What is Wude?

Wang Yue is not a pedantic person.

I finally found the clues of the Ninth Wicked Man, and of course I can't give up.

The matter was learned from King Qin Guang's mouth, and now he found out that King Qin Guang's daughter was involved, which made him very vigilant.

Touching porcelain, or carrying the pot.

At least to understand that it is not his character to be a fool for some reason.

So even if King Qin Guang came in person, he had to ask for an understanding.

And only those with big fists are more qualified to speak.

Jiang Yujiao didn't expect Wang Yue to be so domineering.

It was useless for the two cattle in the underworld to come forward, and it was such a big move to come up.

Five thunders hit the top, this is already the strength of the Heavenly Master.

The rumors are indeed true.

A mourning stick suddenly rose into the air, and the nine-section whip was thrown.

The two Yin Gods directly sacrificed the magic weapons of the housekeeper to resist.

But their faces were still solemn, and their hands were not stopping.

As soon as they saw that fortune and peace in the world were taken off by them, the long black and white hair was spread out.

"Hats are high and respect Huanyu!"

"Harvest blessings with a wide heart!"

Two roars rang out in unison, and the black light of the two high hats swirled and flew into the sky.

With the complicated handprints of the two of them, they greeted the five colored thunders together with their weapons.

This is their natal weapon.

One hat for three thousand years.

When they became demons, they were given these two high hats.

The sky is on the head, the feet are on the ground, the vicissitudes of the right path, and the ghosts are born.

For 3,000 years, hats have witnessed their exploits and have been sacrificed by them all the time.

They didn't even take it off for a moment.

But now, in order to resist the thunder of the sun, they have no other way.

Just from the breath, it could be seen that this was a heavenly thunder beyond their level.

Bang!

Several sounds merge into one, and thunder intersects with weapons and hats.

The condensed black qi was instantly split, and the thunder and the body of the magic weapon clashed.

The lightning continued, and the light of the artifact faded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The Lady Rakshasa was horrified.

The black-and-white impermanence of the best weapon is the most unbearable, not only is it dull, but the position where it was hit is already bending.

The magic weapons of the Yin God are all holy weapons, black and white and even medium-grade holy weapons, and they are also famous in the underworld.

But can't even Wang Yue's bare hands thunder?

Crunch, crunch!

Two weapons are wailing.

Three seconds later, the sound suddenly became louder with two sounds.

The Lady Rakshasa opened her mouth wide in disbelief.

Two magic weapons are broken!

The hair on the mourning stick had fallen off, and the white stick had turned black, broken in the middle, and fell like a broken branch.

The same goes for the nine-section whip that made countless demons tremble.

The whip had completely disintegrated, turning into a dozen pieces, falling like a severed snake bone.

The two magic weapons were damaged, but fortunately, the two high hats were still tenacious, and they became more and more dazzling among the colored thunder.

"Uncle Xie and Uncle Fan, come on!"

The Lady Shasa couldn't help but scream.

Usually she is neither big nor small, but at the moment she is respected from the bottom of her heart.

For her sake, the magic weapons of the two Yin Gods were broken, and she was full of guilt and even more grateful.

But her eyes fell on the two of them, and she was stunned again.

The situation is bad.

Black and white impermanence, the black qi of the whole body is uncertain, and the magic seal of the hands is also extremely difficult.

The air seemed to become viscous, leaving the seal in jeopardy.

The Lady Rakshasa knew that it was the power of the thunder.

The power of the Supreme Sun has begun to take shape in the Heavenly Dao, and it has its own will to block any action or way that blocks it!

This is no longer a simple mana battle, but involves the embodiment of will.

Avenue Will!

The comprehension of the pinnacle of the Heavenly Master!

Sadhasa trembled, and she finally had the thought of regretting it.

Maybe it shouldn't have been.

You shouldn't even tease Wang Yue and provoke him!

But it's not right, it's obvious that she was being wronged, she just said a few cruel words, and she didn't have time to do anything~

"Wang Yue, what are you going to do, I didn't do anything, if you do this, they will die!"

She was not alarmist.

