Seeing that Yeyouxian spoke sincerely, Yangxian couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"Ye Youxian, to be honest, we are in a dilemma!"
Only then did the Sravakas and Yang Immortals tell them about their own difficulties.
They were also promoted to the position of gods by Wang Fu without knowing it, and they are still a little unhappy now.
Because of this, they are regarded as aliens among the immortals, and Wang Fu has not come to contact them so far.
"You are saying that Wang Fu helps you win the title and has no other requirements?"
This is unbelievable. Wang Fu was so kind and kind, and he didn’t ask for anything in return, and he did good deeds without leaving any name.
Immortal Yang coughed twice and explained, "His disciples and disciples, all of the Leihuo lineage, take shelter in Wuwo Yunyang Temple."
The implication was that he had never imagined that Tuogu's remuneration would be so generous.
"It seems that this Wang Fu is also affectionate and righteous."
Ye Youxian thought that Hua Xianren's death was because he stood up and destroyed the Jie Qi Hall.
Based on the above, Wang Fu has a clear distinction between love and hate, and a character who must repay kindness and hatred.
Logically speaking, such a simple and pure character is the best to deal with, but Wang Fu's methods are too clever.
As for the voice-hearing god, he has nothing to do with Wang Fu, while the relationship between the concubine god and his master and servant does not reach this level.
This is also the reason why the two have been discussing for a long time and still can't figure out Wang Fu's approach.
"I told other immortals before that Wang Fu's move is to divide us."
Ye Youxian explained, "You are a god and an immortal, but now you are all regarded as aliens."
"It should be noted that the number of immortals and gods is equivalent to weakening two helpers and causing divisions in the immortals and gods camp. This is Wang Fu's purpose."
Yang Xianren suddenly realized it, and looked at each other with Shengwentian, thinking that it was very possible.
Repaying kindness is one aspect, dividing the camp of immortals and gods is another aspect. Wang Fu has great meaning in every step he takes.
"Ye Youxian, you have fallen out with them now, why don't you come with us and take a look around?"
Yangxian was very eager and extended an invitation to Yeyouxian.
They have just arrived. The new immortals among the immortals need to be taken care of by the elders.
"That's fine, let's travel around and watch the abnormal development."
In Wang Fu's palm, eight walnut-sized Secret Realm Heavens were suspended in front of him, among which was the Mingxuan Heaven he was guarding.
This time, the tiger's mouth is snatching food from the tiger's mouth, seizing these secret realms from the hands of the unfaithful, weakening the opponent's momentum like a rainbow, and it is very effective.
According to the development trend, Wufa must seize all the thirty-three secret realms, lead all the people, and truly be the only one in heaven and earth. Now that the eight secret realms have been taken away, his original strength has been weakened, and the future may not be smooth.
"It's still a little worse."
Wang Futuo held up the eight secret realms in his hand and looked at the Cang Palace, which was as high as the sky. "How high is the sky?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a black energy turned into a sharp arrow and shot straight into Wang Fu's back.
"Wang Fu, let go of the secret realm. How can you, a mere mortal, master it?"
Mahakala, the most slayable ghost god, appeared in front of Wang Fu.
He took action secretly, which was equivalent to a sneak attack, and it was a fatal attack.
The black energy seemed to penetrate into Wang Fu's body, and he regained his composure after a while.
Wang Fu turned around, his face flashed with black energy for a few times, and finally disappeared without a trace.
"Dahkala, are you here to tease me too?"
"That's right, the others are all smart people, but you are the only one who comes here to be the vanguard."
Wang Fu nodded towards Mahakala, "Why, you also want these eight secret heavens? You have a discerning eye and have seen the key."
The sons of luck and those without hair are all competing for the secret heaven, which shows how precious these territories are.
Now, Mahakala makes a sneak attack, firstly to kill Wang Fu, and secondly to seize the secret realm.
"Stop talking nonsense, I want to see if you can kill a god like me?"
Mahakala held his hands in vain, the surrounding light was distorted, turning into pitch black, and countless swords and guns evolved in the air.
With just one thought, countless dark skies descended, filled with murderous intent.
In the blink of an eye, Mahakala's body was covered with arms, swaying like seaweed, each hand holding a weapon.
"Go to hell!"
Mahakala's eyes widened, and countless sharp weapons transformed by Krishna struck at Wang Fuqi.
Wang Fu held eight secret heavens in one hand, leaving only one hand to deal with them. It seemed that the situation was not good.
"Hehehe."
Wang Fu raised his free hand and blocked the thrusts of hundreds of millions of swords and spears with only the back of his hand.
Fire splashed everywhere, countless spaces shattered and dissipated, and the black sky fell and destroyed one by one, like countless black butterflies folding their wings.
"Maikala, don't you want the Secret Realm? I'll give it to you."
Wang Fu held up eight walnut-sized secret realm heavens and aimed them at Mahakala's forehead, swishing and swishing, leaving no one behind.
Mahakala was shocked when he saw this. He let go and threw away hundreds of millions of swords and guns. Countless arms began to stretch forward to stop the slowly falling secret sky. The secret sky fell from the sky, carrying hundreds of millions of living beings, and the weight of heaven and earth.
, even gods must be cautious in confronting them.
This is true for one secret realm, let alone eight.
Mahakala once controlled a secret realm, and he knew even more about the terrifying power of the secret realm.
"not good."
He couldn't understand how Wang Fu could do it, throwing the secret sky around like throwing projectiles.
The eight secret realm sky fell one after another, and the arms were broken one after another, just like Shao's red-hot iron ball falling into the grass, crushing it into ashes. Winter!
A secret sky bounced up and hit Mahakala's chest, and thick smoke and black gas came out from the seven orifices.
The black sky that shrouded the world behind him finally opened a crack, and infinite light came out through the crack.
The remaining seven secret heavens came one after another with overwhelming force, defeating the millions of arms of Mahakala.
"It's not good, it's not good, it's not good,"
Fear arose in Mahakala's heart, and he finally realized what Hua Xian felt at the moment of death.
One by one, the secret realms hit Mahakala one after another. There were more and more cracks in the black sky behind him, and the light coming through became more and more dazzling. "Don't stand by and save me, save me quickly."
Mahakala shouted in the air, as if he was asking for help from his kind.
Wang Fu was not surprised when he heard this. He knew that this time was a test. Mahakala was on the surface, and other gods and gods must be hiding in the dark to observe. "Maikala, no one will touch you."
"In the human world, there are so many great evil ghosts from the Master of Heaven, waiting for opportunities like Hayata waiting for the rain. If you don't die, where will they find space?"
Wang Fu grabbed eight secret heavens, crumpled them into a ball, and threw them towards Mahakala.
Killing gods and immortals is far from being as simple as imagined, at least the secret realm is one of the sharp weapons.
"Wang Fu, that's enough, that's it."
Seven or eight voices sounded in the void, including ghosts, gods, and immortals. They stretched out their palms or lowered arcs of light, pulling Mahakala to jump up and out of the space, dodging Wang Fu's attack.
This brief trial ended in failure. Facts have proved that Wang Fu is not easy to mess with and is far more difficult to deal with than before.
"He actually ran away."
Wang Fu took back the lost secret sky, looked at the empty sky, and shook his head, he is still a god, his style is so low!