This shit can't stand it anymore

Chapter 23: A Good Kick (for further reading)
who am I?
where am I?
what am i doing?
Above the sky, Ma Yuan stared at a pair of big copper bell eyes, and it took a long time to recover from those philosophical questions and recognize his real situation at the moment——

It made people fly with one punch, and it is still floating in the sky!

How can this be? !
How could he be sent flying by such a Xuanxian of unknown origin?

sneak attack?

Didn't you pay attention?
wrong!

This guy is obviously more than just a Xuanxian!
But no matter what kind of fairy he is, if he dares to offend him like this, he must not be lightly forgiven!
Thinking like this, Ma Yuan yelled angrily, and exerted his supernatural powers to stop the flying figure. The big hand behind his head protruded again, and it swelled to the size of a hill in the wind. He clenched his fist and blasted towards Yu Yuan below. .

Yu Yuan just waved his hand casually, and the wide sleeve robe swept across like a cloud.

A gust of wind picked up.

Ma Yuan felt as if a big mountain was coming towards him, so he flew out again.

After a long while, he stopped his figure and stood above the sea, feeling that all the bones in his body were about to fall apart.

Looking at the Xuanxian who came slowly and slowly, Ma Yuan's eyes were full of fear, and his face changed again and again.

This time he figured it out, the other party's Taoism was above his!
It's just that for some reason, he was just blown away, and he was not killed.

Otherwise, I am afraid that I have already died here at this moment.

That's right, I am a disciple of a sage, and the other party dare not kill me!
In an instant, Ma Yuan thought of the key point, and the fear in his heart eased a lot.

"Damn it!"

Suppressing the churning qi and blood in his body, Ma Yuan was furious in his heart.

This Xuanxian who came out of nowhere, pretended to be his name and occupied his fairy temple, robbed his incense, and almost ruined his great alchemy, and now he is in front of the people of Fuyu. He beat him up, the real "one spirit fairy".

How could he endure such a shameful humiliation?

Although the other party's Taoism is obviously not as simple as that of a Xuanxian, but as a disciple of the Great Sect, how can he be afraid?

At that moment, without any hesitation, he secretly crushed a jade bead used for communication, and then opened his mouth and shouted, "Hurry up!"

The string of white bone necklaces hanging around his neck suddenly shone with precious light, and rose into the air, scattered in the air, turning into dozens of hundreds of feet in size skulls, surrounding Yu Yuan.

"Taste the power of Daoist my ghost fire!"

Ma Yuan shouted angrily, but without seeing how he moved, the dozens of skulls spewed out a cloud of oily green flames.

This fire is not an ordinary fire, and it needs to absorb the energy of the Nine Netherworlds to activate it.

It is the most vicious thing that can burn the soul and defile the primordial spirit.

Seeing that Xuanxian was surrounded by his ghost fire, Ma Yuan immediately showed a smug smile on his face.

Relying on this ghostly will-o'-the-wisp to roam the East China Sea, he has had few opponents over the years.

Even Jin Xian would shy away from him when he met him, not wanting to be contaminated by this ghostly will-o'-the-wisp.

Although this Xuanxian of unknown origin is powerful, his ghost fire is enough to make him feel better!
As everyone knows, Yu Yuan at this moment is as if nothing had happened under the scorching of the ghostly will-o'-the-wisp.

No, there are still some reactions.

In front of his eyes, a transparent light curtain was constantly beating rapidly.

[Ghost fire burning: soul power +372, spirit +99, will +68, primordial spirit strength +572...]

[Ghost fire burning: soul power +423, spirit +103, will +72, primordial spirit strength +662...]

……

Looking at the rapidly beating numbers, Yu Yuan really felt a little pleasantly surprised.

Although this increase is nothing to him, the cultivation of Yuanshen is his weakest point.

After all, mana can be increased by poison, and physical strength can be improved by torturing the body... These are all easy to achieve.

But it is more difficult to cultivate the primordial spirit.

He only has two treasures that can cause damage to the primordial spirit, and the power is not outstanding, far inferior to these skulls that can breathe ghost fire.

At the moment, he was not polite, and directly reached out and threw out a treasure hall.

The treasure hall swelled against the wind, and turned into a magnificent palace of colorful lights in the air. The bottom was glowing, and the cover suddenly fell down, pressing all the dozens of skulls underneath.

