Volume 8 Across the World

Chapter 1051: Not to be outdone

Yao Ze frowned, looking at the cyan lightning coming in a blink of an eye, but he didn't dodge, but his right hand reached out like lightning, and he grabbed the short sword in his palm.

"Ahh

Gongsun Xiaojian pinched the trick with his left hand expressionlessly, and the cyan short sword twisted in the palm of his hand like a small snake, Yao Ze's pupils shrank, and the short sword turned into a cloud of green smoke and dissipated.

The next moment, the short sword condensed out again in front of Gongsun Xiaojian, and it seemed to be undamaged.

However, the rest of the people all looked at Yao Ze with shocked eyes, obviously thinking that he deliberately let go of his hand and left some face for Gongsun Xiaojian, only Yao Ze himself knew that this short sword was actually refined to the psychic realm by Gongsun Xiaojian!

If you have enough time, you have the possibility of becoming a spiritual treasure!

"Stop! this matter is too big, you must consult the Supreme Ancestor!" Ouyang Huayin's face was grim, and he shouted in a deep voice.

Gongsun Xiaojian didn't make another move, but folded his arms expressionlessly, while Yao Ze also stood there calmly, silent.

There was a deathly silence in the valley, Ouyang Huayin flipped his left hand, and a small purple charm appeared in the palm of his hand, as he muttered, his hands rubbed, the purple light flashed, and in the blink of an eye, there was nothing in the palm of his hand.

After doing this, Ouyang Huayin's ordinary face became more and more expressionless, although everyone present was a great monk, no one would speak out easily.

The waiting time seemed extremely long, and most of the people were nervous in their hearts, and suddenly an old voice sounded, "Where is Senior Brother Wen?"

Everyone's hearts tightened, and they found that in the valley, I don't know when there was an old man in white clothes and white hair, all the people present were great monks, and no one found out when this person came in, and the ghosts and gods were unpredictable.

The power of the gods!

Yao Ze's heart was shocked, and the memories buried deep in his soul suddenly rolled like a tide, his body trembled uncontrollably slightly, and his eyes instantly turned red.

The wrinkles on the old man's face were very light, and his eyes under the two white eyebrows were as clear as a child, as if he had sensed something, he turned his head to look at Yao Ze, and saw a blue-shirted monk smiling and nodding to him, and there was a little strange in his heart, this person was very faced, and he didn't care.

"Back to the Great Elder, the Second Elder may have had an accident...... Ouyang Huayin looked respectful, and told the original story in his mouth.

"Is there such a thing?" the old man in white frowned, obviously feeling a little incredulous about this matter.

"Senior Brother Yu was stimulated and is now nowhere to be found. Ouyang Huayin bowed and replied.

"Yao Ze, who is it?" the old man in white groaned for a moment, and suddenly asked.

"In Xia Yao Ze, I have seen my predecessors. Yao Ze stepped forward and clasped his fists without humility or arrogance.

"It's you!" the old man in white was a little surprised, but he still nodded, glanced at everyone again, and groaned again.

The valley was very quiet, and everyone didn't dare to speak out, waiting for this senior to make a decision, Yao Ze's face was very calm, but Xuanyuan Ming's eyes flashed, and he was secretly worried about him.

Finally, the old man in white raised his head and smiled, "This matter is a bit unbelievable, a god transformation power can be harmed by a Yuanying monk, say it, no one should believe it, so let's do it, the old man makes a hexagram in public, and it can be regarded as a statement to all Taoist friends, I don't know what everyone says?"

"It's all up to the seniors to dec......ide," everyone agreed.

Yao Ze's eyes flashed, his face was extremely flat, and he smiled silently.

I saw the old man sitting in a volley in the air, the sleeves of his robe moved slightly, and an old gray turtle shell floated in front of him, covered with various obscure patterns.

The atmosphere in the valley suddenly became tense, and everyone stared at the turtle shell for a moment, Yao Ze's face was indifferent, and he looked like he didn't care about himself.

The old man's mouth moved slightly, silently reciting the incantation, his hands changed constantly, and slowly, there were runes circulating on the turtle shell, and the space seemed to fluctuate a little.

Soon the turtle shell began to emit a misty light, and the old man's spell became more and more urgent, who knew that the light on the turtle shell was only slightly brighter, and in a blink of an eye, it slowly returned to its original gray appearance.

"Huh?" the old man stopped the spell and couldn't help but be surprised, and the people around him didn't understand, so no one dared to speak.

Yao Ze's heart moved, but when he saw the old man's electric gaze sweeping towards him, his heart froze, and his complexion did not change much.

The old man frowned, took the turtle shell, and groaned for a moment, his eyes flashed, and he seemed to have made a decision, his teeth were bitten lightly, and with a "poof" sound, he opened his mouth and spurted out a ball of blood!

The hearts of all the great cultivators in the valley were tight, and this god-transforming senior actually began to perform the blood sacrifice technique!

But seeing the sound of the old man's mouth sounding, his hands stretched out, his ten fingers seemed to be curved and straight, unpredictable, and after a while, there was a faint sound of wind flowing through the valley.

Everyone looked at each other in shock, only to hear the incantation sound becoming more and more faint and inexplicable, and the turtle shell began to glow brightly, and soon it became bright.

