The First Cause of All Realms - v2 Chapter 935 Why are there so many ghosts and monsters?

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The moment the palm was slapped on the shoulder, Jiang Shentong's hair stood on end, but before he could react, a powerful force had already pulled him out of the escape!

Nocturnal supernatural powers, broken!

"It's you!"

Protecting his own disciple, Jiang Shentong looked around as if he was facing a formidable enemy, his expression couldn't help but change.

This is a secluded small courtyard, it seems that no one has lived in it for a long time, it is already a bit desolate, under the old bare tree, there is a young man in black clothes standing.

Even though his back was turned, Jiang Shentong recognized him at a glance. This person was the young man who took the 'Blood Pond Dao Fruit' that day.

"Jiang Daoyou, long time no see."

Yang Qiu turned around and looked at this rank master who had just been promoted to Jiuyao not long ago.

On the road to immortality and Buddha, longevity is the first priority, and the root lies in supernatural powers. Depending on the type and level of supernatural powers, even at the same level, the combat power may vary greatly.

"The Way to Control..."

"The wild monster is absolutely true. The Nanling group of monsters, anyone who has achieved ten masters, can enter the gate of the seven demon schools. Although they have been passed down personally, their names are also recorded..."

But it's just envy, don't say that he can't kill the true disciples of Cangjiangmen, even if he can, he wouldn't dare to kill them.

Yang Jue nodded. Among the seven sects of demonism, the lion **** leader is the first, followed by the **** elephant forest and Pengwang mountain.

Especially in the world of Longquan, which is rich in spiritual energy and rich in products thousands of times that of mountains and seas, how many people are willing to be driven by their children and grandchildren if there is no external force. Of course, I have heard Master say those words more than once, but the people in front of me But when we first met, you actually mentioned this?

"Fellow Daoists are here, I'm afraid there is a reason for the incident but we don't know why, why?"

Yan Xia was worried.

He considered carefully, Yang Ju was not in a hurry, and looked at the person in front of him with a sense of tranquility.

Yang Ju was thoughtful.

The endless mountain is a barren land where dragons and snakes are mixed, and there are many remaining masters and forces from other worlds after the Longquan world swallowed all the worlds.

At this moment, with the eight layers of penetration and the sky eyes, he can still see the fate of the person in front of him, but he can't see the shadow of this Xuantian spirit.

"He, he is..."

"If it's true that the people behind this evil dragon are coming to take revenge, then the poor man should accompany him to the end!

"Pindao believes that the Zhuyeqing massacre city may be related to this matter, otherwise, there are more than a hundred cities in Qianyuan, fourteen countries in the southeast, he just chose Xieshan city for no reason..."

"Who?"

According to legend, the owner of the pool is a thousand-year-old dragon with extremely high cultivation, not comparable to that of Zhuyeqing..."

"That person..."

Jiang Shentong did not go around in circles, and frankly explained his intentions:

"There are not 10,000 or 4,000 temples in Jicheng District, and there are many temples with strong incense, but he just went to your temple..."

"By the way, the Zhuyeqing mentioned by Wanfalou is that green snake? Judging from his tone, it seems that he knows the origin of that snake?"

"If there are demons and ghosts in the city, how can the people willingly enter the city, so that their children and grandchildren will be exploited by them?"

"Fellow Daoist Nanling is a heavenly genius. He is a person born in the world. It is a great fate that he will be saved as a teacher once. How can we drag him down?"

"It's far away..."

"Fellow Daoist didn't go to the Dragon Medicine Pavilion that night, but if you think about it, you know about the dragon slaying battle that night, right?"

only......

The young man smiled slightly, and walked back and forth, his movements were very elegant, but the speed was quite fast.

"Bibotan..."

"call!"

"By the way, Wanfalou, does he know Bibotan?"

Jiang Shentong glared at me, and took back the bell directly:

Yang Jian couldn't help frowning.

Yuan Ben raised his fists and kicked his feet, adjusted his breathing, and practiced his boxing very seriously. Beads of sweat soon spread all over his body.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding..."

"you......"

This young man only feels

Breathing is a bit difficult:

"Bibo Pond is a cold pool in the lower reaches of the Cangjiang River. It governs the tributaries of the Wantao River. The green snake's Taoist supernatural powers are not systematic, and there are also magic treasures to protect it. It cannot be said that it is very different from Jiang's supernatural powers. , belongs to the bottom of Siyao. That point, Yang Qiu has already recognized it vaguely.”

"Blessings from the great temple, offer incense!"

If he hadn't kept in mind his duty as a temple wisher, he wouldn't even want to open the temple door.

"You, you didn't say, it was..."

After expressing his intention of coming, the old Taoist didn't say anything else, seeing that Yang Jian didn't ask any more questions, he got up and left, and Yan Xia followed suit.

"Do your best, obey the destiny..."

Jiang Shentong's expression moved slightly:

The young man was tongue-tied, he didn't want to be born, but the murderous aura lingering around him made his hair stand on end.

