Heavenly Dao Cultivation System

Primitive lord?

Su Yan suddenly stopped, hurriedly hid his figure, and then sank his consciousness into the [natal space].

"Fukuyama, what's the matter? What primitive adult?"

Su Yan's majestic voice sounded in the entire [natal space].

In [Natural Life], Su Yan is the true **** and ruler.

Not to dominate the local area, but to dominate the whole world!

It’s just that the current [Between Space] has not yet evolved into [Between World], and this advantage is naturally not reflected!

"Master, this person you just caught... seems to be contacting the aging Lord God!"

Boom!

Su Yan's eyes flashed, and Tan Hehua and Fukuyama were caught together in an instant!

"What are you talking about? This old dog is the disciple of the gods who contacted you?"

Su Yan's eyes were like knives, shocked to the extreme.

God teaches!

This organization has always been his enemy, and since he started to rise, the **** have been looking for opportunities to kill him, but they didn't succeed.

You know, the first target to be slaughtered on the list of Tianjiao's sect is Su Yan!

"Asshole!"

Before Fukuyama spoke, Tan Hehua glared at him, "What kind of dog are you that dare to insult my famous Chinese teacher? Damn!"

Snapped!

Snapped!

Su Yan shot instantly, with two big mouths on his backhand, directly on Tan Hehua's cheeks, making this old thing confusing!

"You keep talking."

Su Yan looked at Fukuyama and motioned for him to continue.

Fukuyama stared at Tan Hehua firmly, his eyes contemplative, "Master, as far as our disciples from the beast-training sect are concerned, as long as you meet the other party once, you can remember the other's unique breath!"

"Even if he hides his vitality, his mental power, or even covers his own breath, I can still feel that little bit of it!"

"so--"

Su Yan took it, his eyes shining, "In other words, this old dog of Jingwu is actually the original sage of the gods!!!"

"Is it right?"

Suddenly, Tan Hehua's face was pale, and his whole body couldn't help shaking, but he still retorted angrily, "Su Yan, you are wanted in the country, stop talking nonsense!"

Su Yan ignored this old man, the other party was already his own prisoner, and sooner or later he would die!

"Master, it should not be wrong, the old man is at least 70% sure!"

Fukuyama said firmly, since he recognized Su Yan as the master, of course he did not dare to have the slightest double heart.

"Haha—"

Su Yan smiled, and his face became extremely savage with a smile, "Primitive Venerable, the original Venerable Tan Hehua of Kyoto University of Wuhan is the original Venerable of the cult!"

Wow!

Su Yan suddenly released the big hands of Zhen Yuan, squeezed Tan Hehua, grinned and said: "The old dog of Jingwu, your three confidants, the Monkey King, Fengyun, and Thunder, were all caught in Wusha Town. Killed."

"I asked you to become the polished commander of the gods. I'm afraid you have already meant to kill me, right?"

Tan Hehua's eyes were gloomy, and anger emerged and retorted: "Cholera fanatic, do you think that with just a few words of yours, my Jingwu master will become a cult warrior?"

"It's so ridiculous that you don't know it when you die, and you want to slander the old man!"

"Extremely ridiculous?"

Su Yan shook his head and said evilly: "I can guarantee that you will beg to explain to me, if you don't believe me, let's just wait and see!"

brush!

With a wave of his right hand, Su Yan immediately retracted the two of them into the [Life Space].

He has time to clean up the old dog, but he doesn't need to rush for a while.

...

Far north mountains, in the jungle.

The twelve masters gathered by Tan Hehua were gradually gathered in one place.

These twelve great masters of the master realm were all buried alive in a big pit, including the deputy dean of the South China Military Academy who had just been promoted to the eighth rank, Shuang endless!

Of course, Luo Yinghua and Tan Hehua, who had insulted Yang Xieyun on the Baiyun Mountain Desert Island, received special attention from Su Yan.

Tan Hehua was captured alive and imprisoned in [Born Space]. As for Shuang Hentai and Luo Yinghua, both feet and legs were interrupted. It would take more than a year to regain mobility.

As a result, it was only a few hours before and after. Twelve of the thirteen masters who came to apprehend Su Yan were buried alive by Su Yan using cats and mice.

And Su Yan started a real escape journey!

The Ironclad team has failed, and the 13 masters have not yet returned. Those high-level leaders will definitely be unable to sit still.

If you don't run away, you might be the strongest of the extreme!

For the most powerful, Su Yan can only run with his tail between them for the time being!

Otherwise, the other party only needs a finger to easily kill him!

Less than a quarter of an hour after Su Yan left, a team of mercenaries roaming the Far North Mountains found an incredible scene!

I saw that beside a ravine, there were twelve great masters buried alive!

Among the twelve people, the weakest is the 7th-Rank early stage, and the strongest is the 8th-Rank golden body strong, each with his head exposed outside, his mouth full of obstacles, and they are reinforced with iron chains.

Looking closer, Nima, with twelve heads arranged in two rows, stood side by side on the ground, and his body was inserted straight into the ground.

The twelve pairs of eyes were full of anger and aggrieved, but there was no alternative, this scene looked so funny!

The most spoof is that in front of each head, there is a small pile of monster dung, which is always providing the twelve masters with the most natural nourishment!

"This—what's the situation with this Nima? Why are there so many masters here?"

"Fuck! Fuck!"

"Isn't this the dozen or so masters of Wu Da who arrested Su Yan? It was so powerful when I crossed the sky before. I didn't expect the whole army to be wiped out in just a few hours!"

"Oh my god, even the powerhouse of the eighth rank golden body was buried alive by Su Yan, what realm is that evildoer?"

"Brothers, look at the black stuff in front of each grandmaster's head, what stuff is that?"

"I'm going, this is... shit!"

Everyone: "..."

"Don't be fussy, hurry up and save people!"

This team of mercenaries hurried forward to rescue the great masters, but they did not dare to say anything.

The monstrous anger in the eyes of these twelve masters can be seen by anyone. If anyone touches this mold now, he is undoubtedly seeking his own way!