Poor monk does not understand love

Chapter 418

Wang Mu confirmed.

Yan Kuanyi was the same as Manyou in front of him, he was the reincarnation of those eight stone fetuses.

That being the case, the women in Duan Yixue were probably the Twelve Peach Blossoms and Long Xiaoyuan.

However, how could these wonders bred by the heavens and the earth re-enter the samsara?Who has the ability to make them fall, and why?What does it have to do with me?
Although the identities of these people have been confirmed, there are still a lot of mysteries to be solved.

Now these people come to me one by one, why?
Wang Mu looked up at the sky, the meaning of heaven and earth, the cycle of reincarnation, what is hidden in the dark?

Looking at Manyou again, Wang Mu couldn't help but feel a lot more cordial, no matter what happened back then, no matter what the inner demons implied, the scene of those 20 people destroying the world, no matter what happened back then, or from outside Omens don't matter.

The important thing is that Wang Mu is sure that he must have something to do with them.

He remembered that he stayed under the peach blossom tree for 3 years, 3 years, these twelve peach blossoms and eight strange stones were with him, how could he not be moved when we meet again now.

Such affection is comparable to the height of the sky and the depth of the sea, nothing else is important.

Judging from Man You's appearance, like Yan Kuan and the others, he seems to know nothing about his identity. Wang Mu doesn't intend to tell them, and it's useless to tell them. They need to think about it themselves before they can determine who they are.

"Boss, how are you? Didn't you brag? Haha!" Opening his eyes, Manyou stood up and laughed triumphantly, "My parents told me when I was a child that I am a natural genius! Don't you You know, I was born with great strength and endurance, when I escaped from that crappy mercenary group, my parents died, and I jumped directly from the top of the mountain, shit, I didn’t die!”

"Hehe." Wang Mu felt something in his heart, and his eyes couldn't help but softened a lot. He patted Manyou on the shoulder and said, "How could it be possible for me to fall to your death on a mere cliff."

"Boss, what's the situation?" Man You hugged his bare chest, narrowed his eyes and said, "I plan to marry a woman in the future, Boss, you won't be..."

"You think too much." Wang Mu chuckled.

"Wang Mu, you, what's the matter with you?" Huanmao also saw that Wang Mu was wrong, stared at Manyou with some trepidation, then walked up to Wang Mu and said, "Why do you feel weird just now?"

Wang Mu blinked, glanced at the two people in front of him, and said earnestly: "Let me tell you a story, a long, long time ago, there was a peach blossom tree... Forget it, this story is too long, and I can't remember many of them. "

"Huh..." Manyou and Huanmao curled their lips at the same time, despising such half-talkers.

"Boss, it's not good!"

Suddenly, a sound of panic came, interrupting everyone's thoughts.

The three of them looked back, only to see a flash of space in front of them, and Zhao Shuhong came out.

"Damn it, you can enter the yard in two steps, do you need to use your cultivation? Isn't it a golden fairy? As for showing off like this?" Looking at Zhao Shuhong who suddenly appeared, Manyou shouted unhappily.

"Oh no!" Zhao Shuhong wrinkled his old face, looked at Wang Mu again and said, "People from the underworld have come to the door."

"Hula-la."

As soon as Zhao Shuhong finished speaking, a gust of cold wind fell from the sky, following closely behind, everyone present frowned, feeling the invisible majesty in the wind.

The green sunlight dimmed.

A dark cloud approached from the direction of the eastern sky, and there was a large group of dazzling golden light in the dark cloud, like another sun.

The wind was howling, although it was still thousands of miles away, the momentum of overwhelming mountains and seas had already appeared, and black sand was flying all over the ground, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

Soon, the black cloud stopped in the sky above everyone's heads. The black cloud was huge and boundless, and the golden light in the cloud was even more exaggerated than the scorching sun in the Mortal Realm. It is flickering, as if it has its own consciousness.

A blunt, vast, sky-like coercion rolled down, although it was silent, it was like a mountain pressing down on the heart. Thousands of miles away from Fengdu City, almost all the monks were trembling and did not dare to look directly at the golden light.

Even a golden fairy like Zhao Shuhong was trembling faintly, with cold sweat all over his brows.

Powerful, unparalleled power.

Only Wang Mu remained calm. Everyone in the Guisen Mercenary Group had automatically gathered inside and outside the courtyard where Wang Mu was. Although they were terrified, they still drew their swords and acted as a guard for Wang Mu.

"The King of Wheels." A flash of colorful * characters flashed in his eyes, and Wang Mu saw clearly the human figure in the golden light, a young man in a fine attire, with eyebrows like swords, bright eyes, and a slightly dull complexion. He was indifferent, looking down at the common people below.

He was dressed in silver and black robes rippling in the sky, and behind him was a huge golden runner. The disc-shaped runner was more than ten meters in diameter. It really looked like a sun, and a vortex was faintly sunken in the runner. Shaped, the golden light is like rich flowing water and slightly rotates with the rotation of the wheel.

This is the magic weapon of the wheel-running king, and it can also be called a divine tool. It is called the golden wheel, and it is extremely powerful.