The sound of the spell became more and more urgent, and the fluctuations of the space slowly had a whistling sound, and then the old man shouted loudly, and his thin index finger stretched out, and he hurried away at the turtle shell, "Bang!"

The valley was silent, all fluctuations came to an abrupt halt, and with a crisp sound, the turtle shell was torn apart!

"This ......" The old man stood up sharply, the essence of his eyes flashed brightly, looking at the scattered turtle shells on the ground, it was really unbelievable.

He slowly turned around, his gaze fixed on Yao Ze like a falcon.

The atmosphere in the valley was extremely oppressive, and everyone didn't dare to say much, but Yao Ze's face was as usual, and he met that gaze.

"Haha...... Yao Daoyou, right, if there is nothing important, you can spend a few more days in Kunxu Mountain. The old man suddenly laughed and said, his face looking very affectionate.

"Oh, thank you seniors for your love, there are still some private matters to be settled, I'm afraid I can't stay here for too long. Yao Ze said politely, and his tone was calm.

"Huh?" The old man's face suddenly darkened, and his eyes flashed with gloom.

There was a sudden tension in the valley, and some people slowly took a few steps back.

After a while, the old man seemed to be muttering to himself: "An hour ago, Senior Brother Wen's soul mark traces in this place were still obvious, and now life and death cannot be deduced, this matter needs to be verified slowly, if you are asked to stay and cooperate, I think you will have no objections......

Before the words fell, he didn't see him turn around, his right arm moved slightly, and he actually grew a few zhang out of thin air, and grabbed Yao Ze's right shoulder.

Yao Ze didn't expect that this senior would move directly without any warning, and he didn't dodge, and his right fist met him without hesitation.

Many of the great monks in the valley were shocked when they saw this, no one would have expected that they would have fought now, and they couldn't imagine that this Yao Daoyou would dare to fight back!

Seeing that the two palms were about to collide together, the old man's right hand seemed to change, twisted in the air, and instantly grew again violently, and with a "bang", it smashed on Yao Ze's left shoulder.

The cyan light flickered, and Yao Ze's figure shook slightly, but there was no color on his face.

"Huh?" the old man was surprised again, outsiders seemed to be like an illusion with this punch, and if he was really hit by himself, even the magic weapon would be destroyed directly!

Yao Ze was also secretly frightened by this powerful supernatural power, and when he was close to his eyes, he didn't see how the other party hit him.

"Hehe, Yao Daoyou actually has a good treasure to protect his body, but if the old man really makes a move, do you think he can still move a bit?" the old man said happily with a calm face.

However, before everyone could really breathe a sigh of relief, they suddenly felt that their bodies were stagnant, and they couldn't even move their hands and feet.

"Space Confinement!"

Yao Ze also sighed secretly, monks with a higher realm like to use this kind of spell, and under absolute suppression, it makes people powerless and desperate.

The old man in white was smiling, looking at the great monks, all of them showed panicked looks, just like looking down at the ants, extremely satisfied, and suddenly his eyes shrank, as if he saw something unbelievable.

Everyone was imprisoned and unable to move, but the blue-shirted monk shook from side to side and touched his nose casually.

After a while, everyone felt that their bodies were relieved, and the pressure was completely gone, but they heard the old man suddenly laugh, "Haha...... Well, the afterlife is terrifying!"

At this time, everyone heard this laughter and was a little angry, and sure enough, the old man's face sank, and he shouted coldly: "Even if you are a little different, you think you can act arbitrarily in Shinto?"

A sky-high momentum burst out, and the power belonging to the power of the god swept across the space like a hurricane, and in the exclamation, more than a dozen great monks fell backwards in unison.

Yao Ze, who was in the center of the storm, turned pale, and his figure couldn't help but take a step back, at this time he felt like a mountain pressing on him, and it was very difficult for him to breathe.

The old man sneered, and the majestic aura surged forward like a tide, Yao Ze couldn't help but take another step back, his eyes flashed, he took a deep breath, rubbed his hands, and when he unfolded it again, the two dark balls spun rapidly in the palm of his hand.

All the monks felt relieved at the same time, the terrifying aura around them dissipated, and the old man's originally playful face was covered with gloom, and everyone hurriedly looked at Yao Ze's hand, and a dangerous aura was spreading outward with the rotation.

"Destroy the world!" someone suddenly screamed, and everyone changed color.

Everything about the World Destroying Thunder is mostly rumored in the cultivation realm, and it is rumored that the power of the Transformation God will not be spared under its explosion, but its refining method has long been lost, but I didn't expect this person to take out two of them at once.

Everyone couldn't help but retreat backwards, whether it was this god transformation senior, or those two world-destroying thunders, neither of them could be messed with.

"The old man has heard of it for a long time, but it takes at least three breaths for it to cause an explosion, do you think that under the old man, you can support three breaths?" After a pause, the old man suddenly sneered.

"The mana of the predecessors is boundless, but it is not a mud ball that can be kneaded by others, and the seniors can give it a try. Maybe the seniors are fast enough, but I don't know if this space can withstand the power of the world-destroying thunder......" Yao Ze was expressionless, and said slowly, the two black shadows in his palm rotated to the extreme, and they were on the verge of detonating at any time.