I, Shushan Juggernaut, signed in Jianzhong for a hundred years

This is not the thing that the Tianmo sect hates the most.

After all, people in the magic way have seen many scenes, and they have a ruthless spirit.

The big deal is being beaten to death by Yang Hun.

What they hate the most is that their suzerain and elders are too spineless.

Following the eyes of the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect in the mountain gate, he looked around.

More than a dozen elders and hall masters of Tianmo Sect bowed down to serve with smiles on their faces, serving tea and water.

The person who stood at the front as the head of the guards was indeed a creature of all things.

"Well, this Wang Tang can really endure it! He still hasn't shown himself in this situation, or there is another passage in the Tianmo Gate, so he ran away."

"Leave these unlucky ghosts here, and treat them as scapegoats."

Taking a sip of tea, Yang Hun said lightly.

Wan Wusheng rubbed his hands and said with a smile on his face.

"This bad old man Wang Tang is very likely to do such a thing. He is the kind of person who will use any means to achieve his goals. He only dares to bully monks whose cultivation level is lower than his own.

Seeing that the national teacher is stronger than him, he was naturally discouraged. "

The disciples in the Tianmo Sect cursed immediately when they saw this scene.

"Well, you Wanwusheng, it turned out that I was really blind to let you be the suzerain, traitor, bastard, bastard..."

"Hey, what are you still looking at? You can't even beat our four puppets, and you still want to turn the world upside down?"

Wan Wusheng glanced coldly at the scolding voices from these people.

Just at this moment, most of the disciples with weak cultivation bases were so frightened that they dared not speak immediately.

The light in the eyes is really frightening enough.

joke.

Although he, Wan Wusheng, was labeled a traitor by Wang Tang and dismissed from the post of suzerain.

Saddle up and back beside Yang Hun.

But it was only two or three days before he dismissed the suzerain.

These low-strength disciples dare to scold a few of them at the top of their voices.

It really made the prestige he had accumulated in the sect for decades and the cultivation base of the Earth Fairy Queen's peak to be false.

"Besides, come out if you have the ability! Otherwise, when the formation is broken, you will know the consequences."

Wan Wusheng squeezed his fist, and the crackling sound passed directly through the formation.

It resounded in the ears of all the disciples.

"If you obediently submit to me again, you will still be my disciples."

"Join Master Yang Hun, the national teacher of the Great Tang Dynasty, and make great progress from now on."

"But you know my methods."

Gudong swallowed, and the complexions of some Tianmomen's disciples changed a lot.

He looked at the elder and several deacons who were resting on the grass not far behind him.

Basically, they are all covered with bruises, and they are still under the condition that all creatures deliberately kept their hands.

A dozen or so inner disciples of the Tianmo Sect, who were around the Jindan stage, quietly stepped back a few steps and gathered together, whispering cautiously.

Or let's surrender!

Speaking of it, I blame the good deeds of the ancestors. You said it is not good to provoke anyone, but you have to provoke such a fierce god, and he does not know where he is now, so we leave the shrimp soldiers and crab generals together, even the four ambassadors at the door The opponent is not an opponent...

Looking like King Kong, there are four white tiger messengers standing at the door.

Just relying on their cultivation base and strength, they are enough to crush more than 90.00% of the people in Tianmo Sect.

There are also more than a dozen elders and hall masters who are fit and in the realm of the earth fairy.

In addition, Wan Wusheng, the suzerain of his own sect, ran to Yang Hun's side.

Look at yourself again.

The patriarch Wang Li, who hadn't been out of customs for a long time, and several of his loyal elders and deacons.

There are many more distributed in the sect.

Disciple disciples with cultivation bases ranging from Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, and Nascent Soul.

In terms of number, there are quite a lot, plus disciples who are practicing in closed doors and secret realms.

There are thousands of people, hundreds of times the number of people on Yang Hun's side.

However, the number of battles between monks is useless.

The comparison of high-level combat power is obviously unbalanced.

An artistic conception attack casually issued by an earth fairy can cover a radius of ten thousand meters.

Rely on the mountain guard formation and wait for the support of the rest of the demonic immortals.

But seeing that the opponent hasn't exerted much force, the formation is about to collapse.

Besides, at first glance, even his ancestor Wang Tang couldn't deal with the cultivator.

The urination of most demon cultivators must be that dead fellows never die poor ones, hiding as far away as possible.

The situation can be said to be quite obvious, and the awe is clear.

