Chapter 903 Immortals and Buddhas are made by humans. Once you become an immortal, you will no longer be human!
Click!
The electric snake and thunder dragon rolled away into the night, and a heavy rain poured down on the world. The misty rain enveloped the entire city of Deshan.
On the courtyard wall, the wind and rain disappeared, and a man in black stood holding a sword. When Yang Yu raised his eyes, he was also looking at the room.
"Your magic power is low, but your vision is not shallow, but since you see that the Dao Fruit has its owner, how dare you stand in the way?"
The man in black looked at each other coldly:
"By blocking rituals and even killing parents, didn't your master teach you this? You..."
boom!
Thunder exploded on the ground.
"Um?!"
The face of the man in black trembled, and he felt as if there was a thunderbolt in front of him. Extremely violent energy poured into his throat, and the last half of his words were forced in.
But his reaction was extremely fast. He pointed his toes and in an instant, he disappeared into the rain:
"As fast as thunder and as fast as lightning, I actually underestimated you. It's a pity that you..."
Supernatural powers, night travel!
Yang Yu glanced at it and saw only wisps of afterimages rapidly changing and moving in the night like ghosts.
Sen Han's murderous intent burst out from the diffuse night rain. At this moment, it seemed that every drop of rain was filled with killing moves.
Taoism, falling rain!
The response of the man in black was not unpleasant. The divine channel technique was instantly activated among the lightning and flints. Through the extremely strong spiritual energy in the city, it exploded with such intensity that Yang Yu couldn't help but light up in front of his eyes.
However, that's all.
Boom!
Almost at the same time that the man in black was hiding in the night, Yang Yu touched his foot gently, and powerful and violent energy and blood burst out.
In the process of traveling between the two realms, the blood energy that Yang Yujiazi cultivated was tempered into his body. The quantity was much worse than before, but the quality was improved by an unknown amount.
The moment the blood energy dispersed, the overwhelming raindrops turned into mist.
"What kind of magic is this?"
The man in black subconsciously sensed that something was wrong, but the thoughts still flashed through his mind, and the fist mark in front of him had already appeared across the sky.
Buzz!
As if the stars were falling and the sun was setting, and the void was violently trembling, the man in black, with a look of shock and disbelief in his eyes, had been squeezed out of the void involuntarily!
My magical power has been broken?!
He was horrified in his heart, but he had no time to activate other magical powers and Taoist techniques because the fist seal had already reached the front door!
quick!
too fast!
The man in black's eyes were about to burst. No matter how many divine channeling techniques he had on him, he only had time to raise his arms.
"I……"
boom!
The loud noise that could not be suppressed by the night rain and thunderstorms exploded on the long street. The man in black felt as if he was hit by Juyue Sacred Mountain, and his vision turned black in a flash, and he fell heavily on the long street.
His heart was beating like a drum, his face was beating wildly, and when he saw the golden light coming from the heavy rain, he was frightened to the point of death:
"not me!"
call!
The air flow carried the rain and rose up into the sky, like a tornado, reaching a height of more than ten feet. For a while, there was no raindrops inside and outside the long street.
Pa da~
Looking at the fist mark in front of him, the black-clothed swordsman shed cold sweat and his breathing seemed to have stopped for a moment. He was just a hair away from death...
"Too much nonsense will kill people. Didn't your master teach you this?"
The heavy rain blown away by the wind fell again, and the swordsman in black turned into a drowned rat, his face turned extremely red:
"you you……"
call!
Before he could finish his sentence, he felt the strong wind roaring in his ears, and without even a snap of his fingers, he was pulled back to the previous room.
"I ask, you answer."
The biting cold chill extinguished the impulse in the black-clothed swordsman's heart. He ignored the severe pain of his broken arms and nodded with difficulty.
The person in front of me has very weak magic power, almost to the point of being nonexistent. However, his actions are truly thrilling.
As soon as the red gold energy came out, his Taoist skills dissipated instantly, and even his natal magical powers were immediately destroyed. This was really terrifying.
In his impression, this must be the power of powerful Taoist arts, magical powers, or martial arts of those large sects and even the Holy Land...
"Tell me about your rank and origin."
"Jiang, Jiang Shentong...the elder of the Hundan Sect...the Shidu, the Night Traveling God..."
"You are so humble, but you are still an elder?"
Yang Yu was a little surprised.
He is naturally no stranger to the Night God.
The first supernatural power lord he created by changing destiny through Tongyou was the Night Travel God.
This black-clothed swordsman was certainly much more powerful than the Taoist, and he was quite skilled in his magical powers, but compared to the Cangjiang Sect true disciple Jiang Qing he encountered when he was refining the catalog of ten thousand immortals, he was not as good as the boss.
However, it was precisely because he saw that this old guy was a night wandering god that he showed mercy, otherwise that punch would have turned him into mud.
There are twenty-eight night wandering gods, who hold their arms as emperors at night.