"Yu Guanzhu, this junior is only fascinated by ghosts for a while. I really know what building it is..."

After that practice, he really discovered the beauty.

His mind is sharp, and when he thinks back before and after, he can't help but have a guess in his mind:

"Master..."

His voice floated in the air, but his huge body gasified and disappeared under Yang Yu's gaze, like a wisp of green smoke, floating in the void.

But after thinking about it, he still held down Jianmang:

The night wandering **** is the **** of patrolling the night, and his most proficient is patrolling and snooping, and he belongs to the most well-informed type of supernatural power master. "Silence!"

"Even if you don't have that kind of obsession, the world will be in chaos sooner or later! Then Wanshi Tianzong...cough cough cough..."

"he…"

"Wanfa Building is here to cut off future troubles?"

Yang Yu just smiled.

There are also various magical effects.

Under the old tree, Yang Jue drank all the wine in the pot, and suddenly raised his eyebrows:

Yuan Ben was seldom talkative, now seeing that young man is so handsome, he was even more speechless for a while.

"A mere disciple of Limen has such a good sword, Cangjiangmen, the real crime is heinous."

"This Zhuyeqing was originally a water snake. By chance, he got the Dao fruit and opened his spiritual wisdom. In order to be promoted to Siyao, he poisoned and killed the people in a city. Although the Cangjiang Gate sent people to hunt him down, but..."

His blood was burning hot, his bones were rubbing and growing, and his strength was increasing immediately, which made him very addicted.

Jiang Shentong found out two jugs out of nowhere, threw one to Yang Yu, and drank a few gulps by himself.

Yang Ju raised his eyes and glanced at him.

Among the eleven Jiang Daoyou treasures in the Longquan world, they are the most famous and have the deepest background in the catalog of ten thousand immortals, but they are not comparable to each other.

"Zhuyeqing and Cangjiangmen two true disciples, were you the one who killed them?"

Compared with the green snake, Jiang Shentong's aura was much darker in his eyes, and he hardly felt the threat.

The young man was sweating profusely.

Not long after, he got up in good spirits:

Xuan Tianling, as the only Jiang Daoyou treasure that is under the control of the Eleven Family, not only has the ability to restrain practitioners, but also to cross boundaries.

"Killing children for four days..."

Carefully putting away the flying sword, he leaned down and sloppily searched the Cangjiangmen disciple.

"Senior, the task of this trip, I really can't explain it, but it has nothing to do with you, no, it has to do with..."

"Just a random question."

Then, he turned and left.

"you…"

Yang Jue thought for a moment, the young man in front of him spoke firmly, and Yan Xia's expression tightened slightly.

Although Cangjiang Gate is not one of these eleven families, it is still a giant with eight dynasties, eight hundred great cities, and Jingzhao people.

"I don't dare to say that the future troubles will be cut off, but at least I can't hurt the people of that city because of the poor way and slaying the dragon, right?"

"Suck!"

Yuan Ben stared blankly, always feeling that something was wrong, but he didn't notice what was wrong.

There must be some…”

Soon, his physical strength will be exhausted

But before closing the momentum, he heard a chuckle.

This kind of wild way, unless the natal supernatural power is killing, otherwise, it is impossible to confront the masters from the holy land of the sect.

As a practitioner of all dharmas, what can be said and what cannot be said is something engraved in the bone.

While speaking, Jiang Shentong coughed several times and swallowed the second half of the sentence.

While speaking, Yang Ju swept away the fallen leaves on the stone table with a flick of his sleeve, and invited the master and apprentice to sit down in the Eastern Wilderness of Xianju, the Western Desert of Buddha, the Southern Ridge of Yaopan, the Northern Territory of Demon Rule, and the aquariums in the endless sea to live together.

"Fellow Taoist asked about that, do you think that Zhuyeqing came here for no reason because of the Bibotan Dragon King?"

That old-fashioned talker stopped messing around, and let's talk about Zhuyeqing:

But all he saw was a fleshy palm that grew from small to large, covering his face fiercely.

"Not what?"

Be it mountains and seas or Longquan, any system that wants to gather people must have various methods to force the people to submit, so he will naturally understand. In just one moment, the young man felt that his face was no longer his own, as if even his skull had been lifted.

Yuan Ben was startled, and rushed forward.

"Back, back to senior..."

"Guan is famous, and God is also famous. The Guanzhu, the guard is very heavy..."

Yuan Ben only felt a blur in the back of his eyes, and he had already retreated into the hall.

No matter how much an individual accumulates, it is far inferior to such a behemoth.

Yuan Ben scratched his head.

"The whole city is talking about it. Jiang Daoyou was born in the God of Night, and he is the best at collecting information. He must have a bottom line in his heart, so why ask me?"

"Cangjiang Gate even killed that snake?"

As soon as the young man put down his guard, his expression changed drastically, but before he could speak, his eyes went blank.