With their small arms and legs, they couldn't compare with Yang Hun, a little-known Great Tang teacher in the western domain.

He took a look at the people on his side.

One by one, they looked like they wanted to run but didn't know where to go.

Looking at Wanwusheng sharpening his knife in the square, a dozen elders and the four ambassadors sneered.

These inner disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect who gathered quietly to discuss quickly made a decision.

An inner disciple with a beard and a black robe with a grimace spoke.

"Then let us be the first to open the mountain gate, open the strongest part of the mountain protection formation, and let Wanwusheng and the national teacher come in. Maybe we can get a good result."

"As for what the ancestor Wang Tang said, whoever wants to listen to it, anyway, I don't want to die so aggrieved because it's my fate?"

"that's right!"

A sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked inner sect disciple who looked to be in his 30s agreed.

"We have always regarded Wanwusheng as the suzerain. Now that he has come back to inherit the great rule, there is nothing wrong with clearing up the rebellion. We, the disciples, should support such an upright move."

"What is the Patriarch Wangtang? It's just an old guy who lives in seclusion in the back mountain of Tianmo Gate and never shows up. Who knows if he is dead or alive?"

"We are here for righteousness. If everyone agrees, we will go to open the mountain protection formation and welcome the suzerain back."

After the inner disciple winked, the bearded man next to him who spoke first nodded.

He took out a sheet directly.

Several important formation nodes and important location maps within the sect are marked on it.

Of course, there was a contract book full of blue runes afterwards.

However, any monk who signed and pledged on the contract will be punished by the contract once he violates it.

It is said that it was created by a powerful demon king from the demon world.

For monks with lower cultivation bases, the role of the contract is stronger.

At the least, he would lie in bed for half a month and be unlucky; at the worst, he would lose all his cultivation and even lose his life.

It is the unique product of the secret technique inside their Tianmomen to prevent the disciples of the sect from rebelling.

That's why they gathered here and found a high-sounding excuse for themselves in advance.

"Agree..."

"Reconsideration..."

More than a dozen disciples were heartbroken, and they bit their index fingers and pressed their fingerprints on the contract.

The bearded and somewhat wretched-looking inner disciple smiled at each other.

Put away the contract.

"Now let's take this opportunity to act separately! Wait for an hour, if the disciples and elders in front of the mountain gate have not dispersed, we will gather at the small waterfall in the back mountain."

The reason for doing this is because the two of them are hard-core disciples of Wanwusheng.

It is of course beneficial to them that all living beings re-emerge.

Once Lao Tzu and Wang Tang have practiced some miraculous skills and passed the test, or his cultivation base has been greatly improved.

Kill Wan Wusheng, Yang Hun and others.

Then those faction disciples who used to belong to the life of all things might be liquidated.

Unless you run away early.

Otherwise, with the rules and punishments of the Heavenly Demon Sect, the result would probably be disastrous.

With a thud.

The bearded man led the crowd towards the important node of the mountain protection formation.

It is estimated that this change was not guessed by all creatures and even many Tianmo sect members.

It's just that I don't know how much the actions and efforts of their disciples can play.

Not only their group left.

Some deacons and handyman disciples also left the most critical area of ​​the mountain gate after changing their expressions a few times, and headed towards the interior of the Tianmo sect.

In the square in front of Tianmo Gate, Yang Hun smiled calmly.

With his ability, he can clearly understand the psychological emotions and small thoughts of the disciples of Tianmomen.

He could have broken into the Heavenly Demon Sect early in the morning, and it would not be difficult to break through the mountain protection formation directly.

But he has his own ideas.

Such a good sect resident, coupled with such a large number of Tianmo sect disciples who are not low in cultivation base and strength.

How can it be wasted and simply destroyed.

With such a vast area of ​​the Far West and the Western Regions, there are not many people under his command, so it's nothing to rely on himself.

"Buzzing..."

The piercing sound came from nowhere, and it kept ringing from the sky.

Like ants scratching at the heart.

While making people uncomfortable, there is also an indescribable aggrieved feeling.

Wan Wusheng's expression changed drastically.

Because he has already noticed from this changing aura that has oppressed him for hundreds of years,

The person who made him unable to show his strengths all his life and could only be aggrieved as the second child finally came out.

A mighty coercion descended like the sky collapsing.

The sword light that was still actively attacking the mountain gate formation instantly shattered, turning into dust and dissipating.

at this time.

