"Haha, the deity is so ugly, he has already put his face out of the way, what can you do if you kill this little guy, what can you do without a face?" said the Demon Venerable. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"You're invincible. Wu Mochong looked shocked.

"What do you mean by that?" asked the Demon Venerable.

"If you don't have a face, you're invincible. Wu Mochong said.

"Haha, that deity will be shameless for the time being, boy, suffer death. With that, the Demon Venerable jumped up from the side and slapped Wu Mo Chong in the air.

"It's a dead deal. Wu Mochong muttered to himself, he was thinking about whether he wanted to run away, if he didn't escape, I was afraid it would be too late.

But if you escape, there are still the ninth princess and Ma Jiao, the dead fat man, and a group of their own subordinates.

He was going to flee, and the group behind him was determined to be a mess.

What a hassle.

However, these are all lightning-like thoughts, Wu Mochong also thought about pulling these people to escape, but they are too far apart, and they can take care of this person, but not that person.

I had no choice but to carry the Demon Venerable of the World, hoping that he could show mercy to his subordinates, although this was just a simple idea of his own, with the constant ridicule of the other party just now, it would be good for him not to run the ten success power to the twelve success power to kill himself with one blow.

Seeing that the Demon Venerable jumped high and hit him with a green palm of true qi, Wu Mochong had no choice but to take a deep breath and also use his own skills, he had to carry it hard!

That's right, he wants to carry a legendary master at the top of the list!

Why did he dare to do this?

The Demon Venerable also thought strangely, his blow was very powerful, and he was also a legendary-level master, killing a top master with one palm was as simple as eating and farting.

Can the other party carry this trick by himself?

There is no way, a master of supreme strength has no reason to carry his own blow.

Seeing that this kid actually dared to carry his own blow, the Demon Venerable of the World also came to strength, and he really increased his skill to twelve percent, two percent more than usual, and he wanted to kill this nasty kid in front of him with one blow.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of Wu Mochong's eyes, and a flame internal strength fought against the internal force of the demon green of the Demon Venerable, and the two internal forces competed with each other, making a deafening impact sound.

What appeared in front of Wu Mochong's eyes was not someone else, but Jin Shenyan, who had come from a special hurry, and he was followed by the thunderstorm girl and the thin bamboo pole.

Wu Mochong looked behind him in surprise and said, "Old Man Jin, where is Jin Yan'er?"

"Yan'er, I have brought her back to the Black Clothes Society, you don't have to worry about her. Jin Shenyan said lightly.

Without seeing Jin Yan'er, Wu Mochong sighed.

"Heroes are short of breath, children are long, Wu boy, what are you sighing for. Also, how dare you carry it with a legendary master? Even the old man may not dare to carry the guy in front of him. Jin Shenyan said.

Over there, the Demon Venerable was suddenly startled by the old man who came out, and when he saw the person who came clearly, he said coldly: "Which damn old man actually came out to die?"

Jin Shenyan also looked at the Demon Venerable coldly, and asked, "Your Excellency is the Third Venerable of the World?"

"Your vision is good, the deity is one of the three Demon Venerables. The Demon Venerable said.

"Are there actually three people in the Three Venerables?" the old man Jin Shenyan asked Wu Mochong with a twisted face.

Wu Mochong exclaimed: "Isn't the three worlds just three people?"

"The old man thought that there was only one person in the three worlds. Jin Shenyan said.

Wu Mochong was so shocked that he was almost speechless, how could anyone think that there was only one person in the three worlds?

Jin Shenyan's old face turned red, knowing that he would be wrong, and hurriedly said: "These things are not important, the old man wants to ask one thing clearly." ”

The Demon Venerable suddenly said, "Dead old man, what do you want to know?"

"Have you bought the coffin?" Jin Shenyan asked at the Demon Venerable.

"Haha, I didn't buy the deity's good, but the dead old man's bought it for you. The Demon Venerable said.

"Brag, you just met today, and you bought the coffin, are you reliable to brag?" Wu Mo Chong dismantled the stage on the side.

"Boy, this is just a very polite and cruel remark, do you understand?" said the Demon Venerable.

Wu Mochong shook his head and said, "I don't know any polite cruel words, I only know that you don't pay taxes if you brag." ”

The Demon Venerable said: "Boy, can you be quiet, don't speak, as soon as you speak, I want to strangle your impulse." ”

"I'm so cute, you want to strangle me, it's too ruthless. Wu Mochong said.

