Reborn As An Interstellar Giant Mosquito

Looking at the Taoist's actions, who was the person who slapped me just now, if not him?

But at the same time, the elder's heart suddenly sank.

So fast.

He is a top-notch expert, but he didn't even see the opponent's movements clearly. Who is this person?

"You actually hurt me on your own initiative. As expected, evil cultivators are moody. My colleagues, please take action together to eradicate this big demon."

he roared.

But the people around him were all under the shocking speed of the Taoist priest at this moment, and no one could react.

In other words, even if someone reacts, they can attack a top-notch master so quickly and escape completely, beating the top-notch master without even being able to fight back?

They are not stupid.

"This slap is just a small punishment. You humiliate me for no reason, and I have a reason to punish you."

Jia Yan was not moved at all, and said eloquently: "You said that those who practice blood evil are all evil demons. I will show you what the real path of blood evil cultivation looks like."

Buzz.

Jia Yan did not show any evil demeanor, and even punished this person, which only gave people a strong sense of business.

It seems that if this person didn't act recklessly, Jia Yan wouldn't look at him twice.

As Taoist Jia Yan finished speaking, his body surface bloomed with blood red color, and a terrifying bloody smell that only belongs to the masters at the top of the evil evil spirit cultivation went straight into the sky.

"Is he such a big devil?"

"How many people must be killed to achieve such shocking evil?"

"Damn it, even if the masters of the seven major sects present join forces, I don't know if they can take him down."

In an instant, everyone was like a frightened bird, and one after another they burst into shock.

But Jia Yan seemed not to notice it. After surprising the whole audience, he suddenly restrained himself, and all the energy and blood in his body was withdrawn into his body without any hindrance.

This time, he could retract and release it freely, as if he was not the one who unleashed the evil spirit just now.

"you……"

The face of the elder master who insulted Jia Yanxing suddenly changed several times. He was a little stunned and a little depressed.

"How about it, do you understand?"

Jia Yan actually asked something that left others confused.

"I understand. Your Excellency's methods are all-powerful. I admire you." The man bowed and bowed down from a distance. There was a wry smile on his face.

"For the sake of the common people, I will spare your life. From now on, go back to your sect and practice hard. If you let me hear the news about you walking around in the world again, I will definitely kill you." Rao."

"yes."

The man gritted his teeth, looked back at the head of his sect in the meeting hall, and bowed helplessly from a distance. Then he took his young and talented apprentice and flew directly into the sky towards the direction of his sect.

"Master, what's going on?"

Wang Meier, who was on the sidelines, watched for a long time and couldn't figure out what was going on.

When she asked this question, others immediately praised her, because what she asked was what countless witnesses wanted to ask.

Jia Yan is under the spotlight, but he doesn't feel nervous at all, and he doesn't seem to have any emotional ups and downs. People can't help but wonder whether this Taoist has truly seen through the world of mortals and has no emotional waves towards external objects.

His temples were drooped, and his eyes were calm as he said: "My master has shown evil aura. If any practitioner sees this bloody evil aura, they will misunderstand that I am a peerless great devil, because this kind of evil aura can only be seen by a peerless great demon." It can only be cultivated with the head.”

"ah?"

Wang Meier's eyes stared straight, and the onlookers all took half a step back.

Is this real? Taoist priest Xiexian admitted that he was a big devil.

"but……"

It turns out there is a twist.

"Pindao has converged back to that bloody evil aura. Those who understand will naturally understand that this aura is just converted by Pindao with normal energy. The elder just now seems to have some understanding of the evil aura, so he can read it. Pindao is fundamentally different from the kind of evil spirit he understands."

"Master is so awesome."

Wang Meier, incarnate as a teammate shouting 666, her big eyes full of admiration.

A top-notch master, after being shown off his skills by his master, ran back to retreat in despair. What is this called? This is called a soldier who subdues others without fighting.

But she didn't expect another point. The elder-level master understood that the evil spirit that Taoist Jia Yan had just tested was far beyond what he could deal with. He might even be a step ahead of their leader. If he really wanted to continue fighting If the Taoist continues to entangle, he may be defeated and killed, and even the sect will provoke a powerful enemy. Therefore, with his clever reaction, it is better to find out the Taoist's intention and return to the sect to retreat, which can be regarded as saving face.

