Chapter 958: Guess the Fourth Son, Wangshan Jun (Ask for Recommendation)

Shisanlang was silent for a while, then raised his head and said, "Just guess what." ”

Thousands of monks were collectively dumbfounded, and Huoyue was slightly stunned and then went crazy, and his face that had been torn open countless holes flowed with colorful juice, terrifying and disgusting.

"I can really guess that this seat calls your ancestors. ”

"I don't have, and I don't want an uncompetitive grandson like you. ”

After a half-sneer, Shisanlang said seriously: "If you want to talk about it, let's talk about the whole point, let's listen to whether my guess makes sense." To tell you the truth, among the top ten disciples of the Mountain Monarch Sect I have encountered, you are the worst one. ”

His own family knew about his own affairs, and Huoyue knew that Shisanlang deliberately disgusted it, so he just sneered and didn't respond, and the others didn't dare to think like him, so they lowered their heads and were silently ashamed of themselves. The monks and Taoists have their own "Buddhas", and they think to themselves that if what Mr. Shisanro said is true, things will not be easy.

Guessing the identity of the fourth son of Shanjun out of thin air is simply a fantasy. Understandable people understand what Thirteen Lang means, he has the most contact with the disciples of the Mountain Monarch, so he wants to take this opportunity to spread his summary and inference all over the world, warn the world, and at the same time increase the difficulty of the disciples of the Mountain Monarch. If it is Thirteen Lang himself, this is called "the revolution must follow the mass line", and the monks all over the world will polish their eyes together, what about Shanjun?

It's not that Huoyue doesn't understand what Thirteen Lang means, but he doesn't care; first, he doesn't think Thirteen Lang can guess anything, and second, what if he can guess something?

Zuihou, and most importantly, Hozuki himself may not realize that he really wants to hear what Jusanro has to say.

All parties were thinking wildly, and Thirteen Lang coughed lightly twice, and said: "The matter started because of Shanjun, after all, it is a big guy, I guess it should not be interested in asking about mundane things." The reason why a bunch of disciples are engaged in three or four is essentially to ask for a solution. Therefore, the 18th, 27th, 36th, and 45th sons each represent a direction, or part, of the mountain king's question. ”

This statement makes sense but has no practical significance, and it is basically equivalent to not saying it.

Thirteen Lang said: "The emphasis is different, and the gap between the cultivation, status, and ability of the third and sixth sons is not too obvious. There is also not much affiliation. The second and seventh sons are completely different, they look like the same door, more like masters and servants, and their strength is like heaven and earth, and there is no comparison at all. ”

"One eight is all over the world, it doesn't sound like a type with super combat power, Bazi proved it for me, and the strength can only be said to be average. It is said that the great disciple of the Mountain Monarch is the best at concealment, so I think. That old guy probably has multiple identities like you, the kind that pretends to be a ghost, plays tricks, and hides his head and tail. ”

Speaking of this, Thirteen Lang looked at Huoyue and said: "The nine sons of the previous generation died, and their cultivation is well known;

Huoyue ignored all the cursed words and sneered: "So." Regardless of whether the new nine sons are produced or not, the strength will not be too strong?"

Jusan Lang nodded. Said sincerely: "There is no meaning to belittle, in my opinion, the Nine Sons are ten thousand times stronger than the other Mountain Monarch disciples. ”

Huoyue understood what he meant, and responded coldly, "Whatever you want." ”

Thirteen Lang said, "So you admit it?"

Huoyue's expression was indifferent, and he said, "This seat has said, whatever you think." ”

Thirteen Lang suddenly laughed. said: "The disciples of the Mountain Monarch are famous all over the world, don't you think it's strange?"

Huoyue didn't understand this.

Thirteen Lang said: "The Mountain Monarch has never appeared in the world, and the disciples of the Mountain Monarch also rarely show up, and now I know that only one of the ten disciples can be called a true master." And obviously not the kind of person who is willing to fight for the glory of the master, there are countless sects and races in the two realms, and there are countless super powers, but no matter which sect, sect, clan, or person, when it comes to the mountain monarch's sect, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as fearful as a tiger. ”

After a pause, Thirteen Lang said mockingly, "Isn't it a little strange?"

Huoyue's expression changed slightly, the two of them changed color in unison, Qin Huanchong almost opened his mouth to call out, only Huo Linglong's mind was confused, and he was so anxious that he rubbed his face.

"If things are really like that, all the thirty-seven sons are gathered together, one of the top powers, seven or eight people overhaul, and the rest of the cats and dogs are more than a dozen hehe, I don't know about the other shili, the twenty-seven branches of the Taoist Academy, at least six or seven can be compared. ”

Thirteen Lang's voice faded and said, "Do you want to tell me that with this little liliang alone, the disciples of the Mountain Monarch can gain the prestige of 'killable but not humiliating'?"

Shisanlang continued: "The main soldier, how can you do without a fierce general with outstanding strength? In addition, Lingnan is only a corner of the spiritual realm, and if you want the world to be in chaos, I don't know when you have to make a small fuss like this. Combined with what I said earlier, the overall strength of the Mountain Monarch's subordinates is too weak, and I think that the fourth son of the Mountain Monarch must have three major characteristics. ”

Having said this, everyone around could feel that the matter had reached a critical point, and they pricked up their ears.

