3311: C3311 Dark Descends

C3311 Dark Descends

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

Old Man Tianmu narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Do you think that you can snatch that kid's chance?"

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

Old Man Tianmu stared at them and scolded, "I didn't know you guys were spending so much effort on this. Do you really think that Master Wu Ming and his disciple are useless?"

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

Old Man Tianmu frowned and 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 cursed as the fighting spirit in his eyes became even stronger. He seemed to want to fight with the old monk and 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, followed by an old man with a wine gourd hanging from his waist walking out of thin air. His eyes were hazy with drunkenness as he looked at Old Man Tianmu with a smile and said, "Two is not enough."

Old Man Tianmu's gaze was serious as he stared at the incoming person. After a long while, he let out a sigh of relief and said, "Old drunkard, I didn't expect that you didn't die that year. "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. His gaze towards the Dragon City was filled with 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 mocked.

"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, Old Man Tianmu calmed down instead.

With three Heavenly King Stage powerhouses attacking, no matter how powerful Old Man Tianmu was, he would not be able to help Yang Ping. At most, he could only 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 and sighed, "Interesting, very interesting. I finally understand why it is called a disaster. It was brought 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 and he snorted: "Whoever wants to kill me, at least they will have something to back them up."

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 was going to face the attacks of someone of the same level. And it was a battle of life and death.

Zhu Xi fell asleep.

Old Man Tianmu let her sleep when the old monk appeared, 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 slowly walked along the street. Occasionally, a buddhist light would flash above his head, like a golden cicada descending into the mortal world.

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

Dao Zun smiled. The withered trees on the roadside were back to life. He was like the creator, able to control life and death and resurrect the dead. 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 yard and meditated. It was as if he could not feel the three energies approaching him. The three energies were faintly discernible as they 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 his eyes and scanned the surroundings. He whispered, "He'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 could cross this, he would become invincible, and if he couldn't pass this, he would be buried in the Hidden Treasure Pavilion.

Even though the three experts were coming, Yang Ping was not afraid at all.

The first to arrive was a Daoist wearing a Yellow Robe. Entering the gate, he went straight to the front yard and looked at Yang Ping who was sitting cross-legged, sighing: "I told you the ultimatum, why didn't you listen? Like your master, if you are too stubborn, you die too early."

Yang Ping opened his eyes and saw the person who came over. He said lightly, "It's you. I didn't expect you to become someone else's dog. I'm so disappointed. "

The person that came was Dao Zun.

Facing Yang Ping's sarcasm, Dao Zun's face remained expressionless. 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 and shook his head, "Dao Zun's glorious reputation will be ruined in one fell swoop."

Dao Zun grunted, "What does a kid with a mouth know about such things?"

"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. "Should we kneel to die, or kneel to die, or kneel to die …"

Yang Ping didn't answer, but looked outside past the handsome man.

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 said with a smile, "If you kill him, you can live here."

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

Yang Ping looked around and did not retreat.

Dao Zun, the handsome man, and the young girl, the three of them suddenly came to Hidden Treasure Pavilion, all for Yang Ping, this was the most unfair battle in history, because Yang Ping was only at the threshold of the Saint realm, whereas Dao Zun's and the other two's realms far exceeded Yang Ping's.

Dao Zun, the peak of the Sky Sovereign, was only a step away from advancing into the Heavenly Longevity realm, and was 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, beautiful girl had the lowest cultivation level, but she was still several levels higher than Yang Ping. She had 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!

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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