At the beginning, when he heard Jiu Ling's angry shout, he was a little unreasonable.

After all, it is you who disturb other people's cultivation first.

But now, he is already like this, and Jiu Ling still doesn't give up, and he looks like he has to kill him, which makes him a little angry.

Looking at Jiu Ling, his eyes narrowed slightly, and Wang Yu's voice was cold: "Senior Uncle Jiu Ling, please stop, otherwise, please forgive the disciple for being rude!" ”

"Kill you, kill you, I'm going to kill you!" Jiu Ling turned a deaf ear and punched wildly.

Wang Yu smiled, it seemed that he really didn't need to be polite.

Stretch out your hand, spread your fingers, clench your fists, and punch them out.

Boom!

A figure, piercing through the smoke, shot out and slammed into the mountain wall, sticking to it like paper.

"Hey, what's it, it's gone in a flash?" The disciple of the stone platform that was close to him blinked.

"Looks like a big black mouse?" Someone answered, and he saw it.

At this time, the smoke slowly dispersed, and everyone was still in the mood to pay attention to what flew out, and they all looked at the place where Wang Yu was originally located.

They desperately want to know what the situation is now.

Is that talented and demonic junior brother still alive?

Death, is it miserable?

It's just that this look at it doesn't feel frozen!

"Also... Still alive? One stammered.

Wang Yu, who was standing in place alive and didn't even have messy hair, gave them a great visual impact.

After all, in their original conjecture, Wang Yu should not still be standing, no, not even alive.

After all, the opponent is a famous third-generation disciple, a desolate species, a nine-headed green lion!

"Senior Brother Wang Yu is still alive, strange, what about Senior Uncle Jiuling?" At this point, one person finally remembered, and his gaze shifted, looking for someone's whereabouts.

It's just that when I looked around, I didn't find the target, which couldn't help but be even more strange.

"Gone? Why can't I find it? ”

Everyone was still looking, Wang Yu put away his fists, and was already ready to leave.

"Sure enough, I have now undergone the transformation of neutron star fluctuations, and the essence has changed."

"Although it weighs 100 million tons far less than one cubic centimeter, with my current weight, I am afraid it will not be less than 100 tons."

This is the result of visualizing the fluctuations of neutron stars, and the focus is not on the increase in weight, but on the increase in mass.

It's like a ton of cotton and a ton of pig iron, which one is more powerful when it smashes people?

Stronger defense in the face of an attack?

"With my current weight and mass, the pure strength is enough for the strength of 80,000 horses, if I use the Ten Thousand Claws again?"

Wang Yu smiled, very satisfied with the harvest this time.

He didn't take the Nine Spirits Yuan Saint to heart at all.

For him, it was nothing more than an episode.

"After cultivating supernatural powers, you can cultivate the Dao Law, and you can also condense your mana... Go find the Master! ”

Wang Yu turned around, his heart was about to fly, and he couldn't wait.

It's finally come to this.

Since the crossing, he can finally become a real monk.

Divine power is only a fighting technique, an auxiliary cultivation technique, and the most important thing is the Dao method.

Condensing mana and Dao heart all require Dao law.

The Tao is the law, the Tao is the law, the Tao is the root, the law is the means, and the law here is the supernatural power.

Only after cultivating the Dao can we be regarded as having a foundation for establishing oneself, and only then can we have an infinite future.

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, Wang Yu's steps were brisk, he quickened his speed, and when he was about to walk out, suddenly a violent shout came from behind him.

"Stop!"

Everyone felt that this voice was a little familiar, like the voice of Uncle Nine Spirits who thought it had disappeared.

Following the prestige, they were all shocked, it was really Uncle Jiuling?

"So that big black rat that flew over just now... Is it Uncle Nine Spirits? The monk who heard the movement before smacked his tongue and looked at the Nine Spirits Yuan Saint who tore himself off on the mountain wall like a painting.

The others were dumbfounded, shocked and puzzled!

Uncle Jiuling, a third-generation disciple who was angry and powerful just now, was actually beaten into a picture by a fourth-generation disciple who had just started?

Uncle Nine Spirits, who was shouting to kill and disturb his cultivation before, seemed to have almost been killed!

Looking at the scene in front of them, everyone wiped their cold sweat.

"Boy, you're really me off!" With a snap, the Nine Spirits Yuan Sage finally tore himself off the mountain wall and looked at Wang Yu with a fierce gaze.

"Uncle Jiuling, you have to think clearly, the previous grievances, the punch just now, we are over." Wang Yu said.

"If you do it now, but the new hatred, if this is the case, don't blame the master and nephew for not keeping your hand."

Gengjin Fire Spirit Mountain, a group of people's eyes widened when they heard this, like copper bells.

His gaze turned back and forth on Wang Yu's body of the Nine Spirits Yuan Sage, unbelievable, a fourth-generation disciple facing the third-generation senior uncle, not only was not afraid, but in turn threatened.

The momentum is overwhelming, it seems, it actually feels that this fourth-generation disciple is stronger than the third-generation disciple?

Everyone had the illusion that it seemed that the four generations of disciples were in a weak position!

"Good, good!" Jiu Ling laughed angrily and said continuously.

He stopped talking, began to move, too lazy to talk nonsense.

Flying in the air, he shook his body and suddenly showed nine heads.

Nine-headed supernatural powers, nine times the overall increase.

The momentum has increased dramatically.

Jiu Ling rushed over, and without saying a word, he punched again.

The power of this punch was far greater than before, and the entire Gengjin Fire Spirit Mountain seemed to be shaking, as if it couldn't withstand such power.

Wang Yu stretched out his hand, clenched his fist, and slowly punched out with the same punch.

It's just that his fist is not as big as Jiu Ling's movement, and it is ordinary, just like a mortal.

Rumble~

The two fists collided, the power surged, and a thunderous roar sounded.

Shout~

A figure flew out upside down, still in mid-air, and before it landed, a red blood had already been sprinkled.

"It's Uncle Nine Spirits who flew out!" One pointed to the nine spirits in the air and shouted.

At this moment, everyone was stunned, there was smoke blocking it before, and it was not real.

Although I knew the result, I didn't see it with my own eyes, and my senses were not as clear as they are now, shocking!

Now, they saw with their own eyes, two fists colliding.

One disciple of three generations, one disciple of four generations.

A great monk at the peak of the god transformation, a junior disciple who has just started.

No matter how you think about it, it's a world of difference, and now it's the three generations of disciples who seem to be stronger that are losing!

"It's really strong!" On the stone platform, Wang Yu took three steps back and shook his aching arm, slightly surprised.

With his body transformed by the neutron star, coupled with his own strength, he was able to be repelled by people by bombardment and collision.

Sure enough, this Nine Spirits Yuan Saint can become famous in later generations, and it does have some ability.

"Not bad!" Wang Yu praised it, looked at the Nine Spirits Yuan Sage who was about to land, stepped on the stone platform with both feet, and got up with his strength, and the whole person flew out like a bullet.

"Come and don't be rude, it's my turn!"