The Immortal Taoist Chapter 289: Little white face

(Maopu Chinese) "Senior, dare you to suppress the cultivation base to the peak of the Heavenly Kings realm and fight with me."

Change to another martial artist, I don’t have the guts to use the radical technique on Wuji Yan, because when Wuji Yan is angry, he may catch them in his mouth, chew them hard, and then swallow them in his stomach, but , Behind Ling Dao, there is the existence of the magic hand forbidden land.

As long as the existence of the magic hand forbidden land has not broken through the seal, she must ensure the safety of Ling Dao, because Ling Dao is the key to her breaking the seal. Ling Dao will understand a passage of scripture every once in a while. , Passed to the existence of Demon Shou Forbidden Land, because of this, the existence of Demon Shou Forbidden Land has the ability to make Wuji Yan come over.

"I really don't know how to live or die, even my life is in the hands of others, and I dare to stimulate others."

"Don't gloat for misfortune. He is dead. The next one may be you or me. Are you sure to survive."

"You are really ungrateful. If he hadn't come with the banner of the Asura Holy King, we might have died in the hands of the Asura tribal warrior. Now he is dying. If you don't save him, you will laugh at him. Is your conscience all eaten by dogs."

Anyway, Ling Dao is indeed their savior. Some warriors lowered their heads ashamed, while some warriors sneered. The latter felt that Ling Dao should save them because they were all from In the heavens, the warriors of the Asura tribe are their common enemy.

"It's ridiculous, it's impossible for you to think that you will suppress your cultivation to the peak of the heavenly king, and you will be able to beat this seat." Wuji Yan's right head curled his lips and continued, "Like you , When this seat is at the peak of the Heavenly King Realm, one can eat one hundred in a day."

Where Wuji Yan is, I haven’t encountered a creature for a long time. What he is talking about is pure bragging. Anyway, Ling Dao didn’t know him before, and other warriors also don’t know his origin. Who knows what he said. Is it true or false? Besides, even if some warriors think what he said is false, can they dare to point it out.

If someone questioned Wuji Yan, then Wuji Yan would definitely eat him, and chew it before eating. Wuji Yan’s brutality has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. No matter what he says now, no warrior has come forward to say to him. No, most warriors are desperate anyway, they are just waiting for death.

The hundred-foot-tall Wuji Yan suddenly became smaller and turned into a two-meter-high Asura with three heads and six arms. Although he thought Ling Dao's proposal was very ridiculous, he still suppressed his cultivation to the peak of the Heavenly King, but he didn't wait. Ling Dao shot, Wuji Yan's body changed back to its original size.

"If you want to suppress the cultivation base, then suppress yours. Why do you suppress our cultivation base?"

"That is, you made my stomach so small, how can I enjoy the sacrifice."

Suppressing the cultivation base is purely the attention of the right head. The left head and the middle head disagree at all. The minority obeys the majority. Even if the right head works hard, it will be no match for the other two heads. The right head has no choice but to Swearing at the other two heads.

"Why did I grow up on the same body with you two idiots, if I could not survive without leaving the body, I would have separated from you a long time ago."

"You are an idiot. What if you suppress the realm and all the sacrifices are shot together and kill us."

"I think you two are idiots, and I am the only one who is the smartest. After all, I read poetry and books, know astronomy, and know geography. It is a hundred times stronger than you, if it weren’t for me. Because of our IQ, I’m afraid we don’t know where we died."

Ling Dao was stunned in place, and the other warriors were equally dumbfounded. Wuji Yan himself was arguing with him. It was a weird thing. The tragedy was that they were going to become Wuji Yan’s belly food and die in such a strange hand. Here, how can it be a tragic word.

"You still can't fight, or you admit that your Heavenly King Realm peak is inferior to me, I will let you use your current cultivation base to compete with me."

Even young martial artists who had a good impression of Ling Dao now feel that Ling Dao’s mind is problematic. If Wuji Yan keeps arguing and drags them out of the Shura realm, they will be able to escape. It's amazing, can it be impossible to track down the territory where they are from the Shura realm.

What they have to do now is to provoke discord. If Wuji Yan’s three heads fight, he might be seriously injured. Then they will have the hope of survival. I have to say that they really are Whimsical, Wuji Yan's three heads are noisy at best, how could he beat himself.

"Little bastard, dare to look down on this seat so much. If you don't let you taste the power of this seat, you really treat this seat as a sick cat."

The right head roared, and a **** hand was suppressed like a mountain. The weight of his palm alone was not something that the peak warrior of the Heavenly King realm could bear. He did not think of crushing Ling to death. Dao, just wanted to make Ling Dao suffer and let Ling Dao kneel down and admit his mistake.

"Kunpeng Boxing."

