Universal Simulation: I have countless talents

Wangyue had a murderous look on his face, and his aura was extremely cold, like a biting winter.

The group of people who were shouting suddenly became dull, and they all looked at Zhang Tianyi and Bai Fan, the two deputy sect leaders who took the lead in making trouble.

Zhang Tianyi and Bai Fan cursed in their hearts, but they had to bite the bullet and stand up.

"We are here to see the sect leader!"

Zhang Tianyi and Bai Fan were impeccable in etiquette. After seeing Wangyue, they bowed to Wangyue.

The group of people behind Zhang Tianyi and Bai Fan also saluted Wangyue.

They ignored Wang Pan directly.

Instead, the Punishment Hall Master and more than a dozen inner sect elders in the Refining Void Stage first saluted Wangyue, and then saluted Wang Pan.

"What do you mean? You only pay homage to the sect leader, but not to me, the Holy Son?"

Wang Pan kicked Heitian Daojun under his butt and drove Heitian Daojun forward.

Wang Pan stared at Zhang Tianyi and Bai Fan with a bad look.

Wang Pan originally didn't intend to pay attention to this group of people, just let Wang Yue handle it.

But this group of people is simply arrogant, and they don't care about Wang Pan!

After all, I am also the legitimate son of the Shenming Sect. In the absence of several old and immortal supreme elders, my status can be said to be second to one person and above ten thousand people.

As a result, this group of people didn't even look at me!

After all, today's incident was caused by me, right?

They want the resources in my hands, but they don't even want to call me the son of the saint!

"Are you worthy of being a Saint?"

"As the Saint of the Shenming Sect, do you need to make contributions to the Shenming Sect? Then, Saint, should you give us the resources you have robbed to improve our strength?"

"You also know that you are a Saint? You caused such a big disaster, and you just patted your butt and returned to the sect, but you let us clean up!"

"You are a backdoor person. If the Sect Master hadn't secretly fed you fairy peaches, would you be worthy of being a Saint?!"

After Wang Pan finished speaking, what he received was not a call of Saint, but all kinds of ridicule and venting of dissatisfaction.

They have long been dissatisfied with Wang Pan. Why can Wang Pan become a Saint as soon as he comes?

Don't say that when Wang Pan is only a little better than others, others will be jealous of Wang Pan.

Even if the gap between Wang Pan and them is as big as heaven and earth, they are still jealous!

Especially when someone said that Wang Yue abused his power for personal gain, embezzled and withheld their resources, and used them on Wang Pan, they were even more jealous, thinking that if I had so many resources, I could do it too!

It's hard to admit that someone is excellent!

This is especially true for people like Shenming Sect, who are all selfish!

"???"

Wang Pan was confused. Who made this rumor!

In the previous world, Wang Pan did go through the back door more than once, but he really didn't go this time!

Not only did he not go through the back door, Wang Pan even touched Wangyue's hand a few days ago!

What's more, Wangyue embezzled and withheld resources, it's a joke!

Even if Shenming Sect is so poor, there is no way to embezzle and withhold!

As for secretly eating fairy peaches for himself, that's even more nonsense!

I haven't eaten fairy peaches, but I have eaten a lot of fists!

To be honest, Wang Pan felt that he was wronged. Since he became the son of Shenming Sect, he has never seen the salary of a low-grade spirit stone!

Except that the Sutra Library allowed him to enter for the first time, comprehended the complete Shenwang Mingzhao Sutra, pulled out a few spiritual medicines and plants, and ate a few colorful divine fish, Wang Pan didn't enjoy any benefits of the son of the saint!

Not only did he not enjoy the benefits, but now he has to take the blame!

Who can tolerate this? !

Wang Pan's eyes turned red!

A terrifying aura rose from Wang Pan's body. Below him, the Black Heaven Daoist Lord, who was used as a mount by Wang Pan, shuddered, his front legs softened, and he knelt on the ground.

In his heart, he secretly cursed Wang Pan, this little bastard, for not following martial ethics. Why don't you stay away from this Daoist Lord before pretending to be cool!

Wang Yue looked at the furious Wang Pan and felt a little guilty.

As the son of the Shenming Sect, Wang Pan actually has a lot of resources every month.

But these resources were embezzled by Wang Yue!

In Wang Yue's words, Wang Pan is still young, and it is too early for him to grow up and build a foundation.