Ever since I knew that my temple master was an 'expert man', I picked up those farmer's moves that he didn't care much about at first.

Yang Jue changed his mind, and the magic power of Yuan Magnetic has sealed off the whole box:

"Who?!"

After a long distance away, Yan Xia who held back for a long time grabbed the bell and spoke.

For example, the ability to suppress speech, those who cannot speak, must not speak, and if they speak, they will die.

If the person in front of him disagrees with him, he will really kill himself.

But at the gate of the temple, a handsome and normal young man with male and female features was leaning against the door frame, looking at him with a slight smile.

Gently pressing the center of my eyebrows, from where the wisp of blue smoke drifted, I seemed to see this Xuantian Spirit and the man in white sitting cross-legged under the tree, with warm eyes.

"Fight and kill Tiangang..."

"You just stole the incense from your view, and you come to ask who are you?"

"Since Nanling is the place where the monster clan rules, the Cangjiang Gate and the dragon clan..."

"It's really quiet..."

The youth was a little envious.

While speaking, the young man suddenly let out a scream, and his handsome face flashed horror and disbelief:

"Since the senior knows where the junior comes from, he should also know that the junior is also involuntary and definitely not intentionally embarrassing the senior..."

"Plop!"

After a long time, I noticed a slight difference.

"illusion?"

laugh!

"Do your best and obey the destiny."

"So, that Zhuyeqing is just a wild monster?" Suddenly, the young man suddenly turned around as if he had realized something. "

"Then this mountain city..."

The wealth of the sect is the best in the world.

After all, no one came to offer incense at all.

Jiang Shentong flattened the jug:

Yang Jue let go of his hand, allowing the young man to fall to the ground.

In the famous temple, Yuan Ben slowly opened his airs, and punched his airs rigidly.

"Although the Cangjiang Sect is not comparable to these eleven families, it is still one of the few great sects in the world. If you really want to kill them, why can't you kill them? It's not just killing them."

Before and after the change of heaven, the fighting among the holy lands of various sects in the Longquan world has never stopped.

But also gradually formed a balance.

"It is said that the reason why Zhuyeqing escaped from the Cangjiang Gate for the first time was because he entered the Pengwang Mountain Gate.

"Tell me, what mission Xuan Tianling sent him."

Glancing happily at the muddy Cangjiangmen disciple, the handsome young man picked up the flying sword:

"you…"

Does the statue seem to have become brighter?

"Emperor Longquan has been imprisoned for nearly ten thousand years. No matter how great a threat is, it has long since ceased to exist. The rules set by his old man will naturally not be obeyed..."

Yang Jue took a big sip from the jug, the taste was spicy and the energy was long:

"The young man looked at the clay statue, took the incense from Yuan Ben, and put it in the incense burner after a bow."

"So there are many mountains and many demons in Nanling. Even though the Cangjiang Gate has migrated to the southeast for more than a thousand years, there are still many little demons in its territory, and Zhuyeqing is one of them..."

When he caught a glimpse of the palm raised in front of him from the corner of his eye, the young man bowed his head slumpedly:

No matter how you ask, you can tell that this person has very few supernatural powers and is born with supernatural powers, so he doesn't have the ability to kill.

Jiang Shentong's expression eased slightly;

"Pengwang Mountain..."

Of course that young man would not violate Xuan Tianling's taboo, and the reason why he died...

"Xuantian Spirit Walker?"

For example, Blood Prison Ming He Dao. Yang Jue smiled hotly and scratched at the void, pulling out strands of incense that could be seen with the naked eye from the young man's body.

"what!"

"From Jiang Xiazi, I have learned many secrets of Xuantianling. For example, this Jiang Daoyou treasure has the ability to block fortune-telling."

Yang Yu was silent in his heart.

Jiang Shentong replied:

"Master..."

"If you can kill a true biography, what a harvest it would be..."

"Ten thousand years later, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Emperor Longquan divided the world among the sects in order to quell the chaotic wars among the sects. Before that, Nanling was already occupied by the demon race..."

Longquan world is a world that has not been divided up.

If people don't want, they can't drive.

Jiang Shentong was on guard, but he sat down calmly. Hearing the question, he only pondered for a while, and replied:

In the restaurant facing the street, a young man with a cold and arrogant face frowned slightly, and the small flying sword between his seven fingers was trembling.

In fact, if it wasn't for Xuan Tianling's protection during the execution of the mission, so that his actions would not be prying by supernatural powers and fortune-telling, he would have to be a bit firm even to rob this outer disciple.

"The wealth of the Immortal Sect is really incredible. Just such a disciple of the Cangjiang Sect, the treasures on his body may be exchanged for hundreds of great merits!"

"Master, do you want to urge the immortal to guide you again? If you can find 'Senior Nanling,...'"

Jiang Shentong sneered:

'Jiang Daoyou Bao...,

The severe pain made him almost unable to scream.