Sister, stay away from me!

Chapter 247 Falling Moon Sect is gone

After bidding farewell to True Monarch Xiaoyao, Wang Huai walked towards the Yangshen Gate while thinking about the information he had just learned.

If the world of the Yang God is really a world for evolving the magic weapon of the Yang God, as Zhenjun Xiaoyao guessed, then the reason why the evil god Yunlei chose this place is obvious.

A Yangshen body without self-consciousness can destroy this world, and the magic weapon of the Yangshen series will only be more powerful, and must be in the hands of one's own people.

Just as Wang Huai was thinking, his cuff suddenly moved, and a white hamster jumped out of it and climbed onto Wang Huai's shoulder.

"Master Wang, have you decided to go to Yangshen World?"

"Well... I forgot that I brought you here with me."

The little hamster looked at Wang Huai resentfully: "Master Wang, I feel that you don't care about me very much recently."

"Why should I care about useless pets?"

"Master Wang!"

"Okay, just kidding, let's go together."

Letting the little hamster lie on his shoulders, Wang Huai had just approached the gate of the Yangshen when he found a large number of monks gathered here.

The white-clothed monk whom he had seen before stood proudly in front of him, facing the excited monks with an indifferent expression, and repeated the words he did not know how many times.

"The world of Yangshen is very dangerous. In order to prevent everyone from sinking in it, please go back."

"Are you my father?" A demon cultivator shouted dissatisfied, "My father never taught me such a lesson!"

The white-clothed monk looked at the other party, and still said coldly: "I'm just stating the facts. You don't need to use someone who doesn't exist to answer my question. And Zhenjun Haoran has already agreed, I just abide by it."

"You fucking meow! Everyone, don't be polite to him, let's go together."

After shouting, he resolutely rushed forward for half a step, but found that no one responded, so he shrank back in embarrassment.

The people of Tianxuanzong have unlimited mana here, and they are several times stronger than other monks. Anyone who goes up will die.

Seeing that everyone became silent, the young man didn't feel any complacency, but just stood coldly on the road that must be passed, preventing others from passing by.

Squeezing away the people next to him, Wang Huai stepped forward and was about to say a few words when he saw the young man staring at him, then nodded and said, "Wang Huai, please come in."

"Well...thank you."

"You're welcome. I'm very aware of Master Wang's strength. There's no problem going in. By the way, how about Gu Wuxin?"

"Do you know my elder sister?"

"I'm her younger brother, Gu Wunian."

Wang Huai looked at the other party in surprise, and found that he was somewhat similar to Gu Wuxin.

Nodding his head, Wang Huai said: "Very good, I have reached the stage of Dacheng in this period of time, and after the transformation of calamity, I will be the true king of heaven."

"That's good, please come in."

Gu Wunian watched Wang Huai walk towards the Yangshen's Gate, and then disappeared behind the Yangshen's Gate.

After pondering for a moment, he said to his fellow disciples next to him: "I'll go in too. You are stationed here, and only those with high strength can be let in. Do you understand?"

"Yes, brother."

After explaining his responsibilities, Gu Wunian walked towards the Yangshen Gate, and was immediately sucked into it.

After stepping into the Yangshen Gate, Wang Huai felt a change before his eyes, and then stepped on the solid ground.

The outside world may only be a few months away, but here it has been advancing for thousands of years.

The first time I saw it, it was shocking.

Countless floating islands are floating in the air, and each island is a pavilion, with flying cranes.

The floating island flies slowly in the air like clouds, and the never-ending waterfall falls from it, and the splashing water splashes into rainbows, setting off the floating island like a fairyland on earth.

From time to time, there were monks flying in and out of the floating island, all of them were people with profound mana, and Wang Huai nodded frequently.

Thousands of years have allowed this place to evolve into a prosperous age of immortality.

I still remember that the last time he came here, he let Yuan hold the key of words and spirits that could destroy the human race at once, thus frightening the gods and winning freedom for the human race.

Unexpectedly, in just a thousand years, human monks have developed so powerfully.

But what True Monarch Xiaoyao said that the way of heaven has not been broken may not be a good thing, so what does it mean?

Looking around, Wang Huai found himself in a dense forest, luckily there was a town not far away.

Just looking at the town, Wang Huai felt that it was not as beautiful as the top of his head.

Although it looks quite plausible, compared with the fairy island above the head, it always feels a bit shabby.

The little hamster who was not separated from Wang Huai climbed to the top of Wang Huai's head, looked around in the distance and said, "Master Wang, it doesn't look very good there."

