The best golden pupil

Chapter 1800
"Since you're here, why hide your head and show your tail?"

Lang Lang's words echoed in the valley, but Ning Tao's face turned pale with fright, and his heart rose to his throat.

Found out?

No, there are big monks here!
Just when he was about to grit his teeth and fight to the death, the little turtle screamed in his ear: "Don't move."

As soon as the words came out, Ning Tao froze, lying on the edge of the rock, not daring to move, beads of sweat gradually oozed from his forehead, and his heart was like a frightened rabbit.

"Plop, plop"

"Hmph, why, do I have to invite you out personally?" There was a hint of coldness in the words.

Ning Tao's heart was beating fast, he was panicked, and he was sweating profusely. He could see his Adam's apple throbbing constantly. He came for revenge, but not for death.

The only hole card, Big Core God, only two left!

Moreover, the power displayed in the fifth restricted area cannot be replicated. Here, one can use spiritual power, and even use spiritual power to protect the body in an explosion.

According to his estimate, the Great Core God can at most cause some deterrent damage to the Daoist.

Want to kill, the possibility is too low.

Just when he was anxious, a voice suddenly sounded in his ear, which contained a kind of magnetic magic power.

"Hehe, I came a little late, you guys seem a little panicked, yelling," a group of black-robed figures faintly appeared from afar.

"Haha, fellow daoist, you are worrying too much. This is just a way to deceive people. We have been waiting for a long time, fellow daoist of Yan Luodian, but who are you?" Yijue raised his eyebrows.

"Whizzing"

Six figures in black robes were lined up, and a thin man walked out of them. He was dressed in black clothes without any wind.

"My seat, Yan Modian, Tenth Hall of Yan Luo, under the command of King Qin Guang, the great protector, is gentle and ruthless," the black-robed man said lightly.

"Wen Wuqing, you...you are Wen Wuqing, that Wen Wuqing known as the Disaster Walker," Qijue and the others showed up one after another, with shocked expressions on their faces.

Lu Yusong was among them, his face pale as paper, all because of this name.

As the saying goes, the name of a person is the shadow of a tree.

Disaster Walker, Wen Wuqing, his name spread almost throughout the fairy world. Wherever he appeared, there would be a catastrophe. Nineteen cities had already been destroyed under his footsteps.

Millions of monks died because of him, and he was ranked No. 1 on the Xuanjie hunting list of Daluo Immortal Palace.

"Gu... Gulu"

The eight of Lu Yusong became tense, despite the large number of them, their skin tightened from fright.

"Why, are you all so afraid of me? For enemies, I am ruthless and will only kill them, but for friends, as long as the interests are sufficient, the relationship will be stable."

"I'm not going to kill anyone I see. Tell me, what do you mean by contacting Yan Modian?" Wen Wuqing's eyes flickered slightly, and he talked with his hands behind his back.

Yijue, Qijue and the others looked at each other, flickering slightly, although it was a bit unexpected at the moment, but it was still within the plan.

I saw Qijue said quietly: "Fellow Daoist Wen, I am contacting you at Qijuemen to discuss a matter of cooperation. This matter is of great importance. As long as it can be successful, then a win-win situation is yours and mine."

Ning Tao, who was lying on the rock, was taken aback for a moment, and his brows were furrowed. Something is wrong.

He remembered that the Great Luo Immortal Palace and Yan Modian were enemies. The two had different philosophies, like water and fire, and the twelve gates of Tiangang and the nineteen sects of Disha were all forces under the command of the Great Luo Immortal Palace. Wouldn't it be treason to do so?
The little tortoise also had a flash of surprise, and gradually became excited, feeling excited about discovering a big secret.

"Oh? I heard that right!"

"The Qijue Sect, one of the dignified Twelve Sects of Tiangang, wants to cooperate with me, Yan Modian. Don't you know that we are deadly enemies? We are like fire and water, and we will be sworn enemies when we meet," Wen Wuqing said, putting pressure on him.

The cold breath immediately increased the pressure on the eight people, and Lu Yusong's legs almost collapsed to the ground.

He became angry from embarrassment, and sneered: "Hmph, come on, do you still need to pretend when you talk about this? You also said before that as long as the interests are sufficient, the relationship between friends will be stable, right?"

Ning Tao heard the sound and looked, his eyes widened with hatred, and his mood fluctuated violently.

It's him, the bastard.

That enemy with whom he is sworn to death!

"crunch"

In the sky, Wen Wuqing's eyes suddenly flickered, and he glanced this way, then stared at the unruly young man in front of him, jokingly said: "Interesting, give me a reason not to kill you, otherwise."

"He is the only descendant of Immortal Qijue, Lu Yusong," Qijue smiled slightly.

Hearing this, Lu Yusong immediately raised his chest and raised his head arrogantly, with a proud face, dressed in white clothes, tall and straight, and looked really handsome.

Seven Immortals!
Wen Wuqing narrowed his eyes, but said grimly: "The thing I hate the most is that someone dares to suppress me. If I want to kill you, Qijuexian can't protect me."

"Don't doubt what I Yan Modian said, it's not that Lord Qin Guang didn't fight him a few times back then."

"Hmph!" With a cold snort, murderous aura shot down.

Qijue and the others showed horror on their faces, as if they were facing an enemy, they quickly protected Lu Yusong in the center, this person was very troublesome, and they really didn't want to be enemies with him.

Ning Tao's body was also tense in the dark, his eyes were wide open, and he quietly touched the Xiangyang Spirit Ring with one hand. If there was a fight, he wouldn't mind throwing a big core god to kill that Lu.

"Plop, plop"

It seemed that because of depression, Xiao Hei became nervous.

Feeling the murderous intent, Yijue frowned and said, "Brother Wen, if we've had enough trouble, let's talk about business."

"The reason why I brought Young Master Lu here is to prove our sincerity. As long as you help us kill someone, the benefits you want...just mention it!"

"kill?"

Wen Wuqing frowned, and said leisurely: "Interesting, tell me, is it a powerful genius on the immortal list, or some elders from those big sects, or is it a certain immortal?"

"As long as the sincerity is enough and the interests are enough, killing people is not a problem, because this is our strong point!"

Hearing this, Yijue shuddered, and said in embarrassment: "It's not a genius on the fairy list, nor an elder, or a fairy, but a native, a person who shouldn't appear in the fairy world, and shouldn't be alive."

"This man, I think you've heard of it."

"I've heard of it? Indigenous people?" Wen Wuqing, who was always calm, was a little unpredictable this time.

Can't help but wonder: "Who is it?"

"He is Ning Tao!"

"That Ning Tao from the world of spirits, he has sneaked into the fairy world, in the southern region, I want you to kill him, no, I want you to catch him in front of me, I want to use the most cruel method to kill him tortured to death."

Lu Yusong gritted his teeth in hatred.

When he was on Earth, if he didn't have the death talisman, I'm afraid he would have been killed by Ning Tao. Now he is avenging his original self.

In the weeds, Ning Tao was startled by this sentence, and then burst into anger again. These bastards made such a big fight to kill him.

Damn it, really damn it!

After listening to Wen Wuqing, he lost his mind for a moment, and then a smile was drawn on the corner of his mouth.

Unexpectedly, he looked in the direction of Ning Tao, and said leisurely: "Little guy, when are you going to overhear?"

(End of this chapter)