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"Now it's okay, no one to bother. Wu Yue smiled.

Senior Brother was stunned for a long time, and then stumbled and spoke, "They will still have people, as long as it is a monk, the people of the Shinto Sect will always hunt us down." ”

Wu Yue paused for a moment and said, "You don't have to worry about this. ”

It seems to be infected by Wu Yue's self-confidence, of course, the white-robed corpse is more convincing, and then contact this person's appearance, and the two of them suddenly emerged with confidence.

"It all started three years ago, that day, all the gods....... Whether it is offered by a monk or an ordinary person, as long as it is a god statue, as long as someone worships it, it has become the appearance of a person. This person is the sect master of the Shinto Sect, and we only know that his name is Wu Daofa, and we don't know anything else. ”

"It was raining in the sky, red rain, just like the rain now. Speaking of this, Senior Brother's voice was a little dull, as if he was suppressing his mood, and after a long while, he continued, "Then it's killing, all monks, as long as they know how to cultivate, can't escape the pursuit of the Shinto Sect, there is no reason." ”

It turns out that I have been here for three years.

"They seem to be able to teleport freely, and they can accurately find each monk, and different clothes represent different levels of pursuit. This person is the second level, and the reason is because we brought a magic weapon......"

"Is this it?" Wu Yue waved his hand, and a thunder dragon appeared in his palm.

The breath was dying and full of fear.

Of course, Wu Yue had no intention of returning it, looking at the confident eyes of the two people, Wu Yue nodded and said, "You guys find a place to hide first, and in less than a month, this disaster will be over." ”

Both of them believed, and they had to believe it, and they couldn't fail to believe it.

――

Wu Yue stepped out in one step, and the end of the world was close at hand.

It was a rain that spread throughout the fairy realm, but it didn't have that much impact in the mortal world. I have even begun to get used to it, although the sun is still not seen for a long time, but the growth of crops has not been affected, it is still growing, and it tastes no different from before. So apart from a little more talk, the rest doesn't seem to be much.

A restaurant in Guanyang City. It has been in business for several generations and is a century-old shop.

The name is Baijia Building. Baijialou is also quite famous here, according to legend, the ancestors of Baijialou had a fairy fate, and the immortals also left treasures here, anyway, it is so half-believing, there are many doubts to pass down this story.

On this day, in Baijialou, a man in a white shirt walked in.

The atmosphere inside is solid.

The shopkeeper was a chubby man, Wu Yue glanced at it, and looked a little dazed.

"Who are you from Wang Fugui?" Wu Yue said softly.

The sound is not loud, but it rings clearly in everyone's ears.

When the shopkeeper heard this voice, he was stunned at first, and then ecstatic.

"Villain....... The villain is the seventeenth grandson of Wang Fugui's ancestor. I've seen it, I've seen immortals, and the small one is called Wang Duobao. The chubby shopkeeper hurriedly knelt down.

As soon as Wu Yue's hand was raised, Wang Duobao couldn't kneel.

"Speaking of which, this is what I promised your ancestors that I could do for you once. ”

Wang Duobao didn't know what to say, at this time he was extremely excited in his heart, it was already a treasure that had been passed down for more than two hundred years. A small jade sword has always been enshrined in the ancestral hall, and every eldest son will know such a thing, but no one has ever tried it, and some people suspect that someone doesn't believe it.

"Just a few of them?" Wu Yue glanced casually, there were still seven people in the restaurant. There were a lot of people lying on the ground, and most of them looked like they were guys here.

Seven people, divided into two groups, were cultivated in different amounts. Wu Yue didn't look at it again, for him, it was all ants, and there was no need to distinguish even the size, there was no difference.

"I don't know what to call this fellow Dao.......ist?"

Wang Duobao nodded, Wu Yue waved his hand, and all seven people fell to the ground, beads of sweat fell from the size of beans, and the hundred-year-old cultivation disappeared in an instant.

No one doubts that Baijialou has a fairy fate.

――

A glimpse of the boundless grassland, full of spaciousness, of course, in a rich life, ideals and beliefs are indispensable, far away tower is the belief of the people here.

An overwhelming shadow that seemed to be a bird with four claws.

The two of them were talking, this pair of old enemies.

"What does Brother Zhang think. Wu Yue smiled.

Zhang Xuandao touched the sword a few times, but he still didn't pull it out, and said in an unkind tone: "You let this thing stop first, otherwise even if we agree, I'm afraid there won't be many dragons in the Sky Tower by then." ”

Wu Yue smiled and said, "I don't need us to agree, all I want is your promise." ”

"What kind of bird is this?" Zhang Xuandao said suddenly.

"Darkness. ”

"Dragons' spells and attacks don't work against it?"

"None of them worked. ”

The two of them laughed at the same time, and their expressions began to be serious as they laughed.

Zhang Xuandao said coldly: "Remember what you said." ”

Wu Yue nodded and said, "Remember what you promised." ”

――

Before leaving the mountain.

Wu Yue called softly, "Libao." ”

The earth shakes and the mountains shake.

"I'm still waiting for you. ”

The people on the mountain were all shocked, thinking it was a Shinto sect.

"You are ......." the voice in the dream sounded.

"I, I'm a fairy......"

"Faerie ......"

――

Half a month later.

Shinto sect.

The dragon circled, and huge runes lit up, as if the voice from ancient times slowly sounded.

Zhang Xuandao held the white jade sword in his hand and jumped high.

A sword is like a thousand pounds.

Rising up to the sky, there is no grievance.

Tanka line!Heart, freedom, liver and gallbladder, Kunlun, singing.

Three swords and three avenues, waving between heaven and earth.

Wu Yue opened the world of midsummer, as if it coincided with the world, this gray sky lit up, and a sun burned, exuding endless heat.

Cicada chirping, madness and apathy.

Wu Yue folded his fists together, hooking the power of the world.

Wu Daofa was already a young man, and he didn't use any magic weapons, just relying on his body, attacking and counterattacking again and again, without the slightest sign of defeat.

As for the Shinto Sect, the sect's great array has been opened, and no one dares to come out.

The red rain in the sky was getting heavier and heavier, and there was a faint sound of wind, like an ancient whimper.

"This seat is immortal and immortal, who can kill me!" Wu Daofa laughed loudly.

If so, why do you need to say more? Zhang Xuandao sneered, grabbed it in the air, and several rays of light flashed.

It's all the inheritance of Base 0.

Wu Daofa shouted, "Die!"

One becomes two, two becomes three, and three illusions are endless.

"Libao. Wu Yue pointed out, and a high mountain appeared in the sky, falling high.

"Formation. The dragon wailed and roared, and blood flowed out. (To be continued.) )