"Everyone, let's continue the competition in the ring. Please don't blame me for the delay in progress caused by Pindao."

Jia Yan was still the same as before, showing no complacency at all for being out of the limelight. After apologizing to all parties, he floated down the ring in a clear cloud.

"This Taoist priest is so handsome."

"A cultivator must have the popularity of this Taoist priest."

"He is truly a role model for our generation."

No matter what, the show of leisure Taoist master is destined to remain famous for eternity.

Looking inside the meeting hall, pairs of eyes were watching the situation outside. Everyone was frowning, but no one seemed to say anything.

Even the heads of the seven major sects where the elder belonged were speechless after trying to speak several times but then stopping.

"Haha, this one... is quite surprising."

There were seven high-level officials from the seven sects who were so thirsty that they laughed aloud.

The others did not respond and fell into deep thought.

I thought that the so-called idle Taoist, no matter how strong he was, was only at the level of masters like them. There were seven sects here, so we were still afraid that he could not succeed alone.

But the bloody aura just now made people feel uneasy.

This is the breath of blood evil.

There is a reason why the devil cultivates blood evil and does not hesitate to become neither human nor ghost.

Blood Fiend can make people double or even several times increase their physical combat power out of thin air. Even though there are many restrictions and sequelae, there are still a large number of practitioners who do not hesitate to embark on the path of no return due to various reasons.

But... what if the sequelae disappear?

And a person who has mastered this kind of blood evil cultivation technique without sequelae has the strength of a first-class master. After he burst out the blood evil strength, his strength doubled or even more out of thin air. Who else in Anguo can do this? enemy?

This is the reason why everyone is silent.

The seven sects of Anguo have been fighting against each other for so many years. It is precisely because their strengths are so different that there has never been any super master who can turn the tide and resolve the grievances and grievances of the seven sects by himself, so it has been dragged down like this.

But today, a super master appears who seems to surpass them all in terms of combat power.

There was silence in the entire meeting hall.

The competition for interests just now seems to have become a joke. Whoever fights for these when there are super masters is not a clown.

Suddenly, the prince sitting in the royal position smiled lightly.

He stood up and said bluntly: "Everyone, if you are afraid of this Taoist, there is no need to do so."

"Your Majesty, why do you say that?"

The person from the royal family is the younger brother of the current Holy Emperor. He is also the strongest among the royal family and has reached the level of a first-class master.

This person said exaggeratedly: "He is just a strong man among the first-class masters. Even if we try our best, there is no way in the world that we can besiege the undead. Besides, the royal family has its own arrangements, so you can continue with the original agenda."

The prince sat down again, but the many masters below him had their own agendas, and even more of them frowned.

You must know that the seven major sects are not monolithic. More than half of them have never surrendered to the royal family. Therefore, they failed to take the reassurance given by the royal family and even became a little wary.

There aren't any super masters in the royal family, right?

If there is……

Everyone was secretly shocked.

The idle Taoist acted calmly all the way in Anguo. He would not offend anyone unless they offended him. As long as he did not provoke others, I am afraid that with his popularity, he would not get involved in Anguo's affairs. But if the royal family had a super master, things would be different. .

The heads of several sects who had no loyalty to the royal family looked at each other for a few times, and their eyebrows became more solemn.

Several high-level officials from the Seven Factions here were enjoying the arena match in the meeting hall while continuing to discuss matters. However, everyone was a little distracted and the topics they talked about were nonsensical.

The arena match at the other end, however, was not going on under Jia Yan and was proceeding normally.

Most of the master practitioners present were third-rate or second-rate people. They did not have a strong understanding of the amazing evil spirit displayed by the talented and idle Taoist, and thought that they were only first-rate masters at most.

It is not surprising that the idle Taoist has already been recognized as a first-class master, and now he has the evil spirit methods of a first-class master.

So after the small commotion, the ring competition continued.

The young man Xiao Wu and Wang Mei'er had already fought in the first round of battle, so Jia Yan no longer paid so much attention to the two 'master clones'.

