battle master

Chapter 1007 Crazy!

"How dare you... dare!!"

Wu Yangyu's attack completely shocked everyone in Shantuo Sect.

Not only because of Wu Yangyu's strength, but also because of Wu Yangyu's identity, you are a disciple of the unclean sect, a junior of birth and death, how can you attack a disciple who is also a Zen sect!

This kind of practice is absolutely unimaginable behavior in the entire meditation sect.

"Good stuff... good stuff!"

Picking up the rosary in one hand, Wu Yangyu chanted slowly, a look of satisfaction flashed on his rough face, but the hostility in his eyes did not dissipate in the slightest, on the contrary, he turned towards a group of Shantuo Sect disciples again. Look at:
"I also feel a lot of things that are destined for me in your body!"

The strength of the Shantuo sect is able to survive in the secret realm of the gods without dying out, and its strength and heritage cannot be underestimated.

Not long ago, this group of guys had been targeting their Shantuo Sect, so naturally Wu Yangyu would not let him go so easily.

"Too deceiving!"

The faces of the group were extremely ugly, as they gritted their teeth, it seemed as if flames were about to burst out of their eyes.

"Noisy! You have what I need on you, and that's you, Mr. Yichen, I think highly of you!"

Wu Yangyu snorted coldly, and stretched out his big hand again.

Immediately.

A huge handprint exuded a hazy aura, like an ancient hand, carrying a wave of stalwart covering the ten directions, and slapped it down fiercely.

"Puff puff!"

It's just such a simple action, but the boundless power contained in it has already shaken everyone's minds and trembled wildly.

In the burst of fishy sweetness in his mouth, blood spurted out involuntarily. This force is really terrifying to the extreme. With the power of everyone, although it is extraordinary, the strongest is only the man with the hooked nose who was just killed by Wu Yangyu. , the strongest generation is nothing more than the fifth heaven of the monarch level.

Even now, with the "Kasyapa Demon Sutra" as the core, Wu Yangyu's power to move his body is not something they can compete with.

The sound of broken bones, the sound of tendons breaking, the sound of spurting blood, all these sounds were extremely ear-piercing. In an instant, the entire Shantuo Sect strongman had fallen to the ground, and the storage utensils on them had been forcibly taken away by Wu Yangyu. Walk.

"Yichen! You're too deceitful! You're unclean and bully too much...I'm going to report you!"

"Shame...you are a shame to us Zen disciples!"

Waves of roars came from the mouths of the crowd. They were covered in blood, and even their meridians were cracked inch by inch. This was clearly on the verge of death. In other words, they were useless!
How can the disciples of the Shantuo Sect not be angry with such a cruel method.

especially.

For a long time, among all the sects, only their Zen disciples have bullied others, and they have never been bullied like this.

"Yichen, right? Even if your strength is tyrannical, but this time you have caused endless disasters. Even if you are a disciple of the unclean sect, you are a junior brother of birth and death, you are doomed!"

There was a disciple with blood all over his face, and he yelled with a ferocious face.

"boom!"

However, what responded to him was a huge handprint, which suppressed it firmly, and directly beat the clamoring person into a blurred mass of flesh and blood.

"These things are clearly related to me, you are shameless!"

Wu Yangyu's face was full of anger, as if he had been insulted, and then he let out a cold snort, and left the place in stride.

"My treasure... This is the spirit that I have treasured all the way in the secret realm of God!"

"Bastard, I hid it so secretly, how did he know... Go! Go find the uncle!"

The eyes of some disciples were about to shed tears. Even disciples of the same sect had selfish intentions. Naturally, many people carefully treasured the most precious things. Unfortunately, they didn't know that Wu Yangyu possessed the oracle's eye. Driven by the power of God, everything disappeared...

"The next target!"

Within a step of [-] meters, Wu Yangyu's oracle eyes in the center of his eyebrows bloomed with brilliance, and he continued to search with a chill in his eyes.

He doesn't care about a mere Shantuo sect.

This time, he would not let anyone who dared to provoke their God-fighting Sect be spared.

…………

Six days later.

"boom!"

There is a radiant divine light, surging out from the depths of a broken ancient temple, that brilliant power, almost in a substantive gesture, pushes across the world, and all kinds of visions loom and evolve.

The ancient temple is bathed in that crystal brilliance, bringing out a dusty and sacred aura!

"It's inheritance!"

"It's hard to imagine what kind of sect is so lucky. It's not far from the time when the God's Secret Realm will be closed. There are still sects that can find inheritance!"

"That's true. Except for some ancient and powerful prohibitions, the rest of the inheritance has almost been excavated. It is extremely difficult to continue to open."

Around the ancient temple, in the void, there were constant voices and communication fluctuations of divine thoughts.

From time to time, some strong men who passed by showed envious expressions.

