Ao Bing stopped talking, looked at Wang Yu, as if he was sure of something, and buried his head in his scarred dragon body.

"Isn't this a robber? Are all the disciples of the Interception Sect like this outside? ”

Wang Yu frowned, it had nothing to do with him.

But when he himself was also a disciple of the sect, it mattered.

For a moment, he thought of the future outcome of the interception.

If the disciples of the sect are all behaving like this when they are outside, then it is no wonder that the sect is perishing.

Even, even he, who is a disciple of the Interception Sect, feels that the Interception Sect deserves to die.

"You yourself are also a disciple of the Interception Sect." Ao Bing's weak way.

"I'm a disciple of the sect, but I'm not a bandit or a bandit." Wang Yu said indignantly.

Suddenly, he seemed to know the root cause of the demise of the sect, but his mood was not very good, and he felt a kind of anger for no reason.

Blocked in the chest, like a big stone, causing chest tightness and panic.

After blocking for a long time, his face turned from red to white, and then from white to red, and he let out a long breath.

"Are you alright?" Ao Bing was on the side, watching his face change constantly, as if he was going crazy, and he was scared.

If something happens to a sectarian disciple in front of him... Not only will he be sent to make amends, but the entire dragon clan will also face a lot of trouble.

This is not an exaggeration, this is the power of the current sectarian disciples in the Three Realms.

"I... It's okay. Wang Yu, who had just wanted to open it, saw Ao Bing's appearance like a weak kitten, extremely frightened, and he was helpless and angry.

It's just that he understands that he is powerless to change anything.

Anger comes from incompetence.

"Aren't they reasonable?" Wang Yu still couldn't hold back and asked.

In his impression, Shizun, Senior Brother, and all the uncles and ancestors are all very good, and they are all rewarded Taoists.

Except for the Qishou Immortal and the Nine Spirits, the other disciples of the sect feel good.

But why, in Ao Bing's mouth, the disciples of the sect are like bandits and robbers, unreasonable to the extreme.

What's more, he still has a puzzle, buried in his heart and didn't say it.

The sect is strong, but the other forces in the Three Realms are not weak, so no one cares about it?

"Reasonable? That's the interception of thousands of disciples, are we worthy? We don't deserve it. Ao Bing said sadly, what he said was a fact.

Wang Yu was silent, but he didn't expect that the majesty of the sect would be like this in this era.

"Is this the heavens that if they want to perish, they must first let them swell?"

Wang Yu thought silently, what he wanted to do, but found that he was actually just a very ordinary sectarian disciple.

He couldn't do anything.

The extinction of the sect is the general trend, and as far as it seems now, it is also the desire of the people.

They have all become bandits, and the bandits' interception is not extinguished, how can others be safe?

"By the way, are you really a disciple of the Interception Sect? What's going on with that Manado? ”

It seemed that seeing that Wang Yu was different from the sectarian disciples he had seen before, Ao Bing asked curiously.

"Oh, it's nothing, I cultivated it myself." Wang Yu was not in a very good mood, and said casually: "You know, supernatural powers, everyone's cultivation is different, and they should all have their own characteristics." ”

"Really?" Ao Binghu was suspicious and whispered, he remembered, it was right to say so.

But generally speaking, it shouldn't be a big difference, there should be a difference in details, and there shouldn't be a problem in general, right?

At least, Manado, the Seven Colored Crows, shouldn't have a problem.

Ao Bing felt that there was a problem in this and wanted to ask, but looking at Wang Yu's current expression, he didn't dare to ask.

"Brother, you are so powerful, Manado is stronger than anything I've ever heard." Finally, Ao Bing gave a thumbs up and praised.

Wang Yu glanced at him, not interested in this kind of clumsy sycophancy.

Ao Bing had shouted at him before, but after knowing that he was a disciple of the Interception Sect, his attitude suddenly changed greatly.

Even if he was burned by himself, at this time, he still licked his face and flattered him as if nothing had happened.

In addition to proving that Ao Bing is not a disciplined dragon, this incident also proves that the current power of the Interception Sect is much greater than he imagined, and the situation is more difficult than he imagined!

"There are no eggs under the nest!" Wang Yu sighed in his heart, he was not the kind of compassionate mother.

Now only a very small part of his worries are worried about the survival of the sect, and an even greater part is worried about himself.

As a disciple of the Interception Sect, he will not be able to escape the catastrophe in the future.

Originally, I wanted to cultivate as soon as possible, improve my strength, and at least keep myself safe first.

But now it seems that things are more serious than he expected, and there is not much time left for him to grow and improve.

"Brother, I'm serious, your Ten Thousand Crows are really stronger than the Ten Thousand Crows I've heard."

Seeing that Wang Yu didn't care, Ao Bing was a little anxious, pointed to the wound on his body and said, "At least, if it's other Ten Thousand Crows, with Brother Yi's realm, it is impossible to hurt me." ”

"Huh?" Hearing this, Wang Yu became interested, turned his head to look at Ao Bing, and said, "Tell me in detail." ”

"Brother, you don't know?" Facing Wang Yu's puzzled expression, Ao Bing saw some clues, and was even more surprised.

"Know what?" Wang Yu asked, spreading out his palm, and above the palm, the golden crow reappeared, shaking between his wings, as if burning the void.

Ao Bing shuddered, subconsciously moved the distance, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said, "Brother, you should have cultivated the Ten Thousand Crows Technique to a realm that is not low, right?" ”

Not a low realm? He's just cultivated the magic of Manado, how can this kid say that?

Wang Yu remained silent, just stared at him, the meaning was obvious, and continued.

Ao Bing smiled and said, "Brother, I can see that you should be the real pride of heaven in the sect." ”

"Don't be a sycophant, get down to business." Wang Yu stretched out his hand and patted Ao Bing's dragon head.

"I can see that my brother's realm is actually not high, but his strength is amazing, just the Qi cultivation realm can actually block my attack back to the virtual realm."

Ao Bing said, a little amazed.

Practicing Qi and fighting back to the void, he has not heard of such a huge gap, but it is indeed the first time he has seen it.

What's more, he is still a dragon clan, and in the same realm, he is far stronger than ordinary monks.

In this way, even if you can't break through Wang Yu's defense with all your strength, this can be seen.

However, this is not the point, the point is that Wang Yu finally released the golden crow in his hand.

Ao Bing thought about it, and couldn't help but sweep towards the golden crow with the corner of his eye, and a trace of envy flashed in his eyes: "Brother, you have already become a young man." ”

"This is Da Luo's supernatural powers, far from being comparable to other supernatural powers, if your realm is raised again, even if it is those immortals who have become immortals, they should not be your opponents."

Ao Bing's attitude is very humble, one brother at a time, and Wang Yu who listens to it feels that he is not in ancient times but in modern times.

"Why do you say that?"