Brother Dao Committed Evil Again

Yi Yi looked at the shivering little boy hiding behind him, and touched his head, "Your name is Qian'er, right? Uncle Shi intends to take you to a carefree place, and there are many more. Little friends play with you, do you think it's okay?"

"I..." The little boy named Qian'er's eyes lit up, then dimmed again, and he refused without thinking, "I'm sorry, uncle, I want to accompany my mother, and I'm not going anywhere."

"Haha... Silly child, naturally you want your mother to accompany you and will not separate you."

After speaking, he looked at Xi Mo, "Junior sister, do you want to leave?"

Xi Mo bowed to him gratefully, "Thank you, thank you brother! I've caused you trouble again."

"There's no need to be polite. Just, what else do you have to explain, such as... What should this man do?"

Ren Yi pointed at the crooked man on the ground.

She knew that Senior Brother is a man of great ability, and with his support at the moment, what else should she be afraid of?

Zizhen straightened his back and looked at the crooked man with gnashing teeth, "I want him to live well, life is worse than death, life is not as good as a wild dog, I want him to be reviled and beaten by the world, and I want him to regret it, Why was born a man and not a beast."

Xi Mo's words contained too much hatred, which made people feel chills, and no one understood what she had experienced in the past few years.

However, one thing can be seen, her hatred is overwhelming and her anger is hard to control. If the disabled man was not a monk, she would have chopped it into meat and fed it to the dog.

The pride in Xi Mo's bones has been flattened by a series of misfortunes. She hates the world and the men who hurt her.

However, as a mother, she still has the only love, the thin and frail child who is only five years old. If it wasn't for him, she would have died a hundred years ago.

"Hey... don't let the children see this, you two go first."

With a wave of any big hand, the mother and son were sent into the Guiling World by him.

At the same time, he also sent a voice transmission to the second senior brother, asking him to take care of the mother and son.

Today, as his cultivation has skyrocketed, he has become more and more free to do whatever he wants with the control of the Spiritual World. He no longer needs to travel back and forth between the Spiritual World and the real world. He only needs a voice transmission to explain.

The second senior brother was originally just a pretty happy foodie, but Yi Yi found that he was very friendly in dealing with people and things, and was very good at taking care of people, so he resolutely handed over the job of housekeeper to him.

Not to mention that the second senior brother wailed that he had another mission, but said that a person in the yard saw the mother and son disappear out of thin air, but it caused a lot of waves.

The leader of the guards with a sword lined up the crowd, and for the first time looked at any of this young monk who was too young, "Do you have a magic weapon in the small world? How can you pretend to be a person?"

"Hmph, what if there is, what if not?"

Either shrugged and asked lazily.

With one foot on the bench, he took out a pocket of melon seeds and ate it with the other, and at the end he didn't forget to throw a bag to Lan Ling.

"Girl, why can't you watch a play without melon seeds, you can eat some too."

Lan Ling was overwhelmed. This is probably his last stock. This man doesn't like to eat these snacks. In the beginning, it was prepared for her.

It's just that she was very worried at the time, and casually said that she didn't like to eat these, so he didn't bother, he still stubbornly bought some and took them on the road.

Now, it is to share. She had mixed feelings in her heart, and her heart was sweet for a while, sour for a while, and stuffy for a while, and she couldn't tell why.

However, she was also free and easy, after struggling for a while, she simply took out a rattan chair and sat down, generously nibbling melon seeds and watching a play with him.

With such a casual attitude, the two did not take the guards with knives seriously. The leader was angry from the bottom of his heart, thinking about something and restraining himself, trying to raise a fairly kind smile, and chatting with any one.

"This Daoist brother must have come from outside, and he doesn't quite understand the rules here."

"What are the rules? It's just the strong ones who have the final say, don't talk so much, either get out of the way, or stay and be a beast with this man on the ground!"

The crooked man was lying on the ground, and he hummed to win the sympathy of the guards with knives and asked them to help him out. Hearing this, he immediately sat up.

"You... you are the beast! Can you speak human words? Grandpa can also arrange it?"

"Puff puff~~~"

The melon seed skins in either mouth were all "squeaky" and stabbed into the man's face, "What are you doing, you are a beast, not as good as a pig or a dog."

