The tone of the young Taoist priest was not only extremely arrogant, but also very strong, and he did not take the people present seriously at all.
Xiaodie raised her eyebrows and said, "Mystery Cui, right? I am the princess of the Nether Clan. It's not the turn of outsiders to intervene. If you insist on doing this, you will be an enemy of my Nether Clan."
The dark dragon's eyes also flashed with cold light. As long as Xiaodie or Ye Qiu gave the order, it would tear the young Taoist priest into pieces.
Seeing this, a hint of coveting flashed in his eyes, looking at Xiaodie and said, "Princess of the Underworld? It turns out that he is born with a beautiful country."
"If you hand over the fortune of the Nether Clan and serve me, I promise that you will enjoy endless wealth and glory."
"And you!"
The young Taoist priest pointed at Nangong Xiaoxiao and said, "You should serve me with the princess of the Underworld!"
Hearing his words, two words appeared in Lin Daniao and others' minds.
Crazy!
If it weren't for being crazy, this guy would dare say such things?
Isn’t this a desperate attempt?
Sure enough, Ye Qiu's face darkened and a cold light appeared in his eyes.
If he is shameless, he doesn't mind stomping on the other person's face.
At this moment, Ziyang Tianzun, who had been silent, spoke: "The road to cultivation is about mind and nature and fate. Since the fortune of the Nether Clan has already returned, it is due to the number of days. Why do you have to go against the will of heaven and increase your karma?"
After hearing this, the young Taoist priest sneered repeatedly, obviously not taking the words of Ziyang Tianzun in mind: "Days? Karma? Humph, in this world of cultivation, strength is the hard truth."
"Old guy, I warn you that there is no place for you to speak here, so you'd better shut up."
"Otherwise, be careful not to eat and take a walk."
Everyone was speechless again.
I thought to myself, this kid is really ignorant of the world. He actually talks to the strongest man in the East Wilderness in this tone, and he is simply in a state of mind!
Seeing that the young Taoist priest was so obsessed, Ye Qiu said to the young Taoist priest coldly: "If you are obsessed with it, don't blame us for being rude."
The young Taoist priest glared at his triangle eyes and shouted angrily: "So brave! Since you are so ignorant, don't blame me for being cruel and ruthless."
After saying that, with a wave of the whisk in his hand, the sky and the earth suddenly changed, the wind and clouds surged, and a powerful aura emanated.
"Little Taoist, why not tell you that the fortune of the Nether Clan is on me." Changmei Zhenren said disdainfully: "The fortune of the Nether Clan has merged with me. If you want it, you might as well give it a try."
"Oh?" The young Taoist priest's eyes fell on the Changmei Zhenren, and then sneered: "Just because you deserve the luck of the Nether Clan? Hand it over and spare you forever."
"Go away your numbness! There are no things that have not grown enough hair. Please show off your power in front of me." Changmei Zhenren cursed.
Today he was embarrassed several times, and now he met the second guy in front of him again, and he could no longer help it.
Furthermore, Changmei Zhenren wants to defeat the young man and thus save some face.
The young Taoist priest's face turned cold and he said murderously: "Old guy, how dare you scold me? What a brave man! I advise you one last time, it's best to hand over the luck of the Nether clan to avoid asking for trouble."
Before the Changmei Zhenren could speak, Lin Daniao cursed first: "What are you? You deserve to speak here?"
The young Taoist priest's face darkened, and a whisk waved, and a sharp energy rushed straight to Lin Daniao.
Lin Daniao was caught off guard and was shocked several steps away, with a trace of blood spilling out of the corner of her mouth.
"Fatty, put your mouth cleaner." The young Taoist priest said coldly.
The cold light flashed in the eyes of the Changmei Zhenren, blocking Lin Daniao, and said in a cold voice: "If you dare to touch my brother, you are looking for death!"
The young Taoist priest smiled disdainfully: "You old guy dare to be arrogant in front of me? It seems that if you don't teach you some lessons, you don't know what it means to be tall and thick!"
Before he finished speaking, he waved his whisk again, and countless qi and energy attacked Changmei Zhenren like sharp swords.
The Changmei Zhenren snorted coldly, and the true energy in his body burst out instantly and slapped out with a palm.
"boom!"
The palm of the Changmei Zhenren collided with the young Taoist priest's energy, and a earth-shaking loud noise broke out. The young Taoist priest was shocked several steps away, and his face changed slightly.
“Huh?”
The young Taoist priest was a little surprised. Obviously, he would not have expected that he would be forced back by the Changmei Zhenren with a palm. Then, a look of greed appeared in his eyes and shouted: "Old thing, hand over your luck, I can spare you forever!"
Changmei Zhenren said disdainfully: "If you want luck, it depends on whether you have the ability!"
After saying that, his figure flashed and rushed directly towards the young Taoist priest.
The two of them fought instantly, their fists and palms intersected, and a terrifying energy fluctuation broke out.
Although the young Taoist priest is at the peak of the Saint King, the realm of Changmei Zhenren is not weaker than that of him. The two of them fought hundreds of moves in an instant, without a chance to decide the winner.
"This old guy is so difficult to deal with!"
The young Taoist priest was secretly shocked, and then a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes: "Since that's the case, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
He suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, spewed out a mouthful of essence and blood, and the whisk instantly turned into a blood-colored sword and slashed towards Changmei Zhenren.
"cut!"
This sword contains a terrifying murderous intent, as if it is about to split the world.
The long-browed real man had a serious face and immediately sacrificed the demon-refining sword and collided with the blood-colored sword.
"boom!"
With a loud brow, the long-browed real man was shaken back dozens of feet, and his body shook a few times, almost unstable.
The young Taoist priest was not feeling well, his face was as pale as paper, and he was obviously injured.
Just as the young Taoist priest was about to take action again, Changmei Zhenren spoke again: "I have seen many strange people like you who are ignorant of the world and who are willing to die again and again."
The young Taoist priest scolded: "Old guy, shut your stinky mouth..."
boom!
Before the young Taoist priest finished speaking, he was slapped hundreds of feet away by a palm, and blood spurted in his mouth, and his breath instantly weakened.
"What?" The young Taoist priest stared at the real man Changmei with horror, looking like he saw a ghost.
He could see that the other party's realm was similar to that of himself, but why did the other party's combat power suddenly become so perverted?
"Do you really think I'm not your opponent? Haha... I was just playing with you before."
Changmei Zhenren looked like he was playing with a monkey and said coldly: "How can you be wild in the Nether Clan? Since you want to die, I will fulfill you."
After saying that, Changmei Zhenren used the first step to the sky, and his speed was extremely fast. In an instant, his palm was like a sky falling down. The young Taoist priest not only had time to hide, but also had no power to resist.
"No! My brother is the leader of Ziwei Sect. If you dare to kill me, my brother will never let you go!" the young Taoist priest roared.
Chapter completed!