Before ancient times, the wandering gods rotated day and night, patrolling the yin and yang. If they saw evil people and evil deeds, they would report them to the city god and report them to the divine court.
Although he looks evil, he is actually a god who oversees good and evil.
"Are you the only one from your Hundan sect?"
"...How dare you insult me!"
Jiang Shentong's face turned red. If he hadn't been controlled by others, he would have pounced on him immediately, but when he saw that cold gaze, he was still discouraged:
"My Hundan Sect was once a major sect, but it declined for a while..."
"So, you are really the only one?"
Yang Yu laughed dumbly, but did not dwell on it:
"Don't say it's a coincidence that you're here today. Tell me, whose ritual is this Blood Pond Dao Fruit?"
"What can we do if we know who it is?"
Jiang Shentong fell to the ground, with a sneer under his messy hair:
"When you big sects build cities and open up fertile fields, aren't you just recruiting mortals into the city as 'ceremonial materials'?!
What you have done, others will surely follow suit! This Blood Pond Dao Fruit is the chief external affairs manager of the Fang family, so he can do something!
That old beast disturbed people's hearts and harmed countless people. I took advantage of the night to chop him into serious injuries. At this moment, I'm afraid I won't dare to go out again..."
"oh?"
Yang Yu raised his eyebrows:
"In your opinion, this kind of thing is very common?"
Yang Yu attaches great importance to collecting all kinds of information, but he has only been in this world for half a year, and he still needs to familiarize himself with his own changes and practice for most of the time.
Therefore, he may have had some vague guesses before, but in a real sense, this was the first time he encountered it.
"There are so many."
For some reason, Jiang Shentong became a little indignant, and even his fear seemed to have dissipated a lot. He struggled to sit cross-legged, mocking:
"Ninety-three years ago, you, the old wine thief of Cangjiangmen, almost turned the eighty-three big cities of the Qianyuan Dynasty upside down to complete the ceremony. Don't you think that everyone at that time was dead?"
"Do you think I am a disciple of Cangjiang Sect?"
Yang Yu came to his senses.
"You have cultivated such incredible magical powers at such a young age, could you still be a casual cultivator?"
The more Jiang Shentong spoke, the angrier he became:
"I knew that Yinghuo Shouxin would take action at Cangjiang Gate, but I didn't expect that you would arrive so quickly!
But it’s okay, now that you are here, you can open your eyes and see what these dogs you have done!”
"Yu is not a disciple of the Cangjiang Sect. He came here just to meet him."
Yang Yu explained casually, regardless of whether he believed it or not:
"However, you can tell me what the dog at Cangjiang Gate did."
"Aren't you a disciple of Cangjiang Sect?"
Jiang Shentong was doubtful, but he was too lazy to tell the truth from the false, and gritted his teeth:
"The city lords of Xieshan City and the three major families have no conscience and sit back and watch the evil dragon in the mighty river bring trouble to the city and play tricks on the people!
You allowed that evil beast to feed on humans, and held banquets for ten thousand old men, ten thousand women, and ten thousand sons one after another. In a hundred years, you ate an unknown number of people!"
"Ten thousand old men, ten thousand women, ten thousand sons..."
Yang Yu's eyes darkened.
A few months ago, he had glimpsed this matter at the Wolf Eagle Society, but after that, no one from the Fang family appeared again...
"The three major families, the City Lord's Mansion, and the Cangjiang Gate, are worshiped by all the people, but they allow the evil dragon to cause trouble, eat people, and eat people..."
Jiang Shentong beat the ground hard, his arm was broken and bleeding:
"The emperor can only live for ten thousand years, these beasts have forgotten everything, forgotten everything..."
Jiang Shentong was indignant in his heart, his energy and blood surged up, and when he almost spurted out blood, he suddenly realized that his reaction was too violent, and he couldn't help but raise his head in shock:
"The art of capturing souls?!"
"You said that the three families condone the evil dragon's cannibalism. Do you have any evidence?"
Yang Prison spoke.
Within the city of Xieshan, there is a spirit gathering formation, which not only gathers the energy of the mountains and forests from all directions, but also has the effect of isolating the exploration of divine will.
He could feel the dragon's aura, but he couldn't lock on to it.
"Are you really not a disciple of Cangjiang Sect?"
Jiang Shentong took a deep breath, cold sweat oozing out from his forehead:
"You want evidence? Isn't that easy? Thirteen days later, on Long Zi's birthday, the night after the whole city celebrates his birthday, there will definitely be a gluttonous feast in Long Tao Pavilion..."
Click~
With a flick of his finger, Yang Yu restored his broken arm. The latter grunted and staggered to his feet:
"At that time, not only the evil dragon will show up, but also people from all the big and small families in the city will come. If you want evidence, go and get it yourself!"
After saying this, knowing that the person in front of him had no murderous intention, Jiang Shentong struggled to get up and walked into the rainy night. His voice sounded hoarse amid the thunder:
"Immortals and gods are made by humans. Once you become an immortal, you are no longer human! It's sad and ridiculous, haha, hahaha..."