He just finished speaking, and everyone was surprised to find that the man with the crooked mouth had the dense skin of the melon seeds stuck on his face, but the animal language actually spit out from his mouth, "Wang Wang Wang ~ hum hum hum ~ ~ snort ~ ~ goooo~"

No one knew what happened to him, and the leader scolded him angrily: "Second Wu, have you lost your mind? Talk to me!"

The disabled man pointed at his mouth in a panic, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

This young man, just a casual sentence, turned out to be true. So who wants to die, isn't it just a matter of words?

No wonder he is so calm, he is not afraid of being surrounded by so many of them, and he is still thinking about watching a play, and directly despises their existence.

If anyone has such ability, anyone can play with others so unscrupulously.

Thinking of this, everyone's momentum has dropped again and again, who would dare to fight against this man again? This is not an old birthday star who hangs himself, because his life is too long.

Everyone, look at me, I look at you, no one dares to test, and has already retreated.

They can't, there's always someone who can.

"Where did the Taoist priest come from to spread wildness in my territory?"

A strong and majestic voice resounded in the air, and everyone looked up, but it was Mengtian, the world master of Hongmeng Great World. At this moment, the sword was in the void, overlooking the crowd.

He was wearing a cloak, and the wind in the void made a hula-la sound, making his appearance unusually cool.

"Yeah! The Lord of the World has come forward, and now there is a good-looking person."

"Humph! Let's see how crazy he can go, do you really think that no one in our world can cure him?"

"Haha... Now, it's our turn to watch the play. We'll see him crying and repenting later."

...

Everyone, you and I are not lively, but they are not optimistic about any one.

Neither of them looked at the so-called world lord, but just buried their heads and kowtowed to their own seeds, and said casually: "Your Excellency is standing so high, you are not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue?"

"Young born boy, do you know that it is easy to break through the past, so don't be too arrogant."

The realm master stood with his hands behind his back and did not look at him.

"Of course I know this principle, the question is, do you know that?" Ren Yi asked back.

"Old man? Humph!" Mengtian's calm face showed a hint of anger, "I am at the peak of the Spring and Autumn Period. Are you provoking me by saying this?"

"You just saw it, you're not too stupid."

Either tilted his neck, and a melon seed was thrown, which was accurately caught by his mouth.

The arrogance of this attitude makes anyone want to beat him up when he sees it.

Lan Ling glanced at him in surprise, this man has only been separated for a few years, has the change just happened?

When he first met him, he enthusiastically helped her to resolve the saint's tribulation thunder.

After coming to this great world of Hongmeng, he was also willing to help the child who was bullied.

So at this time, why did he change his temperament and become so arrogant and domineering?

Although she had doubts, she just slapped the seeds silently and didn't express any opinion.

She believes that this man must have his reasons for doing this. And all she has to do is to believe him and her knowledge of this man over the years.

The world lord Meng Tian was really angry, the holy king was furious, and the corpse was floating for hundreds of miles. This is not a rumor.

He just raised his hand slightly, and then he heard the rustling of the surrounding houses, and the brick and tile beams fell along with it, as if it was shaken, not too light.

Everyone was a cultivator with discerning eyes. Seeing something was wrong, they all withdrew from the small courtyard, leaving the battlefield to Meng Tian and the others.

In this moment, the blue bricks on the ground were also shaken and cracked, and a thin crack spread rapidly and gradually extended to any direction.

"Drink! That's it!"

The corners of either mouth twitched slightly, which seemed a little underestimated.

"Snapped!"

His feet on the bench suddenly stomped on the ground, causing a circle of dust.

The crack that was like a broken bamboo stayed abruptly at his feet, no longer advancing.

Just like that, it broke Mengtian's attack.

"Drink! Sure enough, there are two brushes, come again!"

After speaking, Meng Tian's sleeves flicked, and countless flying swords converged into a stegosaurus in the void, roaring at any one.

This Stegosaurus, like a living creature, actually opened its mouth, and with a sound of "clang", spit out a cyan long sword more than ten feet in length, and it spun into a flower in mid-air, forming a strong hurricane, swept away at any one.

