There’s No One I Can’t Mess With

"Look, isn't that a disciple of Yunwu Holy Land!"

At this moment, some cultivators gathered around, saw the real Chaoyang dressed up, and said immediately.

"Yes, look at the clothes on this person, this is the core disciple of Yunwu Holy Land!"

A monk explained.

Yunwu Holy Land is divided into ordinary disciples, inner disciples, and core disciples.

Each of the core disciples is at least a monk in the Mahayana realm.

The Chaoyang real person in front of him has reached the peak of the Mahayana period, which shows that even among the core disciples, it is a very high-status existence.

"Who are those people who actually offended the core disciples of Yunwu Holy Land, it seems that they are dead!"

Some monks began to guess.

After all, they are disciples of the Holy Land, and in their eyes, Lin Nan and the others are just casual cultivators in the Yuan Ying period. The two are not at the same level.

"Oh, the two female dolls are only six years old, and they have reached the Nascent Soul Stage. If they are placed outside, I don't know how many holy places are planning to accept them as disciples. What a pity."

There were also monks who saw Lin Momo and Ling'er, who had reached the Yuan Ying stage at the age of six, and they were peerless geniuses.

It's just that now, facing the misty sacred disciples at the peak of the Mahayana period, I am afraid they will only die.

A genius who died is not a genius.

But at this time, Lin Momo heard the words of the Taoist Chaoyang, but walked out slowly, glanced at him faintly, and said, "Isn't it just pinching an ant to death, what's the fuss!"

hiss!

Lin Momo's words fell in the ears of everyone, and the monks who were watching immediately took a breath.

Squeeze an ant to death! This is simply too arrogant!

"Arrogant, really arrogant."

"Which kids in this family are so rampant!"

"Who can bear this, let alone the core disciple of Yunwu Holy Land, even Lao Tzu can't help but want to make a move!"

The group of monks who were onlookers were amazed, and the look at Lin Momo in their eyes became extremely exciting.

Even Liu Ruqing glanced at Lin Nan, and said with a bit of complaint, "Look at you, you broke both daughters!"

But Lin Nan laughed, "This is my daughter, like me!"

As for the real Chaoyang person, his face had become extremely gloomy at this time, as if water could drip out.

"Okay, very good, in that case, I will send you on the road to avenge my brother!"

After speaking, the real Chaoyang person flipped his hand, and a long sword appeared in his hand.

As soon as the sword came out, it made a crisp sound, like a trembling dragon's roar, which made people tremble.

"This, this is probably the best magic weapon!"

Seeing the long sword in Chaoyang Zhenren's hand, someone exclaimed.

The best spirit treasure is really powerful, second only to the existence of holy objects.

If it is a general casual cultivator, even if it reaches the stage of harmony, I am afraid there is not a top-quality spiritual treasure. But the disciple of this cloud holy place in front of him holds the best spirit treasure, which makes people sigh that the disciple of the holy place is rich in wealth.

"Well, this is the real person Chaoyang, the core disciple of our Yunwu Sacred Land, and the future Saint Child candidate!"

At this moment, seeing the enviable gazes of the people around him, the cultivator of the fit stage beside the real person Chaoyang also stood up proudly and said proudly.

hiss!

At this time, everyone was even more shocked.

The core disciples are not too shocking, after all, there are many core disciples in every holy place. But the future selection of Saint Son is really incredible.

You must know that the Son of every Holy Land is the supreme existence. In the Holy Land, I am afraid that only a small number of elders and holy masters can override it.

And the Chaoyang Taoist in front of him might be the candidate for the future saint son, showing his boundless future.

At this time, the Taoist Chaoyang also looked proudly, looking at Lin Momo, as if there was a trace of pity in his eyes.

After all, the talent of the little girl in front of him was no less than him, even much stronger than him. But unfortunately, he is about to die now.

The pleasure of killing a genius made his face show a trace of hideousness.

Huh!

The Taoist Chaoyang stopped talking and swung his sword forward.

Suddenly, a white light was sparked from the Chaoyang Taoist's best magic weapon, like lightning, and instantly reached Lin Momo's face.

The white light was like a dragon, with a trace of Taoism shining on it, which made people feel terrified.

However, Lin Momo had an indifferent expression at this time, and he didn't pay attention to the opponent at all.

A cultivator at the peak of the Mahayana period, Lin Momo didn't know how many beheaded before. Even if it was a monk in the realm of true immortality, no fewer than a hundred died in the hands of Lin Momo.

Until the white light was less than three feet away from him, Lin Momo slowly raised his small palm and slapped it out.

Hum!

A phantom shadow evolved in the palm, and the white light was enveloped in an instant.

Then, in the incredible eyes of everyone, the white light of Taoist Chaoyang was instantly defeated.

Not only that, the phantom shadow of Lin Momo's palm did not dissipate, and once again enveloped the Taoist Chaoyang.

"What? How is this possible!"

Someone in the crowd saw this scene and exclaimed in disbelief.

"Isn't this little girl in Yuanying stage? How could it be so strong!"

Lin Momo's attack completely subverted their imagination and made them feel incredible.

A monk in the Nascent Soul stage, under the attack of the subversive powerhouse in the Mahayana stage, was so easy to defeat the opponent's attack. And it seems that there is still room left.

"Unbelievable, really unbelievable. A female doll of the Nascent Soul Stage, with such strength, if I change me, I am afraid I will be even more arrogant than her!"

An onlooker shook his head and sighed, sighing.

Just now, he felt that Lin Momo was too arrogant to speak, but now he found that people have arrogant capital.

If you change to yourself, I am afraid it will be more rampant than the other party.

Without strength, that's arrogance. The strength is strong enough, it is just humble.

"not good!"

At this moment, facing Lin Momo's huge palm phantom, Taoist Chaoyang only felt a breath of death, running from his back to the back of his head, making him startled in a cold sweat.

His figure quickly dodges to the side, trying to avoid Lin Momo's attack.

However, what Lin Momo displayed was the Daluo Destruction Heaven Palm, how powerful it was. Although it was not enough to exert only 10% of the strength now, it was not something that a cultivator of the Mahayana realm could avoid.

boom!

Then, in the eyes of everyone, the Chaoyang Taoist at the peak of the Mahayana period was directly slapped into a **** mist and killed on the spot.

hiss!

Seeing this scene, the ordinary disciple of Yunwu Holy Land suddenly took a breath.

He was stunned, staring at Lin Momo in a daze, with an unbelievable look in his eyes.

After a few breaths, he exclaimed, "You are over, you are really over... You are all going to die! Do you know who you killed? That is our future son!"

Future Son!

In his mind, the real Chaoyang person will become a great figure in the holy son of Yunwu Holy Land in the future, and it is not impossible to even become the holy master of the holy land in the future.

Chaoyang Zhenren is his future backer!

But now, he was slapped to death by a six-year-old female doll, and the death was so miserable, how could he accept it.