Chapter 826

Looking at the third person, the White Dragon Emperor narrowed his eyes slightly.

As early as before, when he first came here, he felt that there was another person hiding in this area besides him and Nanli.

The White Dragon Emperor was deeply surprised that he couldn't see through the details of the man with his cultivation as his way of life.

The man's breath is as light as a thin line of cooking smoke. It is very unreal if it is scattered. Whenever the White Dragon Emperor flies out to read and release the pressure to explore, the man's breath will be blown like the smoke blown by the wind, but gather again at the next moment.

In other words, this person has no pressure on the emperor level to the strong, and is not afraid of the White Dragon Emperor. You know, the White Dragon Emperor ranks in the top ten on the emperor ranking list, and even higher than the Western Tian Bohou.

There are only two possibilities to be so calm and calm under the deterrence of the White Dragon Emperor. One possibility is that this person's cultivation is far more than that of the White Dragon Emperor. However, this possibility is also the least possible. Looking at the nine heaven world, there are few people whose strength is higher than the White Dragon Emperor. Don't say you won't come here. Even if you do, there's no reason to hide your head and tail like the White Dragon Emperor.

The second possibility is that this person practices a special skill.

The White Dragon Emperor had two thoughts in his mind and was very curious. Until he saw the man at this time, the White Dragon Emperor gave a clang in his heart, and his eyes showed a touch of very brief consternation, which immediately returned to nature.

It's him... They!

The White Dragon Emperor stared at the man in a green robe beside the stone tire, with mixed feelings at the bottom of his heart.

The man is thin and long, with slightly white temples and some beard residue under his chin. He looks like he has expanded the vicissitudes of life. However, unlike the vicissitudes of the West Tian Bohou after experiencing honor and disgrace and seeing through the world, the vicissitudes of the green robed man seems to be a kind of fatigue carrying a heavy burden. His eyebrows are slightly raised, but it seems to hold up a piece of heaven. The man in green robe gently touched the stone tire, lowered his head and didn't speak. The whole face, including his facial features, fell into the shadow behind him. He couldn't see his appearance or his look at the moment.

Looking at the man, the White Dragon Emperor was filled with inexplicable emotions.

Either way, he didn't guess right. Or he guessed only half the possibility.

In front of the man, he has indeed practiced some very special skill, but in addition, what really makes him not afraid of the emperor's authority is his ancient and mysterious identity and the inheritance of people like them who have been detached from things for thousands of years.

"Monitor Yin and Yang, seize longevity and prove the Tao, lower the meaning of Jiuyou and upload jiuxiao... Brother, you still have friends of youyou messenger... Why didn't you say it earlier?"

The White Dragon Emperor murmured, a touch of dejected sadness flashed in his eyes, and his voice was bitter.

His voice is not big enough to spread to all the strong experts present.

"Youyou messenger" sounded like a burst of thunder, roaring in everyone's ears.

Up to the master of Mo sect, Tong Laozu, Rong XuanZhen, the floating emperor, down to the demon king and demon handsome, their eyes showed a hot color, staring at the green robed man next to the stone tire, as if they were looking at a rare treasure. Even Nanli is no exception.

The wandering people, like the innate pulse, are also the terrible existence to survive the great extinction safely, and have retained a good inheritance and mantle. This alone gives them a transcendent position in the nine heaven world, not to mention their magical ability to save the dead without scruples.

You know, even those who are dead both in body and soul can be saved by the wandering messengers. Of course, it needs the Xuanjun level strong among the wandering messengers. Ordinary wandering messengers can also save monks who have fallen for many years.

Such actions that overturn the world and violate the law of Taoism often come to no good end, but the wandering people are well preserved. Generation after generation, they with immortal bodies appear in every corner of the world, leaving their mysterious legends.

These skills are really shocking and admirable.

Although the wandering people are mysterious and powerful, they can be chosen by nine day friars. Few friars are really willing to become wandering messengers. It is almost difficult for friars to accept the inheritance of wandering people.

First, it is widely said that youyou messengers are all lonely stars of Tiansha, have no relatives or friends, live a lonely life, and can't have children and blood inheritance. Violators will die.

Second, wandering messengers should not interfere with secular affairs at will. Even in the Taoist world, it is almost difficult to see wandering messengers.

Although practitioners regard themselves as immortals and Demons and pursue carefree and carefree, how many people can really do this. If you have strength and don't show off, you can only be lonely, not to mention spreading branches and leaves and inheriting families. What's the difference between this and killing them.

Therefore, even in the circle of the emperor and the strong, the wandering messenger is a mysterious and strange existence, which is enough to arouse anyone's interest.

Just then, at the edge of the black pool cliff, the limitless stone tire suddenly shook violently, making a buzzing sound, faintly revealing a trace of complex emotion.

The nearest Mohist leader came back. He stared at the limitless stone tire, walked forward, stopped three steps later, and looked at the green man next to the limitless stone tire with fear.