Building a foundation too early will affect Wang Pan's foundation.

So before building a foundation, Wang Yue collected the resources for Wang Pan every month.

After Wang Pan reaches adulthood and builds a foundation, he will start to distribute the resources every month.

This is because Wangyue has a change of heart. Otherwise, according to Wangyue's original plan, she would not give Wang Pan a single low-grade spirit stone before the Nascent Soul stage.

After all, the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth in the Shenming Sect is extremely abundant, enough to support the daily practice of the Out-of-Body Stage, and there is no need to use spirit stones at all.

As for magic tools and magic treasures, Wangyue is also ready to eliminate them and give the unused ones to Wang Pan.

Wang Pan attacked brazenly, and his fingers flicked, making a clanging sound!

At this moment, the space turned into the body of the zither, and the cracks in the space became the strings!

The strings trembled and intertwined with each other, forming a big net that engulfed the world!

"Great! You dare to commit a crime in front of so many people!"

"Let's take action together and capture the Son of God!"

"I think the position of the Son of God should be taken by someone else!"

"You dare to show off your skills in front of an expert?"

Seeing that Wang Pan dared to attack them, Zhang Tianyi and Bai Fan had not made any move yet, but a group of vein masters, inner sect elders and true disciples behind them jumped out.

One after another, magical powers, magic weapons, and corpse puppets fell towards the huge net that covered the heaven and earth!

When the dense attacks of magical powers, magic weapons, corpse puppets, and evil spirits collided with the big net, a shocking scene appeared!

I saw that under the cutting of the space cracks woven into this big net, no matter whether it was powerful magical powers, top magic weapons, invincible corpse puppets in the same realm, or tangible evil spirits, they were all cut into pieces!

The big net continued to move, covering the group of people who attacked and encircled them!

"Swish!"

The big net tightened, and the space was cut into pieces of grids the size of the mesh.

In the desperate and horrified eyes of the group of people who had just attacked Wang Pan, the big net passed through their bodies and flashed away.

"Plop!"

Dozens of people stood still in place, accompanied by the first sound, like a building block that caused a collapse!

I saw a criss-crossing bloodstains on the body of a person, the bloodstains were as thin as hair!

Pieces of flesh and blood fell from the man's body, and the whole man collapsed all of a sudden, turning into pieces of flesh scattered all over the ground, and blood flowed all over the ground.

These dozens of people had different cultivation levels, including true disciples of the Nascent Soul stage, masters of the seventy-two meridians of the Out-of-Body stage, and great masters of the Void Refining stage!

But no matter what their cultivation level and status were, their fate was the same now.

Became part of the countless pieces of flesh and blood, indistinguishable from each other.

"Hiss!"

Everyone was shocked and looked at Wang Pan with horror.

Zhang Tianyi and Bai Fan looked at each other with horror in their eyes, and at the same time, they had a thought, this kid is so terrifying, he must not be allowed to stay!

He is only eleven years old, and he is in the Nascent Soul stage, but he can kill the Void Refining stage. If he is given a little more time, who can cure him? !

With Wangyue in the Hedao stage, Zhang Tianyi and Bai Fan are getting further and further away from the position of the sect master. If there is another Wang Pan, won't they have to stay in the position of deputy sect master until they die? !

"How dare you!"

"How dare you kill your fellow disciples in front of us!"

Zhang Tianyi and Bai Fan attacked at the same time, their eyes full of joy.

The Holy Son is still too young!

Although more people die at the hands of their own people than at the hands of outsiders every year in the Shenming Sect.

But that was done secretly, no one would wantonly kill their fellow disciples in front of so many high-level people.

This kind of thing is not allowed to be on the table, it is just a kind of unspoken rule that has become a convention.

No one would be stupid enough to say everywhere that they killed their fellow disciples.

Otherwise, even if the Punishment Hall wanted to ignore it, it would have to do it.

"Hmph, do you still have me as the sect master in your eyes?

You actually attacked my disciples in front of me, do you really think I am dead!"

When Wangyue waved his hand, his spiritual power turned into a blood-red claw, which easily resolved the attacks of Zhang Tianyi and Bai Fan.

"Could it be that the Sect Master wants to protect the Holy Son? If everyone is like the Holy Son, relying on his status and position to wantonly kill others, how can our Shenming Sect continue to be passed on?!"

"Everyone saw it just now. It was the Holy Son who killed them first!"