When the black gas dissipated, it was the time when the two of them were destroyed.

Wang Yue held the palm thunder forward with one hand, but his voice was extremely indifferent.

"Want to throw in the towel? Unless you give an account of all the things of the wicked of the ninth world! ”

This is Wang Yue's purpose.

The bull head and horse face have all been killed, and there is no difference between black and white impermanence!

Nine wicked people?

Sadhasa was stunned.

It turned out that Wang Yue was for this.

These four words seemed to hit her death hole, leaving her speechless.

It's just that the black yin qi on her body is tumbling violently, and two lines of blood and tears flow out of her eyes.

As soul bodies, they also have a way of expressing their feelings.

There are tears in the sky, and ghosts weep blood.

"It has nothing to do with the two uncles, please don't embarrass them anymore, please!"

In the midst of the wailing, the body of the Troshasa floated.

Her face turned pale again, her nails swelled by more than two meters, and the aura of old tyranny spread out in all directions.

A red bloody eye stared at Wang Yue, vicious and resolute.

The transformation of the Lady Rakshasa has been completed.

At this moment, her strength is unknown, but what she does makes Wang Yue frown.

Because she didn't attack, but went towards the five colored thunders.

But you are an extremely yin thing, and you dare to collide with the yang thunder, and it is the thunder of the yang that breaks through the way of heaven and does not contain a trace of yin energy?

Transformed into a Yasai person, but his brain didn't work.

Even if you are a double yolk egg, you can't compare with a stone~

"Wang Yue, because of me, if you want to investigate, I will follow your wishes!"

The cold aura surrounded, and the sound seemed to come from the Nine Shadows, hitting everyone's hearts.

Looking at the resolute figure, Wang Yue understood.

Replace it with the strongest!

There is a will to die.

"We can withstand it, miss, you go quickly." Xie Bi'an anxiously admonished.

"Respect and humility, the Lord is above, share honor and disgrace!" Fan Wuyi had a difficult hand, but what he said was extremely firm.

Wang Yue's whole person is not good.

Nima, are all stubborn donkeys from the underworld!

The lord humiliated his ministers to death, so loyal and martyrful.

Lao Tzu didn't want to kill people, but he just wanted to understand the inside story through force.

can solve the pot of the nine wicked people, and does not want to be a scapegoat.

But this collective encounter with porcelain is difficult to be a person.

If it's really Karma, then he will be a second stunned father, and he will be stunned to go home.

From now on, I'm afraid that it will be incompatible with the underworld.

Wang Yue was stumped by three stubborn donkeys.

Just as he was considering reducing the power of the Lower Sun Thunder, the mutation regenerated.

"Alas~"

A long sigh came from the mouth of the alley.

The rickety figure is gradual.

Before the man could get closer, a gray object shot at him quickly.

It was a pottery bowl, very old, definitely an antique.

But the workmanship is extremely rough, as if it was produced by a poor family thousands of years ago, and it is very cold.

To put it bluntly, it is the pottery bowl used by the pawns of the ancient peddlers, buy two taels of wine and get three of them.

The pottery bowl sells very poorly, but the power is extraordinary.

As soon as it got closer, it quickly grew larger, and in the blink of an eye, it was like a pot lid.

When it flew above the heads of the three of them, it had become several meters in size, blocking all of Wang Yue's palm thunder.

The person who came was an old woman.

Although he came, his whole body was floating, obviously from the underworld.

Dressed in gray cloth linen, like the bowl in the air, it has a sense of age.

The body is dirty, not to mention several patches, and there are many stains, which are like rags.

Two words, sloppy.

The old woman's eyes were cloudy, but Wang Yue had the illusion that she could understand people's hearts.

"Wang Yue, let's discuss, you let them go, and I'll tell you the answer to everything!" The old woman said.

Wang Yue frowned and asked tentatively, "Your old surname is Meng?" ”

A kind smile appeared on the old woman's face, and she nodded slowly.

Wang Yue suddenly realized, pointed at the old woman and said with a grin.

"Ah, I know, the Great Wall is what you cried about!"