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Volume 2 Dayan Holy Land Chapter 29 Mr. Hutu (2)

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    "No, I'd better spread the news to the clan first." Thoughts flashed through his mind quickly, and Yuan Zan quietly made a strange handprint with his hand.

    At the same time, several other people from the Monster Clan looked at each other and quietly made handprints for the ancient Monster Clan¡¯s message.

    Mr. Hutu did not notice the actions of everyone, but still took a breath, glanced at Yuanzan with contempt, and said with a smile: "Did you forget that the traitor said that Yang Lingtian and others came to Tianhu Valley. But  The news in the clan is that Yang Lingtian and others have been to Tianhui Valley a long time ago. It is impossible for them not to know the danger here. If they still dare to come here, they must know something about the secret place. I  I guess they entered the Heavenly Valley through a secret passage! As long as we go in, find them, and snatch the Zhuanlun Sword, with such a great achievement, you will be able to get wind and rain from now on."

    That voice was low and seductive, with infinite power of charm.

    However, in the face of life and death, Yuan Zan and others were still full of hesitation.

    Mr. Hutu¡¯s expression changed slightly.

    Time passed slowly, and Mr. Hutu had already raised his fists.

    Finally, Yuanzan took a deep breath and secretly glanced at the stern-faced Master Hutu.  He thought to himself: Forget it, the news has been spread anyway, there is no need to offend him, just go with him to make trouble.

    He laughed awkwardly: "Haha, since the young master said so, Yang Lingtian and the others should be the ones who want to come here. Let's think of ways to deal with those monsters first."

    "Yes, yes." Similarly, several other ancient demon clan members also nodded in agreement.  After all, they have already done what they should do, and it would be unwise to offend the most powerful successor to the leader of the Demon Clan right now.

    As if it was agreed upon, Yuan Zan and others sat down cross-legged.

    However, compared to the monsters on the first seven floors, the monsters on the eighth floor of Tianhu Valley seem to have reached perfection.

    Ten days passed, and they entered the eighth level nine times, but failed every time.

    ¡°Damn it, why is this monster so difficult to deal with!¡± Yuan Zan cursed depressedly, secretly calculating in his heart that the master of the clan would arrive in five days at most.

    Suddenly, a strange fluctuation came from the air.

    The strange texture is centered on the sky on the ninth floor of Tianhui Valley. It is like a whirlpool that spreads out in layers, rippling in circles and gradually spreading to the sky above the entire Tianhui Valley.  The restrictions between each floor of Tianhui Valley suddenly disappeared, and all the monsters fell into a deep sleep instantly.

    Ximen Wuji and others looked at each other in confusion. They were not aware of the monster sleeping outside of external force.  Everyone just stared ahead blankly.

    In the distance, the huge city where Yang Lingtian was located disappeared, inch by inch, in front of everyone's eyes. The once real existence slowly dissipated like an illusory illusion.

    Even, permeating thousands of miles of green grass, the aura of the silver-haired young man gradually dissipated.

    "What's going on? Why did Brother Yang's aura disappear?" Ximen Wuji's eyes widened. A moment ago, he had imagined that Yang Lingtian's cultivation level would increase greatly, and even reach the realm of the God King, so that he would follow the majestic and stern look.  All directions.

    Nangong Yan, Hu Yancheng and others stared blankly into the distance.

    Suddenly, a arrogant voice came from behind.

    "Haha, I can't believe that not only are there no monsters on the ninth floor of Tianyu Valley, it is also such a beautiful grassland."

    Mr. Hutu walked in with a cheerful face.  Behind him were Yuanzan and others who were a little annoyed.  These people in front of me were obviously not from the Purple Emperor and Babel Tower, and it seemed a bit rash to inform the demon clan.

    Nangong Yan frowned: "Who are you?" At this moment, Yang Lingtian is not here, and among everyone, she and Hu Yancheng are the ones with the highest cultivation level, so they are naturally responsible for everyone's safety.

    "This is our Mr. Hutu!" Yuanzan ran up quickly and shouted with his chest raised.  It was already a bit reckless to send the news back, so he naturally wanted to find an opportunity to show off.

    "Confused young master?" Ximen Wuji's eyes widened.

    Although Yang Lingtian's sudden "disappearance" made him very depressed, the name "Confused Young Master" was too shocking.  He was so thunderous that he forgot everything in an instant.  .  .  .  .  He almost went crazy and vomited blood and fell to the ground.

    "Yes, this is our Mr. Hutu, what? Are you scared?" Yuan Zan still behaved coaxingly.

    "Yes,yes, it scared me to deathso scarymainly because of me, he is so awesome"

    "You also know Mr. Hutu's father?" Yuan Zan's eyes widened in surprise. This unknown little man in front of him actually knew the leader of the Dragon and Snake Tribe of the Ancient Monster Tribe.

    Could it be that I, the ancient demon clanHis fame is already so great?  Well, that must be the case.

    Yuanzan nodded affirmatively, puffing up his chest proudly because of his identity as an ancient demon clan.

    However, Young Master Ximen blushed and squatted down holding his stomach.