Zhang Tianyi and Bai Fan were shocked, and they looked at Wangyue with fear.

Although they knew that the later the cultivation, the greater the gap.

But Zhang Tianyi and Bai Fan did not expect that the gap between themselves and the Hedao period would be so big!

Under Wangyue's casual attack, the two were like ants, full of helplessness and despair.

Zhang Tianyi and Bai Fan used their power to suppress others, and the others looked at Wangyue with fear.

They began to put pressure on Wangyue tacitly.

Although they knew that the position of the Sect Master was not something they could covet, they did not want to see such a strong Sect Master.

The strong Sect Master means that their rights will be reduced!

This is what they cannot stand. They only care about their own power. As for the Shenming Sect? What does it have to do with them? They are not the sect masters!

For those who grew up in the Shenming Sect, don’t talk about the sense of belonging to the sect. There is no benefit. Who is willing to work for the Shenming Sect!

At present, it is the correct position to suppress the sect master unanimously!

Of course, these people also have small thoughts.

They are not afraid of Wangyue, even if Wangyue is a great man in the Hedao period.

On the one hand, Wangyue has not broken through to the Hedao period for a long time, and they have not changed their ideas.

In their eyes, Wangyue is still the sect master who went out in person, robbed houses, killed people and set fires, earned resources, and maintained the Shenming Sect in order to secure the position of the sect master.

On the other hand, no matter who becomes the sect master, it is impossible to kill them all, right?

They are just waving flags and shouting on the side. It is not an unforgivable crime. If they kill them all, who will work for the sect master?

Therefore, these people are fearless.

The ones who should be afraid are Zhang Tianyi and Bai Fan. They have been making troubles before, opposing Wangyue everywhere, and pretending to obey Wangyue.

"Everyone saw it? Who saw it?!"

Wang Pan leaned back tactically, his face full of surprise, his expression extremely exaggerated.

"Why, is the Holy Son going to cover up the sky with one hand?"

"You are just the Holy Son now, and you dare to lie with your eyes open. If you become the leader, can all of us die?"

"We all saw it!"

"Holy Son, what is your attitude?!"

A group of people were very dissatisfied with Wang Pan. After all, they are your elders, right? You talk to us like this?

"Penalties, have you seen it?"

Wang Pan turned his head and asked a group of people in the punishment hall.

"I didn't see it!"

"We only see that someone is out of mind, intending to rebel, and was killed by the Son on the spot!"

"Obviously they do the Saint Son first. The Son is only out of self -protection, but he will kill him in desperation!"

The criminal hall owner and others had a smile on his face, and said one after another.

"Master, you are the prince of Shenmingzong, fairness and strictness, maybe you won't you say falsely?"

Wang Pan smiled again and asked Wang Yue.

"Of course, in this palace, you have always been disciplined and treated with others!

Honest and reasonable, never lying!

This palace only saw that this group of people intended to rebel. After being broken by the palace, they actually took the risk and wanted to start with the Son!

Fortunately, under the teachings of the palace, Shengzi has good strength. After some hardships, the rebels will kill the rebels on the spot! "

Wang Yue rolled his eyes at Wang Pan, and then Yiyi Bingran said.

"Shameless!"

"Near Zhu Zichi, those who are near ink are black!"

"The pulse of the prince from top to bottom is so shameless!"

Zhang Tiaoyi and Bai Fan, who heard the moon and the party sang a harmony, opened their eyes and said the nonsense, and suddenly became angry and trembled, her chests!

"You see, Ben Son said that no one can see it?"

Wang Pan spread his hands, and said helplessly.

"We all see!"

"Don't think that we will yield under your power, even if I die, I will make a decaying sound in the coffin!"

"Everyone, you all have seen it. The master of the prince is not in public and shelter the Son! Such ancestors make people chill! May I ask who dares to live for such a sect!"

Zhang Tianyi and Bai Fan jumped out, provoking the emotions of everyone.

Zhang Tianyi and Bai Fan secretly urged a secret method, the seven desire magic!

Being able to magnify the negative emotions of others quietly, which will be affected unknowingly.

With the ability of the two to refine the virtuality, under the magic of the seven desires, everyone was originally dissatisfied with Zongmen, and the jealousy of Wang Pan broke out!

Many people have red eyes and full of killing.

