Chapter 1780: Ten Sanxian

"What? It's already here?" Miao Xuan exclaimed. He looked around but didn't see anyone. He said inwardly: "Sure enough, it's not a thing in the pond. Found."

However, Miao Xuansi had no doubt about Yang Yiyun, because he had already proved his own excellence with strength and combat effectiveness.

Yang Yiyun nodded to Miaoxian and said, "Yes, it's already here, so I can't run away, and I don't want to run, senior Miaoxuan, please avoid it, I don't want you to be embarrassed."

Listening to Yang Yiyun's single tone full of determination, Miao Xuan knew that Yang Yiyun could not be persuaded, and turned and left with a sigh, because she had tried her best, and she couldn't afford it.

She knew that she was the right choice to leave. After all, everyone else had been killed by Yang Yiyun, but she was okay, and she couldn't tell when she was seen, so Miao Xuan left without hesitation.

As for Yang Yiyun, he was staring at the high mountains in the distance. At this moment, the positions of the few of them were actually close to the top of the 72nd phase of the second stage. Under visual observation, they stepped into the third stage 36th of the Supreme Mountain. The big mountain peak is also nearly one kilometer away.

Ordinarily, the expansion of the spiritual consciousness on the Supreme Mountain is limited, and he can't see the distance from a kilometer at all, but with the help of the old man's spirit power, it is not surprising that he can find someone coming from the mountain a kilometer away.

At this moment, in Yang Yiyun's perception, there are ten powerful auras coming from all over the top of the mountain, and each of the ten dao auras is much higher than the Wan Taiji level.

"Buddy, let others enter the Universe Pot space. It is a force cultivation base that is all in the late stage of Rank 6, which is far from comparable to Wan Taiji's level. Their level is not an opponent, but will become a burden to you."

At this time, the old man's voice sounded in his mind.

Yang Yiyun heard the old man talking, but his face became solemn. He knew that under normal circumstances, the old man rarely spoke. Since the old man reminded him, he was definitely not a general.

In the late stage of Rank 6, he was indeed a master. According to Miao Xuan's narrative before, on the thirty-six peaks, there were ten masters of Sanxian, and now it seems that they should be these ten people.

As for the Sanxian ancestor in Miao Xuan’s mouth, he is at the sixth rank peak level and is an old monster that has been suppressed for thousands of years at the peak. Yang Yiyun doesn’t know if he will come out today, and he has no idea in his heart, but the old man so far , Hasn't said anything to make him admit counsel.

Wouldn't you have the confidence to come to the old man?

Of course, Yang Yiyun knew in his heart that he couldn't rely on the old man for everything.

Although this Supreme Mountain is the old man's dojo, he doesn't know how long he hasn't been here. The biggest drawback is that the old man is still a spirit body after all, and he can't get out. Maybe he can only rely on himself for life and death.

Immediately after Yang Yiyun told Sister Mei and the others, they entered the Universe Pot space. Of course Sister Mei wanted to stay, but in front of the domineering Yang, all the resistance was in vain and greeted them. Without saying a word, all of them were taken into the Universe Pot space.

At this moment, ten powerful auras, or a Sanxian master in the late stage of Rank 6 appeared thirty meters in front of him.

Ten masters of Sanxian at the late stage of Rank 6, seven men and three women, some of them old and young appeared.

Every body exudes a strong breath.

No one spoke, and after appearing silently on the court, each and every one of them stared at Yang Yiyun.

In this atmosphere, changing to a normal monk, facing the coercion of ten powerful immortals can collapse.

But Yang Yiyun happened to be an alien.

Not to mention their ten sixth rounds of late coercion weighing on him, even one hundred does not matter.

Because the power of the old man's soul is on him, the aura and coercion do not exist for him.

Whose coercive force can be worthy of the Twelve Tribulations Sanxian?

Although the old man didn't use his body to fight, he lent himself the power of his soul. Under these circumstances, how could Yang Yiyun be frightened by the coercive aura of ten six-wheeled dispersal immortals.

The ten scattered immortals didn't speak, each of them looked very tall.

But Yang Yiyun directly ignored their aura and coercion.

