"What? It's already here?" Miaoxuan exclaimed, but she didn't see anyone when she looked around. Found."
However, Miaoxuan has no doubts about Yang Yiyun, because he has already proved his superiority with his strength and combat effectiveness.
Yang Yiyun nodded to Miaoxian and said: "Yes, it's already here, so I can't run away, and I don't want to run away, senior Miaoxuan, please avoid, I don't want to embarrass you."
Listening to Yang Yiyun's single tone full of determination, Miaoxuan knew that Yang Yiyun could not be persuaded, so she turned around and left with a sigh, because she had tried her best and couldn't afford to interfere.
She knew that it was the right choice for her to leave. After all, everyone else was killed by Yang Yiyun, but she was the only one who was fine, and she couldn't tell if she was seen, so Miaoxuan left without hesitation.
As for Yang Yiyun, he was staring at the high mountains in the distance. At this moment, they were almost at the top of the peak of the second stage, the seventy-two middle mountain. The big mountain peak is only nearly a thousand meters away.
Ordinarily, the spiritual consciousness on the Supreme Mountain is limited, and he can't see a thousand meters away at all, but with the help of the old man's soul power, it's not surprising that he can find someone coming from a high mountain a thousand meters away.
At this moment, in Yang Yiyun's perception, there are ten powerful auras coming from all over the mountain top, and each of the ten auras is much higher than Wan Taiji's level.
"Brat, let other people enter the space of the Qiankun Pot. Those who come here are all late-stage powers of rank six. They are far from comparable to Wan Taiji's level. Their level is not an opponent, but will become your burden."
At this time, the old man's voice sounded in his mind.
Hearing the old man's words, Yang Yiyun's face became serious. He knew that under normal circumstances, the old man rarely spoke. Since the old man reminded him, he was definitely not a common man.
In the late stage of the sixth rank, he is indeed considered a master. According to what Miaoxuan said before, there are ten masters of loose immortals on top of the thirty-six peaks. Now it seems that they should be these ten people.
As for the ancestor of Sanxian mentioned by Miaoxuan, he is at the peak level of rank six, and is an old monster who has been suppressed for thousands of years at the peak. Yang Yiyun doesn't know if he will come out today, and he has no idea in his heart, but the old man has so far , I haven't said anything to make him admit it.
Think the old man still has confidence, right?
Of course Yang Yiyun knew in his heart that he couldn't rely on the old man for everything.
Although this Supreme Mountain is the old man's ashram, it's been a long time since the old man has been here. The biggest disadvantage is that the old man is still a soul body after all, and he can't get out. Maybe he can only rely on himself at the moment of life and death.
Immediately after Yang Yiyun told Sister Mei and the others, he took them into the space of Qiankun Pot. Of course, Sister Mei wanted to stay, but in front of the domineering Yang, all resistance was futile, so he greeted them Afterwards, without further ado, they were all taken into the Qiankun Pot space.
It was at this time that ten powerful auras, or a Sanxian master in the late stage of rank six, appeared 30 meters in front of him in his sight.
Ten masters of loose immortals in the late stage of rank six, seven men and three women, some old and some young appeared.
Each of them exudes a soaring aura.
No one spoke, and after appearing in the field without a sound, all of them stared straight at Yang Yiyun.
Under such an atmosphere, an ordinary monk would collapse under the pressure of ten powerful Sanxians.
But Yang Yiyun happened to be a different kind.
Don't say that the pressure of ten of them in the late stage of the sixth rank is on him, even if there are a hundred of them, it doesn't matter.
Because the power of the old man's soul is on him, the aura and coercion do not exist for him.
Whose coercive power can match the Twelve Tribulations Loose Immortals?
Although the old man did not use his body to fight, he lent him the power of his soul. Under such circumstances, how could Yang Yiyun be frightened by the coercion of ten rank six loose immortals.
None of the ten Sanxians spoke, and each of them looked very aggressive.
However, Yang Yiyun directly ignored their imposing coercion.
