The Ultimate Student in the City

However, this young man was able to survive the opponent's unreserved blow, and even hurt the opponent.

"As expected of a Heavenly Secret cultivator, it's really terrifying!" A strange light flickered in the pupils of Wuming Sect Master.

In fact, just now the Wuming Sect Master hesitated for a moment, whether to save him, after all, they already knew that this young man was exactly the nail that the old ghost mentioned.

After all, the Wuming Sect Master still made a move.

On the one hand, this young man can't be killed at all, he can change his body, and I'm afraid it will be more difficult to keep him under his nose in the future.

On the other hand, that damned black cat was also watching from the dark.

From Wuming's point of view, the black cat may not know that Mie Hun is the nail arranged by the old ghost. After all, the nail has changed into another body, and he can even suppress his own breath at will. From what I found out, I am afraid that Mie Hun has changed.

But what if? In case the nail has changed its body, the news has been spread, so the black cat actually knows the identity of the ant.

The black cat remained indifferent when the ant killed him. Naturally, he wanted to verify whether the nail had been exposed.

The most important point is that the master of the Wuming sect is still unwilling to give up. He still wants to try to control this young man with extremely terrifying talent and use it for the Nuwa clan.

Therefore, he put down his posture and shamelessly attacked that woman who looked like an ant.

Immediately, the head of the Wuming sect became angry again. How could such a talented blood become a lackey of God's Domain? When so many poisonous pills were sprinkled on the Xuhai Peak, did he feel a little ashamed? Do you feel that you are a fool who is bewitched by a few words and then kills your compatriots like this?

The sharp roar of the black cat interrupted the anger of the Wuming Sect Master.

"Wuming, hurry up and get out of here, don't want to run wild on Lao Tzu's territory! Meow..."

Li Zedao's pupils widened suddenly, and he clearly saw a palm-sized black cat floating there.

The black cat looked so angry, as if the cat's tail had been trampled down, and the black cat on its body exploded.

The black cat also glanced at Li Zedao with weird and cruel eyes. Li Zedao's scalp was so numb that it was about to explode, and his little heart was beating so fast that it was about to roll out of his throat.

fear!

Li Zedao felt unprecedented fear from the cat's eyes. The fear was not because of the power of the cat, but the cat's eyes, which seemed to be like the nine hells, which would make people involuntarily fear.

The black cat's eyes are so cruel, looking at Li Zedao is like looking at a corpse.

The black cat saw the scene just now better than anyone else.

It's unimaginable that the mere top-rank cultivation of the Spiritual God Realm can withstand the blow of a strong person with a top-rank cultivation in the Spirit Fairy Mirror. Injured?

Who will believe this?

The black cat felt that this was a humiliation, and wished that a cat's paw could slap the old man Kongshan and the real Changsheng to death, and even more wanted to tear this weird descendant of Nuwa in front of him into pieces...if Wuming hadn't stopped him.

The master of Wuming Sect didn't even look at the black cat, but looked at Li Zedao and said, "There's no need to be afraid, it's just a shameless cat."

"Wuming, you... meow..." The black cat was so angry that its black fur turned into black thorns sticking upside down, but it had no choice but to keep making a sharp meowing sound.

Only then did Li Zedao realize that the sound of a cat meowing can be terrifying to such an unimaginable level.

Perhaps because the master of Wuming sect was right in front of him, the fear in Li Zedao's heart eased a lot, but he didn't dare to stare at the cat's eyes no matter what.

The master of the Wuming sect didn't bother to pay attention to the cat, so he skimmed over the red cloud floating over, and Li Zedao quickly followed. Under the cover of the black cat's terrifying eyes, Li Zedao found a little sense of security in Wuming Sect Master.

Immediately, Chi Yun began to rise rapidly, and the black cat, which was already extremely small, quickly turned into a black spot, but the terrifying sound of meowing meowing was still haunting my ears for a long time .

Li Zedao swore that he would never think cats are cute again, nor will turtles be cute, nor will pigs be harmless to humans and animals.

Chiyun quickly rose to a height of ten thousand feet.

"That's a civet cat, one of the twelve spirit gods." Wuming Sect Master said seemingly unintentionally, "That cat's brain is not very good, and as for its strength, it is the last among the eight spirit gods. "

"Yes." Li Zedao bowed. He naturally guessed that the cat was one of the twelve spirit gods. What Li Zedao didn't understand was, why are the twelve spirit gods all poisonous insects and beasts, not humans?

For example, the old ghost looks like a black meat ball, but if you look closely, you will find that it seems to be a plump black pig, but because it is too fat, the pig's head is retracted.

And Master Gu God is a butterfly. Needless to say, the little turtle is a super narcissistic shrinking turtle.

And this civet cat I met today.

"Dare to ask the sect master, who else is there among the eight spirit gods? Who is the strongest?"

"You don't know?" Wuming Sect Master asked with a few words of deep meaning.