"Hey, that old man over there, can you plug that kid's mouth?" The Demon Venerable really couldn't stand Wu Mochong's mouth, and the words he said were a headache.

"No, to be honest, I don't think this kid is full of nonsense. Jin Shenyan said lightly.

"You can insult my looks, but you can't insult my eloquence, am I talking to get in the way of you? Why are you laughing at Uncle Ben like this?" Wu Mochong was angry, and his face was so red with anger.

The Demon Venerable said: "Boy, you are saying something, I must have cut out your tongue to make wine and drink!"

Wu Mochong stood there and didn't say anything, changed it to a simple clapping, smirking while clapping, looking at the Demon Venerable and frowning.

The silliness of laughing is even more unbearable.

The Demon Venerable was about to vomit blood by the kid surnamed Wu in front of him, where did he come from, this kind of nervous person can't be released at all, he should be locked up, and he will be trapped with a cage lock.

However, Wu Mochong, the key party concerned, had a harmless expression and said there: "Old man, you have to be careful, this Demon Venerable is not easy to deal with." ”

"Aren't you talking nonsense, people are just saying, I haven't even touched the edge of the legend, how can this be beaten? If it weren't for you kid, the old man wouldn't have helped you. Jin Shenyan said.

Wu Mochong was overjoyed and said, "Could it be that Miss Jin Yan'er asked you to help me?"

Jin Shenyan glanced at him with disdain, and said: "That's not it, the old man was just passing by, and he happened to see you being beaten here, so he came to help you, don't be too careful, think about something that you don't have." ”

"That's it, Miss Jin Yan'er actually left me, I'm so sad, that ugly monster over there, you still kill me, it's so pointless to live." Wu Mochong sat on the ground and sighed there.

But the Demon Venerable said: "If you want to die, you can die, if you want to live, what kind of person should you be?"

Before Wu Mochong could speak, the old man Jin Shenyan next to him said, "Don't talk nonsense, let's make a move." ”

Suddenly, there was a fluctuation in the air, however, Wu Mochong only cared about sulking there for Jin Yan'er to leave him, and he didn't feel it at all, but Jin Shenyan felt it, but he didn't know where the fluctuation in the air came from.

The Demon Venerable suddenly listened to it, and the golden divine flame over there noticed it, and blurted out: "Thousands of miles of transmission?"

The Demon Venerable sneered and said, "A little insightful. ”

Jin Shenyan said: "It's just a thousand miles of transmission, I thought it was some kind of master. ”

After listening to it, the Demon Venerable fell into deep thought, and the master actually called him back to listen to the dispatch at this time, which was really disappointing.

"Boy, you and this old man should live for the time being, the deity will let you live for a few days, and then come and clean you up. ”

After the Demon Venerable finished speaking, he turned around and rose up, like a meteor, and disappeared into the sky in an instant.

His subordinates, looking at each other, saw that the boss had run away, shouted, and quickly slipped away, and after a while, there was no one running here.

", don't run, come and fight with grandpa for three hundred rounds, coercion!"

At this time, Wu Mo suddenly jumped out, screaming and scolding there, still arrogant at the exit, yelling and saying that the Demon Venerable was actually scared away by his three or two words, it was simply an instigation.

Jin Shenyan looked at the kid in front of him, and said angrily: "Boy, you are enough, obviously the other party is in a hurry, he will let the two of us go for the time being." ”

"Old man Jin, you are wrong, obviously he saw that Old Man Jin's martial arts are world-famous, and he is a talent, so he was so scared that he didn't even dare to let out a fart, and immediately fled. Wu Mochong said.

Jin Shenyan nodded and said, "That's it, then whatever you want." ”

Wu Mochong saw that there was no one on the field, so he had to stop talking, but in a blink of an eye, he saw that the Ninth Princess, as well as his own subordinates, were still in the illusion, and hurriedly begged: "Old man, saving people's lives is better than creating a ninth-level floating slaughter, they are still in the illusion, what can the old man do, give a helping hand." ”

Jin Shenyan saw those people standing there, just now he thought they were playing some kind of performance art, or some kind of game, and he didn't move, but now when he heard Wu Mochong say it, he realized that these people had fallen into a kind of illusion.

Jin Shenyan was stunned for a while, then laughed and said, "Old man, what about this illusion......

"How is it, Old Man Jin, do you know a lot about illusions?"

