Super Shinto Lord

After leaving Qingsun Peak, Yu Guihai went to Taijin Peak, but Zhenren Wu still didn't come back.

He then directly returned to Lian Yin Peak.

As always, it was gloomy and deserted here, the dark fog filled the air during the day, and hardly anyone could be seen on the ground.

Yu Guihai returned to his cave, and after a little observation, he found several traces.

Someone came in while he wasn't there.

He sneered and waved his hand gently. A yin fire swept through the cave, burning all the places, and any insignificant foreign objects were burned into nothingness.

......

Not long after Yu Guihai came back, someone called the door outside.

When he came out, he saw that it was an unknown Qi-refining disciple, wearing the clothes of an inner disciple of Refining Yin Peak, with a hint of pride on his face.

Not far away, there were several people watching, as if watching the excitement.

Seeing Yu Guihai, this man didn't salutation, he looked at it like a servant, and then asked, "Are you Yu Guihai?"

"Um?"

Yu Guihai was stunned for a moment, then smiled faintly.

Boom~~

A black sky thunder slammed down, and the man turned into ashes, and he didn't even utter a scream.

There were bursts of exclamations, and the disciples who were watching were all shocked and inexplicable when they saw this scene.

"Come here and tell me, who is this kid?"

Yu Guihai glanced at it, pointed at a person, and said lightly.

"Predecessor, senior, spare, spare your life."

This man is a pale-faced young man, with two arms fighting each other, his body is like a sieve, and he looks useless.

"Answer well, don't be like this person who is ignorant, I won't kill you."

Yu Guihai chuckled lightly.

"Many, thank you seniors. This, this person is a famous genius of the Huang family, Huang Aotian." The person replied.

"Huang Family." Yu Guihai sneered.

Of course, the Huang family knows that one of the four major families of Lianyin Peak, a thousand-year-old family, has held the power of Lianyin Peak for hundreds of years. The family genius should be somewhat arrogant.

It's a pity, you shouldn't pretend to be in front of him!

Pretending to be struck by lightning! This famous saying from the past life is true!

"What's your name?" he asked.

"Brother, disciple, Ma Xiaoyun." The young man replied.

"...Good name. Are you from the Ma family?" Yu Guihai asked with a smile.

"Yes Yes."

"They are also from your four families?" Yu Guihai pointed to the other onlookers.

"All, all."

"What are you doing here?"

"Come, come and invite you to go, go, have a banquet."

"Let's lead the way!" Yu Guihai said.

"What? Uh, okay, okay. Senior please!" Ma Xiaoyun was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly said.

......

Yu Guihai followed a few people all the way to a large cave at the height of Lianyin Peak.

"Senior, here we are!" Ma Xiaoyun stopped and said respectfully.

"Well." Yu Guihai stepped inside.

As soon as I entered, I saw twenty or so real people sitting inside, all of them sitting in the hall below, and the main seat at the top was empty.

When he came, most of these people were arguing, blushing, jumping and scolding the streets. They didn't look like real people discussing matters at all, but rather like a quarrel with market shrew.

Although the remaining four or five people didn't quarrel, they huddled in the corner with the old **** present, closed their eyes and rested, as if it was nothing to do with them.

When they saw Yu Guihai coming in, everyone glanced at him casually and continued their own business. No one looked at each other directly.

No one in the corner greeted him.

Yu Guihai glanced at the cave and walked towards it.

He walked straight to the main seat as if he was strolling in the courtyard. When someone got in the way, he pushed them away.

"Huh? What are you doing?"

The cultivator who was pushed away was caught off guard. He stumbled and almost fell. After he stood firm, he pointed at Yu Guihai and shouted angrily.

Yu Guihai turned a deaf ear, took a few steps to the main seat, sat down, and looked down at the bottom expressionlessly.

"Uh?"

The cave suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at the man on the main seat in amazement, but did not respond for a while.

After a while, someone sneered and said, "Hey, this is a strong dragon! We local snakes, should we bow our heads and be courtiers! Haha."

"Haha, Daoyou Huang, I didn't expect you to be such a softball! You have to kowtow to this kid." A fat black man sneered.

