Le Deng's eyes widened again. The blood bullet in Ye Tian's hand was getting bigger and bigger. Just this spiritual power made Le Deng realize that something was wrong.
He lit the lamp and let out a long whistle, and the monk's robe shattered into pieces.
Inside the lamp, he was wearing a set of silver armor, and at his waist was a soft sword. The soft sword was like a dragon, and in the woods, a dragon python appeared again.
The dragon python transformed again and turned into six paths.
Immortal Sword Sect, Six Paths Autumn Water Sword!
The spirit sword emerged, and the vast sword energy was like waves. The dragon python stood in the six paths, riding the clouds and mist, turning this world into a battlefield of immortals.
"Ye Tian, what can you do to me?" Le Deng laughed.
"boom!"
The blood-killing bullet was fired directly, and Lao Deng's smile froze instantly.
This massive blood-killing bullet shattered the dragon and python, shattering the clouds. It also created a gap in the vast sword energy. However, the blood-killing bullet also shrank. The Autumn Water Sword shook several times continuously, and the blood-killing bullet disappeared without a trace.
"call!"
Le Deng finally breathed a sigh of relief. The Blood Evil Bullet's momentum had made him think he wouldn't be able to catch it. His stiff smile vanished, and Le Deng swung his body, stepping onto the treetops and slashing down with a mighty sword energy.
“Boom!”
"ah!"
The sword energy fell, but it blew Lu Lingqi away. Lu Lingqi finally felt the grievance of Zhao Gaomei, and Lu Lingqi spat out blood.
"Brother, do you want to silence someone by killing them? I also provided the resources for your Baiyun Ancient Temple. If I am guilty, you will not be able to escape."
Lu Lingqi cursed loudly, but he didn't care anyway because he was a disabled person.
Le Deng no longer looked like a sage Zen master. He roared repeatedly, "Shut up right there! I was just careless."
"Ye Tian, get out here!"
He lit the lamp and wanted to find Ye Tian, and Ye Tian stood behind the lamp.
"I'm right here!"
"What?"
While Le Deng was puzzled, Ye Tian grabbed Le Deng's neck and used such strong force that Le Deng began to kick his legs. He wanted to strike the Qiushui Sword behind him, but Ye Tian disappeared again.
The hand on the neck was there, causing the lamp to quickly lose power.
"Ye Tian!"
Le Deng roared again, and Ye Tian appeared again. He raised his finger and flicked it at Le Deng's head.
"Bang!"
Boom!
If it were an ordinary person, it would probably just hurt a little, but Ye Tian was hit on the head and it almost blew the lamp off his head.
"You take the resources of this world and you hide in this shitty world to practice."
"What qualifications do you have to look down on the common people?"
"You've cultivated so much, do you really think you're gods?"
"I really can't stand you guys. We're all human, but you're just better at cultivation than the average person, and yet you turn around and bully others. What's the point of your cultivation?"
"Bang!"
Ye Tianbian said, and continued to hit his head.
"ah!"
Le Deng was about to die. He was a disciple of the Immortal Sword Sect, how could this happen?
"Ye Tian, let me go!"
"We are all cultivators. Don't you use worldly resources? Do you have the nerve to criticize me?"
"Haha, I'm useless!"
Ye Tian was really confident, but it was useless. He relied on the spiritual plants he made in the Mountain God Space. He also sold these things. Ye Tian was really different from these cultivators.
"Okay, even if you are useless, we are not from the same world as them. We are the gods of the mortal world."
Ye Tian heard Deng still say this, and continued to stretch out his finger and said: "Come, let me see how many hits you, a god, can withstand?"
“Bang, bang, bang!”
The monk Liaodeng had a head full of blood. The sword energy in his body was suppressed, and he was almost fainted by Ye Tian's knock.
Lu Lingqi watched from a distance and actually felt happy.
"I told you he's very powerful, but you just wouldn't listen."
"Now you know."
"Let you show off!"
Just as Lu Lingqi was speaking, an old voice was heard again from the forest.
"stop!"
"Why did you light the lamp, Abbot!"
An old man ran over along the mountain road. He was the one who had just been escorted out of Baiyun Ancient Temple. He walked with the gait of a dragon and a tiger, and his expression was full of majesty.
Obviously, this old man is also a superior.
When the old man appeared, Abbot Liao Deng growled.
"Donor Nie, he is the Dragon King of Dragon King Mountain."
"If such a person becomes the Dragon King, he will bring disaster to China."
When the old man heard that Ye Tian was the Dragon King, he looked at Ye Tian with a sharp gaze.
"This old man is Nie Zhengrong!"
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