Chapter 1992

Wu Yue did not expect that the hope brought by the descendants of Wu Jialing who tried their best to bring was turned away. The mountain owner was hostile to Yang Ping. People who connected the whole ethnic group did not have a good face, except some old people who stood in their own position.

Wu Yue took Yang Ping and wanted to forcibly enter the flash. The two Tianjie people in charge of guarding showed embarrassment, bowed their heads and said, "Wu Tongling, the mountain Lord has explained that no outsiders can enter unless you step on our bodies."

"Nonsense!"

Wu Yue slapped them to death. The bastard mountain master probably lived in the mountain and was used to shrinking. He lost his pride in the past. He said sternly, "I order you to push away, or don't blame me for executing the family rules." the two people stubbornly stopped and looked at Yang Ping, full of provocation, saying: "Wu Tongling, he's just a great saint, and he's just the bottom of the ethnic group. Why do you have to make trouble with the mountain Lord for a low-power man? The mountain Lord is for the family

Group, devote yourself to death. "

"Enough."

Wu Yue yelled at the cave, "Wu Liu, don't go too far." "Wu Yue, don't go too far. You want to lead everyone to fight against the cloud world. Why don't you save your strength and rise up in the future? Because of your short thought, Changsheng mountain attacked us and suffered heavy casualties. Don't you know

Is that wrong? "

The mountain leader was tit for tat and said coldly. Wu Yue clenched her fist and was angry, but she couldn't refute it. The slap of Yin-Yang palm sect not only killed many people, but also shattered the mountain leader's ambition. A yin-yang palm sect can kill all the people of the ethnic group and live forever

The most powerful is the immortal ancestor.

The mountain Lord was afraid.

"Come to the ancestral hall."

Wu Yue had to fight for it. The mountain Lord's impatient voice came from the cave, "Wu Yue, the Presbyterian Council will decide."

Yang Ping looked on coldly, but there was no resentment in his heart. He could see that the mountain Lord was biased against him, and he knew that people would not look up to him because of his holy realm. The most important thing was that Changsheng mountain covered the sky in the cloud world, and these people were hiding, precarious, and there was no future at all

Come on.

Wu Yue's face changed slightly when she heard the Presbyterian meeting, but she immediately snorted coldly and said, "who's afraid of who!" the two clansmen were ordered to release directly, but looked at Yang Ping's eyes, full of hostility, and snorted: "it's just a great saint. If it's not the name of Wu Jialing, I want to fight you. The clansmen don't raise idle people, let alone disabled people. I hope

You know yourself. "

"Shut up!"

Wu Yue was very angry. The two people in front of him had poor eyes and didn't know Yang Ping's real strength. Even he couldn't see through it. Just about to punish him, he was stopped by Yang Ping, shook his head slightly and said with a smile, "forget it."

"Go, I'll correct your name." Wu Jialing's descendants received contempt when they came to the ethnic group, which is absolutely unbearable blasphemy. Wu Yue's blood runs through Wu Jialing's bones. She has seen the first strong man under the stars, and she has seen Wu Jialing's feat against the sky. It's fundamental

These people can't compare.

Yang Ping doesn't care about correcting his name, but feels sad.

The two guards behind him looked at Yang Ping's back and their eyes were still mocking.

The mountains are empty.

It is like a small world, larger than the small world Yang Ping has seen in the king's family in the capital. It can accommodate tens of thousands of people. Entering the cave is to enter another world, with men farming and women weaving, pastoral and crisscross roads and transportation, like a paradise in the world.

There is no dispute here, and the atmosphere of peace fills the air.

Many people are still ordinary people. They are working. Suddenly, they see Wu Yue coming in with a stranger, showing curiosity.

"Aunt Wu Yue!"

A little girl jumped and rushed over, hugged Wu Yue's thigh and said coquettishly, "did you go outside to bring me a gift?"

Wu yuechong touched the girl's head and said with a smile, "it's busy to go out this time. How about next time?"

The girl tooted her mouth and was very wronged.

"Liu'er, apologize to Wu Tongling quickly. Wu Tongling is a great hero. Without Wu Tongling, we would have died long ago." a beautiful woman in sackcloth hurried over, stared at the girl and complained, "apologize quickly."

"Nothing."

Wu Yue obviously loves liu'er very much and said seriously, "I'll bring you something fun next time. When the outside passage is open, my aunt will take you out to play."

Liu'er's big eyes flashed and asked, "when will it be accessible? Liu'er heard from his brother that the outside world is wonderful and big."

Wu Yue said with a smile, "soon."

The beautiful woman in sackcloth smiled with Wu Yue, and then took liu'er home.

The smile on Wu Yue's face slowly disappeared and said, "did you find it?"

Yang Ping's eyes always fell on liu'er and his face was dignified. Liu'er's talent was actually very strong, not weaker than the top talent in the world of mortals, but there was an extremely terrible chain in the spiritual world, which imprisoned his cultivation talent.

"Curse?" Yang Ping thought of a possibility. He had seen it in many people in the edge wasteland City, but there was absolutely no strong chain on Liu er. People in the edge wasteland could at least practice, but they could not reach the realm of the king of heaven, and even the heaven needed the most

Top talent.

Liu'er's talent is far better than that of those people, but he can't practice.

Yang Ping thought of the curse, the imprisonment from the cloud. Wu Yue nodded, her eyes darkened, and sneered: "after wujialing went against the sky, the will of the cloud world, in order to cater to the will of the universe, imposed an extremely terrible ban on anyone related to wujialing. Liuer, they were left by wujialing

My blood, so I can't practice in my life. "

Yang Ping thought of others. "The mountain Lord and us are actually the aborigines of the cloud world. They are not only the blood of Wu Jialing, but also can practice." Wu Yue saw Yang Ping's doubts and sighed, "six children can't practice and leave this small world. Once they touch it

If you touch the rules of the cloud, you may be backfired and die. "

Wu Yue's face was positive, stared at Yang Ping and said in a deep voice, "please be sure to lead them out of the small world, because the small world is dying. At that time, the small world will collapse and everyone here will die."

Yang Ping's face changed slightly.

He was lost in thought. "Liu'er's situation is not the most serious. You will know later that our living environment is becoming more and more harsh and may become extinct at any time. If we don't change, we can only wait for death. However, the mountain Lord is stubborn and wants to give up hope

On the mercy of Changsheng mountain. "

Wu Yue's eyes flashed, full of worry.

The reason why he brought Yang Ping back recklessly is to strive for a glimmer of vitality.

Wu Yue thinks Yang Ping must have a way.

Because not everyone can bear the descendants of wujialing, even Jue Britain's parents and children are not qualified.

Through the layers of paths, you come to the center of the small world. A huge wooden building appears in front of you. There is a powerful prohibition outside, which can prevent the invasion of celestial experts.

This is the ancestral hall. One after another, clansmen went in. When they passed by, they looked at Yang Ping curiously. Their eyes were full of hostility.