Chapter 1252 Domineering Wu Daozi

"Yin...Senior Yin, help, help!" Gui Huazi begged Yin Jiu for help in a trembling voice.

The guards accompanying Gui Huazi have the highest level of cultivation and are only at the peak of the middle stage of Mahayana. The young man named Yun Yu was turned into blood mist when Wu Yan raised his hand and patted him. He could no longer die.

This method cannot be described as appalling. Not to mention that Gui Huazi was scared, even Yin Jiu, who was sitting on the Five Ghosts Bronze Car, had his eyes twitching slightly. He was surprised and shocked at the same time.

Although Gui Huazi arranged for his men to drive Wu Yan away under his banner, Wu Yan turned his attention to him at this time, which still made the corners of Yin Jiu's eyes twitch even more.

"Go away, I don't know cats and dogs."

Not only did Yin Jiu have no intention of supporting Gui Huazi, but he slapped him away.

Gui Huazi's body flew more than ten feet away and landed in the crowd.

Before he could feel aggrieved, even more tragic things happened one after another. Everyone seemed to be avoiding the God of Plague, fearing that this kid would get on their hands and offend the evil god Wu Yan, so they all raised their hands and whipped the kid away.

The three remaining Mahayana guards under Gui Huazi couldn't care less about Gui Huazi's life and death, so they hurried up, smiled at everyone, and rescued their young master.

However, the matter on Wu Yan's side was not resolved, so they did not dare to leave with Gui Huazi. They could only accompany Gui Huazi, who was even more careful, and supported Gui Huazi, who was already paralyzed by fear, to Wu Yan.

"Senior, I hope you will be more generous and don't care about my young master. After all, he is still a child. When he returns to the fairy world in the future, our Guiyun Valley Master will personally thank our senior for his generosity."

One of the guards, with a smile on his face, bowed his hand to Wu Yan. Although he was humble in his words and called Wu Yan his senior, he also mentioned Guiyun Valley, hoping that Wu Yan would take it for the sake of Gui Woshan, the owner of the valley. Stop worrying about this.

Gui Woshan is also a relatively well-known Void Immortal stage powerhouse on the Earth Immortal Continent. Generally, Mahayana stage monks or Yuan Ti ninth-level masters would not dare to provoke him easily.

"Huh, Guiyun Valley? I've never heard of it. It's not impossible to ask Wu to spare this kid. Hand over everything you have on you to me!" Wu Yan grinned, showing an extremely fierce and domineering expression. expression.

"What?! How can this be done? I leave everything to you, how can we survive in the secret realm!"

Before the three guards opened their mouths, Gui Huazi jumped up first, but was immediately silenced by Wu Yan's fierce gaze.

"It's okay if you don't want to hand over. It just so happens that I, Wu Daozi, have just escaped from the Tianhuang Island, and I am planning to kill some people to show off the power of my Tianwu Clan. Let me sacrifice some of your swords! Although they are just small fish and shrimps, I can barely do it. Can use it.”

Wu Yan grinned ferociously, and he could see undisguised murderous intent in the corners of his eyes.

This time when he came out of Tianhuang Island, he had already thought of a way out. Now that he has become the target of public criticism in the Fairy Secret Realm, it is best not to use Wu Yan's name.

Just some time ago, there was a huge commotion on Tianhuang Island. The disappearance of the Tianhuang clan undoubtedly provided the best cover for him to assume another identity.

This time out of seclusion, he planned to appear as Wu Daozi, the great witch of the Celestial Witch Clan, in the secret realm of the immortals. In this way, you can avoid being troubled by endless pursuits and at the same time have a legitimate identity.

As for witchcraft, for Wu Yan, a witchcraft disciple who has practiced the most authentic witchcraft techniques, it is extremely easy to perform it. Now possessing the twelfth level of the Yuan Ti Realm, Wu Yan's physical strength alone is already ridiculously tyrannical. Coupled with the power of the Holy Yuan, which is hundreds of times deeper than the ordinary ninth level monks of the Yuan Ti Realm, I am afraid that the entire fairy secret realm , except for a few people, he has no rivals anymore.

"What?! This person actually came out of Tianhuang Island, and his name is Wu Daozi? Could it be that he is the seventh-level Heavenly Witch Master of the Tianhu clan who survived the tribulation on Tianhuang Island some time ago?"

"Seventh-level Heavenly Wizard Master?! How is this possible? That is a strong person equivalent to the early stage of Void Immortal. Doesn't it mean that the rules of heaven in the fairy secret realm do not allow such a strong person to appear?"

"It seems that the ancient curse on the Heavenly Witch Clan has really been lifted. Otherwise, how could he trigger the Heavenly Tribulation to break through the realm?"

Gui Huazi and her three subordinates gathered together with pale faces to discuss countermeasures, but various discussions broke out around them. However, the focus of the heated discussion is obviously Wu Yan, the strange monk who claims to be the descendant of the Tianwu Clan.

"That's wrong! This person claims to be a disciple of the Heavenly Witch Clan, but he doesn't have the Celestial Witch Clan's talisman mark on his body? Could it be that this guy offended someone he shouldn't have offended somewhere, and he deliberately used this identity to deceive others? "

"Hey, it's true! I've seen people from the Sky Witch Clan before. They have some weird talisman marks between their eyebrows and on their bodies. This person has nothing between his eyebrows. It's possible that he is an impostor."

Just tens of feet away from Wu Yan, two late-stage Mahayana monks pointed at Wu Yan and started talking. Everyone looked at Wu Yan again with suspicion.

