The Immortal Taoist Chapter 287: This seat is Wuji Yan

The big guy who claims to be this seat is a hundred feet tall, and the young warriors of various forces are as small as ants in front of him. ⊙The top novel, x. He wears a dark red armor, and his body exudes a tyrannical aura. The original power of the Shura battlefield seems to be trembling, fearing his majesty.

Three huge faces, with different expressions, either grinning, confused, or surprised. He didn't expect that he would be able to descend into the Asura Realm, after all, the Asura Realm was only for warriors below Tianzun. Although his strength is tyrannical, the rules of the Shura world are not something he can challenge. If it weren't for the existence of the Demon Shou Forbidden Land to help, he would at most grab a few more young warriors before the black vortex disappeared.

It must be the emperor who sealed the Shura clan forever in the Shura realm, and the Taoist master did not have such a thorough means. Don't say that he is not the emperor yet, even if he has already proved Dao and become emperor, he is still wishful thinking to come in. The rules of the Shura realm were not set by one great emperor, but made by hundreds of great emperors.

The existence of the Demon Hand Forbidden Land is different, not to mention that in her heyday, she was able to compete with the Ziwei Emperor who suppressed three thousand territories. She was in the Shura realm alone and had a great advantage. However, the one who can suppress her in the Shura realm must be the supreme powerhouse, and the average emperor simply cannot do it.

"My, my, you are all my sacrifices, don't even want to run!"

The big guy's three pairs of eyes swept across one young warrior after another. Although the cultivation of the disciples of the major forces is not very good, the victory is young and vigorous. The place where he was originally located is harsh, and it is not easy to find a living creature. Suddenly seeing so many creatures, he couldn't help but not get excited.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you the name of this seat. Being able to become the sacrifice of this seat is actually the blessing of your three-person cultivation. Listen, this seat Wuji Yan, do you think this seat is brilliant? It’s okay to tell you, Wuji Yan was the one who made this by himself. Who would let him be knowledgeable and talented, and learn from five cars!"

The head on the left said triumphantly, proud of his name. Anyway, the disciples of the major forces did not have the slightest ability to resist in his heart. Before enjoying the sacrifice, he first proclaimed how great he was, and then eat them, let them understand that being eaten by himself is also a great thing.

"This seat wants to eat you, why don’t you do it? Come on, you are doing martial arts, first beat you up and eat you again, it’s definitely more delicious. Don’t ask why this seat is, this seat is Itchy hands, do you have any comments?"

The head on the right glared fiercely at the young warriors present, and his face was full of cruelty. If a young warrior shot him, he would definitely be beaten badly. Whether it is a martial artist in the Heavenly King realm or a warrior in the Heavenly Sovereign realm, it is impossible to be his opponent at all, his realm is far above the Tianzun.

Ling Dao and the Great Demon God looked at each other. Wuji Yan was completely different from the Asura they had seen before. It was not that Wuji Yan's realm was too high, but Wuji Yan's three heads seemed to have three kinds of thinking. The head on the left likes to brag, the head in the middle wants to enjoy the sacrifice, and the head on the right is ready to shoot.

Wou-Ki-Yan can’t be blamed for this. Change them to where Wu-Ki-Yan is. Maybe they are more nervous than Wuji-Yan. After a long period of loneliness, Wuji Yan could only talk to himself. It happened that he had three heads, and over time, they became what they are now.

"Do you want to eat us, or do you want to fight us?"

Ling Dao asked boldly, the disciples of the major forces glared at him, wishing to beat him to death. The two suggestions he gave to Wuji Yan were both looking for death. If Ling Dao had previously used the Asura Saint King Banner to save their lives, they really wanted to grab Ling Dao by the collar and ask him if he could speak. .

Don't even mention that they join forces, even if they mobilize the holy soldiers, they are still not Wuji Yan's opponents. They were born from extraordinary backgrounds. They have seen Tianzun, Saint King, and some even Daojun. But Wuji Yan's aura was stronger than any Tianzun they had ever seen, even the Holy King was not as good as Wuji Yan. Even some young disciples felt that Wuji Yan was even better than the elders they had met.

In other words, Wuji Yan is probably a Taoist monarch, and Tianjun and Taoist monarch are tens of thousands of miles apart. Even the strongest Heavenly Monarch in the past is still vulnerable to Dao Monarch. No matter how confident they were, they didn't think they could escape under Daojun's nose.

They urged the holy soldiers, they can only use part of the power of the holy soldiers, but even if the holy soldiers exert all their power, it is still useless. The saint soldiers have fully recovered. For Tianjun, it is outrageous, and for Taoism, it is weak and pitiful. How could the weapons refined by the holy king be regarded by Daojun?

