Chapter 2362

Boom!

At this time, with a roar, the old man with white hair slapped Wu Wuji out. Wu Wuji was branded in the void, which was supposed to be nothing. Now it was as if there was a wall blocking him. He was black and blue, his clothes were ragged, and the whole person was pasted there in a big font. It looked too miserable.

Not to mention that the old man with white hair is the ancestor of Wu Wuji. Even if he wants to kill Wu Wuji, Wu Wuji doesn't dare to resist. Of course, even if he wants to resist, it doesn't have any effect. Although he is known as the supreme king of Wu, the strength of the Immortal King and the immortal Zun is not at the same level. Even if he is evil, he can't be the old man with white hair opponent.

Xiang Yang and others looked at Wu Wuji. When they saw Wu Wuji's tragic appearance, they couldn't help looking at the old man with white hair. As an old monster on the jiudi mountain of daomen, the old man with white hair looked benevolent and even a bit of a fairyland. However, when they really started, they were so overbearing. No wonder he could become the founder of Wu Wuji one of.

However, the way that the grandmaster and his apprentice Sun Gang met to greet each other was really a little special. Xiang Yang muttered that if the old man with white hair was his grandmaster, he would turn back what he said. He would no longer be a descendant of the martial maniac. He would be beaten every time he met. It was too miserable.

"Cough, what do you all watch me do? I'm usually very kind."

When the old man saw that everyone was looking at him, he was a little embarrassed and said with a light cough.

"Ha ha..."

after listening to the old man's words, not only Xiang Yang sneered a few times, but also Li Huan, a newly promoted xianzun, had a sneer on his face.

This guy is also called kind-hearted. With one hand, Wu Wuji, a peerless Immortal King, is branded in the void. He almost has not been destroyed directly. Go to your kindness. If you are kind, all of us are saints who educate all living beings.

Xiang Yang sighed in his heart that, sure enough, it's one thing to be strong, and the main thing is to have a thick face. Only in this way can the old man with white hair become a strong Taoist and a pioneer of the great martial arts.

"Poof..."

just at this time, wuwuji's figure slipped down from the void. As soon as he fell to the ground, he sat down and spat out a mouthful of blood. The whole person was dispirited and whispered, "Laozu, you are going to make our pulse last."

Feeling the real injury on his body, Wu Wuji was wronged and wanted to cry. In vain, he was a peerless Immortal King and became king of Wu. When he faced his ancestors, he didn't dare to fight back. Moreover, he really hurt his internal organs. Even if he didn't use the healing elixir, his recovery ability would be better It will take a few days to get back to full condition.

Others must be very happy to see their ancestors. They cry and cry for their ancestors to teach them more skills. But Wu Wuji has nothing but a fight when he meets his ancestors. He feels that his life is meaningless and he is the king of Wu.

"If you can be killed in this way, then you will be the last to die, so what?"

When Wu Wuji was sad in his heart, the old man with white hair, the fifth Taoist priest of Taoism, originally showed a modest smile to Xiang Yang and others. Now after listening to Wu Wuji's words, he turned his head and hummed coldly, "in the vein of extreme martial arts, which one is not to refine the body to the peak? According to the truth, the new one in the fairyland has opened up the body It is no doubt that I am the strong one in the extreme martial arts. But, look at you, up to now, my practice has become the peak of the sixth heaven of the great Luo. My physical strength has just reached the realm of the great Luo. Do you mean to say that I am the descendant of the martial madman in the extreme martial arts? If Lao Tzu is a martial madman, he will destroy all the descendants of Jiwu Taoism. "

At the same time, the guy looked at Wu Wuji and felt that he was too light, so he rushed to catch Wu Wuji and hit him again.

"You've lost my face. Do you mean it?"

"The reason why jiwudao is called jiwudao is that it was handed down from generation to generation, and even that shencang was left to jiwudao in those years. That's to give you enough resources, so that each generation of you can be invincible in the world and become the strongest one in the world. But you, I'm so disappointed. Lao Dao killed you."

"Bang Bang..."

with a thumping sound, poor Wu Wuji was beaten again before he had a good breath. He was in a daze, holding his head in his hands and murmuring. He didn't know what to say.

Xiang Yang and others all looked strange when they saw this scene. They only felt that the old man with white hair was too cruel. Even the little disciple of wuwuji trembled and said, "I'm wrong. I shouldn't join the martial arts. I want to be free..."

"little boy, do you want to betray the school? Come here... I'm going to teach you a lesson instead of the wulunatic. "

"Bang Bang..."As a result, the boy was directly caught by the old man with white hair and beaten violently. There was a constant voice coming from him, but Xiang Yang seemed to have seen nothing strange.

"There's another martial maniac in the Jiwu road? Isn't the term "wumadman" a general term for jiwudao Xiang Yang took a look at the white haired old man's violent education on Wu Wuji's teachers and disciples, but he turned his head curiously to look at Li Huan.

