The Ultimate Student in the City

The difference between the eagle-eyed old ghost's two fists and the two incomparably terrifying fists that appeared in front of him is not the difference between an egg and a stone, but it is not much different from hitting a hammer with a stone.

It is true that the stone can leave a mark on the hammer, but it will also be smashed to pieces.

The moment the two terrifying auras collided, the whole space fell into a strange dead silence, as if there were no living things in this space.

Of course, this is the moment of calm when the storm is approaching.

In a moment, a deafening air explosion exploded, shaking the surroundings, as if the sky was falling apart.

The bursting airflow was like rows of sharp blades, flying in all directions, leaving shocking scratches on the surrounding rocks.

What's even more frightening is that this airflow is still carrying blood mist!

Under the unreserved blow of Old Man Kongshan and Master Changsheng, the body of the eagle-eyed old ghost was directly blasted into a blood mist, and a pungent bloody smell filled the air.

At this time, Old Man Kongshan and Daoist Changsheng were several feet away, so as to avoid the stench, they were all obsessed with cleanliness, so naturally they couldn't bear the foul-smelling blood on their clean robes, especially the eagle-eyed old man. The foul-smelling blood of ghosts

It is a disgrace for a righteous man like them to be stained with this blood.

At the same time, their faces were all a little pale, their chests were extremely hot, their hair was extremely stuffy, and a trace of blood slowly flowed from the corners of their mouths.

With two enemies and one, they have the upper hand. However, the all-out attack of the eagle-eyed old ghost before he died still injured the two strong men.

If it was not two against one, but fighting alone, the injuries suffered would be heavier, and it might even be impossible to keep the eagle-eyed old ghost.

This is also why, the spirit fairy mirror powerhouses rarely fight each other, because once they do, even those with higher realms will have to pay a painful price.

The gap between the peak of the lower rank of the Lingxian Mirror and the peak of the middle rank of the Lingxian Mirror is not as big as the gap between the peak of the lower rank of the Spiritual God Realm and the peak of the middle rank of the Spiritual God Realm.

The latter can basically be crushed in a fight, but there is no such thing as crushing in the former. They can win, but in most cases it can only be a miserable victory.

"The words of the eagle-eyed old ghost are trustworthy?" The old man Kongshan wiped away the trace of blood from the corner of his mouth.

"It should be credible." Changsheng Daoist nodded.

"This is not a trivial matter, let's report it to the higher authorities." The old man Kongshan said after a moment of pondering.

He naturally knew that the reason why the eagle-eyed old ghost spoke of the black devil was not because he was threatened and oppressed by them, but because he knew he couldn't survive, so he planned to see them and the black devil lose both.

But the eagle-eyed old ghost didn't know that there was still a powerful God Realm standing behind them, and matters related to the Black Demon should naturally be handled by the God Realm.

Since the black demon was able to control the eagle-eyed old ghost, his strength is quite terrifying. The two of them working together may not be able to gain any benefits, so reporting it is the safest way.

Of course, if God Realm let the two of them deal with it by themselves after the report was made, then the plot of the eagle-eyed old ghost might succeed.

Daoist Changsheng had no objection, and nodded: "Take that young man in too."

Since that young man is the devil's minion, naturally there is no need to be afraid of the forces behind him. Of course, you still have to be careful whether he will be poisoned.

The eagle-eyed old ghost couldn't resist that kind of poison, and became an obedient dog. Presumably they couldn't resist it either.

What Immortal Changsheng and Old Man Kongshan have to admire is that the young man's mentality is really too strong, and his cultivation is at the peak of the top-rank of the Spiritual God Realm, but when facing them, the spirit mirror powerhouses, he can still be like this Calm and full of confidence.

"If the young man is relying on the devil, it's not impossible to kill him directly." The old man Kongshan said with a gloomy face.

He has never competed with an ant like this before, and the ant has never been able to get into his eyes.

Master Changsheng glanced at the old man Kongshan: "Then kill him."

Not long after, an extremely beautiful butterfly left above the head of Daoist Changsheng, and disappeared in a moment.

...

Li Zedao was indeed wandering around in the Buzhou Mountains, mainly because he had nowhere to go.

After being separated from the eagle-eyed old ghost, Li Zedao left the area where there was still a little sense of oppression, but he didn't know where to find the Wuming Sect Master.

"Who knows where that terrifying strong man might be hiding in a corner and staring at his every move?" Li Zedao muttered to himself, not daring to do any unnecessary actions, such as alchemy or something, so he could only wander aimlessly in the deep mountains Wandering in the old forest.

Occasionally, when a cruel poisonous insect or beast appeared, Li Zedao's eyes would glow like a wolf, and he rushed towards it.

So those poisonous insects and beasts who regard Li Zedao as a delicacy are quite sadly reduced to toys for Li Zedao to pass the time.

