The middle-aged man was smashed into the rubble again, wailing loudly.
Of the seven cultivators, three were already lying down in the blink of an eye. The remaining four cultivators swarmed forward and shot out magic weapons of various colors. A blood-red bead, dripping red, surging out a large cloud of blood. A square
The lid of the black box was opened, and black light shot out. Thirty-six flying swords formed a sword array and covered it together.
Zhuge Buliang took a step forward, grabbed the blood-red bead with his bare hands, crushed it with his fingers, and the blood bead instantly turned into powder. He struck out with his backhand again, and smashed the black box into iron filings.
Thirty-six flying swords were flying around Zhuge Buliang. A woman stayed away from him, holding a sword secret in her hand, and controlled the thirty-six flying swords to strike down.[
“Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding!”
Zhuge Buliang linked his fingers together, sparks shot out, and the flying sword turned into scrap metal and fell from the air.
"Retreat!" Zhuge Buliang shouted loudly, and used the Sound Killing Technique. The sound waves spread out in circles, and all four cultivators vomited blood and flew backwards.
"I don't have time to play with you." Zhuge Buliang said, striding forward.
"boom!"
At this time, spiritual power fluctuations like a vast ocean came from behind, and the middle-aged man had already rushed out of the ruins. He was also a cultivator in the realm of Concentration and Transformation, and his cultivation was above everyone else.
A big black seal flew out and pressed towards Zhuge Buliang. The space withered like glass, and the big seal covered the sky and sun, and fell like a dark cloud.
Without looking back, Zhuge waved his hand and punched, which contained the domineering skills of ancient martial arts.
"boom!"
The big black seal could not withstand Zhuge Buliang's punch, and flew backwards, pressing towards the other four companions.
"No! Brother Dachun, stop it quickly!" The four people shouted in fright.
The middle-aged man was also frightened and hurriedly took back his magic weapon, but when he looked for Zhuge Buliang again, he had already disappeared.
"What a barbaric person." The only woman among the seven whispered.
"Isn't this person in the state of concentrating one's energy to transform into the blue? He is in the same state as Brother Dachun, how can he be so powerful?"
"I think he must have deliberately hidden his cultivation. He is a master."
At this time, the middle-aged man, who was called Brother Dachun by everyone, looked extremely embarrassed. He looked at the black seal magic weapon in his hand with distress. He just withstood Zhuge Buliang's punch, and a crack appeared on it. This magic weapon was used by him.
It has been practiced for hundreds of years. Although it is not as good as a high-level magic weapon, it is indeed connected by heart and blood.
"We made a mistake this time. This is a lesson. We should pay more attention in the future." said the only woman.
"By the way, I remembered one thing. The gangster seemed to know this person before. Let's find him and ask whether this person is holy from all sides." Another person said.
Brother Dachun nodded and said: "Let's spread out and go find that boy quickly. Don't let anything happen if you keep talking all day long." [
At this time, on the streets of Qianye City, a young man knocked over several people one after another and fled into a deep alley. He carefully hid himself and completely blocked his breath. He couldn't help but pat his chest: "What are you doing?"
There is no reason why I met him when I was married to him."
As he was talking, he suddenly felt someone tapping his shoulder.
"Stop arguing, I'm thinking about something." The young man shouted angrily.
"Oh, then you continue." The indifferent business voice behind him sounded.
Hearing this voice, the young man immediately shuddered and turned around with difficulty. Behind him, Zhuge Buliang looked at him with squinted eyes, with no emotion on his face.
The young man immediately felt a cold air rushing from the top of his head to the soles of his feet. He had obviously hidden his breath very well, but how could he still be found? And he didn't even notice when he appeared behind him. Logically speaking, he had already been there by now.
He has half-stepped into the realm of concentration and transformation, and his alertness cannot be so poor.
"It's so fast. It disappeared in just a few minutes. It's really hard to find." Zhuge Buliang said with a faint smile.
The young man immediately turned into a smiling face: "Hey, it turns out it's you, the boss. I haven't seen you for a few years. You're doing well lately?"
"Not bad." Zhuge Bu nodded: "If I remember correctly, your name should be Liu Mang, right?"