"No, it's just nothing. Old man Jin said.

Wu Mochong was almost crying, you don't know anything about the illusion, so you laugh a yarn, and you laugh so insidiously and proudly.

"Is that just waiting for them to come out of the illusion by themselves?" Wu Mochong said.

Jin Shenyan nodded.

"Really?" Wu Mochong asked again.

"Didn't the old man say it, the old man doesn't know anything about the illusion, so the old man really has nothing to say about your old man's illusion. Jin Shenyan said.

"Old man, since you don't know anything about the illusion realm, then you nodded just now?" Wu Mochong asked with wide eyes.

"Ah, that's just agreeing with your idea, is it wrong for me to nod?" The old man Jin Shenyan looked unhappy.

Wu Mochong had no choice but to give up asking the old man Jin Shenyan, seeing him like that, he was indeed ignorant.

This is still a martial arts master, and he doesn't even know anything about the illusion, ah, I really want to smack his face, Wu Mochong thought so, but he didn't dare to do it.

Suddenly, some of his men swayed violently, foaming at the mouth, and seeing that it was no longer possible, and then spat out a mouthful of blood, which spat out like a fountain, and then the man's eyes widened, apparently dead.

"Oops, they're dead, it looks like they're not out of the illusion. Wu Mochong said.

Jin Shenyan nodded and didn't say anything.

"I hope that the ninth princess and the fat man can come out, but don't die inside. Wu Mochong clasped his hands together and began to pray there.

"The surname is Wu, are you temporarily worshipping Buddha's feet, is it useful?" asked the thunderstorm girl.

"I'm not worshipping Buddha, I'm worshipping God. Wu Mochong said.

"Does that make a difference? You fold your hands together and say another word of Amitabha in your mouth, and the Buddha will bless them. Thunderstorm girl said.

"Thunderstorm girl, you're wrong, I really didn't worship Buddha, I just worshipped God. Wu Mochong said.

"What's the difference?" asked Thunderstorm Girl.

"There is only one Buddha, but there are countless gods. I am worshipping God in the sky, and I will worship whichever god works, and I will worship whichever god helps me. Only worshipping the Buddha is a bit of a loss. Isn't it a little too busy to catch up with him if he has something, so I only worship God, not Buddha. Wu Mochong said.

"Wu boy, you're too treacherous, aren't you?" The thunderstorm girl was dumbfounded, there were still people who played like this.

"Thunderstorm girl, you are wrong, how can the word treacherous be used on such a kind person as me, you are slandering, even if you are a girl's family, I will not be familiar with you, but be careful next time you speak, otherwise, my little fist will hammer your chest." Wu Mochong said.

"What? still hammer my chest with a small fist, surnamed Wu, can you speak more normally?"

Just now, he still had a masculine look, but when he turned into the limelight, he immediately spoke feminine and sissy, which really made people wonder what his brain was thinking, and this brain circuit was a little confusing.

While the two were talking, several of his subordinates were foaming at the mouth of the river, and then they spat out a mouthful of blood like a fountain, and died there, their eyes still wide and round.

"These are people with stories. Wu Mochong shook his head and mourned for them there.

"Why are they people with stories?" Thunderstorm girl didn't quite understand.

"Are you stupid?" Wu Mo said as he looked at the Thunderstorm girl.

"I'm just asking you why they're people with stories, and what does that have to do with being stupid?" said Thunderstorm girl unceremoniously.

"When you say that, I know you're a fool. Wu Mochong said.

"The surname Wu, if you don't say a truth today, I will let you die a miserable death. Thunderstorm girl said.

"You talk so fiercely, no wonder you can't get married. Wu Mochong said.

"Your mouth is so stinky, no wonder our Miss Jin Yan'er wants to leave you. Thunderstorm girl said.

"Thunderstorm girl, you're very angry. Wu Mochong's face changed when he heard the thunderstorm girl say this.

"We're each other. The Thunderstorm girl said, and then said, "You haven't said the few guys who died, why are there people with stories?"

Wu Mochong shook his head helplessly, feeling deeply helpless for her IQ, and said: "If they don't have a story, then how they died in the illusion, don't you have to think about it?"

Thunderstorm said, "How do I know what happened to you in the illusion?"

"If you don't know, shut up. ”

Wu Mochong said angrily.

"Hmph. ”

The thunderstorm girl rolled her eyes, she really didn't want to communicate with this guy again.