He Xiaoyun was so furious that he spat out a mouthful of blood again.
"Stop!" With a loud shout, an old man rose into the air and slapped Zhuge Buliang. A hot fire cloud rolled in and drowned Zhuge Buliang.
Zhuge Buliang frowned. This was because he was a master who had stepped into the Divine Transformation Stage with one foot. Although he could not truly enter the Divine Transformation Stage, compared with ordinary Nascent Soul Stage cultivators, he was definitely a heavenly being.
An underground.
Zhuge Buliang bent his fingers and grabbed it out of thin air, shattering the fire cloud that rushed toward him.[
"Junior, let my disciple go!" The old man's hair was flying, his eyes were shining brightly, and he stared at Zhuge Buliang.
"Let it go as you say? Why?" Zhuge Buliang looked at the old man.
"I, Meng Nian, the elder of the Zixiao sect, you, a junior, have gone too far, you are simply arrogant!" the elder of the Zixiao sect who claimed to be Meng Nian shouted, with menacing eyes.
Zhuge Buliang laughed and said: "It's really funny. When He Xiaoyun insulted the Yaohai sect before, why didn't you come out and say something fair? Now that your disciple has been beaten, you stand up and say something arrogant. This is
You so-called famous sects are simply ridiculous."
"You..." Meng Nian old man trembled slightly and shouted: "Junior, are you teaching me how to do things!?"
"I just can't stand you guys who rely on your elders and show off your old age." Zhuge Buliang was angry in his heart and did not give the elder of the Zixiao Sect any face.
"You alone dare to criticize me!" Meng Nian's white hair stood on end, and the fluctuation of true energy like a vast sea erupted.
Not to be outdone, Zhuge Buliang kicked He Xiaoyun away, who was like a dead dog. He took a step toward Meng Nian, standing like a rock.
A war is about to break out.
"stop!"
At this moment, a dull roar sounded, and three figures flew over quickly and fell from the sky. Two of them were old men in black robes, and in the middle was a man covered in a black trench coat, with a face
A man wearing a strange mask.
Judging from the body shape, the person in the middle is slender and well-proportioned, and is obviously a woman.
The three of them actually came from the air, completely afraid of the restrictions in the Buddhist prison, and were obviously masters.
"Seniors of the Immortal Cultivation Alliance!" someone exclaimed.
The three of them fell down, and the two old men stood there, as if they were integrated with everything in the world. Obviously, they were two real masters of the God Transformation Stage.
And the woman in the black trench coat in the middle is not inferior to them in aura.
"I have met senior." At this moment, even Meng Nian did not dare to be arrogant anymore and bowed respectfully.
"This is the young master of the Immortal Cultivation Alliance, why don't you be polite!?" shouted an old man in the transformation stage next to him.
The people around were suddenly bustling. The woman wearing a black trench coat and a strange mask turned out to be the young master of the Immortal Cultivation Alliance. Many people were in awe.[
"What happened?" The cold voice of the woman in black sounded. Although it was beautiful, it seemed extremely cold.
Meng Nian immediately said: "Young Master, this boy from the Yaohai Sect has taken a liking to him and injured He Xiaoyun, a disciple of our sect. Please seek justice, Young Master."
Zhuge Buliang snorted softly, scolding Meng Nian for thousands of times in his heart. This was simply disgusting and he complained first.
"This old guy is unreasonable!" Little Monkey and Li Kewei also came up. Li Kewei, out of dignity, also saluted the young master of the Immortal Cultivation Alliance.
The woman in black looked at the little monkey, then at Zhuge Buliang, and fell silent for a moment. No one around her dared to say anything.
After a moment, the woman in black said, "Are you a cultivator of the Yaohai Sect?"
Zhuge Buliang shrugged his shoulders and said, "No, I'm just a casual cultivator."
All major sects in Kyushu are restricted to the Immortal Cultivation Alliance, and Zhuge Buliang does not want the other party to regard him as a disciple of the sect, so as not to be suppressed and restricted.
The woman in black said: "No matter who is right or wrong, let's put this matter aside for the time being. Don't make people laugh in front of foreigners."
She was referring to what she said. Naturally, Xiong Ba was waiting for cultivators from the monster beast clan and some cultivators from other races from overseas.
"Humph!" Meng Nian gave Zhuge Buliang a sharp look, flicked his sleeves, dragged the seriously injured He Xiaoyun up, and ordered several disciples of the Zixiao Sect to come out and take He Xiaoyun to heal his injuries.
"What's the point of treating the injury? It's useless if you don't die." The little monkey muttered in a low voice.
Zhuge Buliang kicked it to signal it not to move or talk. He knew that this little thing had a blocked mouth.
"What do you call this young hero?" The woman in black looked at Zhuge Buliang. Her expression was unclear under the strange mask.
"My name is Shitou." Zhuge Buliang said.
"Shitou? It's really a weird name. Your real name doesn't seem to be this." The woman in black said with a bit of fun.
"I was an orphan since I was a child. After being adopted by my master, my parents gave me such a name because of my strong physique." Zhuge Buliang made a random statement, which made other cultivators believe it. After all, they had witnessed Zhuge Buliang with their own eyes.
