Peerless God of War

The old man could clearly sense that there were several extremely powerful auras on the spirit ship behind the silver-armored monk, which he could not contend with at all.

In other words, it was like the difference between a child and an adult, the gap was too big.

The old man had doubts that there might be a powerful Jiexian in the spirit ship, watching this scene coldly.

When he thought of this, he became more desperate and heartbroken.

"What on earth do you want to do? Humph, if we just disappear like this, Baishi City might find some clues after the incident." The old man said in a deep voice.

This reason is probably his only source of confidence now.

It is also for this reason that even the Dou family, with its immense power, dare not really rob without scruples, and have to set up this shielding formation first.

The silver-armored monk smiled and said, "It's very simple. There are two options before you. One is to resist stubbornly and die tragically with your disciples. I will search for the Xuantian Treasure Record myself. The other is that my Dou family is willing to pay one million divine essence stones to borrow your Xuantian Treasure Record. How about that?"

When speaking, the tone of the silver-armored monk was polite, but the content of his words was full of real murderous threats, and it was also a naked and undisguised forced sale.

If you can live, no one would want to die. So it seems that there is only one choice left.

Using one million divine essence stones to borrow the Xuantian Treasure Record, as for whether it can be returned, only God knows. This is basically the same as robbery.

"Old man, choose quickly? Our young master's patience is very limited. If you don't want to die." The silver-armored monk said coldly.

"You..." The old man was so angry that he almost died.

In this life, he has suffered a lot of humiliation, but compared with what is happening now, it is not worth mentioning.

You either obey the other party's conditions or die.

He had no choice at all.

"Master~" Xu Fang's eyes were full of despair. Looking at the old man, she felt bad.

"Master, I, I don't want to die, Master." A female disciple with low strength said to the old man with red eyes.

"Master, I'm so scared, I don't want to die either."

Another disciple said so, looking at the old man eagerly.

For them, life is still very long. Although the strength of these disciples is not very strong, if they are safe and stable, they can live for a long time.

Fear of death is really normal.

Facing the eyes of many disciples full of desire to survive, the old man was not angry at all, but looked very natural. If he were one of these disciples, he would definitely want to live.

After all, the Dou family is too powerful, and they will never be their opponents.

But in this way, it means that they must hand over the secret book of the sect, Xuanji Baolu, which is also unacceptable.

Seeing the other party's hesitation, the silver-armored monk was quite impatient and shouted: "Old man, what are you still hesitating about? Don't you see how dilapidated your sect has become? Even if this secret book is left in your hands, what's the point? It's better to hand it over obediently and exchange it for your life, isn't it good?"

At this time, inside the huge spirit ship.

The hall was magnificent and the atmosphere was eerie. From the outside to the inside, it was full of guards standing in a row. Each of them was very powerful and at least in the late stage of the Manifestation Realm, which was very extraordinary.

Dou Yuwen's legs were apart, and on each of his thighs sat a beautiful female cultivator. The female cultivator was extremely beautiful, with a graceful figure, without any fat on her body, and her skin was white and shiny, which was particularly attractive. More importantly, the two women were wearing translucent gauze clothes, which made them even more seductive.

While Dou Yuwen was tasting the wine brought to his mouth by the female cultivator, his hands were not idle, playing with him up and down, looking very happy.

On both sides of Dou Yuwen sat Dou Wenbiao and a male cultivator wearing a wooden mask, exuding an extremely cold aura.

He was also a robber immortal.

Dou Wenbiao's eyes were on the masked male cultivator from beginning to end, looking him up and down, as if he wanted to see through him thoroughly.

Dou Wenbiao was very alert and worried about this newly recruited robber immortal.

In his heart, there was an intuition telling him that this person's origin was very problematic, and he was afraid that he had bad intentions. You know, it was too incredible and unreasonable to bump into a robber immortal halfway to seek refuge.

And more importantly, Dou Wenbiao knew very well that Dou Yuwen was just a dandy boy, and there was no attraction to attract a robber immortal with good strength.

Of course, there was another possibility, that is, the other party did not come for Dou Yuwen at the beginning, but for the Dou family.

If you think about it this way, it can be explained clearly.

After observing for a while, Dou Wenbiao couldn't help but said, "Mr. Mu Xiao is so good at puppetry. I wonder which school or sect he learned from. Can you tell me a thing or two so that I can solve my doubts?"

The masked male cultivator was named Mu Xiao, and he smiled lightly when he heard this.

"I am just a casual cultivator. It's better not to mention my master. I just learned a little by chance." Mu Xiao declined directly.

"Is it really like that?" Dou Wenbiao's face darkened, and he didn't believe what Mu Xiao said.

It is not impossible for a casual cultivator to pass the tribulation and become an immortal, but the possibility is too low. This guy is so secretive and has an unknown origin, which makes him very suspicious.

Hearing this, Mu Xiao said lightly: "It seems that Brother Wen Biao seems to have a prejudice against casual cultivators. Let Brother Wen Biao know that even casual cultivators can pass the tribulation successfully, which is not so absolute."

"This..." Dou Wen Biao was speechless for a moment.

At this point, the atmosphere was a bit stiff.

Dou Yuwen spoke at the right time and said: "Uncle Biao, okay, don't say it anymore. What's wrong with casual cultivators? Since Mr. Mu Xiao is willing to join me, it is a face for me. Besides, even casual cultivators can pass the tribulation successfully. Uncle Biao, don't think too much. There is a living example in front of you, Chen Xiao, Chen Xiao!"

Whenever he thought of Chen Xiao, he was so angry that he wanted to tear him into pieces to relieve his hatred.

Before, the two had a conflict on Skull Island, and he had always held a grudge.

I just didn't expect that after going to Yongling Island, Chen Xiao would improve so fast, and he became a Tribulation Immortal in a short time, and completely left Dou Yuwen behind in terms of strength.

This was really hard for Dou Yuwen, who had been pampered and high-class since childhood, to accept, and he was depressed for a long time.