There are also a lot of refinement periods that they feel wrong, or the secret method of suppressing the soul for the first time, or protecting themselves with a Taoist, or taking the elixir.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

Then he looked at Zhang Tianyi and Bai Fan, and opened some distance from the two of them.

"Definitely people who are still Shen Mingzong, I really don't know if Xiu Xian has broken his mind.

Today, the Son of Benmo will teach you one truth!

What is the fact is not important!

Power is fundamental!

As long as the strength of Ben Son is stronger than you, then what Ben Son says is the truth for you and the fact!

The dead has no say!

As a tuition fee to teach you this truth, your life, the saint will accept it politely! "

The smile on Wang Pan's face slowly converged, his body left the ground, and his body gradually suspended in the air, and the grand voice sounded!

The next moment, Wang Pan did not hesitate to shot Zhang Tianyi and Bai Fan!

This farce is enough, it is time to end.

I originally thought that this group of people had any new ideas, but I did not expect, but it was the set of people to suppress the person, which disappointed Wang Pan.

There is no thought that I will continue to play again. With this kung fu, go to the moon by yourself and strive to go further?

In instant, the figure of the king Pan on the sky appeared, and each figure seemed to be the body of the king Pan.

The dense figure surrounded Zhang Tianyi and Bai Fan and his party, and each figure shot together at the same time!

"Shiquan martial arts. Tian Luo finger!"

"Shiquan martial arts. Pan Wangquan!"

"Shiquan martial arts. Tiandao asked!"

"Shiquan martial arts. The elephant stepping on prison!"

"Call the wind and rain!"

"Eat Moon!"

"Falling Day!"

The attacks of each figure are different, countless supernatural powers and martial arts are mixed together!

The space is broken layer!

The dazzling light of the sun broke out than the sun, and the gusts in the Shenmingzong instantly were empty. Above the top of the Shenmingzong, a layer of gray mist shrouded all year round was also shocked at this moment!

Shenmingzong's Lodong Big Array was activated for a moment, constantly resisting Yu Bo, shaking the big array, and a circle of ripples continued to spread on the large formation, showing signs of collapse.

A huge mushroom cloud rushed to the sky, and a halo was around the mushroom cloud.

In the mushroom cloud, the lightning flashes, the red lightning swimming, exuding a strong destruction mood.

Immediately afterwards, the terrible shock wave was centered on mushroom clouds and kept spreading outwards!

The shock wave is with horrible power and amazing high temperature!

Wherever I passed, the mountains collapsed, and the river diversion!

The amazing high temperature melts the ground, and even the magma is burned out by hard, leaving crystal crystals!

In the eyes of the Penalties, the owner of the Penalties was full of panic. Under such a horror attack, even if it was Yu Bo, they were desperate. The soul was warning madly, and the cells of the whole body were mourning!

Looking at this scene, Wang Yue couldn't help twitching.

Immediately shot, a scepter appeared in front of Wangyue.

Wangyue grabbed the scepter with one hand, and the three thousand days appeared behind Wangyue!

With the trainers in the session of the road, mobilize the power of heaven!

Wang Yue waved his hand and extinguished the spreading aftermath.

It seemed easy, but in fact Wang Yue had tried his best, and this was still with the help of the power of the Shenming Sect's protective formation.

"Tsk tsk, it's quiet now. This Saint said that no one saw it, but these people insisted on being stubborn with this Saint!

Now it's all over, they are all dead."

Wang Pan put his hands behind his back, staggered, walked in front of Wang Yue, and looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction.

The place where Zhang Tianyi and Bai Fan and his group were originally staying was empty, without a single ghost, and only an unfathomable huge pit remained.

"You want to die!

Can't you be gentler?!

If it weren't for me, the entire Shenming Sect would have to move to another place!"

Wang Yue looked at Wang Pan's smug look and was furious.

He took three or two steps forward and twisted Wang Pan's ear with his hand!

"It hurts! Let go!"

Wang Pan grinned, and his previous prestige was gone.

The head of the Criminal Law Hall and others on the side looked at the master and apprentice who were fighting, their eyes full of relief for surviving the disaster.

Fortunately, I stood on the right side, otherwise I would be the only one to die today!

Fortunately, the sect master was present, otherwise the aftermath alone would have killed me!

"The sect master is mighty, and the Holy Son is invincible!"

The next moment, a group of inner sect elders looked at each other and bowed to Wangyue and Wang Pan without hesitation!