"my darling!"

Ma Yuan exclaimed, and quickly recited the spell.

"Ding bell clack!"

There was a sudden noise from under the hall, as if something was struggling.

However, that treasure hall was as stable as a mountain, and remained motionless.

Gradually, the movements under the hall became smaller and smaller, and the intervals became longer and longer, as if those skulls had resigned themselves to their fate.

Ma Yuan stared at a pair of big copper bell eyes, his face was gloomy, and his facial features were a little distorted.

"Who the hell are you! How did Daoist offend you? Why did he target me like this?!"

"this problem……"

Yu Yuan thought about it seriously, and replied: "Probably, maybe, maybe... I just want to kick a good kick that can hit the target."

"Ok?"

Hearing this answer, Ma Yuan was at a loss.

In the next moment, he felt the figure shaking in front of him, and the Xuanxian who pretended to be him had already deceived himself to approach him.

Before he could react, the opponent had already kicked him in the air.

At this moment, Ma Yuan only felt a powerful force coming, and Dang even involuntarily turned into a streamer and flew out.

……

There are gusts of wind in the nine heavens.

The God of Haotian sits on his treasure chariot, looking down at the common people.

And the newly promoted close minister Li Changgeng waited beside the chariot, and the two monarchs and ministers chatted from time to time.

Don't talk about the prehistoric situation, just talk about the scenery along the way.

Along the way, it doesn't feel boring.

They had been traveling for more than half a month since they left Daluo Mountain, and Dongsheng Shenzhou was finally in sight.

Looking at the rising sun, which coated the beautiful Dongshengshenzhou coastline in front of his vision with a layer of gold, God Haotian couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

The Great Desolation is really too vast!

Even the Heavenly Emperor Yujia, pulled by nine real dragons, would take such a long time to travel from Nanfangbuzhou to Dongshengshenzhou.

In fact, with his Taoism, he can travel through space and bring everyone to Kunlun Mountain quickly.

But this trip is the first time he has paid homage to the saints of the three religions since he assumed the position of Emperor of Heaven, and he still has a special purpose to achieve. Naturally, he must create as much momentum as possible and let everyone know about it!
In this way, not only can he show his respect for the saint, but if the saint of the three religions refuses to send his disciples to the heavenly court, it will also be known to everyone!
At that time, the momentum of the Heavenly Court will inevitably drop to the bottom, and no god will be willing to join the Heavenly Court.

At that time, it is only natural for me to go to Zixiao Palace to cry and complain, and it will be a matter of course!

This is not a secret conspiracy, but a blatant conspiracy.

Knowing that those disciples of the Great Saint Sect are unwilling to abandon their celestial karma and become gods in the heavenly court, they set up such a conspiracy!

Now they have succeeded by [-]%, as long as the trip to Kunlun can go smoothly, this strategy is almost sure.

After all, everyone knows that the leader of the Jiejiao in Penglai is a man of temperament, and it is extremely difficult for him to disregard the future of his disciples and send them to the heavenly court.

At that time, if he can make a small plan and have some conflicts with those rebellious Jiejiao disciples, maybe he won't even be able to enter the gate of Jiejiao!
Thinking of this, God Haotian couldn't help showing a relaxed smile on his face.

He has repeatedly deduced and simulated countless times in his mind, and the success rate of this conspiracy should be more than [-]%!

Coincidentally, the biggest variable is precisely in Jiejiao.

Because there are only a few disciples in the human and Chan sects, it is impossible for the two sect masters to be willing to let them give up their celestial karma and become gods in the heaven.

Even if he knew the plan of the Emperor of Heaven, he would not change his mind because of it.

As saints, they don't care at all.

On the contrary, it was the Master Jie, who firstly had many disciples under his seat, and secondly...

As a man of temperament, his behavior style seems easy to guess, but in fact it is the most difficult to figure out.

But there is no need to worry now, it is better to wait for the trip to Kunlun to make plans.

The success of Daluo Mountain made the Haotian God, who had just become the Emperor of Heaven, full of spirits, and he had the spirit of playing chess with the lofty sage with all living beings in the world as a chessboard.

at this time.

"call out--"

A sharp whistling sound came from a distance, and then a figure with blue face and fangs crossed the airspace of thousands of miles, and slammed into the Heavenly Emperor's chariot head-on.

"boom!"

On target!

(End of this chapter)