Chapter 100: Black Thunder Thorn Shows Might!

Because they knew Yin Hong's strength, in the next journey, several monks from Yellowstone Canyon were very honest.

Soon, they walked out of the scope of the "human gate" and saw a familiar scene.

Then, they determined their position and made their way towards the mountain range where the entrance to the Great Array was located.

As it grew dark, they finally arrived at the familiar cave.

At this time, it was already full of people surrounding Yellowstone Canyon.

"Senior Brother Feng, Senior Brother Yun, you're finally back! Great! I thought you were going to die there!"

"Bah, Bah, Bah, Senior Brother Zhou, how do you speak!"

"Hahaha...... Look at my mouth! Don't mind, junior disciples, I'm just too happy......"

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The disciples of Huangshi Canyon greeted happily, but Yin Hong and the others were left aside.

But soon, several malicious eyes were directed at him, intentionally or unintentionally, making him frown slightly.

"This fellow Yellowstone Canyon Daoist. Where is the valley master? Now that the things we promised the valley owner have been completed, is it time for the valley owner to accept our reward?"

Knowing that there would be changes later, Yin Hong couldn't help but come to a Yellowstone Canyon monk and asked.

As soon as he spoke, everyone looked over.

Some of them showed a sneer, some of them looked indifferent, and a few of them sneaked into the cave and didn't know what to do.

"I'm sorry, the valley lord is now inside the 'Heavenly Gate'. If you want the rest of the reward, I'm afraid you'll have to wait a few more days. ”

The man's expression flickered slightly, and he chuckled.

"Well, I'll go back to Yellowstone Canyon first. If the valley master comes out, please tell the Taoist friends. ”

Yin Hong's brows furrowed even tighter, and then he arched his hand decisively.

It's just that he wanted to leave, but a few disciples of the Yellowstone Canyon suddenly blocked his way.

These people are the same people who had killed the hedgehog demon with Yin Hongkeng before.

Subsequently, several middle-aged people who were obviously older drove out of the cave.

"If you want to leave, it's not impossible, but please leave my Yellowstone Canyon behind. ”

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the middle-aged monks who were coming in the distance, and the person who stopped Yin Hong laughed playfully.

"Yellowstone Canyon things, when did you take your Yellowstone Canyon things? Daoist, you can eat indiscriminately, but don't talk nonsense!"

Yin Hong narrowed his eyes, slowly turned to the side, and looked at the middle-aged monks at the entrance of the cave.

A sense of crisis slowly rose in his heart.

"Why didn't you take it? These storage bags on Daoyou's body, as well as those three towns, aren't they my Yellowstone Canyon things?"

The man was still smiling, and he looked like he was winning.

"That's weird. These things are all trophies that I desperately got from inside the formation gate, how did they become your Yellowstone Canyon things?"

Yin Hong defended indifferently, his eyes wandered around, trying to find a breakthrough.

As for breaking the fortune and avoiding disasters, he never thought about it!

Why should I give you the loot that Lao Tzu got by his own ability?

Just because there are so many of you? Just because you're strong?

That was before!

In the past, Lao Tzu was weak, so he deserved to be bullied!

But now, Lao Tzu has laid the foundation, why should you be idle?

"Hmph! The entire big array belongs to my Yellowstone Canyon, and the things you get from it naturally have to belong to my Yellowstone Canyon!

Seeing Yin Hong's small movements in his eyes, at the entrance of the cave, a middle-aged man walked over coldly.

Not only him, but several middle-aged people around him also blocked Yin Hong's retreat from several wind directions.

They were all building foundations, and while walking, that powerful aura was already vibrating.

For all this, Ye Botao and others are all spectators.

But the corners of his mouth inevitably revealed a touch of schadenfreude.

"Good a Yellowstone Canyon. It seems that the reason does not make sense to you. Since you're so shameless, then I don't have anything to be polite about. Come on, let me call you valley masters a good name, you wastes who are not qualified to enter the Great Array!"

At this time, Yin Hong didn't even have the least anger.

He can see that this Yellowstone Canyon is different from the Hundred Forging Gate.

Baiforanmen is a famous and righteous way, so it is generally reasonable, and he likes to flaunt himself with justice.

But Yellowstone Canyon is a force that does not distinguish between good and evil, and even the last fig leaf has been abandoned.

For them, "truth" is only a tool for them to restrain the weak.

They have the right to make you reasonable, but if you think you can also let them be bound by morality, you are very wrong.

It's like the United States, they used the maritime convention to bind other countries, but they themselves withdrew from the maritime convention.

To put it bluntly, it is the double standard of the strong.

If you want to fight this double standard, you have to throw aside all the rules and fight evil with evil!

Therefore, Yin Hong pulled out his sword without hesitation and directly cut the nasty innates!

"Lu Jianming!, you dare!?"

This scene stunned everyone.

Including those who were cut off but not dead.

"How so, how so?"

"Why did he dare to do it?"

"We have so many foundations here, he ...... Why do you dare to do it?"

They didn't blink a blind eye, because they never thought that Yin Hong would resist.

According to their previous experience, surrounded by so many people, even if they are masters of the Yushu realm, they should obediently admit it.

Therefore, they dared to talk to Yin Hong so arrogantly before, and even exposed themselves in front of Yin Hong.

In fact, it wasn't just them who thought like this, Ye Botao, and those foundation building monks also thought like this.

There are too few monks in this world who are as reckless and bloody as Yin Hong.

The longer they live, the more sleek and reluctant their edges and corners become.

Yin Hong ignored them, and after killing these people, he broke through into the distance.

Along the way, not a single disciple of the Yellow Rock Canyon could stop him in the slightest!

Behind him, a foundation building monk pinched the magic trick and shot out a huge fireball, but when it hit him, it was all blocked by black smoke!

"This can't be! He's just advanced to build a foundation, how can he have such a strong shield?"

The Tsukiji monk shouted out in shock, his tone full of disbelief!

You must know that this spell of his is an intermediate spell that he has been cultivating for a long time, and it is extremely powerful, and even ordinary Lingtai monks dare not say that it is hard to connect.

He really didn't understand, Yin Hong took a hard beating, why could he still be like no one.

"It's not a shield, it's his robe! That defensive weapon! With a flying sword, cut off his dog's head!"

At this time, another foundation building monk calmly made a judgment, and then his instructions changed, and the magic sword on his back was already out of his body, killing Yin Hong.

But when he flew out of the flying sword, Yin Hong also shot out a black thorn!

The two weapons staggered in an instant!

The magic sword did not cause any damage to the thorn, but the countless black lightning emitted by the thorn instantly smashed the magic sword around him into two!

"The best magic weapon!?"

The foundation building monk only had time to gasp and exclaim, he had already tasted a pile of minced meat under the attack of the sharp thorn!

The world of cultivation is a heavy realm and a heavy sky!

There is an essential difference between the best magic weapon and the inferior magic weapon.

And the fighting method of ordinary monks is also the power of magic weapons!

If the magic weapon is not as good as others, and there is no secret martial art that can be used, you can only run away or wait for death.