A group of inner sect elders who survived the disaster had a sincere smile on their faces, and their faces were almost broken by laughter.

How could they not be happy?

Just now, the Holy Son killed a group of people!

Among this group of people, there were two deputy sect masters, and nearly a hundred inner sect elders, main vein masters, and branch vein masters.

In addition, deacons, outer sect elders, and true disciples died in large numbers!

So many people died at once, and Shenming Sect had no one to take over in a short time.

With fewer people, naturally they can eat more!

In addition, their power can be further expanded, and they can place people from their own lineage in various positions!

"Master, let go quickly, so many people are watching, give this Saint Son some face!"

Wang Pan smiled at Wang Yue.

"Do you still have face?"

Wang Yue said in surprise.

I have been beaten up by him in front of so many people since I was a child, and I have no face left.

"If you don't let go, this Saint Son will be angry!"

Wang Pan said with a serious face.

"I won't let go!"

Wang Yue was not afraid at all, let's see what you can do to me?

It's even rebellious!

Wang Pan had a flash of inspiration, and he came up with a black tiger heart-piercing move with lightning speed!

Wang Yue didn't expect that Wang Pan would dare to sneak attack him!

For a while, he was stunned in place, and his hand couldn't help but loosen.

His face turned pale, sometimes shy, and sometimes full of murderous intent!

Wang Pan took advantage of Wang Yue's stunned presence and ran away immediately.

Pulling out a trail of afterimages, he sat on the back of the Black Heavenly Lord.

"Gee, gee, gee!"

Wang Pan shouted, and kicked the belly of the Black Heavenly Lord, signaling the Black Heavenly Lord to run!

The Black Heavenly Lord looked up with a confused look on his face, and looked at Wang Pan in confusion.

"Fool, you have no eyesight at all, and you will be killed and eaten sooner or later!

Don't stand there, run!

If you don't run now, you won't be able to run later!"

Wang Pan looked at the confused face of the Black Heavenly Lord, and was so angry that he gave him a big Bidou on the head.

"Mee!"

The Black Heavenly Lord screamed in pain, and didn't care about so much, and ran away.

He ran away in a flash and disappeared.

"Traitor! I will kill you!"

Wang Yue was ashamed and angry, her long hair flying, and the Phoenix Step-Shake jingled.

The whole body exudes a thick yin energy. In the shadow of Wangyue, it seems that countless creatures are struggling to break free.

The Punishment Hall Master and others only stood up at this time, looking at the furious sect master, confused.

But after hearing the word "traitor" from Wangyue's mouth, the Punishment Hall Master and others understood.

It must be that the Saint Son made too much noise just now, which made the sect master angry.

"Master, the Holy Son is still young and has a childish mentality. It will be fine when he grows up."

"Yes, yes, the Holy Son is still a child!"

"Master, calm down!"

"Isn't it just that the Holy Son made a lot of noise? Under your suppression, we are fine, and the Shenming Sect has not suffered much loss."

"The Holy Son is still young, and it is normal that he can't control his own power."

"Master, you should pay more attention to the Holy Son. I believe that under the guidance of the Master, the Holy Son will soon be able to control his own power."

The Lord of the Punishment Hall and others persuaded him. For them, Wang Pan is the hope of the Shenming Sect!

A thigh that can't be thicker. Killing Lianxu with Yuanying is like killing a chicken. Such a Holy Son must be worshipped.

In the future, it all depends on the Holy Son. Besides, there is no overnight hatred between the master and the apprentice.

Now the Master is angry, maybe he will be fine tomorrow.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing, Sect Master?"

"Sect Master, don't come over here!"

"Don't hit me in the face, I still rely on my face to make a living!"

"Woo woo, why are you hitting us, Sect Master?"

"We were wrong! We were wrong!"

The screams and pleas for mercy were heard, making people sad and crying.

After a while, Wangyue exhaled a breath of foul air, and felt much better, and turned to leave.

Leave a nose and swollen face, and the miserable inner elder.

"Really, I will be a dog if I talk more next time!"

"His, the prince is really cruel, the old man's arm was interrupted."

"Don't say it, don't say, the prince hasn't gone far!"

"Woohoo, when can anyone be able to control the prince!"

"This time, we can stop the disaster for the Son."

A group of elders with a swollen nose and swollen face supported each other, limped in the sunset, and walked towards Shenming Peak.