The young man nodded immediately: "Yes, yes, I am the gangster, I am the gangster."
This young man was Liu Mang, who was a disciple of the Jiuzhou King Palace and had met Zhuge Buliang several times. Zhuge Buliang was quite excited. This was the first person he had seen in the Ancient Immortal Realm besides Yin Mengli.
Two old friends.
"I didn't expect you to also enter the ancient immortal realm." Zhuge Buliang said.
Liu Mang said: "I was just unlucky. When I came here with my ancestors, I almost died several times in this damn ghost place. I might as well be free and happy in Kyushu. If God gives me more
If you give me a chance, I won't even come to this shabby place."
Zhuge Buliang smiled bitterly. From his tone, it could be heard that Liu Mang was extremely dissatisfied with this world. It seemed that this guy had suffered a lot over the years.
"Well..." Liu Mang glanced at Zhuge Buliang cautiously: "Boss Zhuge, we had a little misunderstanding in Kyushu, but we are both in a foreign land now, so don't worry about such trivial matters."
Hearing this, Zhuge Buliang just smiled indifferently. He did have some grievances with Liu Mang at the beginning, but now they are in a strange world, and Zhuge Buliang doesn't want to take revenge on him. Being able to see the cultivators of Jiuzhou again,
Zhuge Buliang felt warmth and emotion in his heart.
In addition, he still had a doubt in his mind that needed Liu Mang to answer.
Zhuge Buliang said: "I'm looking for you to ask you what happened after you entered the ancient immortal realm?"
At this point, Zhuge Buliang clearly saw Liu Mang's face twitching unconsciously. Neither of them spoke. After about a few minutes, Liu Mang finally spoke: "When I first entered the prehistoric fairyland,
At that time, we were originally glad that we had finally embarked on the true path to immortality. But then, we were surrounded by cultivators from the ancient immortal realm. We suffered heavy casualties at that time. Fallen Sky, Old Blind Man and other strong men used their methods to escape, and others
The people were scattered. My ancestors in the King's Palace were also killed. I fled all the way, narrowly surviving, and finally escaped from the pursuit. Afterwards, I realized that the group of cultivators who entered the prehistoric fairyland were not dead.
, but was taken away by some big forces. It is said that those big forces belong to ordinary cultivators and are cultivators who entered the prehistoric immortal realm ten thousand years ago."
"Well, what else is there?" Zhuge Buliang said.
"Then I kept running away, gradually getting familiar with this world, and practicing while on the run. Later, a family with a mortal cultivator took me in, and granted me the secret to convert spiritual power. But later, I accidentally offended that person
The eldest lady of the family was hunted out of the family and fled all the way to the Southern Territory"[
Liu Mang told about his bitter experiences over the years. This boy was very eloquent and talked eloquently. Even Zhuge Buliang was moved when he heard it.
"Why do the cultivators from the Prehistoric Immortal Realm surround and kill ordinary cultivators?" Zhuge Buliang wondered in his heart, but he knew that this question was not something Liu Mang could answer. Logically speaking, the Alliance of Mortal Cultivators should already have a place in the Prehistoric Immortal Realm.
Even some of the great sects dare not offend. Moreover, the Dugu Immortal Sect of the Mortal Cultivation Alliance has Donghuang as its backing, so the cultivators of the Ancient Immortal Realm should not be killed.
Or is there another reason? Zhuge Buliang is as big as one.
"Boss Zhuge, when I heard about you, how did you come to the Ancient Immortal Realm?" Liu Mang asked carefully.
Zhuge Buliang frowned and did not answer, but said: "Can you contact other old friends now?"
"Um, no, those people who came to this world together fled to death. God knows where they went?" Liu Mang said. Seeing that Zhuge Buliang didn't answer his question, he didn't ask any more questions.
Zhuge Buliang was worried, and a series of questions appeared in his mind.
Why do the sects in the ancient immortal realm want to kill ordinary cultivators who entered this world two hundred years ago? Where have their old friends gone? How did Yin Mengli enter the Taiyi Immortal Sect? Wait, etc.