Netherworld Immortal

The gray-robed old man glanced at the two people and the ape opposite him with his eyes. He threw his sleeves behind him, his face darkened, and he said in a bad tone, "Where did the remnants come from? Let's bluff around here!"

Seeing each other's menacing posture, the two of them tightened their hearts.

"Senior, we don't seem to have met before, why are you so aggressive?" Bai Muhua asked cautiously.

"My senior brother is right. First, our surname is not "Yu", let alone the evil you said. You must have misunderstood the wrong person with your old eyes. Second, it is said that the two of us are ostentatious. If you want to fight, just let your horse come here." Bai Mujin's good mood when he thought about seeing Xu Yang was suddenly lost by the gray robed old man in front of him, and a burst of anger suddenly rose in his heart.

"The wild girl from there is so ignorant of etiquette that she dares to speak rudely to you." A middle-aged male cultivator with a straight nose and square cheeks behind the old scholar in gray robe put his right hand on the hilt of his sword, took a step forward, and said loudly.

"Hmph!" Bai Mujin snorted coldly, ignored it, and secretly ridiculed in her heart, she was just a running dog, good girls don't fight dogs.

The middle-aged male cultivator turned his head and respectfully whispered to the old man in gray robe: "My lord, let the three of my subordinates capture these two ignorant little thieves and present them to your lord."

Standing behind the gray-robed old man, the other two male cultivators in Confucian attire held a green steel long sword in their hands, eager to try.

"Stand back!" the gray-robed old man said with a wave of his hand.

"Your subordinates obey!" Hearing this, the middle-aged male cultivator respectfully stood back behind the old man.

The old man in gray robe put his hands on his back, took two steps forward with his head raised, and asked, "Do you know where this place is?"

"The two of us got lost here, don't know the origin of this place?" Bai Muhua replied bluntly.

Hearing this, the old man in gray robe showed a strange smile on his face, and continued: "It seems that the two of you entered this world by mistake. This place is called "Little Sage World", and it is an area dominated by Confucianism. You broke into this place by mistake, but no one can go out from here, now, you only have two choices."

"Which two choices?"

"One is to give up the previous sect and beliefs, join the Confucianism, and contribute to the development of my small virtuous world, and the other is to be hunted down by the Confucian monks in the entire small virtuous world until you are killed. kill."

"Your Excellency, you mean that we, brother and sister, should seek refuge with you, otherwise we will be killed?"

"That's right! This is the old man making an allowance. Now is the time when the West County City is employing people. In the past, the two of you are already two corpses." The gray-robed old man said contemptuously.

"This?" Bai Muhua hesitated for a moment, but did not answer right away.

Bai Mujin grew up with her two senior brothers. The two senior brothers were obedient to her and never scolded her. Although her master Su Li was very strict with her on weekdays, she never allowed outsiders to bully her apprentices. Bai Hibiscus follows the donkey's personality, if it goes along, it can probably respond [-]% of the time, but if it goes against it, it is absolutely impossible.

"Old man, just now you were called by your subordinates to be "Salted Fish" (with the same pronunciation as Xian). I didn't expect your name to be so unreasonable, and your speech is even more unreasonable. The conditions you put forward are simply acts of robbers. You look like you have read a lot of poetry and books, there is a word for it, your clothes—”

Before Bai Mujin could say the words "clothed beast", the gray-robed old man turned cold, stretched out his arm, five fingers, and covered it with a big invisible hand.

Bai Mujin felt as if someone had suddenly strangled her neck with a thick hemp rope, and suddenly felt short of breath.

The silver-backed giant monkey "Hou Da" behind him, seeing his master being bullied by others, roared up to the sky, showing his fierce teeth, and was about to rush out, but Bai Mujin stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Senior, show mercy!" Bai Muhua shouted anxiously.

Although there is only a difference in realm between the old man in gray robe and Bai Mujin, it can be seen from the simple wave of the hand just now that the difference in strength between the two sides is like clouds and mud.As far as cultivation is concerned, the higher the realm of cultivation, the greater the gap between each realm.The True Alchemy Realm is a realm that most monks can't reach. It is extremely difficult for every monk to step into the Real Alchemy Realm. The success of the alchemy means a change in fate, not only for the monk himself. The lifespan will increase substantially, the strength of the exercises will increase sharply, and more importantly, the status and treatment will undergo earth-shaking changes.The small sects of the True Core Realm cultivators in the Northern Territory are the pivotal elders in the sects, and the sects such as the Tiangui Sect and Yu Dao Sect will become the core disciples that the sects focus on training.

The old man in gray robe loosened his five fingers.

"Ahem!" Bai Mujin coughed violently, her eyes filled with resentment and a trace of instinctive fear.The original anger was also suppressed by this grab, and she snorted and stopped talking. She naturally understood in her heart that the dispute of words in the world of cultivating immortals cannot solve the problem, and big fists are the last word.

"The two choices I mentioned will give you a moment to think about them. I don't have time to play with you here." The gray-robed old man said coldly.

Bai Muhua hurriedly walked up to Bai Mujin and asked, "Junior Sister, are you alright? How about..."

After the two whispered a few words to each other, Bai Muhua said loudly: "Thanks to Your Excellency's appreciation, of course the two of us choose to take refuge."