"No, no, no, what's the point of fighting and killing, why don't we come here to chant poems and make fus. I have nothing to do, and I just made a few good poems. If I tell you, let you come. Tasting one or two, so that you know that this is a scholarly man!"

"What you said, asshole, hurry up and enjoy the sacrifice, my stomach is already empty, just let them fill my stomach."

"You two shut up, I want to fight them. When I defeat them, whether you want to eat them or discuss poetry with them, I am not interested!"

Wuji Yan's three heads actually argued, as if three people were arguing. If you listen to the head on the left, the disciples of the major forces can live for a while, if you listen to the head in the middle, they will enter Wuji Yan's stomach now, if you listen to the head on the right, they will have to be beaten first.

"His strength is very strong, and it is not something we can deal with. Fortunately, his brain is not bright, or should we run away now?"

"As long as we escape separately, he will be able to catch only a few. It depends on our luck."

"Anyway, we will not stay in the Shura realm forever. As soon as the time comes, we will return to our own territory. Then, if he can chase after him, we will not be afraid of him."

Even the inferior imperial powers will certainly not be afraid of a Taoist monarch. Just ask for an emperor soldier, and you can fight Wuji Yan Man looking for teeth. Anyway, they come from different forces. The alliance is only temporary. Now that their lives are at stake, they have long forgotten about the alliance.

"Before leaving, do you want to grab the Asura Sacred King Banner? If there is the Asura Sacred King Banner in hand, why are we afraid of Asura?"

"Idiot, it's too late to escape now. Are you still thinking about the Asura Saint King Banner? You can think that your life is long, but you don't want to get us into the water, we don't want to die, you know?"

Originally, after the warriors of the Asura tribe fled, there was a heavenly monarch who wanted to grab the flag of the Asura Sacred King. After all, a sacred king of Shura banner alone is more powerful than ninety-nine saint soldiers. Who doesn't want to own it? As for Ling Dao’s kindness to save them, some ignored them directly, while others were prepared to report it later, one yard for one yard, right?

Unfortunately, the appearance of Wuji Yan disrupted their plans. Ling Dao had already collected the Asura Sacred King Banner. If they wanted to **** the Asura Sacred King Banner, they would have to attack Ling Dao. A peerless genius who can cross the martial arts corridor, even if it is only the peak of the heavenly king, is still not easy to deal with. If it is their recklessness that attracts Wuji Yan's attention, it would be wishful thinking for them to run for their lives.

The disciples of the major forces are not fools, and no one is willing to sit still. If they can beat Wuji Yan, they will definitely shoot, even if they pay a certain price, they will not hesitate. It's just that they obviously have no chance of winning, so they won't be stupid, and the right choice is to launch the fastest escape.

At the moment of life and death, they can no longer take care of the younger brothers and sisters. Their life is the most important thing. Besides, Wuji Yan is not blind, it is impossible for them to escape without seeing Wuji Yan. The warriors with low realm just buy time for the warriors with high realm, so that they can get out of the tiger's mouth.

"Hey, I haven't told you my poems yet, why do you want to run without saying hello? Do you know how to be polite? Is there any trust between creatures and creatures?"

"You are all my sacrifices, cooked ducks, how can you fly away?"

"This seat wants you to take action, to compete with this seat, not to run for your life, do you have the courage?"

Although Wuji Yan's three heads express different meanings, their purpose is the same, which is to keep all young warriors. The disciples of the major forces still underestimated Wuji Yan's methods, even if they fled in different directions, it was still useless.

The big world with a radius of five hundred li suddenly fell, and the young warriors only felt that the space had become extremely tight~IndoMTL.com~ Originally, they fled quickly, but now the speed is greatly reduced, just like ordinary people walking. . Their bodies seem to be pressing against countless mountains, the weight is incredible.

Immediately afterwards, the head in the middle of Wuji Yan opened his mouth and sucked. A huge suction force sucked back one young warrior after another. The dozens of martial artists who were the closest to Wuji Yan were sucked into their stomachs one after another. The space in Wuji Yan's stomach is extremely wide. After they entered, they couldn't come out again, they could only wait to die.

"It's over, are we really going to be her belly food?"

"Who told me that despite the dangers in the Shura world, the most powerful warrior is only Banbu Tianzun, dare to stand in front of me, I promise not to kill you!"

"I thought of dying in the hands of disciples of other forces, and also thought of dying in the hands of warriors of the Asura tribe, but I never thought of dying in the belly of others."

Wuji Yan's methods made them desperate. Even if the Asura tribe had taken out ninety-nine holy soldiers before, they still had the courage to continue to shoot. But now, facing Wuji Yan, their strength is simply a joke. If the seven patriarchs knew the current situation, he would definitely laugh. With so many celestial martial artists buried with him, he would die without regret.