"Yes. Forget it, let's go and have a look first."

Telling the little hamster to hold on tight, Wang Huai walked towards the city.

As soon as he reached the gate of the city, the guards at the gate stopped Wang Huai and asked sharply, "Who are you, what are you doing in the city?"

"A monk who happened to pass by wanted to enter the city..."

Before he could finish speaking, Wang Huai saw the guard in front of him trembling all over, and immediately knelt on the ground, shouting in horror: "I don't know that the monk is here, and I offended my lord."

After he finished speaking, he took off his helmet and put it aside, picked up the stone and smashed it hard into his mouth, the blood and water flowing out from his teeth didn't stop.

"Stop, stop, what's going on with you!"

Wang Huai wanted to stop the other party, but he didn't expect the guard to be even more frightened.

"Does your lord think it's not enough? Forget it, please let your lord spare my family."

Pulling out the copper sword, the guard simply wanted to wipe his neck, but the sword in his hand was caught by Wang Huai's two fingers and he couldn't move.

"Why bother!" Wang Huai roared loudly, "Isn't it good to live? Why do you want to die after a few words!"

"Is your lord really not going to let my family go? Then please give them a good time, don't let them suffer too much."

The movement here naturally attracted the attention of others. Seeing this scene, several passers-by immediately knelt aside, with their foreheads pressed against the ground, not even having the courage to look here.

Noticing the fear of the people around him, Wang Huai nodded: "...Well, I probably understand."

Changing his countenance, Wang Huai Jie Jie Jie laughed.

"Jie Jie Jie, humble boy, you dare to offend me. Fortunately, I am in a good mood today. Get up and take me to the city. If you serve me well, I will reward you."

Knowing that he would not die, the guard kowtowed continuously as if he had received amnesty: "Thank you, Xianzun, thank you Xianzun. Please come here. I don't know where Xianzun wants to go?"

"Let's go to the restaurant first, please lead the way, thank you."

Raising his head, Wang Huai saw the other party looking at him in fear again, knowing that he forgot to assume the role again.

"Jie Jie Jie, lead the way quickly, don't you have eyes?"

The guard heaved a sigh of relief, hurriedly brought Wang Huai into the best restaurant in the city, and asked in a low voice, "Xianzun, do you want to say or not to tell me your identity?"

"Stop talking, make people calm down."

"Understood, Immortal Venerable."

Although his mouth was covered in blood, the guard was busy busy, choosing a place for Wang Huai, ordering drinks and food, and standing nervously opposite Wang Huai.

"Jie Jie Jie, sit down, I don't like others standing in front of me."

Seeing the guard sitting down with difficulty, the little hamster lying on Wang Huai's shoulder whispered, "Master Wang, you are so tired of talking like that."

"You think I think so." Wang Huai said helplessly, "The practitioners here should have done a lot of bad things. Just a monk's name scares them like this."

Looking at the fearful guards in front of him, Wang Huai felt that the wine had no taste.

In a world where the way of heaven has never been broken, monks have the power to destroy the world with every move, and even beginners have the strength far beyond mortals, and they are already two species with mortals.

For monks, mortals are like ants, except for the occasional need for some disciples, they will not interact with mortals at all.

If you are in a bad mood, for example, if your practice is not going well today, you may even find a random mortal town to vent your anger, and then pat your ass and leave without any trouble.

Power without any limits is evil.

There is also Dazhou Dragon Qi outside as a restraint for monks. If there is no Dragon Qi, maybe Da Zhou will be the same as here.

Taking a sip of wine quietly, Wang Huai heard someone whispering beside him and sighed from time to time.

Raising his wine glass, Wang Huai said to the two people next door: "You two brothers, what are you sighing about?"

One of the middle-aged men with beards glanced at Wang Huai and found that he was young and light, but his eyebrows and eyes were very good-looking, which made people feel good about him.

So, he returned a glass of respect, leaned over and said in a low voice: "For the matter of the ink city next door, the two monks fought for some reason, and the whole city disappeared. The seven brothers of my brother are all in the city. I don't know life or death."

Wang Huai glanced at another middle-aged man with a fair face, and found that his eyes were red, and nodded regretfully.

Suddenly, the white man slammed the table fiercely and cursed loudly: "Damn monks, damn monks!"

The bearded man ran up in a hurry, covered the opponent's mouth and whispered, "Brother Ma Bo, be careful!"

Shaking off his bearded hand, Ma Bo asked with tears in his eyes, "Why can't you say it! Cultivators should die, monks should die!"

