Heaven Devouring Immortal Emperor

Bang bang!

As soon as Feng Yimo put away the eight formation painting, there was a quick knock on the door. Without looking at it, he knew that the friars who saw the fire spirit power were looking for trouble.

Feng Yimo stood up calmly and opened the door. Immediately, several friars came in. They were all in the golden elixir period. After they came in, they looked around as if they were looking for something.

Finally, a young friar in his thirties came in. Although he was young, he was already a late cultivation of the golden elixir. He looked at Feng Yimo and said, "old man, what treasure was it just now? Take it out and show it to the young master!"

Wind Yi Mo a face of wry smile, he is not become a middle-aged man, how to become an old man?

The friars who came in first saw that Feng Yimo didn't move and yelled, "old man, didn't you hear what our young master said? If you want us to do it ourselves, it's not good. "

Because Feng Yi Mo didn't want to show off, he hid his accomplishments in the early days of the golden elixir. In those people's eyes, he was a scum.

After hearing this, Feng Yimo was a little angry, "so many of you intruded into my room, did you give me an account first? What about the people in the shop? Should I protect my interests? "

Outside the door, the shopkeeper showed half his head in terror and said to Feng Yimo with a bitter smile: "sorry, my guest. We dare not take care of master Mo's business. This inn is the property of Mohism."

As soon as the waiter finished, he was kicked by master Mo: "get out! Don't get in the way here

Fortunately, master Mo didn't use mana, otherwise, the shopkeeper would have been kicked to death.

Master Mo? Feng Yi Mo moved in his heart and asked, "are you a Mohist?"

"That's right. You old man don't ask. Who doesn't know that the leader of the Terran is the ancestor of Mohism? The wise, hand in the treasure quickly The former follower of the friar arrogantly said.

Feng Yi Mo was so elated by Qi. Are all the disciples of Mohism so aggressive and lawless? If so, it needs to be rectified.

"Even when the leader of the alliance arrives, he can't rob other people's things. All things should be regulated. Especially for families like you, you should pay more attention to your own self-cultivation. You can't ruin the reputation of Mohism." The breeze Yi Mo lightly says.

"Oh, old man, what do you think of you? Dare you teach us Mohist? We Mohist more than a foot, Daochi mainland earthquake! Hurry up and present the treasure. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude! " The young master of Mohism was not happy when he heard that Feng Yimo taught himself in the tone of an elder. He pointed to Feng Yimo's nose and cried.

Feng Yimo's face sank, his body slightly swayed, and he appeared opposite to the Mohist master. He raised his hand twice, and there were two clear handprints on the Mohist master's face.

"This is for your parents, let you know not to be lawless, to respect the elderly!" The cold voice came from Feng Yimo's mouth, which made the Mohist master fight a cold war. Just now, when he saw Feng Yimo coming towards him, he instinctively wanted to raise his hand to cast a spell and teach the old man a lesson. However, he found that he couldn't move all over. He could only watch the old man's hand fall on his face. It was very painful!

However, his inner fear made him forget the pain and turn fear into anger. In front of so many people, he was beaten in the face as a direct son and grandson of Mohist school. He couldn't swallow it anyway!

"Come on, give him to the young master, I'll take him down, pull him out and chop him down!" The young master of Mohism is furious. His good face is red and twisted because of anger, just like a beast that chooses people to eat!

Several followers were shocked. There were still people in Daochi who dared to touch the master of Mohism. They were really impatient. When they heard the master giving orders, they immediately rushed to fengyimo.

Feng Yimo was really angry. He only slapped the young master of Mohism twice, just because he was a Mohist. Otherwise, according to his arrogance just now, at least his cultivation was abandoned. Unexpectedly, the young master of Mohism didn't know how to restrain himself. Instead, he stepped up and killed himself. It was too rampant!

With a cold hum and a wave of his sleeve robes, several of his entourage, who had just come, broke the door and fell down from the second floor. He fell into a dog's excrement and couldn't get up in the patio.

The young master of Mohism was stunned. He didn't know what happened. How could all his people fly out at once?

"You..." The Mohist master just said a word about you. As soon as Feng Yimo reached for his hand, he grabbed him by the neck and lifted him off the ground: "boy, don't be too rampant and lawless. I have a good temper. I just teach you a lesson. If other people, you may be dead!"

The young master of Mohism was pinched and his face turned red. At this time, he realized that the old man in front of him was not an ordinary man, but he could not speak. At this time, a cold and arrogant voice came: "who is so bold and dare to teach us Mohist?"

Voice did not fall, people did not arrive, a long gun has been broken from the air, straight to the wind B ink back stab.

This gun is quite powerful. The long gun is a top-grade magic weapon. The body of the gun trembles and gives out a piercing hum. It is as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, it comes to fengyimo vest.All the onlookers below exclaimed in amazement. Someone didn't recognize the five steps of Feng Yimo's blood and turned his head quietly. However, when he heard it, the sword behind Feng Yimo flashed, and the top-grade magic weapon was hit by something. It was shot back. Before it fell into the hands of the comer, it broke into countless pieces and scattered on the ground.

Poof!

As soon as the visitor landed in the courtyard, he spewed out a mouthful of blood and was full of horror. It was a top-grade magic weapon. How could he be smashed by the other party with one move?

Feng Yimo turns around and looks at the man. As soon as he throws it away, the young master of Mohism flies to the man. Without waiting for the young master of Mohism to be happy, one of Feng Yimo's fingers has already touched his Dantian. The young master of Mohism howls like a pig: "I'm going to kill you, you old bastard, you dare to abolish my cultivation! Third uncle, kill him, kill him for me! "

The third uncle was stunned. He didn't expect that the man in front of him was so cruel. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, caught lin'er and handed it to his entourage. He said: "the green mountains don't change, the water is flowing. Please give me your name." His meaning is very simple, is to let Feng Yimo name, this hatred, he Mohist wrote down.

"Feng Yi Mo!" Wind Yi ink light say three words.

Ah?

The third uncle was as shocked as a thunderbolt. The name spread all over the pure heaven, especially in Daochi continent. The old ancestor himself sent a message that Feng Yi Mo had the blood of Mohism, and his future was limitless. He could easily kill dozens of demon emperors with Yuanying's perfect cultivation. In fact, he was the first person in the human race!

How can such people be here? How did lin'er offend him?

Lin'er next to the third uncle saw that the third uncle did not move and made a big noise: "third uncle, kill him for me, kill him!"

Pop!

The third uncle slaps lin'er with his backhand and flies him out. Then he salutes Feng Yimo deeply and turns around and orders his entourage: "take the young master back!"