The Return of the Immortal of the City

Chapter 718 There was no enmity before, but now there is! (Second more)
Chapter 780 There was no enmity before, but now there is! (ask for subscription, reward)
Except for the witch god Xingkui, Li Daoren, Yu Fang, and Jianjue Zhenxian, all the practitioners at the scene did not know who the "little devil" Gu Bei was referring to.

It doesn't even matter whether it is a human being or not.

But following Gu Bei's right hand grabbing across the air, two figures popped out from the depths of Ghost King Valley.

A middle-aged man in his 40s was picked up by Gu Bei and thrown aside in a very embarrassing situation; he was the owner of the Ghost King Valley, and he had broken several bones at this moment, with blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and his face was full of blood. appalled.

With the sudden and strange force before, he couldn't break free, and even felt a breath of death coming, but he couldn't struggle.

Now that he finally took a breath, the owner of the valley was naturally in a state of lingering fear. He couldn't recover for a long time, and murmured in his heart: It's one thing to watch others fight, but it's another thing when it's your turn to bear it. Son.

The owner of Ghost King Valley finally knew the horror of this young man in blue shirt named Gu Bei.

But the other figure in the black robe broke free from Gu Bei's restraining force, and flew to the side, eyes full of horror.

The young man was covered in a black robe, like a ghost wandering in the middle of the night; his strange-looking face, with a tattoo at the corner of his eye, like a blood bat, squirmed a few times, lifelike, as if he could come back to life at any time.

The young man's name is Zong Yuan, and his body is full of yin and celestial powers, and the exercises he practiced are feminine.

At this moment, after flying out of the main hall of the Ghost King Valley, he was in mid-air, and glanced at the scene with incomparably sinister eyes. There was nothing unusual; the shock.

"Zong Yuan doesn't seem to have any enmity with Your Excellency!"

On the cheeks covered by the young man's loose long hair, the muscles squirmed a few times, and a voice like a ghost from hell came out, a little hoarse and a little scary.

At this moment, his dark eyes fixed on Gu Bei through the messy hair.

"There was no hatred before, but now there is!"

Gu Bei followed with a punch, as if deliberately finding fault.

The young man's whole body was full of sinister energy, and his sinister face showed even more terrifying eyes, and even became a little angry: "Your Excellency, do you want to force a grudge?!"

The young man clenched his fist, filled with ghostly aura, fearless, Taotao's ghostly aura bombarded Gu Bei.

Bang!
The two fists collided, countless buildings on the ground were destroyed, and the sound of the explosion was deafening.

Gu Bei was still standing in mid-air, but Zong Yuan's body was thrown out quickly, accompanied by a strong ghostly aura, and he stabilized his figure with a face full of horror until he was thousands of feet away.

Zong Yuan could see that although Gu Bei's punch didn't have any fluctuations in Qi, blood and spiritual power, it contained an invincible power of rules.

Terrifying.

In front of him, if I didn't use all my strength, I felt that I had no strength to fight back.

Seeing this, Xingkui, the witch god, laughed loudly: "Old ghost Zongyuan, you guy from Guizong can only be a sneaky rat, and you will never see the light!"

It turned out that this Zongyuan was actually a member of the Ghost Sect, one of the five great sects in the Feixian Continent.

Of the five major forces in the Feixian Continent, the Feixian Temple was established first, and has the largest power.

Jiange, Ghost Sect, Demon Emperor Valley, and Wushen Temple are ranked in no particular order, and belong to the five major sects.

Because of its remote location, Yaohuang Valley seldom interacts with the other four sects, and there are no people from the lower realms participating at this moment.

The five major forces are not in harmony, as if they were monolithic, but frictions, conflicts and fights often occur.

The purpose of these people's descent is nothing more than to come here for the Black Iron Order.

"Xing Kui, are you looking for death?!"

Zong Yuan's black robe was billowing, haunted by a ghostly aura, flying from a distance, staring coldly at Xing Kui, the witch god.

"Both of you, now is not the time to quarrel. Please let the two of you put aside your grudge for the time being and join hands to deal with this son!" Li Daoren clasped his fists and scolded loudly.

At this time, Master Jianjue had already used immortal techniques to grow back his broken arm.

Gu Bei just took a sip of the wine, put a piece of Mo Luo fruit into his mouth leisurely, and finished eating it with creaking creaks. He waited for the arm of Master Jianjue to move freely, and then his figure slowly rose, leisurely. The voice came out: "Now, everyone is here. The five of you go together."

"Oh, that's right. This is the territory of China, and this deity is a native of Huaxia. In order to avoid fighting, you have destroyed this land that belongs to this deity, so everyone should go to the top to fight."

Gu Bei lowered his head, glanced at the five people casually with his star eyes, and said indifferently.

Afterwards, the speed at which his figure rose immediately increased a lot, and he shot straight into the sky like a rocket.

The five people looked at each other, let go of their prejudices, and the immortal power surged up all over their bodies, and they flew up.

After all, Gu Bei still has a Black Iron Token on his body, and all forces want to get it.

Li Daoren and Yu Fang had to follow, the fairy treasure of Feixian Palace was still in Gu Bei's hands.

The so-called gods fight and mortals suffer, at this moment Gu Bei's six people have rushed into the sky and disappeared before everyone's eyes.All the cultivators couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

But after that, they had a "pity" look again.

After all, if you can watch the fights between gods and gods, it will definitely be beneficial to your future practice.

On the ground, all the cultivators raised their heads, and even used their divine senses and all the magic weapons they could use to spy on the battle of the gods above the sky.

Not long after, the clouds rolled in the sky, and various sounds and colors appeared in profusion.

The rumbling sound was like thunder.

Everyone looked up, their expressions tensed.

Most of those cultivators were looking forward to Gu Bei's death.

There are also those who are neutral, such as the disciples of Penglai Xianzong, the disciples of Longhumen and Lieyangzong.

"Elder Lei Yang, can Fellow Daoist Gu Bei beat them?" Lei Lie rubbed his hands and asked.

"This child is unfathomable, beyond the range of my cognition. This kind of fight, we can only live in peace!" The elder of Lieyang Sect shook his head and sighed.

"Sister Xue'er, can Gu Bei win?" In the restraining formation, Le Tianyi's pretty face was nervous and worried.

"Master will be fine!" Luo Xue was also worried, but before she could answer, Murong Jingqi who was next to her answered firmly with a small face.

"Young master, you must win!"

Luo Xue spit out four words coldly and briefly.

"That's right, just those scumbags, how could they be Mr.'s opponent!" Zhao Baitong was careless, but he had full confidence in Gu Bei.

Just as the conversation of the few people fell to the ground, there was a sudden shock in the sky.

The sound made people's eardrums ache, almost bleeding.

Then, as the crowd looked up, a figure quickly fell from the sky in a state of embarrassment, accompanied by a hoarse roar: "Child Gu Bei, you are too deceitful! Ah~~"

(End of this chapter)