No matter whether it was the astonishing talent of a young man who had succeeded, or the young talent who had no choice but to enter the ring, or the third-rate master who concealed his sword in a smile, nothing could attract his attention.

"Wow, Master, look, that Taoist just now was so powerful. Your friend is so powerful. Master, are you..."

This little Wu didn't pay much attention to the battles of other opponents. Instead, he rode with great interest and followed the beggar Jia Yan, obsessed with the matter of 'the relationship between the Taoist and the master'.

In summary, he wanted to know, since the Taoist who is his good friend has such methods, is his master also so powerful?

If so, wouldn't he have truly found the strongest backer?

Beggars have different personalities from Taoists, they are informal.

Tired of hearing this, he stretched out his hand and struck Xiao Wu on the head with lightning speed. Tears almost burst from his eyes. He squatted on the ground holding his head, looking in excruciating pain.

"If you bother me again, you will not only lose your mind next time. Let me tell you, since my master and this Taoist priest and his apprentice are victorious, it means that he and I are equally equal, and no one can defeat him." Who, do you understand? Ask the master if you are angry again."

"Oh, I know, hahaha."

Xiao Wu held the swollen half of his head and jumped up happily.

Of course you have to jump. The master has admitted it himself. He is on par with the Taoist in strength. However, the Taoist has only just shown some strength. Maybe his strength is more than what outsiders can see. So, isn't his master also different? The strength of inseparability?

This kind of thigh is actually his own master? Xiao Wu couldn't help but shed tears. You must know that the evil sect he wanted to worship at the beginning was only a third-rate sect. He never expected that he would be picked up by his master on the road and become the apprentice of a first-rate master. What is this called? This is called magnificent luck.

People around him heard the conversation between the master and the disciple, and they felt all kinds of things at the same time.

Everyone is envious and jealous.

Xiao Wu, a young man who looks like he is only eleven or twelve years old, can meet such a master master at this age and already has the ability of a second-rate master. This is too exaggerated.

They have been working hard for half their lives, but their strength may not be as strong as that of Xiaowu. People are missing a good master.

By the way, does this beggar have an old relationship with that idle Taoist?

This is important information.

The deputy head of the sect next to the beggar Jia Yan also had a gloomy expression for a moment.

Then Weiran sighed.

If these two people are old friends and have similar strength, and if the Taoist just now is a super first-class master, they can still find ways to deal with it, but if they are together, there will be nothing they can do.

Just as he was about to leave, the beggar stretched out his crutch with a dragon head and hooked the deputy master.

"This friend, didn't you just say that you want to be friends? Why do you have to leave so simply? Sit down, it's easy to talk about friends."

He held the man dumbfounded, and the two sat down, drinking and chatting. The only difference was that the leader was secretly weeping.

Yes, you can't even go there to tip off people.

The next battle seems to be quite simple.

The two boys and girls passed through the competition all the way, and the other seeded players of the seven major sects, for some unknown reason, deliberately avoided these two young people in the next match. Find Shuyuan www.zhaoｓshuyuan.com

The masters of the seven major factions who avoided them miraculously won the whole battle, so I have to say that the strength of the seven major factions is still there, it just depends on who they compete with.

In the later stage, after other folk masters were eliminated, it was inevitable that the two of them began to encounter the remaining three masters of the seven major sects.

"I surrender."

A female fairy who came on stage shook her head bitterly and walked off the stage.

She is the only female disciple among the seven major sects. Their sect is weaker than other sects. She is already the only seeded player in this sect this year, and may even surpass the other sects' seeded players and win the championship.

But with these two young girls, she suddenly felt that there was no hope of winning.

It's better to retire, maybe she will have a chance to participate next time.

Xiao Wu, who naturally got the next promotion, looked at the girl who came on stage after him with interest.

The two passed each other, and Xiao Wu suddenly became interested and said calmly: "I hope you can win, because if you lose, I won't be able to complete the order given to me by the master."

Wang Mei'er thought that this boy had recognized her, but looking back and seeing the arrogant look on the young man's face, she knew that this elm-headed boy had not recognized her yet.

She snorted coldly: "I will win, and you don't have to complete the orders given to you by your master, because I will win with you."