Whether in the formation or on the square, Wanbisheng and others all looked towards the sky at the same time.

I saw that there was only one tripod and one gun standing in the sky like the center of the whole world.

Wang Tang, who was wearing a black magic dragon robe, had his hands behind his back and his hair fluttered in the wind.

The coercion of the heavenly realm and the breath like the will of heaven are displayed without any scruples.

The faces of many low-cultivation disciples of the Tianmo Sect were stunned.

"Hahaha, my disciples, after so many years of cultivation, why are you still so timid?"

"I'm out of the customs now. With my cultivation and supernatural powers, who is my opponent in Kyushu and the world."

Wang Tang, standing on the edge of the black spear in the sky, laughed and said.

There is quite an arrogance of a peerless demon cultivator.

Wang Tang's gaze was full of murderous intent and swept towards Yang Hun's direction, and he stayed on Wan Wusheng's body for a few more times.

With a cold snort, he said in a murderous voice.

"The traitor, not only surrendered, but also brought this scourge back to the Heavenly Demon Sect. This account will be settled with you after I solve him."

Wan Wusheng felt the murderous intent emanating from these eyes, and stepped back a few steps unconsciously.

Cold sweat poured out unconsciously on his forehead, and his heart jumped up.

Wang Tang's strength really became stronger and stronger, and he jumped a lot in this short period of time.

.....

I really don't know if Yang Hun next to him can deal with him?

But now the two are grasshoppers tied to the same rope, and it is impossible for him to defect.

Because Wang Tang's personality flaws must be reported, and he knew it in his heart.

He could only place his hopes on Yang Hun's unfathomable cultivation.

Yang Hun couldn't help sitting up from the reclining chair, narrowing his eyes.

"It's finally here. Sure enough, the young man's identity is definitely related to the Celestial Human Race, and he even refined Jiuding for you."

……

"That's right, so the name of this treasure is Jiuding, which quite fits the image of Kyushu, Dingding Kyushu!"

"It is bound to prove that I will be able to decide the Kyushu in a short time, and push the momentum of the Tianmomen to the maximum."

With a sneer on his face, Wang Tang took the Jiuding floating on his left into his body.

Self-confidence also swelled to the extreme with the skyrocketing strength.

"And you, became a stepping stone on my way forward, and was crushed into powder by me."

"war!"

The faint smile on Yang Hun's face disappeared, and the aura around him gradually became dignified.

Grabbing Void in his hand, a multicolored magic sword with dazzling light appeared.

Here and now, there is not much to say, there is only one battle.

The Jiuding belongs to him, and the tripod in Wang Tang's hand must be taken back by him.

Wang Tang held a black long spear, and when his aura reached its peak, his fighting spirit also reached its peak.

Regardless of Yang Hun's origin, how many cards he has.

At this time, with the help of Jiuding, he is in an invincible state, blocking and killing gods.

"I've heard about my name for a long time, let's fight today, let you try my unique spell!"

"Flaming Black Spear!"

The black spear is like a dragon, bursting out with thousands of points of light, and Wang Tang has disappeared from the world.

There were attacks from black guns all around.

The Jiuding, which has been refined for more than half, entered the body, pushing Wang Tang's cultivation base and physique from the late stage of the Celestial Immortal to the peak of the Celestial Immortal in an instant.

Even his Tianxin law has reached the peak state that a celestial being can practice.

This kind of cultivation base and law add to the body, plus the black spear, which is also a low-grade magic weapon of the heavens.

The attack and power emitted are naturally terrifying.

Within a thousand miles, only the shadow of a gun falling from the sky can be seen, and there is no sunshine or blue sky at all.

If it falls below, I'm afraid it will destroy the entire Tianmo Mountain.

Yang Hun, who was the main target of the black spear attack, was as weak as a speck of dust under the reflection of the spear.

"Good, good, good..."

Both disciples and elders of Tianmomen cheered together, cheering for their ancestor Wang Tang.

The momentum shook the entire mountain range.

"Good come!"

Yang Hun didn't move at all, his face was as calm as a lake, and the magic sword in his hand fell off by itself.

A chaotic light not more than two meters long flashed, floating above his head at a height not more than half a foot away from him.

He didn't use Xianli protection or use the power of law.

Even Wang Tang who attacked could not help cursing secretly.

I was too careful when I started.

If he had known that Yang Hun's character was like this, he should not bother to care about the boundaries, and just go out to deal with it.