1269: C1269 Dark Descends

C1269 Dark Descends

The old monk said, "Fellow Taoist, your future is over. Why must you persist?"

The Old Man Tianmu squinted his eyes and said coldly: "Do you think you can take away that child's opportunity?"

The old monk said, "I don't know."

The Old Man Tianmu opened his eyes wide and scolded: "I didn't know you guys were spending so much energy, do you think Wu Ming and his disciple are easy to deal with?"

The old monk shook his head and said, "You should know that we don't have much time left."

Old Man Tianmu frowned, then laughed.

"Fine, I want to see how you guys snatch away your fortuitous encounters with the great Dao facing the sky." It belongs to someone else after all. No matter how hard you try, you won't get it. I don't have the same idea as you. "

"In the future, we will only have a chance at survival."

The old monk said calmly.

"Bandits."

Old Man Tianmu scolded, the fighting spirit in his eyes became stronger, as though he wanted to fight with the old monk, he snorted: "You think you can stop me?"

The old monk shook his head.

Old Man Tianmu sneered: "You still know your own limits."

"What if you include me?"

A dispirited voice came out of thin air, followed by an old man with a wine gourd by his waist walking out. His drunken eyes were hazy, he smilingly looked at Old Man Tianmu, and said: "Two of you, are you not enough?"

Old Man Tianmu's gaze was serious as he stared at the incoming person. After a long while, he sighed and said, "Old drunkard, I didn't think that you would not have died back then. "He still dares to come to China."

The old drunkard laughed and said, "If you're not dead yet, how can I be embarrassed?"

Old Man Tianmu sighed, looking at Dragon City with eyes full of worry. If the old monk was alone, he would have the confidence to make his move, but it would be very difficult to have another Heavenly King of the same level as him.

"The two of you aren't even comparable to a kid. What kind of men are you for stealing other people's things?" Old Man Tianmu ridiculed.

"Wrong, it's not two, it's three."

A hazy silhouette appeared beside the old monk, laughing, "You old fogey, how have you been?"

When the hazy figure appeared, the Old Man Tianmu calmed down instead.

With three Heavenly King Rankers attacking, no matter how powerful the Old Man Tianmu was, he could not help Yang Ping. At most, he could protect himself. Who would have thought that the three Heavenly Kings would actually work together to fight against just one of them? If word of this got out, the entire universe would definitely be shaken.

The old monk, the drunkard, the butcher.

Old Man Tianmu laughed heartily and sighed: "Interesting, interesting. I finally understand why it is called a calamity, brought about by you three shameless things."

"Let's go."

The butcher chuckled, he didn't seem to treat this as a life or death battle, but an old friend who had been waiting for a long time, "The three of us will send you on your way."

Old Man Tianmu's gaze turned cold as he scoffed, "If anyone wants to kill me, they have to at least carry a burden."

The three of them looked at each other, and then the entire mausoleum was enveloped in a ray of golden light. It cut off all contact with the world, and turned into a forbidden area that was isolated from the world. Old Man Tianmu would be facing the attacks of warriors of the same level. And it was a battle of life and death.

Zhu Xi fell asleep.

When the old monk appeared, Old Man Tianmu had let her sleep soundly, he didn't want her to know too much.

Dragon City.

The star radiance dissipated and darkness descended.

At the South City Gate.

A Daoist wearing an Yellow Robe s robe stood under the door, showing mercy in his eyes, as though he was a person from heaven with a heart that contained all living things. When he stepped through the city gates, the Dragon City's formation described it as illusory. With a flash of light, he found a gap and entered.

Dao Zun strolled on the street, a buddhist light occasionally flashing above his head, like a golden cicada descending into the mortal world.

"This time, I will ascend to the top."

Dao Zun smiled slightly, the withered trees by the side of the road started to bloom with vitality once again. He was like the creator of this place, able to control life and death and resurrect all those who had died. His every step was filled with a mysterious rhythm. His footsteps were slow, but he was able to see all of the Changan Flowers.

At the north gate.

An incomparably handsome young man stepped through the city gate. The Dragon City's peerless array formation was unable to pose any threat to him. Instead, it was extremely close to him. He was tall and had a handsome appearance. If Pan An were reincarnated, he would be able to bewitch thousands of young girls.