"Hmph!" Wu Yan snorted coldly and turned his eyes to the two people talking about him.

"If you dare to doubt my identity as Wu Daozi, then let you two have a taste of the power of my witchcraft talisman!"

Suddenly, a ball of multicolored divine runes emerged from Wu Yan's eyebrows, and then a multicolored divine light shot out, covering the two of them. Two colorful shamanic talismans suddenly spurted out from between his eyebrows and shot towards the two of them!

"ah!"

Two screams came from the other side.

The two men were both late Mahayana cultivators, but they were hit without any resistance and were hit by the five-colored witch god talisman. They screamed and rolled on the ground.

The two men screamed and rolled, begging for mercy from Wu Yan.

"Spare my life! We are blind and offended the witch god! Spare my life!"

The crowd around them immediately made way for a passage, and the two men rolled straight to Wu Yan's side, holding their heads in pain, and knelt in front of Wu Yan and begged for mercy.

At this time, everyone suddenly discovered that a faint five-colored talisman mark appeared between the eyebrows of the two men, and its appearance was exactly the same as the five-colored mark on Wu Yan's forehead!

"This is... God, am I seeing it right? He is actually a disciple of the Heavenly Witch Clan, and the rarest Great Witch disciple!" An old man who seemed to be quite old widened his eyes in shock, looking at the five-colored mark on Wu Yan's forehead, and muttered.

Not much is known about the witch clan in the cultivation world, but it is not nothing. Some ancient books of some large sects have some scattered records.

The old man had obviously read the records in this regard, so he was completely shocked at this moment.

Others did not understand, and could not help but quietly sent their divine thoughts to the old man to inquire.

Wu Yan ignored these people, but impatiently turned his eyes to Gui Huazi and the other five, and said coldly: "Hurry up, I have limited patience."

After witnessing Wu Yan's unpredictable methods, how could the four dare to resist? They immediately said obediently: "Yes, we will hand over everything now."

"Wait!" Wu Yan raised his hand to interrupt them, and the four people were immediately frightened and their faces turned pale again.

"You two go and clean up the things on the four of them for me." Wu Yan ordered the two late Mahayana monks kneeling in front of him.

What was surprising was that the two men actually stood up like two obedient servants, bowed as if they had been pardoned, walked to Gui Huazi and the other four people, and began to search without any hesitation.

After half an incense stick, all the things on the four people were confiscated by the two men, even Gui Huazi's underwear made of divine silkworm silk was stripped off.

Looking at Gui Huazi, whose face was flushed and dared not speak, and the three Mahayana guards with frightened faces, Wu Yan's expression finally eased a little.

He did not intend to kill Gui Huazi. Since Wu Xiaohu said that he would kill the boy who had threatened him personally, he would leave it to Wu Xiaohu.

If he took action, it would be bad if Wu Xiaohu left some demons in his cultivation. Anyway, Wu Yan did not care about a useless disciple of a sixth-level sect.

"Master Wushen, these are the things we found on them!"

Two late Mahayana cultivators came to Wu Yan, bowed to him respectfully, and then presented the four storage treasures containing the things of Gui Huazi and other four people to Wu Yan with both hands.

Wu Yan didn't even bother to take a look, and directly raised his hand to put them into the cave, and said to the two people: "You two did a good job. What are your names? Are you willing to follow me as Wushen's servants?"

"I am Feng Tianlin, a disciple of Feng Family in Tianxian Continent. If Master Wushen is not afraid of being hunted down by Feng Family, I am willing to be your servant." The young man who spoke first had three strands of beard under his chin.

Hearing his words, several exclamations came from all around.

"So he is a disciple of the Feng family. I heard that the Feng family is the top eighth-level family in the Tianxian Continent. This is interesting!"

"I am Mu Yunhu, a disciple of Longxi Valley, an eighth-level sect in the Tianxian Continent. I am willing to be your servant, but I am afraid that my master will not agree. He is an eight-tribulation virtual immortal and an elder of the Dengtian Sect." Another young man with a leopard head and knife-like eyebrows also said respectfully.

In their conversation, the two men reported their own backgrounds. Although they said they were convinced and willing to be servants, they clearly wanted to see if Wu Yan really dared to accept them.

How could this little trick be hidden from Wu Yan?

"It's just an eighth-level sect family, it's nothing. Well, since you two are willing, follow me obediently in the future and be good servants. If I am satisfied, I will give you authentic witch magic, so that you can also become authentic Tianwu disciples." Wu Yan said indifferently.

His words immediately made the monks watching around gasp.

Even the eighth-level sects and families are not taken seriously. This guy is really arrogant.

In fact, the two of them are not really willing to be Wu Yan's servants. It's just that they are controlled by others. Two divine talismans were placed on the souls in the sea of ​​consciousness, so they had to compromise.

The two of them didn't expect that Wu Yan really thought they were willing to be servants. They could only pinch their noses and swallow this bitter fruit with a bitter smile. They followed Wu Yan's buttocks and walked towards the entrance of the Miracle Valley.

Yin Ju on the Five Ghosts Bronze Cart wanted to invite Wu Yan to talk, but Wu Yan didn't even have the interest to look at him, and he just flashed past his Five Ghosts Bronze Cart.

Yin Ju looked at Wu Yan's back with some resentment, but he didn't dare to speak after all.

"Master Wushen, you can't go there!" Seeing that Wu Yan was walking straight towards the skinny old man who no one dared to approach within a hundred feet, Feng Tianlin and Mu Yunhu were both very anxious and hurriedly blocked Wu Yan's way to stop him.