eyes at this moment.
"Congratulations, sir, this method of sitting back and waiting for the rabbit is still effective!"
A monk with a pointed mouth and monkey cheeks didn't even look at me. He was busy flattering a young man in rich clothes next to him.
"Young master's luck... tsk tsk tsk, there's nothing to say! So many people set traps, but it was the young master who was the first to catch a living creature."
Another monk, who was almost fat as a ball, glanced at me and immediately started kneeling and licking, making everyone around him look at me with suspicion.
"It turns out that the legend is true! The longer these battle relics of true immortals exist, the more likely they are to give birth to some spirits!"
At this time, a monk with a drake voice was hovering around me, with a greedy look in his eyes.
"Of course, I don't care who I am! Come on, let me see what I have caught this time."
I saw him push away the crowd forcefully, squeeze to the front, look at me, and keep making sounds of admiration.
At this time, I could see clearly that there were eight of them. In addition to the young master and the three sycophants who were surrounding him, there were four other people who were obviously guards.
It's just their behavior that annoys me!
What do you think I am? What kind of ghost is this?
Although I know there are some things I don't know about, I am now in the darkest moment of my life, my mood is at an absolute low ebb, and I just want to beat them up.
"I advise you not to mess with me! Now remove this formation, kneel down and apologize, and I might consider letting you live!"
I stared at them and said word by word, with cold eyes that seemed to kill everything, causing the so-called young master who was approaching to slow down his steps.
Soon, he seemed to feel that it was very embarrassing for him to stop just because of my words or a look.
His face suddenly turned as red as pig liver, and he shouted: "Humph! How dare a caught fish be so arrogant! Not to mention that you are just a spirit that has just transformed into a human form and has no magic power. Even if you are as powerful as us and
How about it? If you enter my formation, you will have to accept my fate!"
At this time, the monk with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks suddenly jumped out, pointed at me and cursed: "That's right! You dare to glare at our young master with your little eyes! Give you a chance to transform into your original form as soon as possible! Maybe because you are so obedient
For your sake, our young master can consider letting you suffer less."
"These days, cats and dogs dare to jump out and act like giant cloves of garlic! How dare a mere monster with no magic power dare to speak arrogant words to me?"
The male duck's voice sounded from behind me, taunting me.
"Don't say you are a spirit. Even if you are not, so what if you are an ordinary person or a monk? Since you have fallen into the trap of our master's formation, you have no choice but to accept your fate and become a monster! Our master is blessed by heaven.
Is it possible that it will be gone if you say no?"
At this time, the fat monk also came up to him. However, as soon as he spoke, the young man's face turned red and turned black, and he kicked him.
Immediately, the meatball monk really looked like a big meatball, rolling away in a very round way.
Behind him was the young man yelling angrily: "I am a man of great fortune! I am a man of great fortune! You fat man with a fat head full of oil, can you speak!"
Seeing several people taking turns appearing in front of me as if they were playing tricks, my mood suddenly became extremely bad. With the help of the unpredictable power of the White Tiger boots, I walked out of the so-called formation they had set up.
The next moment, I suddenly bumped into the young man's arms, and his explosive voice immediately muted. This was caused by the indescribable pain caused by the huge impact.
When my figure appeared again, he had already been grabbed by my right hand by the neck and raised high, and his feet were kicking around because they couldn't touch the ground.
My power is so huge, with just one bump and one pinch, I completely dissipated all the magic power of this so-called young master who is also in the Taichu realm.
At this moment, the meridians in his body had been broken into countless pieces by my angry impact. It would be impossible to recover in the future without paying some price.
Only then did the followers around him react.
The guards did their duty and surrounded me immediately. One of the monks who seemed to be the leader shouted to me: "Young man, I advise you not to make a mistake! Now put down my young master and cut off his limbs."
Come back with me to apologize, and the sect leader may consider letting you die a happy death."
As soon as he said these words, the good feeling I had for him rushing out with due diligence disappeared in an instant.
After all, compared to their calmness in dealing with changes, the young master's friends had long since fled away without any sense of loyalty after discovering that I was so strong.
And the young man I was holding in my hands finally regained his breath at this moment, and cursed with a ferocious look on his face: "You guys kill him! I don't believe he really dares to hurt my life!"
His words left me speechless for a while. He was going to kill me, and he still thought that I wouldn't dare to hurt him? Where did this confidence come from?
I originally thought that his guard was already mentally retarded, but I didn’t expect that this young master was even worse!
Which sect are they from? Are they a retarded sect? Why do they produce such unreasonable idiots!
Why do I meet people like this when I first come out of the mountain? Is it just me?
Unexpectedly, I still underestimated them...
Just after the young man let out his hysterical cry, the four guards who surrounded me drew their swords and slashed at me without even blinking... (To be continued)