"Ha! It's a bit of a joke, a bitch."

In the face of this menacing hurricane, either is not at all frightened.

With just a sway of his body, he kicked the bench under his **** and threw it into the hurricane.

This hurricane is not a gentle breeze, comfortable and appropriate, the bench was instantly turned into a powder, wrapped in the hurricane, and attacked at either one.

Just like this, how can I show the prestige of the sweet holy king, only to see his index pointing high in the sky, "Thunder and lightning, help me!"

With a "click", the originally clear sky was instantly covered with dark clouds, with lightning and thunder moving towards Mengtian.

Mengtian is fearless and fearless, because this is the divine help he summoned, and it will only be used by him.

The thunder and lightning followed Mengtian's index finger, and soon covered his whole body, and the sparks "zilla" were all condensed by him on the tip of the index finger, concentrating its energy into a huge thunderball.

"Hahaha... This is a hundred times more difficult than Saint Tribulation, let's go!"

The lightning ball flew fast in the void, and because the speed was too fast, a light and shadow appeared, and finally it was faster than the speed of the hurricane.

This is Mengtian's trump card, and the number of monks who died on it was not one thousand but one hundred and eighty.

He is not a kind person, and naturally he will not be soft-hearted in the face of those monks with bad intentions.

At this moment, any of this somewhat thorny young man also made him really angry, and it was a killer move when he came up.

In his opinion, Ren Yi is already a dead person, and this thunder ball is not comparable to the ordinary sage tribulation thunder.

Under normal circumstances, the tribulations of cultivators are generally scattered and somewhat random.

And he is a single-day spiritual root of the thunder attribute, and he is an expert in playing thunder, which is one of the reasons why he can survive the calamity safely and become a holy king.

As a thunder-attribute cultivator, he was lucky enough to catch a thunder mother. As long as he has this thunder mother in his hand, he can collect all the thunder and lightning.

This is also the origin of Thunderball. This is not something anyone can do, nor is it as simple as one plus one. Just imagine, the tribulation thunder is powerful, and it comes one by one, and there will rarely be a swarm attacking a person.

Therefore, as long as the cultivator has enough medicinal pills, sufficient spiritual energy, and a lot of defensive treasures, he still has a chance if he wants to spend it safely.

However, it is not necessarily the case when encountering his thunderball. When all the thunder and lightning are forcibly captured by him, all rubbed into a small space, its power, even as its creator Mengtian, I dare not dare to. estimate.

This is the first time he has made a fatal attack since he became a saint. It can be seen that any one just said a few words, and he was already very angry.

At this time, the lightning ball was already very close to any one. If he did nothing, he could only let the lightning detonate himself, and it was inevitable that he would be shattered.

The thunderball hit any one as he wished, because he was like a fool, he couldn't avoid him, and he was directly hit.

"It's a pity to let you have such a good thing. In order not to make you a prodigal, let me keep it for you."

After finishing speaking, Ren Yi waved his big hand, and Lei Qiu and Xi Mo's mother and son were instantly taken into the Guiling World by him.

Anyone who has encountered lightning strikes many times has long been familiar with lightning and knows that this lightning ball is not simple.

But so what?

Today, he is no longer Wuxia Amon, and he has seen very clearly about many things that he did not understand before. This is all thanks to the memory stone of the classics given to him by Ling Yunzi, so that his sea of ​​knowledge was poured into it. A lot of messy knowledge.

Whenever he encountered something he didn't understand, books about it would pop up, giving him an additional channel to understand.

Therefore, when the thunderball came, a book, a little knowledge about thunder and lightning, naturally appeared in his sea of ​​knowledge.

And in this thunder ball, there is a thunder mother, which is the most difficult element in the world. If you want to subdue and collect it, you must cut off its connection with the original owner.

And this cut off, what else is there that a small world can't handle?

Therefore, it is easy to put the lightning ball into the world of the soul, and completely occupy the lightning element for himself.

In his spirit world, it is said that he still needs a lot of elements to be promoted to the big world. This monstrous attack is not called an attack at all, it's almost like sending charcoal in the snow.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help saluting Mengtian in the void, "Thank you for the generous gift!"