Now the ten Sanxians have different faces, some are expressionless, and some have twitching mouths
Like a punch on the fist.
Finally a boy who looked only sixteen or seventeen years old spoke.
"Little guy, you have some skills. You killed the forty or fifty No. 5 Sanxian in one go. It's really good, but it's also wrong. You shouldn't play wild in the Supreme Mountain.
todayNo matter how capable you are, you must be killed. No one can kill people in the Supreme Mountain without scruple, let alone kill dozens of Sanxians. This is different from the devil. I see that you are really crazy Now, if you are innocent of this seat, your Dao heart will not be affected. Are you going to kill yourself, or let me wait to do it? "
Yang Yiyun squinted his eyes, his whole body was in peak condition, he would not underestimate any enemy, even if it was a teenager who was talking to him boldly at the moment.
In other words, it is not a teenager at all, but an old monster who has cultivated for an unknown number of years.
Monks can never look at appearances.
Listening to the young man's words, Yang Yiyun slowly said: "Someone said the same thing to me before, but it's already dead, you want to die too?
I just want to go to the top of the Supreme Mountain, and I will not cross the river with you. You lofty Sanxians are shameless and shameless to block the road and rob.
? If I can't beat them, I will call out wave after wave of people, full of benevolence and morality, and put big hats on my head with their mouths open, and kill people if they disagree.
You say I am a devil? Then I ask you, I ask you Those Sanxians who blocked my way and robbed me before became greedy for my friends. They clearly wanted to take it for themselves, but they found me a lot of black hats, and they wanted to kill me. Are those bastards here considered devils?
Back then, the Sanxian sent by Sanxian Island to kill demons in the realm of comprehension, colluded with the demon clan, and attempted to destroy hundreds of thousands of disciples of my Yunmen fairyland, are you considered a demon?
You or you tell me, what is a devil? I, Yang Yiyun, are the devil, so do you people also count? Hehe, high-profile, the young ones come to the big ones, the old ones come after killing the young ones, and they claim to be superior and strong as soon as they appear on the stage, ten of them are shameless and shameless, and at the same time, they release pressure on the young master and me It's a pity that your arrogance is useless to my young master.
Well, now that I'm under the pressure and I don't kneel down, are you going to start doing it? Okay, just do it, can we stop being so pretentious and shameless? When you come up, you have eyes on your forehead, and you look like I am the king of heaven, and you open your mouth to ask me to kneel down and kill myself?
Hehe, where the hell are you so good about yourself? Who gave you confidence? Let me commit suicide? Are you a fart, thinking that the Sanxian in the late stage of rank six is ??invincible?
Or is it that you old bastards have been in the closed space of Sanxian Island for a long time, and their brains are showing off? Let me tell you that the number of six-rank Sanxians that I have killed with one hand is definitely there
If you want to fight, hurry up, don't mess with those fake things, now I only believe in fists, today you want me to kill myself, and I want you bastards to go to hell, isn't it just killing people, come up if you have the ability. "
Facing ten loose immortals in the late stage of rank six, Yang, the more he scolded, the smoother he became, and the angrier he became in his heart.
In fact, this is really the case. No matter what, these loose immortals are all sect groups, and they all have their own small circles. They are shameless and say it is revenge, but the hatred in the final analysis is still these Holy Land forces Trouble him.
Whether it is a person from a holy place in the cultivation world or a Sanxian who was born in a holy place like Sanxian Island, they all have a kind of virtue.
Therefore, the anger in Yang's cursing center not only did not subside because he just killed dozens of five-rank Sanxians, but became even more angry.
There is no way these are too irritating, too deceiving, the young and the big, the strong and the weak, they are superior with one mouthful, a disgusting face that controls life and death, let you die and live, let you live.
This feeling and posture made Yang very uncomfortable.
"Youyou" The youthful-looking Sanxian raised his finger and pointed at Yang Yiyun, speechless angrily.
The other one, Sanxian, also had an expression of blue and white on his face, and he couldn't be cursed by Yang Yiyun. In their cultivation career, it seems that no one has ever cursed them like this. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com