The Evil God Emperor is In the City

The two disciples who were chasing Ge Mu were twin brothers, called He Qi and He Ba, and they were nicknamed Chaotic Chaos in the cultivating world.

Both of them are masters below the Golden Core Realm!

They arrived in Licheng first, and were led by Bai Leng to Xiaoyuan Mountain Villa. Naturally, they were in vain. Ge Mu had already left Licheng for nearly three hours.

"Let this kid run away, how to explain to the sect master when he goes back." He Qidao with dark skin.

His brother, He Ba, had slightly fair skin, a thin face, and a treacherous appearance of a philistine. He squeezed his goatee and said, "Chase—"

"How to chase?"

"Since this boy surnamed Ge has a marriage contract with a girl from the Zhao family in Wuzhong, the Zhao family must know their whereabouts. The Zhao family are ordinary people, so they can easily ask them."

He Qi's face was ashamed: "Brother, are we embarrassing ordinary people?"

"I'm not trying to kill them!"

"That…"

was saying,

A powerful force came out of nowhere, causing the entire Xiaoyuan Mountain's sky to shake slightly, and the clouds quickly collapsed.

The vast coercion pouring down from the sky made Tianjiao Bai Leng unable to breathe.

This is?

But seeing the space in front of him distorted like a wave, a white shadow floated down, this person was dressed in a white robe, with frost-like beard and long eyebrows, a majestic and immortal posture.

Brothers He Qi and Eight hurriedly handed over.

Although Bai Leng did not know this old man, he had already guessed that it was Wang Mengfu, Wang Zhuo's great-grandfather.

An old monster who has lived for more than 170 years.

He actually came out in person! ?

Bai Leng also bowed and said, "This junior has seen Senior Wang, Senior Wang, please mourn."

"The unicorn of the Bai family is a good seedling of Taoism."

Wang Mengfu glanced at Bai Leng lightly, and with just one glance, the cold sweat on Bai Leng's body soaked his back in an instant.

Bai Leng's body was stiff, but his heart was already full of waves.

In order to deal with Ge Mu, the Huanchen Sect dispatched He Qi and Ba was not enough, even the third elder, Wang Meng Fu, had to go out in person.

An old monster in his 170s dealing with a hairy boy under 20?

Even though Wang Zhuo is his great-grandson, according to the rules of the monastic world, his seniority is too high. If he still holds his own identity, he should not take action. Isn't the younger generation of Huanchen Sect all dead?

But no matter what, Ge Mu was out of luck this time around.

"This is Ge Mu's residence?" Wang Mengfu asked.

He Ba replied, "Yes, but that kid has already run away."

"Run? Did you run? He Ba, you two brothers don't have to stay here. Go to Zhao's house in Wuzhong and ask about Ge Mu's origin and identity. Ge Mu will be handled by the old man himself."

As Wang Mengfu swung his sleeves as he spoke, a whirlwind swept into the villa.

But it didn't cause such a shocking movement, just a short hair, Ge Mu's hair.

Immediately after stepping on his feet, a Jiugong altar was erected around him.

The altar is marked by the stars.

Cloth mountains and rivers, divide rivers and mountains.

It symbolizes the vast land of Wu and Yue, and there is a light spot on it flowing slowly to the south, which symbolizes Ge Mu.

Bai Leng was stunned, Wang Mengfu easily found Ge Mu's whereabouts with just one strand of hair, which has already touched the traces of the Dao?

In fact, human hair and skin are closely related to the body.

Powerful ascetics can seize the relationship and directly attack the body with supernatural powers, just like cursing others with things such as hair or nails in witchcraft.

The difference is that the power of the spells displayed by the powerful monks is much faster and more direct.

At this moment, Wang Mengfu's robes were bulging and his spiritual power was spreading. He moved his lips slightly like an ancient wizard and chanted a few obscure spells, and then he saw that the light particles in the altar that symbolized Ge Mu suddenly dimmed a lot.

"Kushan, Zhen—"

Suddenly.

Bai Leng felt that Xiaoyuan Mountain, which spread to Wuzhong, seemed to rise from the ground with a rumble, pressing down from the sky like a giant dragon.

Of course, this is not the real meaning of "holding the mountain", lifting the whole mountain, but taking over the momentum of the mountain.

The situation of restraining the mountain is already used.

This is already quite remarkable.

Just imagine how the floods, volcanic eruptions, tsunamis, etc. will be during natural disasters? People are like ants under this kind of momentum, but Wang Mengfu has all the momentum of Xiaoyuan Mountain, which has spread for three or four hundred miles. If you push back...

This situation is somewhat similar to the situation in "Journey to the West" in which the Tathagata Buddha suppressed Sun Wukong.

But he didn't do it right away.

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G601 high speed.

The bus bound for Gannan was speeding, and Ge Mu's face was pressed against the window, staring blankly at the endless wheat fields.

It was less than 200km away, and it was quite far from southern Gansu.

"Sanqingmen doesn't seem to be big." Fang Ying said.

"Ah, the third-rate sect, but after all, it is no longer in Wuyue's territory, and the Huanchen Sect does not dare to open the door easily. The Qing Sect Master has a very deep friendship and is not considered an outsider."

"Drinking water?"

Ge Mu was about to answer when suddenly his heart froze, and a wisp of blood flowed out from his nostrils, and he was shocked.

The people on the bus turned their heads to see how this young man was so surprised.

Fang Ying asked, "What's wrong?"

"I've been caught! Fuck his uncle, Wang Mengfu really doesn't want his old face, and deal with me personally. Get some paper." Ge Mu's face became extremely gloomy.

In the instant just now, he already felt that someone was staring at him~www.wuxiaspot.com~ According to his previous practice experience, someone had already cast spells on him at this time.

Fang Ying took out a tissue and handed it to him, and asked suspiciously, "How did you know it was him?"

"At this time, there are still 200 km away from the city, and the people from the Huanchen Sect don't know where we are going, so they must not catch up, but they can still affect me 200 km away, so don't think that he is also Wang Mengfu. "

"Will he pursue it himself?"

"do not know."

Fang Ying squeezed his hands nervously, but he couldn't help.

The opponent is Wang Mengfu.

The level is too high.

Ge Mu wiped his nosebleed, but he couldn't stop it, so he just took the paper and stuffed it. At this moment, an old and majestic voice suddenly sounded in his heart.

"Ge Xiaoyou, do you want to run away after killing the old great-grandson?"

"Wang Mengfu?"

"It's the old man!"

Ge Mu smiled and replied in his heart, "Senior Wang has not been famous for a hundred years, isn't it? To actually take action against me who is less than twenty years old, is it that everyone else in the Huanchen Sect died? Or you have been cultivating shameless supernatural powers for more than a dozen years, and you are going to use this to overwhelm the Northern Zhenwu Nan Zhengyi in the Wushan Daoism, the biggest event for cultivators."

"Sharp teeth and sharp mouths."

"I can't bite your old face either."

"Boy, if you turn back now, the old man may still spare your life."

"Do you think I'm that stupid?"

"Hand over Yan Shixiao old thief's "Da Zong Yan Fa""

"Don't pay! Hey, old man, you're still tricking me, but I'm not afraid to tell you when things have developed to this point. I do have a lot to do with Yan Shixiao's unruly old man. It's a bit of a loss. You treat me as his heir. Anything."

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