Chapter 548

In Zhongzhou hundreds of years ago, there was a strong man in the seventh territory. Oh, no, the seventh territory was in Zhongzhou, which was not a top expert.

This master's talent is in the middle and upper reaches. He comes from a big family and has a good speed of cultivation.

But this master has a very bad disadvantage, that is, he is not flat. When communicating with others, if someone makes him unhappy, it is easy to yell and greet his family.

He has offended many people because of this bad habit. Some of them have the same strength as him. There's nothing to do with him. Just bypass him. However, some people with bad temper and strong strength couldn't stand this man's bad habits and manzhongzhou chased him.

But this problem was due to nature. Even if he made countless decisions, he didn't change it in the end. In this way, forced and helpless, he left Zhongzhou and fled to the northernmost side of the mainland.

A few years later, when people had forgotten this man, he suddenly reappeared in Zhongzhou. His previous problems had not changed, but many people who heard that he came back went after him and ran back dejected.

Did he have an adventure in the north and his strength increased greatly, so he came back and continued to dominate?

People speculated one after another, but after someone met him, it came out that the master still stopped in the seventh realm, but I don't know what shit luck he stepped on in the north, and he actually got a space magic weapon that can suck him in at any time.

Moreover, this magic weapon can not only suck him directly, but also make him prepare enough food for more than ten years.

However, people have also found that this magic weapon has a fatal disadvantage. Every time he escapes into the magic weapon from where, he will come out from where.

Knowing this shortcoming, many friars rushed over from all directions. After chasing him to escape into the magic weapon of space, these friars not only did not leave, but stayed in place and quietly waited for him to appear again.

This wait is the passage of twenty years.

Twenty years later, the food and all kinds of daily necessities in the magic weapon of space were exhausted, and he felt really bored. When he wanted to get out of it for air, he was rushed up by dozens of experts and blasted into slag.

So the ghost Xiusi had no doubt that as long as he waited here quietly, Yang Xuan would always come out. When Yang Xuan couldn't help drilling out of the Lingta, he directly grabbed Yang Xuan and asked him to hand over his magic weapon and kill him.

But the sky didn't fulfill people's wishes. Just after Yang Xuan got into the Lingta for a incense, a roaring sound suddenly sounded at the foot of the mountain outside the main hall.

"Who is making noise here?"

The sixth realm ghost Xiu angrily asked behind him. At this time, a third realm ghost Xiu hurried over and said to him, "altar master, there are a group of people down the mountain. Look, the flag is the man of flying Lian army. We are asking us to hand over people!"

"What?"

Hearing the speech, the altar master hurried to the door of the hall. The Feilian army who was just at the foot of the mountain has actually come to the gate of the ghost repair hall on the hillside.

The leader is Zhou fengmiao. On his left is a woman wearing a white gauze skirt, which is Yu Qingcheng.

Behind them were five thousand men and horses.

"You are the master of the altar, aren't you? I'm the general of the Xuanmen pass. I'm not timid! I dare to catch the people of my Xuanmen pass, even my disciples..."

Zhou fengmiao aimed his whip at the altar master and shouted.

The altar master's heart was filled with question marks. Today, ghost Xiu under him caught more than a dozen people back, but I haven't heard of Zhou fengmiao's Apprentice

Although the jar master was full of doubts, he didn't ask. The other side was threatening. Five thousand men and a general obviously didn't intend to have a water war with him. He planned to drown him with saliva.

At the thought of this, the altar master smiled grimly: "I don't know what general Zhou's apprentice is, but five thousand soldiers with vigorous blood and a little girl who has just entered the fifth territory are not my opponent."

With that, the black air on his body dispersed and spread towards the Feilian army.

Suddenly, the earth roared, and a huge voice rang: "then... Look... What about me...?"

The speaker's voice was very slow, almost jumping out word by word, but when the jar owner saw the owner of the voice, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

It was a giant ten feet tall with a huge mace on his shoulder. Although his head was bare, his muscles looked very scary. As the patriarch of the giant family, although Xueling has just entered the peak of the fifth realm, the physical strength alone is enough to rival the jar master of the sixth realm. Moreover, because of the giant's natural size advantage, the spiritual power stored in Xueling's body is several times that of ordinary people. Even the jar master who is one level higher than him can compare with him.

The jar master couldn't help but lie in his heart and turned around to run away. But it doesn't seem so easy to run.

"Giant god prison."

Different from Xueling's halting speech style just now, this time, he spoke four words in a coherent breath. At the same time, the huge mace in his hand was heavily inserted into the ground, and a light mask suddenly rose around to wrap the whole hall.

This kind of mask is a unique talent of the giant family, which is generated with the help of the power of the earth. It is almost impossible to break it unless the person who arranges the mask is knocked down or can resist the whole earth.

The master of the jar thought about it in his heart and decided that he really didn't catch the so-called apprentice of Zhou fengmiao. After that, he was oppressed for a while.

Since the other party doesn't give him a way to live, it seems that he can only try his best. The jar master frowned, condensed a dark energy, attached to his hand, rushed to Xueling's face and punched him heavily on the thigh.

"Pain."

It was still the slow voice. Xueling rubbed the place where the altar leader punched him and found that there was a unique spiritual power of ghost cultivation eroding his flesh and blood, which made him feel tingling.

At the next moment, he waved a stick almost the same size as the whole person of the jar master and hit the jar master at a lightning speed.

Maybe it was blinded by the halting voice of Xueling. The jar leader didn't react at once. The whole person was hit by a huge mace and flew out. Yu Qingcheng and Zhou fengmiao's clothes fluttered with the wind.

The jar master stood up hard, almost crying. Before a column of incense, he was still elated to think that after Yang Xuan came out, he could get a peerless space magic weapon, but he didn't expect that it wasn't long before he was photographed like a mosquito