"Boss, it's said that the founder of jiwudao is a jiwudao. The opponent's fighting power is amazing, and he is one of the strongest among the immortals. He is also known as a wulunatic. Later, because all the descendants of jiwudao are looking for people to challenge, they are called wulunatic."

Li Huan said quickly.

Although Li Huan had been imprisoned in the immortal devil battlefield for many years, jiwudao was very prosperous in his time. Even at that time, there was a strong opponent of jiwudao, so he naturally studied it.

"How many pioneers are there in the Jiwu road?" Xiang Yang asked curiously.

"It used to be said that there was only one wulunatic in the past, but now there is another fifth Taoist priest. In this way, there is not only one wulunatic, maybe there will be other immortal masters." Li Huan said with a suspicious look on his face.

If it was before, we all recognized that jiwudao was just created by a martial maniac. But now we don't think it's necessary. We can suddenly have another fifth Taoist priest, and naturally we can also have other strong people to become the founders of jiwudao.

"If you want to know this, just ask me. Why ask Tiangu immortal?"

At this time, the old man with white hair had finished his education. He let Wu Wuji master and apprentice lie on the ground and wail. He came to Xiang Yang and said with a smile.

Xiang Yang takes a look at Wu Wuji's master and apprentice, and immediately feels a pain for them. It's so miserable that they are almost deformed by beating. Wu Wuji doesn't matter. As the king of Wu, his cultivation is extremely powerful. As long as he can live with one breath, his disciples even those who haven't reached the fairyland are almost beaten Now Wu Wuji took out the healing elixir and put it into the disciple's mouth. Then they lay side by side and wailed together.

It can be imagined that after today's experience, this pair of master and apprentice will regret joining Jiwu daomai...

however, Xiang Yang's eyes have opened the acupoint space, so he can see different situations without using special pupil technique. He finds that both Wu Wuji and his disciples get a lot of benefits after being beaten by the old man with white hair Wu Wuji's disciples, in particular, were all transparent, and all the impurities were refined. As Wu Wuji put the pills into his disciples' mouths, his disciples were burning with divine flame, and their vitality reached its peak. Even Xiang Yang was in that realm, he could not compare with this boy.

Obviously, although the white haired old man really beat them, he also helped them and made them get a lot of benefits.

"Can you say it?"

Xiang Yang didn't go to see Wu Wuji's master and apprentice, but rolled his eyes at the old man with white hair. When he thought of sun Qingya and Monica saying that they would help him make a bet with the old man, he felt a little incredible. As the fifth Taoist priest of Taoism, this old man has lived from ancient times to now, and is the peerless immortal statue at the top of the nine heaven of Da Luo Also shameless promised to fight with their own, it seems to be a unreliable guy.

Of course, this guy can already see that he is not easy to deal with when he can hit Wu Wuji master and apprentice. Xiang Yang thinks highly of him because he is unreliable or he has not found the right vocabulary for a while.

According to Xiang Yang's experience, this kind of unreliable guy is absolutely hard to deal with.

"Not necessarily. Maybe I'll tell you."

Sure enough, after Xiang Yang's voice fell, he heard the old man with white hair smiling at Xiang Yang and saying.

Xiang Yang clearly saw that the old man with white hair was rubbing his hands when he was talking. It seemed that he had just taught Wu Wuji master and apprentice a lesson, which didn't make him happy. At the moment, he was thinking about teaching Xiang Yang a lesson.

Seeing this, Xiang Yang's eyebrows suddenly wrinkled up. If he was targeted by this old guy, he really had a hard time. He just didn't know if Li Huan could stop this guy.

After all, Li Huan has just broken through into the realm of the great Luo, while the other party has become famous for many years. Even when Li Huan was just the king of immortals, the old man with white hair was already immortal. After countless years of immersion, his real strength has reached the level of terror.

"Old man, is your beard itching again?"

Xiang Yang thought in his heart, just as the voice of the old man with white hair fell, he heard sun Qingya snort coldly, and looked at him with bad eyes.

"Hum... I think he's itching all over, otherwise how dare he talk to brother Xiang like this?"

Monica also turned her head and said, looking at the old man with white hair with a sneer."Er..."

the white haired old man, who originally looked very imposing and even a little authoritative, immediately solidified his face after listening to the words of the two little girls. He coughed and quickly approached the two little girls and whispered, "I said, two little girls' milk, don't do it right with me. It's not in jiudi mountain. You should at least save some noodles for me Son, I'm also the fifth Taoist priest. I can't lose face outside. Alas... Ah, pain... Stop pulling... "

it's a pity that his words haven't been finished yet. I screamed out. I saw two little girls clutching his moustache left and right, trying their best to scratch. The old man's face changed.

At this time, the old man with white hair didn't look as arrogant and domineering as he used to deal with Wu Wuji master and apprentice. He looked pathetic.

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