Chapter 843: The Peak of the Yellow Race!
Wan Dong nodded, looked at Dai Yajun, Lai Wanli and the others, "You take care of Lady Xu and leave Fahua Mountain as quickly as possible." β
"What about you?" Dai Yajun blurted out.
Wan Dong smiled coldly at the Blood Skeleton Killer in the sky and said, "I have to stay and meet this visitor from outside the world." β
"What!?" As soon as Wan Dong's voice fell, everyone exclaimed.
The strength of the Blood Skeleton Killer is obvious to everyone, and Wan Dong's actions, in their eyes, are tantamount to suicide.
"No! Xu Gongzi, this is too dangerous! Dai Yajun was in a hurry, and he didn't care about it, so he opened his mouth and said.
"If Xu Gongzi doesn't leave, then we won't leave either! It's a big deal, everyone fights with this guy together! "It is said that businessmen value profits and are not affectionate, but this Lai Wanli seems to be an outlier, and his attitude is more resolute than Dai Yajun.
Wan Dong frowned, and said in a deep voice, "What, do you need me to knock you all out like Xu Nuxia before you are willing to be obedient?" β
"Xu Gongzi, you ......"
Before Dai Yajun's words could be spoken, he was interrupted by Wan Dong, who said, "Don't be verbose, give me back!" If Xiao Daxia and I don't go back in time, then the safety of Divine Thunder City will be entrusted to you. After the second miracle occurred, the number of immortal beasts doubled, and I am afraid that the periphery of this White Dragon Snow Mountain could no longer accommodate them. If the group of immortal beasts rushes out of the White Dragon Snow Mountain and poses a threat to the Divine Thunder City, I hope that you can join forces and work together to protect my Divine Thunder City! β
Wan Dong's words sounded a bit like explaining the future, Xiao Lang frowned and said, "Little brother, if you want to stay because you want to help me, you don't have to, I can still deal with this guy......"
At this point in Xiao Lang's words, Wan Dong suddenly turned his head and glanced at him, with a bit of banter in his expression, and Xiao Lang's next words were suddenly speechless. scolded in his heart, "Stinky boy!" He smiled helplessly.
Xiao Lang may be able to deceive others with this, but if he wants to fool himself in front of Wan Dong, he doesn't even think about it.
Seeing that Wan Dong had made up his mind, Dai Yajun, Lai Wanli and others, although they were very sad, they had to obey the order, lowered their heads, and stopped making a sound.
Wan Dong raised his eyebrows lightly and said, "Also, Moon Worship City and our God Thunder City are close to each other, like brothers!" I hope that when Moon Worship City is in danger, you can also lend a hand, here, Xu thanked everyone! β
"Xu Gongzi, don't say it again! You can even risk your life to save us, do you still need to ask for this little thing? Whether it is Divine Thunder City or Moon Worship City, as long as we all have a breath of air, we will definitely not lose! β
Dai Yajun took the lead in expressing his position, and the rest of Lai Wanli and others all responded with raised arms, which exempted Wan Dong from a matter of concern.
Who knows if the killer of the blood skeleton in Lu Dao will go back on his word, and suddenly change his hexagram, after Wan Dong briefly explained some things, he immediately urged everyone to go on the road.
"Boy, don't you think it's a pity that your great life hasn't started yet, and it's going to end here?"
The Blood Skull Master is still trustworthy, or Dai Yajun is just an ant in his eyes, and it doesn't matter if he is dead or alive. After Dai Yajun and the others walked away step by step, the blood skeleton master slowly fell, standing opposite Wan Dong and Xiao Lang.
Wan Dong raised his eyebrows and smiled, and his body bloomed with infinite battle intent, "Who will kill the deer, what about the two of them!" β
"Tsk, should I praise your newborn calf for not being afraid of tigers, or should I call you stupid? In front of this seat, are you still naΓ―ve to think that you have a chance to live? β
"You're just the first level of Xuanji, if it were before, I could crush you to death with one finger!"
The Blood Skull Killer's tone was not arrogant, and the eyes that looked at Wan Dong and Xiao Lang were even more like looking at a dead person, which somewhat aroused Xiao Lang's arrogance, and he pouted.
"Xuanji Beginner?" Wan Dong looked the Blood Skull Killer up and down, a hint of curiosity flashing in his eyes.
Regarding the realm division of the Daomen Great World Realm, Wan Dong was a little clearer from the memory of the Xuantian Great Mingshen, but he didn't have any intuitive feelings. When Ping Feipeng was killed by the Leng family, Ping Feipeng was only a beginner of the yellow race, and at that time, Wan Dong's cultivation was still very weak, and he was working with Leng Shuang Rong, so he didn't have any special feelings.
"So, you used to be very good?" The Blood Skull Killer looked at Xiao Lang coldly, his eyes full of sarcasm.
When the other party asked like this, Xiao Lang's face involuntarily revealed a touch of gloom, as if he remembered something sad.
"Hey, come and see, what realm am I?" There has never been a comparison, Wan Dong is really a little curious about his current cultivation realm.