"Very good, those who know current affairs are outstanding!" The old man in gray robe showed satisfaction.

"but?"

"But what?" the gray-robed old man asked impatiently.

"There is also a friend of ours who entered this little virtuous world together with the two of us. How about the two of us want to find this friend first, and then we can join you together?"

At this moment, behind a boulder not far from several people, a golden ripple flashed, as if something had quietly entered into the boulder.Everyone present, including the gray-robed old man, did not notice this subtle change.

After hearing this, the old man in gray robe thought to himself, there is one more person?Could it be that the two little devils are playing tricks with me?It seems that they cannot be convinced without some tough measures.

"Talk to me about conditions? As long as each of you can take my slap, I agree to give you five days to find your friend."

"You! You are obviously bullying!" Bai Mujin said unconvinced.

"Did I bully you? You two insisted on negotiating terms with me, and of course you have to pay a price." After the gray-robed old man finished speaking, his eyes swept coldly, revealing his fierce look.

"Senior doesn't know, my junior sister suffered an internal injury not long ago, and she hasn't healed yet. If senior insists on doing this, I'm willing to take the two palms of senior alone." Bai Muhua said.

The old man in gray robe glanced at Bai Muhua and said, "Okay! Since you are willing to bear the consequences alone, I will give you two palms."

"Brother, be careful."

"Don't worry, I believe that I can still withstand these two palms." Bai Muhua has a special physique, and his ability to resist blows and recover far exceeds that of ordinary monks of the same level. He is confident that he can still survive this catastrophe. Let the little junior sister who has not recovered from the injury be injured.

Bai Muhua walked a dozen steps aside, straightened her chest, stretched her right hand forward, and said loudly, "Senior, please make a move!"

The gray-robed old man smiled contemptuously, raised an arm, and poured mana into his palm.A walnut-sized gray wheal in the palm spun non-stop, and turned into a fist-sized wreath in a blink of an eye, causing the spiritual power in the surrounding void to churn endlessly.

The gray-robed old man clapped his raised palm down, and in the blink of an eye, a gray palm shadow about ten feet large appeared out of thin air. It was not so much a palm shadow as a palm-shaped storm, and the coercion contained in the storm was rolling, enough Crush a hill.

Bai Muhua naturally understood the gap between herself and her opponent, even if she blocked two palms, she would be severely injured, she dared not neglect, with a flick of her shoulder, four spider arm guns emerged, and she was about to receive this palm forcefully.

Just before the old man in gray robe clapped his palm, a sentence of Lang Ruo Hongzhong came from the air.

"Xiaoxian is here!"

Before he could finish speaking, a golden figure with wings of fire on his back flashed like a ghost, and stood in front of Bai Muhua.

The person who came was none other than Xu Yang who had just been hiding behind a boulder not far away.

I saw Xu Yang flipped his right palm, and slapped out with a "slap", a ghost claw the size of Zhang Xu suddenly appeared out of thin air.

The five fingertips of the earthy golden ghost claw are like sharp knives, and the short and thick green ghost hairs on each finger are clearly visible, and a big golden Buddhist Sanskrit script in the center of the claw is shining with golden light.What's even weirder is that an earthy golden color is only the size of a goose egg, with a pair of fleshy wings on its back, and a pair of sharp horned ghost babies on its head, grinning like teeth, dragging a slender earthy golden flame tail behind the huge ghost. The surface of the claw swims endlessly.

Xu Yang's palm is exactly a move called "Flame Spirit Palm" recorded in the Five Elements Flame Jue. This move consumes a lot of mana and is extremely powerful.

It was the first time to use this trick, and in front of him was a real alchemy expert, so Xu Yang had no reservations, except that the power of the Nirvana True Flame Spirit of the still sleeping Azhu could not be blessed for the time being, and the power of the Golden Crow Buddha Flame Spirit Use it together with the power of the wheel flame spirit.

"Boom!"

The gray palm style is powerful and heavy, while the golden palm style is strange and tricky.When the two collided, strips of torn gray or golden spiritual energy at the edge made harsh "squeaking" sounds, and the core of the collision stirred up countless electric snakes.

After a while, it seemed that the gray palm print was even better. The tumbling gray storm stirred the world, and the golden palm print was like a golden dragon trapped in the gray storm. Although it struggled hard, its figure gradually disappeared into it.

Seeing this, the old man in gray robe squinted his eyes and showed a smile on his face. He was quite proud of his method of "Storm Big Handprint".

At this moment, a golden glow was faintly visible in the center of the gray palm print.Immediately afterwards, several golden spiritual flames, only inches in size, began to appear on the edge of the gray palm print. The jumping golden flames were burning and consuming the energy on the gray palm print. As wisps of blue smoke rose, the gray palm print gradually changed small.

Suddenly, with a "poof", the palm of the gray palm print seemed to be pierced by something. A golden ghost baby with two horns and a round head opened its mouth wide, swallowing the gray palm. palm prints.

Immediately afterwards, with a "bang", the originally extremely powerful gray palm print exploded, and then turned into a large cloud of gray mist that rolled backwards and dissipated in the void.

The golden palm prints that were originally covered by the gray palm prints appeared intact, like an angry golden dragon, rushing towards the old man in gray robe.