Wuji Yan has no intention to kill. Ling Dao doesn't know if the existence of the Demon Hand Forbidden Land will make a move, so he has to use his martial arts, a pair of black and gold intertwined wings, violently flapped, the huge shadow of the fist smashed fiercely In the **** hand, it is a pity that there is no other effect at all except for the sparks that splash in the sky.

The **** hand still fell steadily, getting closer and closer to Ling Dao. Ling Dao took a deep breath and increased his shot speed to the extreme. Within a few breaths, he hit 36 ​​full punches, turning seventh. The Rank Nine Dragon Strength, even more so that his strength soared to seven times the original.

However, even so, there is still no effect. Wuji Yan's realm is too much higher than Ling Dao. It is like a duel between ants and Shenlong. In Shenlong's eyes, the power of ants is completely insignificant. No matter how fast Ling Dao makes a move, what's the use?

Even if the power of thirty-six punches are all superimposed together, there is still nothing to do with Wuji Yan's hand, no matter how talented the pinnacle of heaven, when you encounter Wuji Yan, you will only end in defeat. Fortunately, at the critical moment, the magic hand is forbidden. Existence finally took action, otherwise, Ling Dao would definitely be crushed.

"Other warriors can die, but he can't."

A jade-white palm floats on Ling Dao’s head. The big hand, like a black cloud, stopped abruptly and could no longer fall. Ling Dao breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the demon hand’s forbidden land exists If he is willing to make a move, he has hope to survive.

The head on the right snorted, and the dark big hand suddenly exerted strength. When dealing with Ling Dao, he only used a small amount of strength. Now he increases the strength and can definitely shatter the white palm of his hand. It's a pity , Things are different from what he imagined, no matter how much he increased his strength to, his white palms could still easily block his big hands.

Even if Wuji Yan uses his full strength, he is still helpless with the white palm of his hand. The left head and the middle head look dignified, because the presence of the shot is not on the Shura battlefield, and the distance between them can still block his one. With just one hand, doesn't it mean that the opponent may be able to beat him.

"Who are you, why are you in the Shura world, and why do you want to block this seat? Do you want to be like them, become a sacrifice to this seat."

It’s one thing to feel jealous. Wuji Yan’s mouth is still very rampant, as if he didn’t pay attention to the existence of Demon Hand Forbidden Land at all. According to his inherited memory, there should be no warriors in the Asura world above half a step Tianzun. , He came to the Shura realm, and he could do whatever he wanted, doing whatever he wanted.

"Little guy, if it weren't for me, could you come in? Why, forget me so soon."

Yi Ruo’s voice came from a distance, as if standing in front of Wuji Yan. The young warriors didn’t know what to say, not to mention how old Wuji Yan was, it was only his. The body is not related to the little guy at all.

Only Ling Dao understands that Wuji Yan is indeed a little guy in front of Yi Ruo. Whether it is Wuji Yan’s age or Wuji Yan’s realm, in front of Yi Ruo, it is not worth mentioning. He wants Wuji Yan. No matter how mad, maybe Yi Ruo can make Wuji Yan suffer a bit.

"Oh~IndoMTL.com~ So you helped me to come in." The middle head just finished speaking, and the right head interrupted, "Presumably you saw the power of this seat. Sit down, since you know to please this seat in advance, this seat knows that you are better than them, in order to thank you, this seat decided to eat you and let you become one with this seat."

Wuji Yan certainly doesn’t know what is called the grace of dripping water. Although his three heads are contradictory, they have a common hobby, which is to enjoy sacrifices. The disciples of the major forces are in his eyes. It is a sacrifice, the existence of the Demon Hand Forbidden Land in his eyes is also a sacrifice, and it is a better sacrifice.

"I don’t believe the words of the brothers and sisters anymore. The strongest person in the Asura world is only Half-Step Tianzun. Look at the Wu Ji Yan in front of you. Then think about the strong man who shot just now. Which one of them is not stronger than Tianzun. Exist, Heavenly King Pinnacle wants to cross the Asura world, just kidding."

"Good deeds, great deeds, finally a strong man quarreled with Wuji Yan. We are indeed not Wuji Yan's opponents, but the woman who speaks now must have the strength to fight Wuji Yan, even she might Stronger than Wuji Yan. If she can kill Wuji Yan, don't we need to die."

"Don’t be happy too early. Didn’t you listen to the woman? She doesn’t care about the life or death of other warriors. As long as Ling Dao doesn’t die, I really don’t know where Ling Dao’s luck has made him get along with such a strong person. Could it be that he made a little white face."

"If I can live as a little white face, I am willing to be a little white face. With such a strong person to take care of, who is afraid of in the Shura world, even if the warriors of the Shura tribe go together, it must not be her opponent. Wang Qi, directly let that woman take action, and you can wipe out all the warriors of the Asura tribe." The book was first published from 17k novel network, and the original content is the first time to watch!

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