Terrible body.
The woman in black glanced at the others, and finally fixed on the Buddhist robe in the sky, saying: "This sacred treasure is suppressed here, and it is very likely that it is sealing a big evil thing. Everyone must not act rashly. If it is
The big evil thing inside was released, and if he escaped, it would probably be a catastrophe for Kyushu."
The other cultivators nodded their heads one after another. This woman in black was the young master of the Immortal Cultivation Alliance, so she naturally had authority when speaking. Even some cultivators from major sects did not dare to refute.
"Huh, fun!" Xiong Ba snorted coldly, glanced at Zhuge Buliang, the fighting spirit in his eyes flashed, and finally walked away and left here.
Next, many people left. Since the young masters of the Immortal Cultivation Alliance had spoken, they could not pay attention to the Buddha's clothes. No one dared to have any more thoughts.
Su Xiaobai's figure moved, and he appeared in an instant a thousand meters away. He flashed again, and his figure had disappeared from the place and left here.[
Dugu Bingyu frowned. She wanted to continue chasing Su Xiaobai, but she was not as fast as others, so she had to give up in the end.
Zhuge Buliang glanced in the direction of Su Xiaobai, and quickly left with Monkey and Li Kewei, disappearing in front of everyone in the blink of an eye.
The young master of the Immortal Cultivation Alliance watched Zhuge Buliang go away and lowered his head in thought.
"Young Master, are you interested in this man named Shitou?" asked an old man in the transformation stage next to him.
Another old man also said: "This person named Shitou is very extraordinary. He has such strength. I have never heard of such a number one person before."
The woman in black was silent, and under the strange mask, it was difficult to see her expression while trying on the clothes.
Zhuge Buliang held up the blood curtain and took Li Kewei and Monkey away. Under the protection of the blood jade talisman, they felt like they were human beings in the Buddhist prison.
Not long after they walked forward, on the top of a mountain, a person blocked their way.
"Su Xiaobai." Li Kewei was slightly surprised.
"What? Are you in a hurry?" Su Xiaobai, wearing a white shirt fluttering and carrying an ancient sword on his back, strolled over.
Zhuge Buliang grinned, his true energy rioted, and he slapped Su Xiaobai.
The universe was flowing in the palm, and the void seemed to be upside down. This seemingly ordinary palm pressed against Su Xiaobai like a huge mountain.
Su Xiaobai's face instantly showed a solemn look, without any pretense, and the ancient sword came out of its sheath, bringing with it a sharp edge.
The sword points to the void and shatters everything.
The use of the Nine Sword Secrets Breaking Word Technique directly tore the space in front of him. Zhuge Buliang's attack was completely immersed in it.
The white figure rioted, Su Xiaobai retreated, and the ancient sword thrust out without any fancy movements.
Zhuge Buliang only felt his skin hurt, and there was a faint feeling of being torn. He felt horrified in his heart, secretly activated the ancient martial arts secrets, and struck out a palm towards Su Xiaobai.
At the same time, seven big stars above the head rose and fell, and each star seemed to contain a small world. The seven big stars fell and suppressed Su Xiaobai.
Su Xiaobai let out a long roar, and a white lotus appeared under his feet. Each petal was crystal clear and sharp, like a sword from heaven.
The lotus platform defended Su Xiaobai, and the petals closed up, completely protecting Su Xiaobai.
"boom!"
Seven stars fell down, but they were completely blocked by the white lotus petals and did not hurt Su Xiaobai in the slightest.
"Is it interesting? Huh?" Su Xiaobai put away the ancient sword and looked at Zhuge Buliang complainingly.
Zhuge Buliang laughed and said, "I want to see how much your cultivation has improved over the years."
"I knew you wouldn't be such a scourge so easy to chew to death," Su Xiaobai said.
"I did die once. I have been to all the eighteen levels of hell, but the boss there wouldn't accept me." Zhuge Buliang showed an honest smile.
Su Xiaobai smiled bitterly, and the white lotus under his feet slowly closed up and turned into a palm-sized amber crystal, held in the palm of his hand. And inside the amber crystal, a very delicate lotus bloomed, dots of crystal clear.
"Where is Yiyi? Isn't she with you?" Zhuge Buliang suddenly asked.
Su Xiaobai's eyebrows wrinkled together unconsciously, a look of melancholy appeared on his face, and he was silent in thought.
Zhuge Buliang had a bad premonition in his heart and asked, "What's going on?"
Su Xiaobai thought for a long time and then said: "Yiyi was captured by the Long family."
"What!"
Zhuge Buliang was surprised and said: "How could Yiyi be targeted by people from the Long family? What happened?"
Perhaps because they are both inheritors of the ancient martial arts clan, Zhuge Buliang is very fond of Yiyi. When he heard that Yiyi was kidnapped by the Long family, Zhuge Buliang suddenly felt a fire burning in his heart.
Su Xiaobai said: "This happened not long ago, because Yiyi's Eyes of Death were spied on by the Long family. But fortunately, we also have the handle of the Long family in our hands. When the time comes, we can use him to blackmail the Long family.
At present, we can only take one step at a time."
"You mean the third young master of the Long family?" Zhuge Buliang took a breath.