Chapter 126 was subdued

Oh my God, this is the situation of a god horse? A Seven-Colored Sage, who is so powerful that he can be almost immortal, has lived for an unknown number of thousands of years, was slapped and flown away by a little kid? How is this possible?

There were many saints in the Dao Tibetan Realm suspended in the sky, one was counted as one, and all of them were stunned at this moment!

In fact, not only them, but even the Colorful Saint himself who was pulled away was stupid on the spot and couldn't believe it.

I saw that his face was full of sluggishness, covering his face with one hand, and staring at Fengya with a pair of eyes, and he didn't react for a long time!

"Obediently, what's going on? How did the old man get sucked away? Couldn't I be dazzled by the mistake?" a guy from the Taoist Tibetan realm quietly asked the man next to him.

"If you're dazzled, it means I'm dazzled too, and I've seen this scene anyway, but I don't know why?" said another person in equally surprise.

"Could it be that we have all fallen for illusion, right? The Colorful Sage's mana is boundless, and he can destroy this low-level plane with a wave of his hand, how can he be swept away by a child? It must be an illusion!" one of the people next to him affirmed.

As he spoke, he used a special pupil technique, and a pair of eyes sparkled and shot around.

Everyone else thought so, and Qi Qi used the pupil technique, and for a while, the pupils shone brightly, illuminating the whole audience.

But what disappointed them was that there was not a shadow of illusion around, there was, just real.

"Suck ~" Immediately, everyone gasped, and then looked at Fengya with the eyes of a monster, I really didn't understand what was going on.

At this time, the old sage who had been smoked finally came to his senses, his face gradually became hideous, and his whole face was distorted. It's like a demon out of hell.

As a Colorful Saint, his status in the Dao Tibetan Realm is high, and wherever he goes on weekdays, he is kneeling and receiving by the saints, which can be described as infinitely beautiful!

But now it's good that he's been slapped in public! And he's been whipped by a little kid. In front of so many disciples of the sect, this face is lost, that one is really not ordinarily big, he can't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into, how can he see people in the future?

The old guy was like crazy, and rushed directly to Fengya, and at the same time roared angrily: "Bastard, the old man is fighting with you!"

The figure of the Colorful Saint turned into a streamer, and he came to Fengya's face in an instant. With his strength, he is afraid that he can kill a pseudo-saint with just a breath.

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At this time, almost everyone thought that Fengya was dead, but the next moment, another thing happened that shocked everyone.

I saw Feng Ya raise her arm and slap it hard again, with a crisp sound. How did the Colorful Sage go and fly back, but on the other side of the originally intact cheek. One more clear purple handprint.

The old guy opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, mixed with several big white teeth!

"Suct~" The people in the Dao Tibetan Realm gasped again, and were directly dumbfounded again.

If it were once, it could be said to be accidental, but it was like this twice in a row. Then there's obviously a problem!

It's just that the Colorful Saint who was pulled away was already angry at this time, and even lost his reason, so he didn't care about anything else, and after stopping his body, it was like rushing up again.

Fortunately, at this time, the other two Colorful Saints reacted. Hurriedly flew to his left and right, and reached out to stop him.

"Senior brother, calm down, that kid is cheating!"

"Senior brother, don't worry, I just felt a great force in the underworld, I'm afraid there are god-level figures around, don't act rashly!"

The words of the two people calmed down the crazy Colorful Saint, especially the god-level character, which made him even more frightened.

He naturally doesn't care about a mere elegance, but if there is a god standing behind someone, it is not something he can provoke.

So he temporarily stopped revenge, reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and whispered, "You go and test." I will not make peace with this for the time being. ”

"Okay!" The middle-aged man on the left nodded, then looked up and shouted, "Dare to ask which senior again?"

His voice was driven by mana, and it was stirred far away, and I am afraid that anyone within a radius of thousands of miles could hear it clearly.

But alas, there was no response.

However, their people were all taken aback, and secretly said in their hearts, 'No wonder the Seven Colored Saints have been drawn, could it be that there is a certain god hidden in secret?'

Seeing that no one answered, the middle-aged Seven-Colored Sage raised his voice again and said it again, but it was still light and light, and there was no response.

In desperation, he could only turn his face to Feng Ya and said, "This little brother, can you please talk to the seniors behind you?"

"Hehe~" Feng Ya laughed, and then said with great disdain: "You are not worthy!"

Actually, Fengya understands now, the other party must have misunderstood the power of the Three Holy Pagodas, thinking that there is a god behind him.