Thirteen Lang said: "First, the cultivation of the fourth son is profound, and the middle stage of the god transformation should be at least, and its combat power is also outstanding, or it can be as long as the later stage of the god transformation. ”

Thirteen Lang said: "Second, the fourth son is high and powerful, and has the ability to ascend to the top and call for tens of millions of followers. ”

Thirteen Lang sighed lightly and said: "The third and most important one, he can and is doing things to provoke the major shili, if you think about it a little more extremely, his ultimate goal is to cause chaos in the world and provoke a war between spirits and demons." ”

Every sentence is like thunder, the sound is like a hammer, and the faces of thousands of monks are colorless; the monk continues to chant the Buddha with his head down, and Huoyue sneers at himself.

Thirteen Lang tilted his head to look at Huoyue, as if he wanted to pry his mouth open with his gaze, and asked, "Who is the fourth son?"

Huoyue Haha smiled, his mouth full of fangs fell out one after another, and said, "Why didn't you guess?"

Thirteen Lang said honestly: "I can't guess, and you're dying, please tell me first." ”

Fire Moon is indeed dying, and his body is melting, from the inside out. He laughed like crazy, laughing breathlessly, as if he wanted to laugh himself to death.

"Haha, hahahahaha, interesting. But why do you think that this seat will tell you about it when he is dying?"

"Because you didn't want to die. Since I am not willing to die, I still change the law to let me say so many sensational things, of course, I have to leave something. ”

"I must admit that you have guessed the mind of this seat again. ”

Huoyue suddenly stopped laughing, looked around and gasped, "This seat will tell you a word." Whether you can guess the true body of the four sons by it depends on you, you, you, and you, you, and your ability. ”

The ghost-like gaze saw that the surroundings were cold, and many people hurriedly avoided Huoyue's gaze and did not dare to look at it.

Huoyue was a little satisfied, looked back at Thirteen Lang and spoke slowly.

"If there is nothing in the world, there is no four, and if there is something in the world, there are four everywhere. ”

"If there is nothing, there is no four, and there are four everywhere"

Thirteen Lang frowned slightly. Huoyue didn't wait for him to speak, pointed to the monk and said, "Mr. Thirteen's guesses are all correct, in other words, the fourth son may be the Living Buddha of the Sunset." ”

The monk was stunned, raised his eyebrows and shouted: "The evil obstacle dares to spew blood from the Buddha"

Huoyue ignored him, turned around and pointed at the Taoist priest and said, "The fourth son may be a true person who breaks the sky." ”

The Taoist priest was furious and roared: "Beasts are talking nonsense"

Huoyue looked back, pointed at Qin Huanchong and said, "It may be Xuanjizi." ”

Qin Huanchong didn't dare to scold him. The expression was sad, as if his father had just died.

It's a pity that there isn't much time to be complacent, and Huoyue points to Huo Linglong again. smiled: "The fourth son may be Ling Zun: King Xiaoyao." ”

"Really? That's interesting. The fire girl was much stronger than Monk Dao and the others, and her expression remained indifferent for a moment, and she suddenly scolded.

"Fuck your idiot. ”

“”

Maybe it was an accident, maybe the power of this sentence was too great, Huo Yueleng turned his head for a moment, and was grabbed in front by Thirteen Lang and said, "Don't bother." In a word, who is the fourth son?"

Huoyue sneered, and before he could speak, he suddenly heard Thirteen Lang speak again.

"If you dare to say a word, I will kill you immediately. ”

"Hah"

Huoyue looked at Thirteen Lang like a fool. found that he looked at himself like an idiot, and his heart was inexplicable,

Seeing that he was no longer rushing to speak, Thirteen Lang leisurely and mocked: "Idiot says that dreams have a dream as a foundation, Qiankun Lang Lang Haoyang is in the sky, at this time talking in dreams, how far do you say you are idiot." ”

"With your few words, you want to provoke the world to the point of restlessness, right?"

"The truth has been revealed, all the big shili have witnessed it with their own eyes, and from today onwards, there is no longer a hiding place for the disciples of the Mountain Monarch in the Spirit Realm. After cleaning up your senior brothers, this high monk, this Venerable Dao, and this fairy will publish heroic posts, gather heroes from all over the world, gather the Demon King Palace and the Fairy Spirit Hall to search for the waves, dig three feet into the ground, and find out your dead ghost master!"

"Great cause, what greater cause is there more great cause than killing the mountain monarch! With such a goal in front of us, how can the waves be chaotic? How can it be chaotic!"

Thousands of monks were dumbfounded, but they couldn't help but think about a question or leave a seed in their hearts.

The disciples of the Mountain Monarch have brought so much trouble, if they can find out and kill the Mountain Monarch, what will become of the waves?

"Kill the mountain king? It's up to you? It's up to you abandoned sinners?haha, hahahaha!"

The silver cloud surged again, and he swooped down and drowned the fire moon in it, and Mr. Thirteen Lang did what he said, and if he didn't agree with him, he would kill him, and he wouldn't even give him a chance to commit suicide.

"Xiexie, if humans were smart enough, they would learn a lot from it. In addition, I would like to say that I will prepare a big gift for your master as soon as possible, and I can make it peel off its skin even if I can't kill it. Well, that's pretty much it, see if you don't explain anything more, just die. ”

The flame of the Red Sea, the silver cloud was stained with blood, quietly watching the fire moon being divided and eaten by ten thousand ants, Thirteen Lang's eyes were deep, and he sighed softly.

"Don't forget to bring news to Shanjun after you die, I'm serious. ”

(To be continued......)