The Blood Skull Killer withdrew his gaze from Xiao Lang's body, looked at Wan Dong carefully, and slowly showed a look of doubt on his face, "Looking at your Dao Qi cultivation, you should have reached the peak of the Yellow Race, but on your body, I can't feel the slightest breath of the Dao Race, but it is somewhat similar to those martial artists." What kind of freak are you, you kid? β
"The pinnacle of the yellow race? No, if I am really the peak of the yellow race, then how can I be so different from you, the first level of the Xuan Scar? β
"Humph! Idiot! It's ridiculous that you actually use the martial artist's set to measure the monks! On the surface, my cultivation is only one level higher than yours, but I have broken through a big bottleneck one more layer than you. If I am standing in heaven now, then you are standing on earth, how can you compare with me? β
Wan Dong really couldn't stand the other party's awesome appearance, but there were some things that he really didn't understand. Just like this so-called big bottleneck, Wan Dong has heard of it for the first time. Isn't the bottleneck a bottleneck, he has encountered it many times before, is this bottleneck still divided into sizes?
Xiao Lang seemed to see Wan Dong's doubts, and opened his mouth to say: "Monks, you need to go through the six realms of Yellow Race, Xuanji, Earth Wheel, Heavenly Grid, Divine Dao, and Holy Soul to reach the top. And each of these six realms is divided into three stages: the beginner, the middle, and the peak. From the beginning to the middle level, from the middle level to the peak, there are bottlenecks, which are called small bottlenecks. And the ascension and leap from the yellow race to the realm of Xuanji requires a major bottleneck. β
"Got it, boy, although on the surface you are only a day away from me, but in my eyes, you are still just an ant, and you can be destroyed with a snap of your fingers!"
"I understand your sister! Today, I, the peak of the yellow race, just want to destroy you, the first level of the Xuan Scar! β
The arrogance of the Blood Skull Killer finally angered Wan Dong, and before the words landed, Wan Dong slashed over with a sword.
Although Wan Dong only had a bare sword hilt in his hand, the sword blade with a bit of illusion was just as powerful, and under the fullness of Wan Dong's Dao Qi, it immediately rolled up the sky and hurriedly, roaring and rushing towards the blood skeleton killer.
"I really don't understand, you are so stupid, how did you cultivate the cultivation of this body." The Blood Skeleton Killer shook his head slightly, his body stood still, his fingers bent slightly, only to hear a sharp sound of swishing, breaking through the sky, a blue light like a flying phoenix, suddenly spread out, wings spread out together, and the sword released by Wan Dong was blown apart by an invisible wind.
Wan Dong only felt as if he was being pushed by a huge force, and he shot back more than ten steps in one breath before he stood still.
But before Wan Dong could stabilize his mind, an unprecedented coercion had already arrived in front of him, Wan Dong only felt as if he was standing under the high-voltage wires, and his hair was standing on end.
When he looked up, he saw a blue palm shadow, and at some point, he had reached a place less than a foot in front of him.
This palm shadow is not very huge, but it is strangely clear, and even the palm print can be seen clearly. The Dao Qi contained in it, like the current, sneered and jumped, a violent terrifying aura that seemed to be able to tear the heavens and the earth apart, and was about to rush out at any time, and Wan Dong's heart was raised to his throat in an instant.
"Get out of the way!"
With a loud shout, Xiao Lang's burly figure suddenly arrived beside Wan Dong, the blade of the sword in his hand was raised vigorously, and at the tip of the sword, a blue-green brilliance bloomed, like a hundred flowers blooming.
"No, it's dangerous!"
Although Wan Dong's cultivation was much worse than that of the Blood Skeleton Killer, his acumen was transcendent. At a glance, Wan Dong found that the power contained in Xiao Lang's sword was completely inferior to the Dao Qi in the palm shadow, and if the two collided, Xiao Lang was afraid that he would suffer a big loss.
However, as soon as Wan Dong's shout fell, the sword light collided with the palm shadow solidly. But as Wan Dong expected, Xiao Lang was shocked alive did not appear, the moment the blue palm shadow extinguished the sword, it actually changed direction strangely, slid against Wan Dong and Xiao Lang's bodies, and exploded not far behind the two. The formed air wave, like a tornado, threw Wan Dong and Xiao Lang far away together.
Although the fall hurts, the two were not injured. Wan Dong realized that Xiao Lang didn't want to fight with the other party at all, but skillfully led the other party's strength to the side.
To be honest, Xiao Lang said before that in the past, he could crush the blood skeleton killer to death with one hand, Wan Dong only thought he was bragging, but now it seems that Xiao Lang in the past may not be simple.
Not to mention anything else, just his hand of 'quoting' the word is enough to make Wan Dong worship.
Xiao Lang's 'citation' of the word trick does not rely on the cultivation of Dao Qi, but on the comprehension of martial arts, as well as incomparably rich actual combat experience, which is far beyond the reach of the current Wandong.
Not to mention Wan Dong, even the Blood Skeleton Killer was obviously taken aback, and his face changed for a while.
"I really think I'm underestimating you!" The Blood Skull Killer said with a slight squint.
Xiao Lang grinned and let out a hearty laugh, "If you admit defeat now, I may be able to leave you with a remnant life!"