Pointing out of the window, Ma Bo cursed: "My family of seven brothers, usually keep their own place and never do evil, why are they involved in the monks' fights, and now their lives and deaths are unknown! We are all human, why are they superior, and we are like ants! "

Hammering on the table vigorously, he continued to curse: "A monk who suffered a thousand knives, a bastard who committed crimes, a thing that is not worth dying for!"

While Ma Bo was yelling, the rest of the restaurant had already fled. Even the owner of the restaurant panicked and ran out to avoid disaster, not even daring to collect the money for the drinks.

The guards in front of Wang Huai also wanted to flee, but seeing Wang Huai still raised his glass and listened, he could only suppress his fear and sit there trembling.

After a while, three beams of light flashed by, and one of them pinched his sword finger, directly destroying the upper half of the restaurant, and smashing the upper half of the restaurant into fine powder.

Looking at the remaining four people inside, the other party didn't say much at all, four sword lights shot at the heads of the four people, then turned and left.

But just halfway through the flight, she snorted again, then turned around and flew back.

The four sword lights before had been shredded, and a golden thread was flying in the air, releasing a chilling aura.

Looking at the four people below, the red-clothed girl looked around, and finally her eyes fell on Wang Huai, and her eyes lit up immediately.

"Are you a monk too? Which sect are you from, and why are you born so good-looking?"

"Casual repair."

"Loose cultivator...it's a pity. What you blocked my sword light just now is this golden thread. What kind of magic weapon is this? It's so powerful."

"It's just a little trick."

"Why don't you say it? Forget it. I was going to kill you, but let me let you go. Let's make a good relationship. I am the daughter of the head of Luoyue Sect, remember."

Glancing greedily at the golden thread, the girl suddenly pinched her sword finger, and a stream of light flashed a foot away from Wang Huai, aiming at Wang Huai's head.

When she launched this invisible sword move, she was invisible and invisible. I don't know how many monks were buried under this move. Now that she used it fiercely, she could already see the tragic death of Wang Huai.

It's just that her smile was still on her face, but her head slowly slipped off, flicked in her hand, and then fell to the ground.

The headless corpse immediately fell from the sky, causing the two fellow disciples to scream.

It's just that before they could react, the dark golden thread had already passed between the necks of the two of them, instantly taking their lives.

Next, Wang Huai collected the gold thread and took another sip of the wine, only then did he feel that the wine tasted better.

Standing up and pulling the three of them up, Wang Huai said "go", and immediately turned himself into a rainbow, and then flew out with the rainbow all the way, and did not stop until he came to a secluded place.

After putting the three of them down, the guard saw that Wang Huai was about to leave, and quickly asked, "Where are you going, my lord?"

"kill."

"Kill who?"

"Cultivator!"

Jumping back to the city again, Wang Huai has activated his golden finger, replacing his fate with [Glory].

Not long after the three disciples of the Luoyue Sect died, a large number of monks from the Luoyue Sect had appeared and were about to search Wang Huai.

Seeing Hong Guang appearing, a middle-aged man held the headless corpse, pointed at Wang Huai and cursed angrily, "What is wrong with my daughter? Why did you harm her?"

"She wants to kill me, is there a problem if I fight back?"

"Why don't you obediently let her kill you! Guilty!"

"……ill!"

Hundreds of sword lights struck, each of which was like a long rainbow penetrating the sun, shining with the light of mana.

Facing these sword lights, Wang Huai directly called out the tiger armor.

After being strengthened by Shenming Zhuang Wuwang, the tiger armor was fused with the scales of the Green Python True Lord, and its power was enhanced again.

Wrapped in tiger armor, Wang Huai felt that infinite power had been poured into his body. A phantom of a dragon even appeared behind him, and a dragon chant shattered the incoming sword light.

If his cultivation is not enough, just hearing the sound of the dragon's chant, his mana trembles, and he even falls from the sky.

Stretching out his hand, he crushed a captured sword light, and Wang Huai fell into the crowd. Two golden threads danced, screaming in the air, and broken limbs mixed with blood fell like raindrops.

With the blessing of [Glory], Wang Huai fought more and more bravely, and even let a monk explode to death with the sound of a tiger roar, like a demon god descending, which made people frightened.

In a short time, hundreds of monks died completely, only the middle-aged man before was staring blankly at Wang Huai.

Pointing at Wang Huai, he trembled and said, "Evil ghost, evil ghost!"

"Crap."

With a wave of his hand, the dark golden thread streaked across, causing the middle-aged man's voice to stop abruptly and fall from the sky.

Luo Yuezong is gone.

(End of this chapter)