Magical artifacts are also divided into four types: heaven, earth, black and yellow. Yellow-level ones are called weapons at most, mysterious-level ones can be called magic weapons, and earth-level ones can be called divine weapons. The golden wheel held by the wheel king is an earth-level divine weapon. The tunnels respond to each other, and their power is unparalleled, and the king of the wheel is the cultivation base of the immortal, who specializes in the reincarnation of ghosts in the underworld, and is one of the ten halls of hell.

"The Guisen mercenary group is overbearing and domineering. They forcibly occupied Xue's house and Jubao building, which violated the laws of the underworld. Everyone is wanted and brought to justice. Those who resist will be killed without mercy."

The voice, like the collision of cold metal, does not contain any emotional fluctuations. It sounds mechanical, but it also implies majestic majesty.

"Whoa!"

The sound of splashing waves.

The boundless black cloud suddenly turned into waves, the black air dispersed, and thousands of heavenly soldiers from the underworld flew down from the clouds, all dressed in black and silver robes, with a black background, and a silver wheel logo embroidered on the chest.

The sound of "shua la la" was endless, and it rained heavily.

The earth below [-] meters was full of dust and sand, and the strong wind made it difficult for the angels to stand still.

"My mother..." Manyou's eyes widened, "Boss, what should we do? Kill or surrender?"

"What do you think?" Wang Mu chuckled lightly.

"Damn it! You're the boss!"

"I asked you what to do?"

"You say kill! Brother will kill you! If you say surrender, brother will surrender!" Man Youqiang roared against the wind pressure.

Wang Mu glanced at Manyou appreciatively, as expected of a stone fetus conceived by heaven and earth, he was brave enough, and after a pause, Wang Mu looked at other people again.

The phantom cat was already trembling, holding Wang Mu's arm with both hands, not daring to move, his eyes were full of panic, the rest of Zhao Shuhong was also frowning and grinning, his whole body was violently spiritual, as if he was about to kneel before the battle started.

Although he is a mercenary who has experienced many times of life and death, but the opponent is a heavenly soldier conferred by the heavenly court, even if he has a comparable level of cultivation, he will never dare to confront him head-on, and the opponent's number has an absolute advantage.

What's more, there is still a wheel-running king waiting there with the cultivation base of an immortal. With the power of the wheel-turning king, these hundreds of people can be wiped out with just a few gestures.

"Damn it!" Manyou seemed to see something, looked away from Wang Mu's face, and shouted at everyone present: "Listen to the fuck! The leader kills as soon as he says, and those who disobey don't need to be dealt with by these heavenly soldiers. I'm the first one not to let him go! Afraid of the wool!"

Hearing this, everyone in the Ghost Forest Mercenary Group turned their heads and focused their eyes on Wang Mu and Man You. For a moment, people's hearts seemed to burst with courage.

In such a formation, their leader is still smiling, and the circle around his body is bright and ethereal, unaffected by this heavenly power at all, awesome!

And Manyou's protector was even more ferocious, looking at this scene, and all the mercenaries were excited for a while.

The Guisen Mercenary Group has just made some achievements, how can they stop there?

Still the same sentence, a man should be vigorous.

"Damn it! Die as soon as you die! Leader, you can do what you want, brother will follow you! It's worth it!" The right guardian was the first to shout angrily.

Then, Zuo Hufa, Zhao Shuhong and the rest of the Celestial Elites shook their swords together, and hundreds of sharp eyes cast their eyes on the sky, ready to shake the storm.

"Let's go down." Wang Mu's light voice came.

"Fuck..." Man You almost fainted, and the rest of the people looked at Wang Mu in astonishment.

The pants are all off, so you give me this?
"Brother! No way! Brother, don't be afraid!" Manyou stared at Wang Mu and said.

Wang Mu shook his head and smiled, ignored Manyou, raised his eyes and looked directly at the Zhuanlun Wang said: "The matter of the Xue family and Jubaolou was done by the next person, and the rest were forced by me. As Zhuanlun Wang, Canonize the gods, don't wrong the good people."

"Shh!"

The vast expanse of heavenly soldiers from the Underworld, which were already less than a few hundred meters above the ground, stopped suddenly, suspended in the air like countless bats.

On the black cloud, the King of the Wheel gently lowered his raised palm, stared at Wang Mu and said, "Little Earth Immortal, you have a lot of backbone, since you have to carry it alone, then go with me."

Wang Mu nodded and smiled, and made a gesture to fly into the air.

"Damn! Brother, you are not here for real, right? People in this hell are not easy to mess with. Have you heard of the [-]th floor of hell? If you come down in a circle, you will be crazy if you don't die." Manyou stepped forward and stopped Wang Mu said with a worried face.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine." Wang Mu smiled gently. Wang Mu had heard about the criminal law of the eighteenth floor of hell, but he had never seen it before. He was very interested.

More importantly, if a fight really broke out, people like the Guisen Mercenary Group would probably have to be scrapped immediately. They were all brothers, so how could they bear it.

What's more, Brother Wang has self-confidence. The [-] levels of hell are nothing compared to his hard experience in this lifetime. Even if he really wants to try one by one, it doesn't matter.

It's like tempering the body.

After finishing speaking, Wang Mu stopped talking, and slowly floated up, heading towards the black cloud, and the soldiers all over the sky gave way automatically.

(End of this chapter)