At the same time, his eyes were dark gold. It was as if he was born to be one with the darkness, a prince in the darkness.

As he walked, he ignored the crowd and enjoyed the beautiful scenery of the Dragon City.

"I really look forward to seeing what kind of person Master wants to kill. I hope you won't disappoint me." The handsome man faintly smiled, causing the darkness to recede. As he walked, the silhouette beneath his feet merged with the darkness, becoming one. He was a prince of darkness, and he had an inexhaustible power in dark places.

At the east gate.

A young and peerless beauty carried a travel bag on her back as if she had just returned from a tour and stepped into the city. The formation was illusory as she directly walked into it.

Three city gates, three people, three directions, three forces.

They entered from different city gates, but their goal was the same place, and that was the Hidden Treasure Pavilion.

And at this moment, the Hidden Treasure Pavilion was pitch black.

Yang Ping sat cross-legged in the front courtyard as she meditated. It was as if she could not perceive that there were three waves of energy rushing towards him, and the three energies were faintly discernible as they quickly approached him. Many profound auras locked onto the Hidden Treasure Pavilion, making it impossible for anyone to escape.

A heavy pressure descended.

Yang Ping opened her eyes, scanned her surroundings, and said softly: "She's finally here." The experts who had killed the Burning Fragrance Valley had finally intimidated a majority of the people, but the results were not satisfactory, because the three people who were about to arrive were the strongest enemies that they had ever met.

The number of trials.

Yang Ping knew that this should be the biggest calamity in his life. If he were to pass through, she would become invincible, and if she couldn't pass through, he would be buried in the Hidden Treasure Pavilion.

Although the three experts were coming, Yang Ping was not afraid in the slightest.

He directly went to the front courtyard, and when he saw Yang Ping who was sitting cross-legged, he sighed and said, "I told you the ultimatum. Why didn't you listen?

Yang Ping opened her eyes, and upon seeing the person that arrived, she said indifferently: "So it's you. I didn't expect you to become someone else's dog. I'm so disappointed. "

The person who came was Dao Zun.

In the face of Yang Ping's mockery, Dao Zun's expression did not change at all. He said, "All slaves are slaves under the heavens' law. Why must they persist in their status? Moreover, after tonight, the world will no longer have any Immortal Medicine Sect. "

Yang Ping laughed, shook her head and said, "Dao Zun's heroic reputation, has been destroyed in one fell swoop."

Dao Zun snorted: "What does a kid with a yellow mouth know?"

"He doesn't know what I can teach him."2

Following that, another person came to the door. This person was extremely handsome, even more handsome than a superstar. If the Star Chaser clan saw him, they would definitely scream in fear. This was because the person who came was very handsome, so handsome that he fell to the ground.

Yang Ping looked at the handsome young man and said: "The second one."

The handsome man laughed. "Do you want to die on your knees, or do you want to die on your knees, or do you want to die on your knees …"

Yang Ping did not reply, but went past the handsome man and looked outside.

A young and beautiful girl came to the Hidden Treasure Pavilion and sized up the place with interest. She smiled sweetly: "It really is an ancient place. I like it when I see it. It would be great if I could live here in the future. "

Dao Zun laughed: "Kill him and you can stay here."

The young and beautiful girl thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "That's true."

Yang Ping looked around, but did not retreat.

Dao Zun, the handsome man, and the young girl, the three of them suddenly came to Hidden Treasure Pavilion, just for Yang Ping, as it was the most unfair fight in history, because Yang Ping was only touching the Subsaint of a saint, while the three of them were at a realm far higher than Yang Ping.

Dao Zun, the peak of the Sky Sovereign, was just one step away from advancing into the Heavenly Longevity Stage, and would be at the same age as the heavens.

The handsome man was Saint Stage, but as a perfect saint, he was only a step away from Heavenly Sovereign Stage.

The young and beautiful girl had the lowest realm, but it was still at a higher level than Yang Ping's. It was the Intermediate Stage of a saint.

Amongst the three of them, Dao Zun's strength was the most terrifying.

But the other two were forcing the Dragon City's formation to stop him, their strength was unfathomable.

The three of them appeared at the same time just for the sake of killing one person.

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