"boom!"

soon.

A group of no more than ten figures rushed out of the ancient temple quickly.

They are full of aura, and the first few are even more profound. With the divine light in their eyes, it is clear that they are peerless monarch-level powerhouses.

vaguely.

In their power distribution, there are bursts of ancient Sanskrit singing, as if they want to turn the world into a sacred place.

"This is the powerhouse of the Pure Land Sect!"

After noticing the leaders, many strong men with fiery eyes sighed helplessly at this moment.

"The Pure Land Sect's luck is too good. At this time, they can still find the inheritance!"

"You can't say that. Before this, the Zen mind of the Pure Land Sect was suppressed by the Great Demon King, which caused a heavy loss in the strength of the entire Pure Land Sect! See that guy with a smile on his face? That's one of the current disciples of the Pure Land Sect. The strongest person in the world, named Jingxinzi, has obtained a fortune, and now his strength has reached the peak of the seventh heaven of the monarch level, which can be regarded as replacing the loss caused by the fall of the Zen heart!"

Someone pointed to a smiling Pure Land disciple and introduced him.

"I don't know what good luck they got this time. It's a pity that they are from the Pure Land Sect. If they are from other sects, they can snatch them!"

In the surroundings, one after another voices of discussion spread from time to time.

Especially when he noticed the unconcealable excitement on Jing Xinzi's face, it was obvious that the inheritance this time was terrible.

It's a pity that Zen disciples rarely dare to provoke them.

after all.

Zen disciples, once provoked, can call a large group of people. If they fight, unless they have a strong backing, it will be difficult to successfully challenge them.

"Hmph, disciples of the Zen sect, shameless... I really hope they are robbed!"

in the crowd.

There are many people who have been bullied by Zen disciples, and they can't help cursing in a low voice at this moment.

"Hey, rob them? Unless it's the arrival of the Great Demon King..."

Faced with such words, some disciples couldn't help laughing bitterly.

"This senior brother... the thing on your body is destined for me!"

Cold.

At this moment, an excited voice suddenly came out of the void.

"Shhhhh!"

Accompanied by the sound.

The discussion in the entire space suddenly stopped.

Especially Jing Xinzi, who was smiling all over his face, twitched fiercely at this moment, his pair of smiling eyes widened fiercely, and the corners of his mouth seemed to twitch at this moment.

Not just him.

The people of the Pure Land Sect around him felt like they had seen a ghost, and their bodies stiffened for a while.

"It's him?!"

"Fuck, this is a crazy rhythm!"

"This guy is here!"

After hearing the voice in the void, the disciples who were still whispering in the surroundings were completely blown up at this moment.

"It's that guy named Yichen...Oh my god, this guy is really brave!"

"It's more than courageous. In the short few days, Yichen has robbed too many sects, such as Necromancer, Nine Xuan Taishang, Dasheng Palace, Flame Valley, Blood Drinking Sect, Heavenly Sect, etc. The Holy Land, Shantuo Sect, etc..."

"The most frightening thing is that this guy's strength is terrifying, and his temper is also very hot. It is said that he is a junior in the unclean sect. Therefore, it is rare for someone to dare to provoke him. Moreover, once he robs, he will not be able to bear the identity of the other party. and background!"

"boom!"

soon.

Amidst the clearly excited discussions among the crowd, a figure slowly descended from the void.

The visitor had a rough face, with muscles all over his body bulging, and with the blooming of a huge Buddha vision in the back, not only did the whole person not have the slightest sense of auspiciousness and holiness, but instead gave people an extremely ferocious visual impact.

This appearance is exactly the evolved Wu Yang Yu!

"Junior Brother Yichen... what are you going to do?!"

Jing Xinzi's mood at the moment did not match his name at all.

In his heart, that was called a miserable one.

This time, in the broken ancient temple, they finally obtained a supreme good luck, but this is not yet popular, and they unexpectedly encountered this evil star in front of them.

About Yichen.

He didn't know much, but this didn't stop him from being afraid of Yichen.

Especially in this short period of a few days, Yichen robbed several sects, many of them were super ancient sects, such as Tianshu Holy Land!

and.

All the strong men he robbed have different strengths, the most powerful ones have even reached the initial level of the monarch level eight heavens!

Sovereign-level eighth heaven!
In the entire Mystic Realm of God, except for those rare and top-notch powerful beings, they are almost invincible. However, even such a strong person cannot compete with Yichen. As for Yichen's strength, who can guess? arrive.

Second.

Yichen claimed to be a disciple of the Unclean Dazong, and with the support of the Unclean Dazong, even though many people felt resentful in their hearts, they did not dare to take action easily. This is the most frustrating thing.

Thinking of this, Jing Xinzi was going crazy...

(End of this chapter)