"Your Excellency, this stone..."

The master of Mo sect smiled, raised his arms and was ready to move, but he had some scruples about the wandering messenger in front of him.

The man in green robe stroked the stone fetus with complex eyes and didn't pay much attention to the master of mo.

The master of Mo sect was angry and his face was slightly gloomy. The most powerful emperor level, the leader of one side of power, is not courted by others wherever he goes. Even the emperor of the West heaven, the emperor of the white dragon, who is comparable to the emperor of Xuanjun, will not be rude to him.

The wandering messenger in front of him let him taste the indifference and negligence that he had not experienced for a long time.

But after all, he is almost only a wandering man in the legend. He is mysterious and unpredictable. His means are strange. He can't see through the cultivation of Taoism. The leader of Mohist sect is afraid. For a moment, he doesn't know how to deal with it.

"Bold! The leader of our sect is talking to you in green!"

Behind the leader of the Mo sect, a demon commander of the heaven realm, relying on the many emperor and sub emperor masters in front of him, sneered and scolded: "don't play tricks there. Don't think you can play prestige in my Outland with a wandering name. My sect palace is not afraid of you!"

The man in green was indifferent.

Seeing this, the demon friars gradually grew bolder.

Another emperor level demon king smiled: "it is said that wandering people ignore worldly affairs and are aloof, but what we see today is just like this. Why, your excellency also wants to go to the ancient battlefield? Why not take nalochuan out of the stone and refine it into a destruction pill, and divide it equally?"

"I don't think the stone is ordinary. It's better to cook the stone with people and refine it. Maybe the effect will be better." another demon king also smiled and looked at the man in green robe with a hint of provocation.

The leader of Mo sect didn't speak. He let his men open their mouth to annoy the wandering Messenger, secretly looking for flaws and why he came here.

The green robed friar finally raised his head, and two sections of long green hair hung on his cheeks, covering half of his face.

Two dark clouds floated from the sky, like palm slaps of a PU fan, closing the sky light, leaving only a sword like sunshine, which was soon extinguished by the dark clouds.

Between heaven and earth, a dark wind suddenly blew. The wind was so strong that it lifted the dark clouds in the sky. The sky was shadowy and shook people's eyes.

As soon as the Mohist leader's heart tightened, his uneasy mood rose from the bottom of his heart.

The long wind rolled up the Friar's long hair and showed his side face. For a short moment, he glanced at the nearest Mo sect leader and the White Dragon Emperor who had been watching closely at the same time.

At first glance, the side face was very strange, but when the face was repeated in my mind, it gave birth to a sense of familiarity, only feeling deja vu.

In a flash, the thought was as clear as the White Dragon Emperor and the master of the Mo sect!

That side face is five or six points similar to Luo Chuan's face!

Ding... Dang!

The sound of copper sounded.

There was no movement of the man in green robe. A copper coin jumped out of his palm and rose straight, but before reaching the highest point, it flashed a black Shenhua and disappeared.

Ding... Dang! Dang!

Followed by the second, the third.

Three copper coins jumped from the man's palm, straight as a ruler column, but they all crossed the dark Shenhua halfway, disappeared and seemed to melt in the air.

A strange feeling is brewing from the air, born and finally released. Like breath, like prestige, but also mixed with a trace of emotional fluctuations.

Master Mo's face was tense, an ominous premonition came out, and the alarm bell of Xinhu suddenly sounded.

A vague memory flashed in my mind. The master of the Mo cult clicked on his heart and shouted, "no! It's a life-threatening copper coin!"

Dang!

The crisp sound echoed among the broken mountains and rivers.

The demon handsome who spoke wildly before was pale. From his forehead, the color of blood and gas faded a little, as if the tide had retreated and spread downward. In the twinkling of an eye, the whole face became blue and white, and his eyes were dim.

"I, I, I..."

The demon handsome opened his mouth and didn't say a complete word for a long time.

Poop!

The demon handsome of the second rank in the heavens lay down straight and died.

Almost at the same time when he fell, the second demon king's face changed greatly. He stepped back three steps. Like the previous demon handsome, his face was as red as the tide.

"Stop!" the master of Mohism roared.

The second demon king was killed in response to his "poop" sound.

A chill rose from the bottom of the hearts of the people present, and their backs were chilly.

That's a strong emperor! It's not a roadside cabbage!

But under the youyou Messenger, he said he would die. Just a copper coin took the life of a demon king who had been practicing hard for hundreds of years. He didn't even use any means of resistance!

You know, it's hard to kill the emperor level strong who ranks more than 100 in the face of the strong sub emperor demon king in two or three moves.

The wandering messenger in front of him didn't look very big.

The mysterious legend of youyou emissary and the terrorist means that have lasted for thousands of years have been fulfilled. Even the emperors and powerful people present are sweating a little!