Chapter four hundred and sixteen don't learn from me
"Is this the strength of the Guyu Sect's juntaozi? It's so terrifying?"
Except for the True Lord Can Jian, all the cultivators from the Immortal Toad Palace suddenly couldn't help but tremble.
In their subconscious, Lu Hexuan, the quasi-dao son of the ancient sect of the Gu Xia Sect, was only a Jindan monk at most, and it was absolutely impossible for him to be from the Nascent Soul.
But a Nascent Soul monk was shot to the ground by him using the power of magic, which was beyond their cognition.
"Brother, do you want to chase the rest of these people?"
Wan Yehe was eager to try it out. After getting the Blood Corpse, his strength was greatly increased. Now, seeing the talisman sword of the Canjian Zhenjun collapsed, he couldn't help feeling itchy and wanted to bully the other monks from the Immortal Toad Palace.
"I have no interest in those people." Wang Li fell to the ground.
"No, brother, you are not interested, I am interested." Wan Yehe shouted in extreme disappointment.
"ah!"
All the other monks in the Immortal Toad Palace were shocked.
They looked at the female cultivator's robe on Wan Yehe's body, and countless terrifying associations suddenly arose in their hearts.
They were a little hesitant before, whether to try to save Canjian Zhenjun, but when they heard the conversation between Wang Li and Wan Yehe, they immediately regretted that they did not have a stronger flying magic weapon in their hands, and they all wanted to run away.
It must be faster than the rest of the people. Never fall into the hands of Lu Hexuan and this female-clad man, otherwise he will definitely be treated inhumanely.
"ah!"
The true king of Can Jian shouted in horror.
He finally barely controlled his body when approaching the ground, but he found that the power of the other party's big handprint was extremely strange. In the wound formed by the impact of the power, it was like a dark fire burning, and he collapsed.
The wound cannot be recovered.
His body was covered with fine cracks, and he felt that his body might crack at any time.
"Lu Hexuan, I have no grudges and no grudges with you. If you dare to kill me, let Xianchan Palace and the Gu Sect of Foxia make a dead grudge."
He felt that Wang Li was chasing him quickly and knew that he could not escape, so he screamed loudly: "My Immortal Toad Palace is different from another sect. He is walking under the Three Saints. We are ordered to wipe out the monks in Hongshanzhou. You
If you dare to kill me, you will ignore the Three Saints..."
"Don't call ghosts. Even I can't figure out who it is, and even ghosts call ghosts." Wang Li directly sacrificed the Immortal Devouring Array Plate. In the whistling of the Yin Feng, he even cast several ban methods, allowing him to let him
The severely injured true Lord Can Jian could not even escape from the Yuanying.
"The Ten Thousand Ghosts Immortal Devouring Array? Are you not Lu Hexuan, but Wanyehe, the quasi-daozi of the Tiangui Holy Sect?" Canjian Zhenjun spoke in disbelief.
"Brother, he has extraordinary knowledge and actually recognizes me?" Wan Yehe looked at Wang Li in surprise, and suddenly felt very proud.
"Are you the quasi-daozi Wanyehe of the Tiangui Holy Sect?" Can Jian Zhenjun looked at Wanyehe wearing a female cultivator's robe, and could not believe it.
"Why, don't you look like this?" Wan Yehe suddenly became a little angry and embarrassed. He coldly released the blood corpse and the underworld servant, and then said, "I advise you not to judge people by appearance, nor to judge people by robes."
"ah!"
The true king of Canjian was about to break apart.
He intuition that Wan Yehe released something like ghosts, but he intuition that the other party's ghost's power was terrifying. Even if his injuries were completely restored at this time, he would never be the other party without the mountain ghost talisman sword in his hand.
The opponent of the ghost.
"You should understand now?" Looking at the extremely shocked look of the true Lord Can Jian, Wan Yehe felt relieved and suddenly became proud.
True Lord Can Jian trembled all over, and he cried out, "Wan Daozi, I understand what to do, but I am too injured at the moment and can't serve the two fellow Taoists at all."
Wan Yehe was stunned and suddenly felt chilled, "What do you think? Do you think I am the kind of rabbit master Lu Hexuan?"
The true king of Canjian was crying without tears. He looked at Wan Yehe's outfit, then Wang Li and others, thinking to himself, how could I know what you guys are thinking?
But he naturally dared not say such a sentence.
"Du Junze!" At this moment, Wang Li, who had always liked to talk nonsense, shouted coldly.
Can Jian Zhenjun was stunned. This was his real name, but for more than ten years, few people have called him his real name, so even in the Xianchan Palace, there were not many young monks who knew his real name.
He didn't know why the other party actually drank his name, but when he looked towards Wang Li's gaze, he instantly felt endless chills in his heart when he touched Wang Li's eyes.
He saw deep hatred in Wang Li's eyes.
Of course, Wan Yehe didn't know why Wang Li suddenly shouted like this, but when he turned his head and saw Wang Li's face, even his heart was chilled, and he didn't dare to speak out in an instant.
"Du Junze, do you still remember that there was a Xuantian Sect cultivator named Wei Lifeng?" Wang Li fell in front of Can Jian Zhenjun. He stared at Can Jian Zhenjun's eyes and asked word by word.