    Suddenly, he couldn't help but be stunned again: "Shouldn't fear mean that one's face turns pale? Why does one have a stomachache?"

    "It hurts your head!" In his confusion, Mr. Hutu blushed. He quickly stepped forward and hit him behind with a backhand. He glanced angrily at Ximen Wuji, who was half lying on the ground, and took a deep breath for a long time.  His tone suppressed the anger in his heart.  "I am Hutudan, the eldest son of the leader of the Dragon and Snake tribe of the ancient demon clan. Who is Yang Lingtian? Let him speak out."

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    Ximen Wuji screamed strangely and fell down again.

    This name is too powerful, so powerful that when Mr. Ximen heard this name, he directly ignored his subsequent words.

    Even the pure Yan Luo could not help shaking, as if he was about to fall down at any time.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? !  !  This young master¡¯s father is real.  .  .  .  It's just too powerful.

    However, unfortunately, God seems to be deliberately testing everyone's endurance.

    Hutudan¡¯s body kept shaking.

    Behind him, a monster who also wanted to make up for his mistake in spreading the news was regretting that the first opportunity was snatched away by Yuanzan. Seeing that Hutudan was shaking with anger, he was willing to let go of such an excellent opportunity.

    Immediately, he took a step forward: "Hmph!!! Ignorant human beings, how can you laugh at the young master's name? Hurry up and call Yang Lingtian to come out and reply, otherwise I, Du Ziteng, will tear you apart immediately!"

    Du Ziteng?

    The last line of defense in the hearts of Ximen Wuji and others was finally broken, and they collapsed to the ground in an instant.

    It has to be said that the voice of the monster Du Ziteng is so powerful that even a soulless beast will tremble after listening to it.  But it is a pity that the combination of his name and Mr. Hutu's name is too powerful.  .  .  .

    Although Nangong Yan and Hu Yanchenghe were not dazzled by the power of their names, now that Yang Lingtian was away, their cultivation was obviously no match for this group of people. They were happy to have Ximen Wuji mess around for a little longer.

    Mr. Hutu¡¯s cheeks seemed to be discus-hot, and there was a trace of anger.

    " However, who is he? The most powerful competitor for the patriarch of the ancient demon clan. A person with status can naturally not be the same as these humble humans.

    Therefore, he had no choice but to glare hard at Du Ziteng, who had caused this disaster to break out, and then stood quietly, elegantly and noblely waiting for everyone to come to their senses.

    As Mr. Hutu waited with indignation, time passed slowly.

    Finally, Ximen Wuji and others slowly stood up.

    Suddenly, he took a breath, and the majesty of the superior emperor burst out instantly: "Ignorant human beings, your ignorance has seriously offended me. Please call your leader Yang Lingtian to come out."

    While he was speaking, the biting cold wind was already blowing out of his body, and before he even started to do anything, it had already turned the green grass within three feet around him into dust.

    Nangong Yan and Hu Yancheng looked at each other, their auras surged at the same time, and they took half a step forward.

    However, compared with Master Hutu in terms of their momentum, there is no doubt that the difference between the fireflies and the moon in the night sky is so huge that it can almost be ignored.

    "Haha, you two are the only ones who want to stop me?" Hutudan glanced at the two of them with contempt, their cultivation in the realm of humans and gods fully visible.

    "I know it's difficult!" Nangong Yan said calmly.

    "Oh? Then you still dare to stand up?"

    "Haha, it's just something to do and something not to do. He's not here now, so he asked us to protect everyone. Even if our souls are destroyed and we never enter reincarnation, we won't be allowed to back down." Nangong Yan smiled, her face as calm as if she was chatting away.

    "Pointless stupidity!" Hutudan smiled coldly.  The white palm was gently raised, and the emerald green halo on it flowed, slowly condensing into a crystal green, perfect long sword.

    Nangong Yan and Hu Yancheng were also haloed, with purple clouds and red intestines slowly emerging, weakly and desperately fighting against the breath of the gorgeous long sword in each other's hands.

    A war without any suspense seems to be coming to an end before it even begins.

    "Wait a minute!!!" Just when the purple cloud and the red sword were about to collapse under the breath of the opponent's gorgeous sword, a voice came from behind.

    Turning around to look, I almost "Ximen Wuji, who died bravely in battle, walked out with his hands behind his back and his head held high.

    "What? You want to stop me too?" Mr. Hutu almost jumped up in madness. Could it be that his cultivation in the realm of gods is fake? A fifth-level divine martial ant actually dared to jump out and fight against him, and he was so imposing.  Wanjun.  When did the world get so crazy?

    "I look down on you?" Ximen Wuji glanced at the other party with disdain.

    What?

    When Ximen Wuji finished speaking, not only Master Hutu almost went crazy on the spot, but also Sun Ningyan and others almost jumped up.

    In the "adoring" eyes of everyone, Ximen Wuji showed a cool and disdainful look: "Humph, this reckless way of relying on force is too embarrassing for your ancestors. Have you forgotten all the pride of your ancestors?"  Really? Relying solely on force is undoubtedly a reckless act."

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