"Fuck you, Lu Heizi, what I'm saying is ironic, you can't hear it!" The popular man said in a panic.

"Don't let that useless fart, I think your kid has eaten the gall of a bear's heart and a leopard, and you are tired and crooked! Can you sit in this main seat?" A stocky real person jumped out and jumped to an empty Where people blocked, he pointed at Yu Guihai and cursed.

"Noisy!"

Yu Guihai sneered.

A big white hand suddenly slapped the short and sturdy real person on the ground. The whole person was sunk into a hard stone, covered in blood, and his breath was dying.

The arrogance of the crowd suddenly stagnated.

This short and sturdy real person is not a weak person, but a strong person of the sixth floor of the Zifu period. Among them, he is considered to be at the middle and upper level.

This kid really has some strength!

In the corner, several real people who pretended to be dead also opened their eyes at this time, watching the development with burning eyes.

After a while, everyone reacted, and an old man stood up and said coldly, "Fellow Daoist Yu, it's a bit too much for you to do this."

"What happened? This person pointed at me and yelled at me. I didn't kill him, and I've already forgiven him."

Yu Guihai asked indifferently.

"Hahaha, for so many years, this old man has never seen such a mad and rebellious fellow Daoist! Could it be that you think you can do whatever you want with a little strength!" The old man laughed in anger and shouted loudly.

At this moment, someone suddenly rushed in from outside, and he cried loudly as soon as he entered the door: "It's not good, it's not good, Young Master Aotian was killed!"

"What? What's the matter? Wasn't he okay just now?"

When everyone heard this, a real person from the Huang family rushed forward, grabbed the person by the neck and asked with red eyes.

This person is Huang Aotian's father, Huang Meng, the head of the Huang family.

"He, he went to invite the newly promoted real person, and he was killed if he disagreed!" The visitor replied tremblingly.

"asshole!"

Huang Meng threw the future man out the door, turned around suddenly, looked at Yu Guihai with red eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "Yu, Gui, Hai, how dare you?"

"Humph! If Huang Aotian commits a crime, he deserves death. I dealt with him in line with the rules. Do you have anything to say?"

Yu Guihai narrowed his eyes and sneered.

He came here to find fault, and then take the opportunity to take revenge, and rectify the Lianyin Peak, so as to revive the reputation of Lianyin Peak later.

The more angry these people turned, the happier he was.

"Dare to kill my son, I will kill you!"

Huang Meng shouted angrily, his body exuding a powerful spiritual power fluctuation, and he had a powerful cultivation base of the eighth floor of the Zifu period.

As soon as he stretched out his palm, a rusty ancient lamp appeared.

The ancient lantern ignited a reddish white flame, emitting a powerful magic weapon fluctuation, which turned out to be a high-grade magic weapon.

Huang Meng shook it gently, and as the lights flickered, a strange force shot towards Yu Guihai.

Immediately afterwards ~www.readwn.com~ a black figure walked out of him, holding a pitch-black short stick in his hand.

The black figure disappeared in a flash, then appeared beside Yu Guihai, raised the short stick in his hand, and hit Yu Guihai's head.

This is Huang Meng's natural yin god. And the pitch-black short stick also flickered with the fluctuations of the mid-grade magic weapon.

As soon as Huang Meng made his move, he revealed the background of the patriarch of the big family. Neither his strength nor the two magical instruments could be compared by ordinary real people.

"Patriarch Huang is really amazing! This lamp and mourning stick are specifically aimed at the soul, and even an ordinary late-stage real person from the Purple Mansion can't take it."

Everyone stared at Yu Guihai, wanting to see the scene where he was severely injured and even fell directly.

pfft~~~

As soon as that strange power approached Yu Guihai, it disappeared even more strangely.

Huang Meng's life was even worse. He raised the mourning stick, and before he could drop it, a **** hand directly strangled his neck.

The big hand stretched out from Yu Guihai's body, and with a slight twist, it broke Huang Meng's neck.

puff~~

A light sound like a fart came, and Huang Meng's yin **** of life collapsed directly, and the mourning stick fell to the ground, making a clanging sound.

However, below is as quiet as death!

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