Landed in the Floods 20,000 Years Ahead of Schedule

Daoist Zhiling raised his head unconsciously and met those eyes, and his scalp was numb. In those eyes, he saw a lot of coldness, cruelty, fear, killing intent, silence... …

Countless breaths flashed by, and he couldn't tell what it was. It was like a law, but... it didn't look like it. He couldn't fully sense it, or... it was because this person was hiding too deeply.

"Spiritual Daoist!" Wang Shuo nodded, but didn't say anything, his expression was calm, his face was indifferent, with a smile, and there was no change from beginning to end.

Zhiling Daoist agreed, his back was wet with cold sweat, he didn't understand why he did this, but he was a little flustered and a little scared.

The person in front of him is definitely not as simple as it seems on the surface. It's better to be far away from him, but being too close to him will give people the illusion that they don't dare to be enemies.

"Well, you are the second saint to join Daoshan after removing Yin Rouer. I will give you the position of the second elder." After Wang Shuo said, his hand fell on the head of the Taoist Zhiling.

Taoist Zhiling glanced at the hand, this condescending attitude made him a little uncomfortable, but under Wang Shuo's breath, he didn't dare to resist, so he had to accept it.

Until the hand completely fell, Daoist Zhiling felt the breath, and the whole person froze...

what is this?This is... the breath of the avenue...

If it is said that ordinary saints have evolved the law to the extreme, it is already very powerful.

Reached the peak of the saint, almost invincible in the world, immortal and immortal.

Then, if you understand the Great Dao, then you will transcend the ranks of ordinary saints and step into the most holy...

Ordinary saints cultivate the law, and the most holy... cultivate the Dao.

Thinking of this, Daoist Zhiling took a deep breath and felt his scalp go numb.

This person... the early days of the saint, already had the Dao cultivation that the most holy can only have, is this... normal?This is so abnormal, isn't it?

The most holy people known so far have all fallen, and the most powerful people in the huge ancient world are only the peak of the saints.

Then, if this person in front of him really understands the aura of the Great Dao, then looking at the entire ancient world, I'm afraid... invincible.

Thinking of this, thinking of all kinds of possibilities, Daoist Zhiling was dumbfounded, standing on the spot, with all kinds of mixed looks in his eyes.

Apart from Daoist Zhiling, Saint Shenyang, who had discussed with him earlier, also walked out.

Shaking his head, he has a lot of fat on his body, looks wide and round, and said with a laugh: "I am a saint of Shenyang, and I am also a late-stage saint, an ordinary saint. It is not a problem to beat a dozen or so, and my physical cultivation is invincible. Be a... Third Elder."

That tone, as if not to join Daoshan, but to give orders to Wang Shuo.

He didn't approach Wang Shuo, nor did he have the personal and terrifying feelings of the Taoist Supreme Spirit. He was only the Taoist in Tsing Yi in front of him, just an ordinary saint in the early stage, so he didn't have much thoughts.

The flesh on his face trembled a few times, and he could even see a little bit of ruthlessness, as if Wang Shuo would screw Wang Shuo's head off if he didn't agree.

But... Wang Shuo narrowed his eyes, kept his mouth shut, and even flashed a little coldness.

Sage Shenyang glared and said angrily: "What? I, Sage Shenyang, made you the third elder, wronged you? What is your expression? Believe it or not..."

Before he finished speaking, the Taoist Zhiling next to him was so frightened that he grabbed Saint Shenyang and scolded: "Shut up, do you want to die?"

"You..." Sage Shenyang widened his eyes and looked at the Daoist Supreme Spirit. He seemed to have thought of what he was here for. He secretly thought that the Daoist Supreme Spirit really looked like him, so he cooperated and said, "I...I I came to join Daoshan, and I asked Daozu to accept it."

"Oh? Are you here to join Daoshan?" Wang Shuo squinted his eyes, and naturally knew that this man was plotting something wrong, and walked over slowly.

Sage Shenyang puffed out his belly: "Of course, with my sage's cultivation in the later stage, where can I go, and I can't be in the same position? Come to Daoshan, it will give you a face."

"Really? What if I don't accept it?" Wang Shuo asked indifferently, the hand was gently lifted, and the hair on Yaochi's face, which had been blown away by the wind, was sorted, and his eyes fell on Shen Yang again. on the saint.

Saint Shenyang originally had many complaints in his heart. He wanted to show the Taoist Tsing Yi in front of him some color, and even humiliated him. As a result, as Wang Shuo's eyes fell, he only felt...

His soul began to tremble, as if he was being stared at by an extremely terrifying monster... His body seemed to be suppressed by thousands of stars in the ocean, and he had no ability to move at all.

"I'll give you one last chance, and it's still too late to change my mind." Wang Shuo's hand slowly loosened, and Yaochi in his arms was dragged by the law and brought to Yin Rou'er.

Chapter 232 I don't know (three more)

Yaochi was wrapped by Wang Shuo's law and gently sent to Yin Rouer, Yin Rouer did not dare to neglect, and quickly took Yaochi.

And Wang Shuo, already standing in front of Saint Shenyang, his fingers slowly pinched his shoulders, bones...

This touch made Sage Shenyang feel that his entire shoulder would burst in an instant, endless pain, and countless laws, constantly flowing.

"This kind of aura... What the hell is going on?" Saint Shen Yang was dumbfounded, looking at Wang Shuo, his heart was full of horror, and it lingered.

Seeing this scene, the Taoist Zhiling next to him shook his head helplessly. He had already grabbed Saint Shenyang just now, but this guy... just doesn't know how to deal with it. If this Taoist in Tsing Yi was so easy to deal with, would he still be so careful?

No eyesight at all.

He sighed in his heart, but he didn't dare to go up to help. Saint Shenyang was courting death, but he wouldn't be foolish.

"I...you...I..." Feeling the more and more surging breath, Saint Shenyang widened his eyes, his pupils shrunk wildly, and even lowered his head, glanced at his windless clothes, and even The body is constantly oppressed, the changing body.

The complexion turned into a wrinkled eggplant, which was especially scary. People around thought that Saint Shen Yang was going to fight back, and smiled, thinking that this Taoist in Tsing Yi was too impulsive.

Sage Shenyang is the cultivation base of the saint in the later period. You are just entering the sainthood. If you dare to do something to Sage Shenyang, you are afraid that you will be cold.

Just under everyone's gaze, Sage Shenyang's eyes widened, his face flushed red, and he suddenly let out a loud shout.

The breath spewed out, and it seemed a little chaotic.

The tiger's eyes widened, his face flushed red, and his ferocious expression was as violent as if he caught anyone, he would be hacked to death.

But with this expression, Sage Shenyang suddenly knelt down and shouted: "I...I...I was wrong, I am willing to join Daoshan, and I don't dare to have the slightest dissent."

The people around are all dumbfounded in this amazing change.

This is... what?