Of course, he wouldn't be kind enough to explain to these bastards, so he just pretended to be stupid and planned to play tricks on them.

The middle-aged Colorful Saint was furious by Feng Ya's words, and he wanted to attack, but considering the pitiful fate of the old man next to him, he could only forcibly hold back, and then said lightly: "Since the seniors are unwilling to show up, then we have no choice but to go back and tell the elders of the sect and ask them to come and talk to you!"

So saying, he made a gesture to leave.

When Feng Ya heard this, she immediately frowned, and said directly: "Slow, we can talk about something!"

~~~~~ I ~~~~~ ~~~~~ the of the ~~~~~ and the ~~~~~ are harmoniously ~~~~~ cut ~~~~~ ~~~~~ line ~~~~~

Actually, Fengya really doesn't want to talk to these wastes more, so how simple is it to kill them directly?

But the problem is that these guys are not cats and dogs, they all have extraordinary identities, especially the three colorful saints, all of whom are treasures of the sect.

If Feng Ya is left here, he may be fine for a while, but after a long time, other people's teachers will definitely find out, and if a god-level existence comes to the door, Feng Yake will not be able to eat and leave.

In desperation, Fengya had no choice but to open her mouth to see if she could resolve the matter peacefully, if it didn't work, it would not be too late to do it.

The middle-aged man is obviously just for show, he has traveled hundreds of millions of miles, crossed many faces, and spent a lot of effort to come here, but he didn't get any benefits, but was humiliated and forced to flee in the wilderness.

So as soon as Feng Ya's mouth changed, he stopped and said, "If you are really sincere, you need to tell us first, who is the person behind you?"

"Don't talk nonsense with me!" Feng Ya immediately sneered: "You bastards, you bastards, ran to Lao Tzu's territory, and kept saying that you want to turn us into slaves, do you really think that a turtle with three colored feathers thinks that you are invincible in the world?"

"You?" the man was so angry that he almost ran out. But then he thought about it, this time he was indeed too reckless, and he didn't inquire about the strength of others, so he opened his mouth and closed his mouth to accept slaves, no matter how he looked at it, he looked like an idiot!

If the opponent's power is too poor, it can be easily taken, and there is naturally no problem. But the current situation is that others are stronger than themselves, so this kind of behavior is really similar to looking for death, and it is also contrary to the law of the supremacy of strength.

In desperation, he could only smile bitterly and complain: "First of all, the guy from the Vulcan Sect deceived us that there were only low-level saints here, and after you came, you didn't recognize your Divine Son, of course we won't take you seriously?"

"That's it~" A colorful saint next to him also said depressedly: "If you had said that you had a god as a backer, the idiot would provoke you?"

"Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, it's damnable!" said the beaten old man with a sad and angry face, obviously thinking that Fengya was deliberately trying to clean him up.

"Hehe~" Fengya just smiled proudly, and didn't explain much, but said: "Okay, don't talk nonsense, tell me your intentions first!"

"This~" This time, the three guys were not able to speak. Originally, they naturally wanted to occupy this place and the Continent of Life, but now that they were slapped in the face, they knew that it was impossible, so they didn't dare to mention this stubble again.

So after the three of them communicated with each other, the leading middle-aged Qicai Sheng said to Feng Ya: "Actually, we are here to do business!"

"Hehe!" After hearing this, Feng Ya couldn't help but mock: "Look at your menacing appearance, you don't look like businessmen at all, but you are similar to robbers!"

"This~" The middle-aged Colorful Saint smiled awkwardly, and said helplessly: "Don't mention the past, right?"

"Okay!" Feng Ya nodded, and then said solemnly, "If I didn't guess wrong, you are from the Dao Tibetan Realm, and you were attracted by the Fire God Sect Ancestor!"

"That's true!" the other nodded.

Feng Ya immediately asked curiously, "Can you tell me, where is the Fire God Sect Ancestor now?" Did he deliberately betray me, or did he accidentally leak the bottom and be caught by you?"

"Hehe, that kid wants to eat alone, but unfortunately he is not careful enough!" The middle-aged Colorful Sage said lightly: "He is no longer there now, but I think this shouldn't affect our business, right?"

Obviously, they had already known a lot of information from the memories of the Fire God Sect Ancestor, including the fact that the relationship between Fengya and the Ancestor was not particularly harmonious, so they were not worried that Fengya would avenge him.

Sure enough, after hearing this, Feng Ya just shrugged her shoulders, and then said indifferently: "What a poor guy." But one thing you said is right, it doesn't affect our normal trading. (To be continued......)