Li Zedao's heart speeded up inexplicably, his face remained unchanged and he bowed and said: "Young little one is ignorant."

"How about this hunting battle?" The Wuming Sect Master directly ended the topic.

It's just a bunch of shameless beasts who can't be beaten to death. There is really nothing to say.

Li Zedao carefully took out the Sumeru ring, handed it up, and pleaded guilty: "I'm so incompetent, I only collected fifty hearts."

The head of the Wuming Sect took a look at Sumi Ring and nodded slightly, but he didn't reach out to take it, and he didn't praise Li Zedao or blame him, but the matter was over now, and there was no need to mention it.

"This Sumeru ring is for you. It's good to decorate things." Wuming Sect Master said.

"Thank you Sect Master." Li Zedao bowed.

This Sumeru Ring that does not require the power of the soul is used to store some not so important things. It is indeed good. To some extent, this Sumeru Ring is more precious than ordinary Sumeru Rings. After all, other Sumeru Rings It has great limitations in use, and it cannot be used by non-soul craftsmen.

But this special Sumeru Ring can be used by everyone.

The head of the Wuming sect glanced at Li Zedao's face and said: "The reason why you left such words on your face is just to make the people of Shenyu think that the snake people have already surrendered to us, and maybe they can provoke you again. In the battle between the forces of God's Domain and the Snakeman Clan, it would be good to kill a few more ants, it's better than nothing."

"Yes." Li Zedao bowed again, thinking that this is the case, no wonder he made such a boring move.

But I'm afraid that I'm going to disappoint the Wuming Sect Master, because of a series of changes and their own explanations, so Daoist Changsheng and the others will never think that they have any connection with the snake people.

The master of Wuming Sect didn't say anything more, and turned around, Li Zedao naturally could only keep silent, and he didn't know where his thoughts were drifting.

Half a day later, the scarlet cloud had already come over the vast sea, and after a while, Li Zedao saw the bare island swallowed by the violent waves.

That island is naturally the place where the entrance of Jingmen is located.

After a few breaths, the red cloud plunged headlong into the bottomless pit. In the blink of an eye, Li Zedao found himself above the courtyard at the foot of Mingse Peak.

"Go and rest for a while." Wuming Sect Master said.

"Yes." Li Zedao bowed again, swept down the scarlet cloud, and turned around again, only to see that the scarlet cloud and the master of the Wuming sect had disappeared.

Li Zedao's eyes burned again, and his desire for absolute strength became stronger.

Li Zedao stepped into the courtyard where he lived for several days before, but he saw that there was no one there, and there were no shadows of Elder Prison Niu and Alchemist Kunpeng.

"The Battle of the Eight Gates is not over yet?" Li Zedao shook his head slightly, found a corner and sat down, quietly waiting for Elder Prison Niu and the others to come back.

As for whether he can win the battle of the Eight Gates this time, and whether he can get the honorable title of the strongest bloodline, to be honest, Li Zedao still cares a little bit, after all, it is related to whether his status in Kaimen will be improved again. .

His ultimate goal is to replace the position of Prisoner Elder and gain more right to speak and know.

Suddenly thought of something, Li Zedao quickly pulled out the soul craftsman from his back to take a photo of his disfigured face, and was pleasantly surprised to find that the shameful words on his face had disappeared, and that face was as handsome and flawless as ever.

After waiting for half a day, no one came back, so Li Zedao dug a hole in the courtyard quite bored, poured the heart from the Sumeru Ring into the hole, carefully filled the hole, and finally Go back and wait.

Half a day later, Li Zedao failed to wait for Elder Prison Niu and the others to come back, but instead waited for the Wuming Sect Master.

Li Zedao was stunned for a moment and hurriedly got up and bowed: "Master."

The master of Wuming sect nodded slightly and said, "The duel between the eight sects will be over two hours ago."

Li Zedao was slightly stunned, his thoughts were surging, but he bowed: "Yes." The main reason was that he wondered why the high-ranking ignorant sect master would be so bored and came to this courtyard to tell him about this matter.

In addition, since it ended two hours ago, why didn't Elder Prisoner and the others come back?

"Your task was completed very well, even better than others. Therefore, you are the winner in this battle of cultivation in the Battle of the Eight Gates. You are now the strongest blood of the Nuwa clan." Wumingmen The Lord said again.

Immediately, an uncontrollable joy appeared on Li Zedao's face, and he bowed again: "Thank you, sect master."

I was even more puzzled, since I was awarded the honorable title of "Strongest Bloodline", wouldn't there be an award ceremony or something? Or there is, but you didn't notify yourself to participate?

"In addition, except for you, the other people who opened the door have already left Jingmen." The master of Wuming Sect once again lamented at the superb acting of this young man. He was able to show such a flawless expression even though his heart was not fluctuating.

"Yes...huh?" Li Zedao was puzzled.

"You have completed the task very well this time, and the other sect masters also spoke highly of you, so we decided to let you perform a more important task." Wuming sect master said.