The most powerful villain in the heavens

Chapter 172
The magic weapon is the weapon of the soul. If the age is far away, the soul can be born, which is called the weapon soul; the treasure of the weapon soul can understand human nature and fight with people heart-to-heart, which is called invincible.

Yu Wentian suddenly remembered that he had seen this sentence in an ancient book before.Any treasure with a living soul cannot be used by just a casual person, it must be recognized as the owner.

After thinking about it carefully, the Huntian Roulette is one of the three magic weapons of the Tianmo Sect. It is definitely old, and it is definitely not an ordinary treasure. It is not impossible to give birth to a living soul.

"Huntian Roupan, get out of here. If you obediently get out and merge with me now, I can let you live. If you don't want to, don't blame me for destroying your soul. Lost."

Yu Wentian yelled around, but no voice answered him, as if he was the only one in this space.

Yu Wentian thought about it carefully, and still felt that this possibility was even greater. If it was just a world, why would the system send him here.

"Let me tell you, I'm not very patient. If you annoy me, don't blame me for being rude."

The surrounding area was still silent, only the mist in front of him was blown away a few centimeters by Yu Wentian's exhaled gas.

"Okay, very good, you won't come out, will you? I'll let you see my strength."

Yu Wentian stood still on his feet, fingers slightly bent, palms facing upwards, slowly lifted from both sides of the waist, and fell heavily when it reached shoulder height.

Suddenly, with Yuwentian as the center, the surrounding lakes were covered with huge waves, and many clouds and mists were buried in the lake before they had time to hide.

Immediately afterwards, new mist was born again in the lake water, filling the gap that appeared.

Although it was only for a moment, Yu Wentian still saw a figure not far away, and he was not the only one here.

Yu Wentian raised his hand again, he didn't believe that this person would stay in that place indifferently, but this time before he made a move, a huge change suddenly happened around.

The surrounding clouds and mist continuously formed a vortex, mixed with traces of lake water, condensing on his head. When Yu Wentian took a step back, it would take a step back, and if he took a step forward, it would also take a step forward.

Suddenly, Yu Wentian felt as if his body was pressed against a mountain, which was so heavy that people could not breathe. Without preparation, Yu Wentian knelt on the ground on one knee, gritting his teeth bitterly and persevering.

He finally saw it, the figure was about a thousand meters away from him, holding a fishing rod, as if he was fishing, it looked really strange.

Looking back at the cloud and mist pressing on him, he knew that this thing was probably made by the fisherman.

"Who on earth are you? What are you doing here? If you have the ability, feel free to compete with me. This kind of low-level sneak attack can only make people feel ashamed?"

"You young man, do you usually use this tone to talk to seniors? You came to disturb me, I have not bothered with you, and you dare to wreak havoc here, is it true that there is no such thing as an old man? "

The voice finally spoke, Yu Wentian suddenly felt a light on his back, the pressure of those clouds disappeared, and at the same time he could see the world clearly.

There was nothing wrong with his previous feeling. This is a blue lake with no borders. It looks like it is intersecting with the sky in all directions, as if the world and the sky are the same plane.

Looking up at the sky, it was not the usual blue sky, the sky was pure white with bright light, and this dazzling light came from the sky.

Suddenly Yu Wentian felt that something appeared in front of him. It was a little strange that he seemed to be unable to see the shadow of this thing.

Raising his head suddenly, a person appeared in front of him, holding a fishing rod in his hand, but there was no hook on the fishing rod, and a cloud of mist was tied to the bottom part.

To be precise, this is not a person anymore, his entire body is transparent, it would be more accurate to say that he is a spirit body.

Yu Wentian's eyes flickered, "Could it be that this is the living soul of Hun Tian Roupan? But looking at this age, it seems a little old."

"You are not from the Demon Sect? Then how did you get into the Huntian Roulette? What happened to the Huntian Roulette?"

Before Yu Wentian could inquire, the spirit body sniffed him twice, and his expression changed immediately. He looked very angry, as if he was about to eat him alive.

"I'm not a member of the Demon Sect yet, but I will be soon. I'll come in early to see what's different?"

Yu Wentian took a deep breath, and finally stood up from the ground. After looking at the spirit body at the same level, Yu Wentian felt much more comfortable. The feeling of looking up at the sky from below is really not very comfortable.

However, what Yu Wentian didn't expect was that this spirit body was less routine than him, he had just stood still, and rushed towards his chest with a move of black tiger.

Yu Wentian took advantage of the situation and barely avoided this attack. It is very difficult for a spirit body to hurt someone, but who made him exist in this world as a spirit body now?
"You are a person who is not a ghost or a ghost. You are more extreme than my young master. If you disagree with me, you will do it. Do you still want me to die here?"

The spirit body ignored Yu Wentian and just stared at him coldly, "You didn't use the technique of the Demon Sect just now, and you are not from the Demon Sect. How can the Demon Sect allow you to join?"

"This is our business, and you don't need to worry about it. You just need to tell me, who are you? Why are you in this world."

Yu Wentian didn't bother with the spirit body's question, instead he asked his question back.

"My name is Wu Ya, can you answer my question now?"

Yuwen Tianxia consciously opened his mouth, wanting to say something more, but didn't say a word.

He felt that the name seemed a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

He could feel that he hadn't heard or seen this name for a long time, it must have been just a few days ago.

"Wuya...Wuya...I just remembered, you are the only high priest of the Tianmo Sect, and you died on the wheel of the sky with the eighth head and elders."

In the room of the Fifth Elder, there was a portrait of Wu Ya, with Wu Ya's name and the time of death written on it. He saw the name just now and made fun of it, "Wu Ya...a crow, really It's ridiculous."

(End of this chapter)