The reason why Wuming Sect Master didn't appear in front of Li Zedao was because he was busy now.

He was staring at a beautiful little girl with a dull face.

Although this little girl is really beautiful, her aloof temperament is fascinating, and her face is fascinating, but there is no surprise, no obscenity, and no other superfluous things in the eyes of Wuming Sect Master. Emotions, only dullness, as if this is not a beautiful woman, but a rock that can be seen everywhere.

Nangong Meili frowned and looked at the red-robed old man who suddenly blocked her way, her body tensed up, her eyes were full of vigilance.

She didn't know who this expressionless old man was, and she didn't feel any danger from this old man, as if the other party was an old piece of wood that had been eroded by wind and rain.

But the woman's sixth sense told her that this old man was quite scary.

"What's the matter?" Nangong Meili said coldly, her hand was already on the hilt of the sword, and she was ready to reveal the colorless wall.

"I would like to invite you to a place to stay for a while." Wuming Sect Master said dully.

Nangong Meili frowned. She knew that this was not an invitation, but that this matter was settled. I just wanted to be polite...or maybe it was because I was bored, so I would like to inform you.

"Where?"

"A place that is extremely quiet and absolutely no one will disturb you." Wuming Sect Master said.

Before the words finished, the head of Wuming sect raised his brows slightly.

He reached out and stroked the invisible, colorless and extremely cold wall that suddenly appeared in front of him, and muttered to himself, "The colorless wall...is really nostalgic."

Immediately, he still looked at Nangong Meili with dull eyes, and asked, "What's your relationship with a very annoying butterfly?"

Nangong Meili frowned even more, her heart was cold.

This old man actually knew that the colorless wall originally belonged to Master, so he had dealt with Master before? Is he a powerhouse of the same level as Master?

Wait, he said that he came to this Buzhou Mountain Range with an extremely powerful sect master.

So, this old man is the master of Wuming Sect?

Nangong Meili turned around and swept away as fast as she could, not even the colorless wall.

She understood that the reason why this ignorant sect master wanted to take her away was to use herself to make Li Zedao obedient.

Sure enough, they already doubted Li Zedao, but they didn't want to miss out on such a talented person, so they made such a bad move... Did they think too highly of their position in Li Zedao's heart?

Can he be obedient for himself?

Nangong Meili thought about it, and her heart softened. She knew that he could indeed be obedient for her own sake. He was originally a woman or a man who didn't have much promise.

"Bang!"

The ear-piercing shattering sound exploded beside Nangong Meili's ears, causing her body to stiffen, her heart throbbing with pain, her ears buzzing violently, and her face suddenly turning pale.

The colorless wall was smashed into pieces so easily by him!

Immediately, Nangong Meili only felt that her eyes went dark, as if falling into a bottomless abyss, and she didn't know where she was.

After a few breaths, a scarlet cloud began to float upwards, flying higher and higher.

It wasn't until they came to the high altitude that the cloud stagnated there, and the master of Wuming Sect lay down a little bored, looking at the empty, ethereal, and seemingly endless sky above, he felt so small .

He is not a real god, even Lord Nuwa, Panlong and Chilong are not real gods, at least they don't know how high the sky is and how thick the land is!

There is only one god he knows, and that is Pan Gu who opened up this world.

But where did Pangu come from? Besides the planes he opened up with the Skybreaker, are there other spaces?

Where did that spiritual energy, that devilish energy, that magical energy come from?

When the mind of Wuming Sect Master was about to drift away, the appearance of a black spot completely interrupted his meditation.

This black dot is a cat.

A palm-sized, fluffy, cute-looking... no, pretty nasty black cat.

The head of the Wuming Sect stood up and looked at the cat with dumbfounded eyes, as if looking at a piece of wood, without any superfluous expressions.

But his heart is naturally not as calm as it looks on the surface, on the contrary, he is quite restless, just because he knows how scary and annoying this black cat is.

If it wasn't really impossible and impossible, he really wanted to use the most vicious means to torture this damned cat to death.

He wanted to peel off the cat's skin first, then chop it into several pieces, and add all kinds of expensive seasonings to stew into a pot of wine... Even if he hasn't eaten for a long time, he won't starve to death, but he is willing to do it for the pot. Cat meat, eat more.

The black cat's big eyes, like precious sapphires, were full of disgust, as if it had encountered a pile of extremely stinky dog ​​shit.

"Wuming, what are you doing here? Meow..." The black cat's expression was so fierce, ferocious, and vicious. It looks like the kind of black cat that likes to jump up and down on the dead body that appears in ghost movies, like a vicious spirit.

"Revisit the old place, and remind myself by the way, don't forget the blood feud in the past, is there a problem?" Wuming Sect Master said lightly.

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