Xiao Mo has done it here, why can't he turn his head to look at Ye Chen, the meaning is very clear, that is, what does Ye Chen mean?

"Brother He, don't look at me, the younger brother is the worst of the five, everyone decided that I should do it." Ye Chen shook his head and smiled bitterly, sighing slightly in his heart.

"Ye Daoyou, don't say that, as the saying goes, youth is capital, with your current age, you have already reached the early stage of transforming into a god, if it is a thousand years, you will definitely advance to the middle stage one step earlier than us." He Yisheng saw that Ye Chen agreed, and couldn't help but praise it, everyone has been friends for a hundred years, he naturally has some understanding of Ye Chen, and he is cautious and lacks courage, although he is stronger than other monks of the same level, but just like Ye Chen himself said, he is the worst of the five, everything is with the crowd, everyone agrees, and he is never the one who calls the shots.

Seeing that the four of them agreed, Master Womei shook his head and sighed, this is already the final decision, even if he is stubborn, it is useless.

"Since you all agree, then I won't say much, but there is one thing I want to remind you, that is, once you do it, then with the momentum of thunder, you must not leave a person behind, and don't let them suffer too much when you start, Amitabha." After speaking, the master of Womei pronounced the Buddha's name, and his expression was very helpless.

Ye Chen didn't speak again except for what he just said, and he had been watching the performances of these fake people with cold eyes, and he really despised it in his heart, especially the last words of the Lying Mei Master, obviously he had this intention for a long time, but he didn't want to put all these sins on himself, but what did all this have to do with him, he was just an outsider after all, as Xiao Mo said, he would not do it even if he put his life in the hands of others for the sake of these irrelevant people.

"Master, don't worry, we're just here to keep it a secret, so how could we do that kind of torture?" Why didn't he smile and laugh, after saying this, his figure disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he was already outside the flying boat, and his body was also raised in an instant, his limbs became thicker, and the corners of his mouth fell towards the island with a cruel smile like a meteor.

With a loud bang, the island trembled and shook as if there had been a great earthquake, and dust flew everywhere in the place where the loud noise occurred, and some of the houses that had just been built were also turned into rubble in an instant, and some low-ranking monks beside the building were injured by it, and fell to the ground and screamed.

Such a big movement naturally alarmed all the monks on the island, and for a while, they fled everywhere, coming towards the place where He Yisheng fell.

And among these retreats, there are seven or eight Yuanying monks as the leader, they are the closest, and the speed of retreat is also the fastest, and there are many retreats after this, but the cultivation of these people is a little uneven, and there are all kinds of knots and foundations, and they all have doubts in their hearts when they fly in the air, guessing what the loud noise just now is going on.

Soon, the smoke and dust dispersed, and He Yisheng's figure appeared, the impact just now had no effect on him, and there was not even a trace of dust on his body.

He Yisheng is a half-human and half-demon, so his body can be described as extremely strong, not to mention smashing the island out of a big hole, or sinking the island.

"Bold fanatics, you dare to destroy my sect and hurt my disciples, I see that you are impatient!" When a Jiedan peak monk saw He Yisheng's figure, he couldn't help but step forward and scold.

And those Yuanying monks were all shocked, they didn't rush to speak, but used their spiritual sense to constantly scan He Yisheng's body, but their spiritual sense sank into the sea after encountering He Yisheng, and they couldn't see through his cultivation at all, at this time, they didn't know what the situation was, then they cultivated in vain, but what did the monks of the Transformation Period come to them for?

Looking at the monks around him, He Yisheng's mouth had a bloodthirsty smile, and the spiritual pressure on his body was also released in an instant, and suddenly the nearby monks, one of them were all pressed to the ground by him, and only the two monks who were in the late Yuan Infant period were barely standing, but even their faces became pale, and their bodies couldn't help trembling.

"The seniors are angry, and the younger generation Mo Yan doesn't know that the seniors are coming to the Mo family, and they are disappointed, and they hope that the seniors will atone for their sins." The one who spoke was a middle-aged man at the peak of the Yuan Infant, and he was also the one with the highest cultivation in this group of people, and at the same time he was respectful, he also had some doubts in his heart, why was there such a big movement, why hadn't those ancestors of his own family come to deal with this matter until now, didn't they find the Heavenly Spiritual Pressure here? But how is this possible?

"The Mo family? I don't know, I just know that none of you can run away today! Go to hell! He Yisheng rushed into the crowd as he spoke, and for a while the screams were loud, the blood flying in the sky almost stained the sky, and the ground was full of fragments of stumps, which were torn apart by He Yisheng's hands.

This guy said that he would not torture and kill these people, but his actions were extremely cruel and even a little perverted, but this was already merciful to him, and he did not break his promise.

When everything was calm, it was only a short time for a cup of tea, and there was no living monk in front of He Yisheng.

Glancing around, He Yisheng did not stop here, but fled and flew towards the west, where there were still a large number of monks.

But just as he was about to fly away, a loud shout came from not far away.

"The thief is gone!"

"Boy, take your life!" There were bursts of applause one after another.

After these few bursts of shouting, dozens of rays of light came at He Yisheng, led by three Immortal Cultivators of the Transformation Stage, their faces were full of murderous aura, it was not that they were late just now, but He Yisheng's movements were too fast, even if they reacted, they didn't have time to come.

A white-haired old man just arrived without any words to He Yisheng and released his magic weapon attack and left, he called a regret in his heart, he came a little late, and dozens of children of his family died, this is the elite of their family, the hope of the future.

The other two Avatar Stage monks were not idle, and at the same time as the old man made a move, they also controlled their own magic weapons to besiege them.

"Hahaha, okay, come on, let's have a good fight!" Seeing three monks of the same rank besieging him, He Yisheng was not only timid, but on the contrary, he was very excited.

I saw that his hands hammered twice on his chest, his head suddenly rose a lot, his limbs were thicker, white hairs grew on his face and neck, his eyes were even more blood-red, and the evil qi on his body was even more sky-high.

"Kill!"

A pair of gloves that emitted a strong aura appeared on He Yisheng's hands, and he actually relied on his hands to block the magic weapon of the Avatar Monk who was attacking him.

Just when the old man thought that this person was going to die, the next moment his face turned extremely pale, and his natal magic weapon flew back upside down after being hammered by his fists, and the light of the flying sword suddenly dimmed, as if his spiritual damage was not small.

This is the old man's natal magic weapon, and he himself suffered a lot of damage at this moment after being hit by this.

The two two god-transforming monks also changed their faces wildly, wanting to command their magic weapons to fight with He Yisheng, but how could He Yisheng let them get their way, and as soon as their bodies moved, they rushed towards the three of them regardless of it, ignoring the magic weapons that fell from the sky.

"Brother He's huge strength is good, it's such an ugly person, he actually grows white hair when he launches, no wonder he can't find a wife until now." Wenren Jingling said with a smile, it was not easy to grasp He Yisheng's shortcomings, he would not be called Wenren Jingling if he didn't open his mouth and hurt a few times.

"Ugly is a little ugly, but he is powerful, and this giant bear is also one of the heaven and earth spirit beasts, although it is the weaker one among the many heaven and earth spirit beasts, but the grade is there, even if he only has a trace of blood, it is far from being something we can make fun of, and compared to some people, he is more manly." Xiao Mo glanced at Jing Ling, and couldn't help but refute it.

"Oh? Xiao Meizi actually likes this stupid bear? Why is it good to have supernatural powers, but that image is really a bit of a bad match for you, and its bloodline is only a trace of the bloodline of a giant bear? Wen Ren Jingling pursed his lips and said a little unpleasantly.