These ten scattered immortals had different faces, some were expressionless, some twitched their lips...

It was like a punch in the fist.

Finally, a boy who looked only sixteen or seventeen years old spoke up.

"Little guy, you have some abilities. You killed the No. 40 or 50 Rank 5 Sanxian in one breath. It's really good, but it's also wrong. You shouldn't be wild in the Supreme Mountain.

Today, no matter how great you are, you have to kill you. No one can kill people unscrupulously on the Supreme Mountain, and no one dares to kill dozens of scattered immortals. There is a difference between this and the devil. I see you as true. If you are in a demon, you have no shame in destroying your seat, and the Dao Heart will not be affected. Do you judge yourself or let me wait for it? "

Yang Yiyun squinted his eyes, and the state of his whole body reached its peak. He would not underestimate any enemy, even if it was a teenager who spoke to him loudly at the moment.

In other words, it is not a teenager at all, but an old monster who has not known how many years he has cultivated.

The monks can never look at appearances.

Listening to this young man's words, Yang Yiyun slowly said, "Someone said the same thing to me before, but it's already dead. Do you want to die too?

I just want to go up to the top of the Supreme Mountain, and I won't offend the river when I enter the water with you, and you who are aloft are shameless and shameless watching the road and robbery.

People who called out wave after wave when I couldn't beat them, full of humanity, justice and morality, a big hat was buttoned on my head when I opened my mouth, and I killed people if they didn't agree with me.

You say I am the devil? Then I’ll ask you, ask you... The former stray immortals who blocked the road and robbed me were greedy for friends around me. They clearly wanted to take possession of them, but they found me a lot of black hats and opened their mouths to kill me. Are those **** of the devil?

At that time, you Sanxian Island sent to Cultivation World to kill the devil's immortals, colluded with the demon clan, and tried to destroy hundreds of thousands of disciples in the Cloud Gate Wonderland. Are they considered devil?

You or you tell me, what is the devil? I, Yang Yiyun, is a demon, so do you people count as well? Haha, high posture, the small ones come to the big ones, the old ones who kill the little ones, and when they come out, they pretend to be superior and strong. All ten people are shameless and shameless. At the same time, they release coercion to the little master. Aura, it's a pity, your little aura is useless to me.

Well, now that I am under the pressure, do you start to do it without me kneeling down? Okay, just do it, can we not pretend to be so shameless? It comes up with eyes on the forehead, a posture that I am the king of heaven, I open my mouth and ask Xiaoye to kneel down and judge myself...?

Haha, how come you have a good self, who gives you the confidence? Let me dictate myself? You count as a fart, thinking that Sanxian at the end of Rank 6 is invincible in the world?

Or is it that your **** have been in the closed space of Sanxian Island for a long time, and their brains are pretty funny? Let me tell you that the number of the six-turn Sanxian that the little master has killed by one hand definitely has...

If you want to fight, hurry up, don’t rectify those imaginary ones, now the little master only believes in fists, today you want little master, I will dictate myself, the little master still wants you **** to go to hell, isn’t it just killing people, just come up if you have the ability. "

Faced with ten Sanxian in the late stage of Rank 6 Yang, the more he cursed, the smoother he went, and the more fierce he was in his heart.

In fact, this is really the case. No matter what, these scattered immortals are all sect groups and have their own small circles. They are shameless at first, saying that they are revenge, but in the final analysis, it is these holy land forces. Is asking him trouble.

Whether it is a person from the sacred land of the cultivation world, or a Sanxian from the sacred land like Sanxian Island, Quante is a virtue.

Therefore, Yang cursed the anger in the center, not only did not calm down because he had just killed dozens of five-turn five-turned immortals, but it became even more violent.

There is no way these dog days are too annoying, too deceitful, the small boss is the strong and the weak, with one mouth, a disgusting face that controls life and death, let you die and die, let you live.

This feeling and posture made Yang uncomfortable.

"You...you..." The young-looking Sanxian raised his finger to Yang Yiyun and was speechless.

The other Sanxian also had a blue and white expression on his face, and there was no way to be cursed by Yang Yiyun. In their monastic career, it seemed that no one had ever cursed them like this.