Chapter 2252

Name:The Mad Cultivator Author:王小蛮
Fairy Light mountain, a straight fairy light goes straight to the sky! The white fairy light contains powerful and tyrannical power, but at the periphery of the fairy light, at the foot of the mountain, it is a blessed place for cultivation!

But today, the immortals who came to Xianguang mountain did not come for Xianguang!

Xianguang City, busy!

A large group of city residents are boarding the flying car that leaves here. Take care of your family and run away in a hurry!

"It is said that they will fight soon!"

"It is said that their battle is on a plain thousands of miles away from the city!"

"It is said that this is the highest level battle in the history of the fairy world, which is likely to affect nearby cities, and even all cities on the whole planet!"

For people who flee in a hurry, such a battle will do them hundreds of harm without any benefit.

However, at the same time, a large number of flying cars came here, and a large number of immortals came out of it! There are all kinds of accomplishments, from Jinxian to luotianxian, and even Xianjun!

Mortals flee, immortals come! Is it the immortal who is not afraid of being affected, or does the immortal have the means to protect his life, or will ye Kong and Ji Xiaolou be careful with them in battle? No, neither!

It is normal for ye Kong and Ji Xiaolou to be affected and die in such a war. Just like Ye Kong and Sikong Zhongping fought that day, ye Kong fell half empty and killed a Luo Tianxian, so the immortal will also be affected and die!

However, they will come even though they know they will die! Seeking immortality means a narrow escape. For cultivation, for treasures, for enlightenment, for the way that crossed my mind at that moment! Fairy people who do not have a little spirit of adventure, if everything is timid, even the courage to look at it, such immortals, cultivation will come to an end.

Go or stay, perhaps, this is the difference between Xian and fan!

At the foot of Xianguang mountain, there is a plain with an area of ten thousand hectares. At the moment, it is the gentle breeze, and a group of docile fairy beasts are buried in the grass.

What these fairy beasts didn't notice was that in the sky above, a long metal ship with seven colors of streamers floating there for ten days!

In the bow position, a man with bare upper body and long hair and drooping shoulders was sitting cross legged. He also sat for ten days. Despite the day and night, or the breeze shaking his black hair, he did not move at all, as if he had entered a state of meditation!

His appearance, stopped here, no one dared to provoke, no one dared to talk to him. Even those immortals who were supposed to pass through the nearby air, drove the clouds away!

"I thought I would wait a few more days, but I didn't expect him to come so soon!" At this moment, the boy who looked like a clay sculpture wooden tire on the bow grumbled, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes full of resentment, gnashing his teeth and said, "Ye Kong, is my Ji Xiaolou really so unbearable, so despised by you, you didn't even need to prepare for it, and came so soon!"

Indeed, it's very fast to arrive from Tianting to Xianguang mountain in ten days.

"No, of course not. What am I going to prepare for the defeated general who kowtowed to me and ran away from my eyes three years ago?" I don't know when, there is already a colorful cloud floating hundreds of feet in front of the silver gilding boat.

"Haha, I don't remember three years ago." Ji Xiaolou will not publicly admit that he pretended to escape as Peng wenkao, which will affect his momentum. Just listen to him again said: "but Feng Shui turns around, this time and then, I'm not the original me now!"

Ye Kong stood on the colorful cloud with his negative hand. The corners of his mouth curled up and said with a smile, "who are you, Ji Xiaoxin? Peng wenkao, or Ma Changjiang?"

"You're still as sharp as you used to be." Ji Xiaolou was also very relaxed today and said, "Ye Kong, I know you will come! You will accept my challenge!"

"Oh? Why?" Ye Kong replied.

"Because we are the same people!" Ji Xiaolou stood up with his fists clenched and said, "we are the same stubborn, the same persistent, the same adventurous, and the same desperate for face! It's just... My luck is a little worse than you!"

Their dialogue, loud and clear, echoed over the plain. Those immortals in the distance are listening. Those immortals with great combat experience know that the confrontation between the two has begun with words! The victory of words can change the momentum of both sides. In terms of words, it has a great impact on people's mood. If it can irritate the other party or make the other party depressed, it will be of great help to the battle!

After listening to Ji Xiaolou's words, millions of immortals who watched the war thought in their hearts that Ji Xiaolou was right. Ye Kong and Ji Xiaolou are really a little alike. More importantly, they still come from a lower world!

But at this time, ye Kong slowly shook his head, "no, we are not the same people." Under the sun, on the colorful clouds, ye Kong said negatively, "we are not the same people! My heart is just and sunny, but you are dark and selfish; although I sometimes do anything, but I have a basic bottom line, and you specifically use Yin moves to attack other people's relatives and friends; in my heart, there are love and hate, good and evil, but in your heart, there are only hate and evil!"

When ye Kong said this, he suddenly raised his hand and pointed to Ji Xiaolou. Lang said, "the biggest difference between you and me is that your heart is full of jealousy for me! I've been thinking that a ruthless person like you will really be hostile to me for thousands of years because of Zhang Jiude's hatred. Until your words just now, I realized that the biggest hatred in your heart is jealousy!"

Far away, those immortals who watched the war were all in an uproar, but they all nodded one after another.

As soon as ye Kong finished speaking, he saw the bow opposite. Ji Xiaolou was bitter in his eyes and clenched his fist hard, "Yes! I was really jealous of you before! What do you have? When I met in Surabaya City, you were just a blackhead blackhead! Aren't you lucky? Like your smelly mouth, if you weren't lucky, you would have died! Where is my Ji Xiaolou worse than you, but I haven't had luck, so I was pressured by you! I'm not satisfied!"

Before Ji Xiaolou finished speaking, those immortals who were watching said, "this Ji Xiaolou is really greedy! His luck is not good? He is like this! We have practiced for tens of thousands of years, but so, don't we want to commit suicide collectively?"

However, such a voice won't attract Ji Xiaolou's attention, but he smiled again and said, "but I don't envy you now, because I'm stronger than you! I have no reason to envy someone less than me!"

Ye Kong laughed and said, "it doesn't matter who is stronger than who. You know whether you are jealous now."

"Then speak with strength!" In the sound of words, Ji Xiaolou's eyes twinkled, and the momentum of his body was suddenly released! His momentum was indeed strong, and instantly shrouded in a radius of thousands of miles. Within the scope, all people and fairy beasts felt an invisible pressure, as if the power of heaven, as if the dark clouds were pressing on the top, so heavy pressure on everyone's heart, breathless!

At this moment, the fairy beast eating grass below had felt the pressure and danger, and was scared to flee. In the distance, those immortals with slightly lower cultivation are also ashen at the moment, and quickly move further away!

"We are already thousands of miles away, and we are all choked by the momentum. This Ji Xiaolou is so strong!" The war watching immortals in the distance were secretly surprised in their hearts.

However, these immortals, when they go to see ye Kong opposite Ji Xiaolou, are still standing in the colorful clouds, light and light. He lets the strong wind blow his long gown and clothes, and says, "momentum is overwhelming, and it's invincible. I'll give you a plan of Buddha light."

Ye Kong said that, raised his hand, put his fingers opposite each other, pinched out a printing formula, and spit out three words, "Buddha light printing!"

Then, a golden Buddha appeared behind Ye Kong. The Buddha sat on the lotus platform, his face compassionate, his whole body glittering with gold. Wherever the 10000 golden swords went, all the powerful momentum disappeared like spring snow seeing the sun!