Chapter 1780

"What? Have you come? " Miao Xuan exclaimed, looking around, but he didn't see anyone. He said in his heart, "it's really not something in the pool. I haven't found anyone coming, but he found it."

However, Miao Xuan has no doubt about Yang Yiyun, because he has proved his superiority with strength and combat effectiveness.

Yang Yiyun nodded to Miaoxian and said, "yes, it's already here, so I can't run away, and I don't want to run. Master Miaoxian, you can avoid it. I don't want to embarrass you."

Listening to Yang Yiyun's single tone full of determination, Miao Xuan knows that she can't persuade Yang Yiyun. She turns around and leaves with a sigh, because she has tried her best and can't help.

She knew that it was the right choice for her to leave. After all, all the others were killed by Yang Yiyun, but she had nothing to do. It was hard to tell if she was seen, so miaoxuan left without hesitation.

As for Yang Yiyun, he is staring at the mountains in the distance. At the moment, they are almost at the top of the 72 peaks in the second stage. Under visual inspection, they are about 1000 meters away from the 36 peaks in the third stage.

Normally, the development of divine consciousness on the supreme mountain is limited, so he can't see thousands of meters away. However, with the help of the old man's spiritual power, it's not surprising that he can find people coming to the mountain thousands of meters away.

At the moment, in Yang Yiyun's perception, there are ten strong breath from all over the mountain top, each of which is a big part higher than the level of Wan Taiji.

"Smelly boy, let others enter the space of heaven and earth pot. They are all the cultivation of forces in the later period of six turns. They are far from the level of Wan Taiji. Their level is not an opponent, but a burden to you."

At this time, the voice of the old man sounded in his mind.

Yang Yiyun heard the old man talking, but his face became dignified. He knew that under normal circumstances, the old man seldom spoke. Since the old man reminded him, he was definitely not an ordinary person.

In the later period of liuzhuan, he was really a master. According to miaoxuan's previous story, there were ten immortal masters on the thirty-six peaks. Now it seems that they should be the ten.

As for the Sanxian ancestor in Miao Xuan's mouth, he is an old monster who has been suppressed for thousands of years. Yang Yiyun doesn't know if he will come out today. But so far, the old man hasn't said anything to let him know.

Don't you think the old man has the confidence?

Of course, Yang Yiyun knows that he can't rely on the old man for everything.

Although the supreme mountain is the old man's ashram, the old man doesn't know how long he hasn't been here. The biggest drawback is that the old man is still a spirit after all. He can't get out of the mountain. Maybe he can only rely on himself in life and death.

Then Yang Yiyun told Mei Jie and took them into the space of heaven and earth pot. Of course, Mei Jie wanted to stay, but in front of the overbearing Yang, all the resistance was futile. After greeting them, he took them all into the space of heaven and earth pot without saying a word.

That is at this time, in the sight of ten strong breath, or six turn later Sanxian master appeared in front of him 30 meters.

Ten six turn later Sanxian master, seven men and three women, there are old and few appear.

Every one of them is full of breath.

No one spoke. After appearing in the field silently, all the dogs were staring at Yang Yiyun.

In this atmosphere, if you were a general monk, you would collapse in the face of the pressure of ten powerful scattered immortals.

But Yang Yiyun is just an alien.

Don't say that their ten six turn later period's prestige pressure on him, even if is 100 all does not matter.

Because the power of the old man's spirit is on him, and there is no such thing as imposing power on him.

Whose power of coercion can be equal to twelve robberies of scattered immortals?

Although the old man didn't fight with his body, he lent himself the power of his spirit. Under such circumstances, how could Yang Yiyun be frightened by the power of ten six wandering immortals.

The ten immortals didn't speak, each of them was very high.

However, Yang Yiyun directly ignored their power.

These ten immortals have different faces. Some have no facial expression, others smoke from the corners of their mouths

It's like a punch on the fist.

Finally, a boy who looked only sixteen or seventeen began to speak.

"Little fellow, you have some ability to kill the 40-50 five turn Sanxian in one go. It's really good, but it's also wrong. You shouldn't go wild in the supreme mountain.

Today, no matter how capable you are, you have to die. No one can kill people in the supreme mountain, and no one dares to kill dozens of scattered immortals. This is different from the devil. I think you are really possessed. If you are eliminated, your mind will not be affected. Do you decide by yourself or let me do it? "Yang Yiyun narrowed his eyes and reached the peak of his whole body. He would not underestimate any enemy, even if he was a teenager.

In other words, he is not a teenager at all, but an old monster who has not known how many years of cultivation.

Friars never look at appearances.

Listening to the young man, Yang Yiyun said slowly: "someone said the same thing to me before, but I'm dead. Do you want to die?

I just want to go up to the top of the supreme mountain. I don't want to enter the river with you. You high-ranking immortals are shameless and don't want to look at the way to rob.

If I can't fight, I'll shout wave after wave of people, full of benevolence, righteousness and morality. A big hat will be put on my head, and if I don't agree, I'll kill.

You call me the devil? Then I ask you, I ask you... Before those who blocked the way and robbed me, they were greedy for my friends. They wanted to take it for themselves, but they found me a lot of black hats. Are those bastards who are going to kill me?

At that time, you Sanxian Island sent people to cultivate the real world to kill the demons. They colluded with the demons and tried to destroy our Cloud Gate fairyland. Are they the demons?

You or you tell me, what is the devil? I, Yang Yiyun, am the devil. Are you also the devil? Hehe, high-profile ah, fight the small to the big, kill the little to the old, as soon as they appear, they boast that they are high and strong, ten people are shameless and shameless, at the same time, give me the release of the bullying momentum, unfortunately, your little bit of bullying momentum is useless to me.

Well, now I feel under the pressure of prestige. Do I have to do it without kneeling down? OK, just do it. Can we not be so shameless? Up is the eyes long in the forehead, a pair of I'm the king of heaven Laozi posture, open mouth will be young master, I kneel down to self-determination?

Hehe, where do you come from? Who gives you self-confidence? Let me make my own decisions? You're a fart. Do you think the Sanxian in the later period of liuzhuan will be invincible?

Or do you old bastards stay in the closed space of Sanxian island for a long time and have a funny mind? I'll tell you that the number of liuzhuan Sanxian killed by my hand is absolutely enough

If you want to fight, hurry up. Don't deal with the empty ones. Now I only believe in fists. Today you want me to make my own decisions. I also want you bastards to go to hell. It's killing people. If you have the ability, you can come up. "

In the face of Sanxian in the later stage of the ten six turns, the more scolding he was, the more smooth he was, and the more angry he was.

In fact, this is really the case. In any case, these scattered immortals are all sect groups, and they all have their own small circle. They are shameless, and they say it's revenge. But in the end, these holy land forces are looking for trouble.

Whether it's the people who cultivate the holy land of the world of truth, or the Sanxian who come from the holy land of Sanxian Island, it's all a virtue.

Therefore, Yang cursed that the anger in the center was not calmed down because he had just killed dozens of wuzhuan Sanxian, but became more furious.

I can't help it. These dog days are too irritating and deceiving. The little boss is strong and weak. He has a disgusting face that can control people's life and death. He can let you die and live.

This kind of feeling and posture is too uncomfortable for someone.

"You... You..." the young looking Sanxian raised his finger to Yang Yi, who was speechless.

The other Sanxian also had blue and white faces. They couldn't be cursed by Yang Yiyun. It seems that no one has ever cursed them like this in their cultivation career.