"Xuantian Sect...Wei Lifeng..." Canjian Zhenjun was a little confused at first, but the moment when the three words Xuantian Sect flashed through his mind again, his face changed drastically, "Is it the Xuantian Sect cultivator in the Tianshun crack?
?”
Wang Li laughed.
His smile seemed indescribably cold.
"I finally remembered it."
He looked at the true Lord Can Jian and said, "My name is Wang Li, Wang Li, the Gufeng of Xuantian Sect. If you hadn't killed my seventeenth master uncle Wei Lifeng, my master might not have died."
Hearing the word "Wang Li", Can Jian Zhenjun was shocked. He subconsciously wanted to retreat, but at this time, he was restricted by Wang Li, but his whole body was stiff and unable to move at all.
Wei Daimei and Yan Yan looked at each other, and at this moment, they finally understood why Wang Li had a strong murderous intent in his heart from the beginning, and those who deliberately found trouble must fight with these Xianchan Palace people.
"There is a misunderstanding!" The true Lord Canjian immediately screamed.
"Don't make any excuses." Wang Li smiled mockingly, "Before my Master Petrochemical, I only told me two enemies that I could remember, one was you, Du Junze, and the other was Young Master Yan before my master.
Kuang. He told me at that time that the Three Saints are too arrogant. I am afraid that I can't avenge the revenge between Xuantian Sect and the Three Saints in this life, but you and Yan Shaokuang, the two people from the Immortal Toad Palace, I
If he is lucky, he may be able to avenge him and Uncle Wei. Yan Shaokuang has better luck. I heard that a few years ago he encountered a tough idea on the edge of the chaotic continent and was killed. But you, I
Master thought you were nothing, but he didn't expect that he was wrong. Although you were mediocre in your talent, you probably got a lot of benefits in the Tianshun crack back then, so you actually became the Nascent Soul."
Wan Yehe listened very seriously.
He heard that among the two enemies of the Immortal Toad Palace, Yan Shaokuang was lucky and had been killed. He was stunned and thought that Wang Li was wrong, and that he was still lucky to be killed.
?
But in just one breath, he instantly reacted. What Wang Li said was definitely not a mistake.
This means that if Yan Shaokuang was still alive, if he fell into Wang Li's hands like Du Junze, he would definitely be worse than death.
He understood it, and of course, True Lord Canjian understood it even more.
"That's already an old thing. Although I did fight with them at that time, I didn't kill them with my own hands. They just escaped into the dangerous place in the crack, which led to their final death." Canjian Zhenjun was all over.
He was covered in cold sweat, and he looked at Wang Li with a nearly begging gaze, "In that kind of space rift, monks fought for each other for benefits and fought, but they were inevitable. Although you can think that they did die because of me, you are now because of
The price you need to pay to kill me for the old things is too great.”
"What's my name?" Wang Li looked at him, laughed, and just asked this question.
The voice of the true Lord Canjian stopped abruptly, and there was no trace of blood on his face.
Wan Yehe's reaction was still half a beat slower. I don't know what Wang Li's retort is, but the true Lord Can Jian understood it instantly.
His name is Wang Li.
Wang Li and the people of the ancient Foxia Sect were openly killed, and they were lawless. If they were investigated, it would have been said to have violated the Three Saints Laws at that time. Since he even killed the Nascent Soul Cultivator of the ancient Foxia Sect, he would have killed him.
Why not?
"It's not that easy to die happily." Wang Li shook his head and said.
The true Lord Canjian breathed suddenly.
The huge fear made him unable to breathe at all.
"Is there any method of your Tiangui Sheng Sect that turns people into zombies, but their souls don't completely dissipate, just like being imprisoned in their own corpse, but still being controlled by others?" Wang Li sucked deeply.
He looked at Wan Yehe and said.
Wan Yehe had goose bumps all over his body. He looked at Wang Li and didn't dare to say no. He hesitated for a while and only dared to tell the truth: "Yes, yes, but this method is too vicious. I
I dare not perform at all."
"What kind of method is it?" Wang Li glanced at him and asked.
"It's the method of refining corpse in the sky ghost." Wan Yehe looked at Wang Li uneasy and said, "This method can transform monks into zombies, but unlike ordinary zombies, it can restrain the other party's soul and trap them in the corpse.
Inside, this method was originally used to refine curse and resentment tools, because the soul of a monk is trapped in his own corpse, the resentment will become greater and greater. However, for thousands of years, my Tiangui Holy Sect
No cultivator dares to sacrifice and refine this method. Because this method is too vicious and involves too many causes and effects, it will form a demon. Moreover, there has been a kind of resentment in the Tiangui Holy Sect, which is too resentful to refine the corpse.
Too powerful, it will backfire the master's affairs."
"What's that? You are the quasi-daozi of the Tiangui Holy Sect. If you want to achieve Daozi, you have to try things that ordinary people dare not try. You have to do extraordinary things in order to achieve extraordinary achievements." Wang Li glanced at him and said.
Wan Yehe almost cried, "Brother, you're easy to say, but I'm afraid."
"Don't kill me! It's useless to keep me!" At this moment, the true Lord Canjian shouted.
Wan Yehe was speechless, "What's wrong with you? Learn from me."