Pigeon cultivation, invincible from becoming a player

"Jiang Han's true teaching, do you know who you are rejecting?" Meng Yu, a monk in black, looked at Jiang Han coldly and said in a deep voice.

"I know, King Yan'an of the Great Jing Dynasty, Prince of the Cave Heaven Realm." Jiang Han responded lightly.

"snort!"

"It seems that the True Pass knows my master. If that's the case, I believe you understand what a true dragon-like figure in the sky is. Following my master will get unimaginable benefits, a large amount of resources, and a great scenery. The unparalleled power in the territory is far from comparable to that of being a true master in a small place like Jinyang Sect.”

The black monk Meng Yu said coldly: "I think it's better to accept this gift from the True Teachings. I can be kind and treat it as the True Teachings and have never said anything."

“…”

Jiang Han was speechless when he heard it.

What a fool.

Why are there such precious things under King Yan'an?

Do you like to threaten people if you have a disagreement?

This is the case with Rock Prison.

Now Meng Yu, who claims to be the envoy of King Yan'an, is also a bear.

The villains are all under the command of the villains, right?

I'm used to you!

Being a royal dog gives you a sense of accomplishment?

"This Mengyu envoy."

"Your current situation reminds me of a story from my hometown." Jiang Han suddenly spoke.

"Um?"

"What story?"

Faced with Jiang Han's answer to the question, Meng Yu was obviously confused and asked subconsciously.

"Not a good story."

"It's just a city lord in my hometown who likes to keep dogs very much. In order to please him, his subordinates all asked craftsmen to customize dog masks, and even raised dogs one by one, so that the dog could eat on the table, and they were under the table After eating dog food, even those subordinates were preparing to let the people of the whole city follow this behavior to please the city lord.”

"All of these systems have come up with various systems to promote this kind of thing."

"Of course the people refuse. They are humans, not dogs. How can they do such things that they eat dog food and are complacent and want to share with others?"

"So they scolded them one by one, and a word was born among the masses, called "Dog Relying on People's Power."

Jiang Han smiled and looked at Meng Yu, a black monk who was confused not far away, and said with a smile: "Sir, is this story very appropriate? I feel like a dog."

"Zhu Zi! What are you talking about?!"

The black-clothed monk Meng Yu widened his eyes and instantly reacted.

Is Jiang Han calling him a dog? !

Comparing him, a monk at the peak of the Purple Mansion Realm, to a dog? ? !

boom! ! !

The next moment, the surging anger erupted with the extremely terrifying magic power.

The black-clothed monk Meng Yu was surrounded by an extremely strong black air.

The surging black mist surged into the sky, forming an extremely terrifying black mist four-clawed ferocious beast above his head.

The ferocious beast looks like a dragon and three points like a dragon, but in fact it is a bald snake with four claws.

"The true teaching of Jiang Han!"

"Do you know that the cultivators in the Purple Palace cannot be humiliated!!!"

The black-clad monk Meng Yu shouted angrily, and he pushed Jiang Han with endless aura, trying to make him bow his head.

Jiang Hanlion looked at him coldly.

A shocking aura came towards him, but he was not afraid at all.

If you really want to fight, you can summon a Purple Mansion Realm Dharma Image and you can hang up the guy on the other side to beat him!

It is possible to kill him.

Jiang Han even wanted to try it out, wanting to experiment with the practical power of Dharma images.

but……

It seems that it is not his turn to take action.

Jiang Han was a little disappointed.

Because at this moment, the entire sky collapsed.

The infinite formation light hangs down, and it has already blocked all the dead corners of the airspace around him in an instant, isolating the overwhelming pressure of the black-clothed monk Meng Yu.

Several figures fell from above the sky.

Take a look at it at first glance.

Master Ye Mu and Master Jinyue Palace.

Elder Yuanyi.

There was also an old man wearing a tattered beggar's uniform and his aura was no less than his master, Elder Yuanyi, appeared.

Good guy.

Another Supreme Elder from the Cave Heaven Realm of the Sect is here?

Jiang Han was secretly surprised.

I didn't expect so many people to pay attention to him.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Disciple, your story is so good."

Elder Yuanyi's hair and beard are all open, and he laughed and praised, "Being able to tell such a story is the style of the true teachings of my sect. It's not bad. He is my good disciple of Yuanyi, and his master's style back then." .”

"A dog relies on his power? Haha, okay, what a dog relies on his power!"

After laughing and saying that, several people had already arrived in front of Jiang Han.

Everyone looked at Meng Yu, a black-clothed monk with a black fog demon snake rising from the other side.

A series of terrible auras rose from several peopleRising up.

In an instant, the aura of the sky that Meng Yu was pressing back, and even squeezed the black fog demon snake vision to the brink of collapse. At this moment, the demon snake vision actually gave rise to a few humanized "fear" because of this. Agile color.

Elder Yuanyi's aura was slightly revealed.

The sword light soared into the sky almost tore the entire sky, overwhelming the many strange phenomena of everyone present.

The aura of a cultivator from the Cave Heaven Realm spreads.

The black-clothed monk Meng Yu couldn't stop retreating, and the blood in his chest kept surging, and he couldn't help but feel sweet in his throat, and he let out a mouthful of hot blood with a wow sound!

Not done yet.

With just a momentum suppression, Meng Yu, the envoy of King Yan'an at the peak of the Zifu Realm, had retreated step by step and suffered heavy injuries under the pressure of Elder Yuanyi's terrible sword light.

"In my sect, ask my disciple if he is a cultivator in the Purple Mansion Realm that should not be humiliated?"

"Then I will tell you that the monks in the Cave Heaven Realm cannot be humiliated either!"

Elder Yuanyi looked at Meng Yu opposite him, and the infinite sword intent pressed step by step. The falling sword intent turned into sword energy, easily tearing the thick black fog protective light around Meng Yu, and sword lights came one by one. His body made his magic weapon clothes break and break.

Puff puff puff —

Blood splattered.

In an instant, the black-clothed monk Meng Yu suffered a lot of sword injuries all over his body. He groaned and retreated in horror.

"The Peak of Cave Heaven Realm..."

The monk Meng Yu in black looked shocked.

Relying on the pressure alone, the Void Sword Light, which is entirely composed of the power of artistic conception, can easily penetrate his body protection techniques and magic weapons.

This is something that only the monks at the peak of the Cave Heaven Realm can do.

"Junior."

"This is the territory of my Jinyang Sect, and it's not your turn to be the envoy of the Prince of the Dajing Dynasty to point fingers."

"Do you understand?"

Elder Yuan Yi shouted softly, his eyes falling on the black-clad monk Meng Yu.

In Meng Yu's opinion, it was like a mountain that was pressing against him at this moment, and the extremely heavy weight almost bent his backbone.

"you."

"You guys, are you trying to rebel?!"

The monk Meng Yu in black screamed, looking extremely frightened.

The oncoming terrifying sword pressure made him feel that his life was hanging at a thread at any time, and the severe pain from the large number of wounds on his body made him extremely shocked.

As the envoy of King Yan'an.

When did he suffer such sins when he walked in many aristocratic sects in the Dajing Dynasty?

These people.

How dare these people?