Chapter 1759 The Four Sons of Tianmen

I saw a handsome, slender young man coming slowly from the mountain road.

This man's clothes fluttered, he looked handsome, and he held a folding fan, strolling in the courtyard, his expression filled with a sense of arrogance.

"There are two people and one dog, and you are so embarrassed, you are still immortal monks." The man smiled disdainfully, with a mocking look on his face.

Wow!

These words immediately aroused public outrage.

A strong man snorted coldly, strode forward, raised his hand and grabbed the opponent: "He Fang Xiaoxiao, how dare you speak nonsense here!"

The man didn't even look at each other. He beat the folding fan in his hand, and the strong man screamed and flew out like a huge boulder.

hiss!

Everyone gasped in unison, and the way they looked at the man suddenly changed.

That brawny man is one of the best players in the Immortal Venerable Realm present. He has always used his strong physical body as his combat power, and he can even hold down two Immortal Venerables of the same level with his full strength.

But the man in front of him actually knocked him away with a single blow!

"Fellow Daoist, do you dare to ask where the master came from?" The middle-aged man who hosted at the beginning said with solemn eyes and clasped his fists.

The corner of the man's mouth curled up triumphantly, and the folding fan in his hand swung open, revealing a line of ink writing on it "I walk in the sea, sky and moonlight".

"Your Majesty, the twelve disciples of the Immortal Sect—Murong Yunhai!"

Xu Que cursed inwardly: "You son of a bitch, you look like a thief!"

Fa Hui was puzzled and said, "Xu...why did Brother Tang say that?"

"Look at his coquettish face, how does he look like a prostitute? Only a prostitute would flaunt a fan around!" Xu Que sneered, feeling extremely upset.

Damn, can anyone be more pretentious than yourself?

It is tolerable, what is unbearable!

However, when the others heard the name, expressions of horror appeared on their faces.

"The Twelve Disciples of the Immortal Gate!"

"It is the legendary Tianmen strongman who was personally selected and trained by the four great immortal emperors in each continent!"

"How did they come here? With the teachings of the Immortal Emperor,

Is it still necessary to snatch the inheritance of the Immortal Emperor? "

"Heh, do you think that cultivating an immortal emperor can definitely become an immortal emperor? If that's the case, why are there still only four immortal emperors from the Four Heavenly Sects?"

Everyone was discussing in low voices, their words filled with awe.

"Twelve Disciples? What is that?" Xu Que asked.

The monk on the side was full of fear, and said in a low voice, "Friend Daoist, don't you know about the Twelve Disciples?"

Xu Que shook his head: "The poor monk has been intensively cultivating in the temple with his younger brother before, and he doesn't know anything about the outside world."

The monk glanced at Murong Yunhai, as if he was afraid of being discovered: "These twelve disciples used to be a legend, it is said that they were geniuses taught by the four great immortal emperors, and they were rarely revealed in front of the world, so everyone I thought it was just a rumor, until hundreds of years ago, there was a sect trying to challenge the status of Tianmen, and at that time the Immortal Emperor sent the four first disciples of the twelve disciples."

Speaking of this, the cultivator's throat rolled, and his voice was a little dry: "As a result... that sect was destroyed overnight, and the half-step Immortal Emperor Sect Master, who was cultivated to the top, was dismembered in front of the immortal gate, and died in a miserable state. Incomparable!"

With only four people dispatched, they have already wiped out a large group of detached sects!

Xu Que's eyelids twitched, even if he did it by himself now, he probably wouldn't be able to do it, at least he wouldn't be able to handle the suzerain whose cultivation had reached the half-step Immortal Emperor.

After experiencing the Heavenly Tribulation of the Immortal Emperor's Lightning, Xu Que deeply realized that the gap between himself and the Immortal Emperor cannot be bridged by his cultivation.

With that special power, everyone under the Immortal Emperor is an ant!

"So that's it, the poor monk understands." Xu Que responded, stepped aside, and began to think.

This group of guys suddenly appeared here, and it was one aspect of being inherited by the Immortal Emperor. Unsurprisingly, most of them were aimed at the combination of wicked dogs.

Before I waited for others, I could not kill the immortals of Tianmen, and I also exposed my relationship with Xiaorou. Although I don't know what the emperor is doing, I will definitely not let myself continue to live.

Turning his eyes, Xu Que already had a calculation in his heart.

What wicked dog?

I am Tang Sanzang, a disciple of the Buddha with a bright future, who has received all the true biography of the ancient Buddha, and is the spokesperson of Wei Guangzheng.

"It turns out that he is a disciple of the Immortal Emperor, but we have eyes that don't recognize Mount Tai." The middle-aged man cupped his hands. What are your orders?"

"I can't tell you the order, but I heard that the wicked dog group is here, and under the order of the master, come and capture it back to Tianmen." Murong Yunhai said casually, without hiding the arrogance on his face, "What do you want to do? I have nothing to do, we just want to be a wicked dog."

The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and said with a smile on his face: "Since this is the case, I will definitely help you with your colleagues, but I don't know if these four are..."

As he spoke, he looked at the people behind Murong Yunhai.

Murong Yunhai smiled and stepped aside: "These are my juniors, and they will carry out this operation with me."

"Duanmu Lei!"

"Shangguan Ruiqian!"

"Ye Shuo."

As he spoke, Murong Yunhai waved his fan, and the three of them stood behind him, looking forward, as if they were immortals.

"We are the four sons of Tianmen!"

Xu Que grinned and looked at the cultivator beside him: "Fellow Taoist, is this the only virtue for the famous Twelve Disciples of Tianmen?"

"Uh... this... I've never seen it before."

"Tsk, if it's all about this kind of virtue, Tianmen might be doomed." Xu Que was amazed, and he also had a little curiosity about Tianmen in his heart.

It’s fine if one or two of the Xianzun I met before were out of order, he could understand it as poor governance, why is it that even the disciples of the Immortal Emperor are so virtuous now?

Or is there something wrong with the brains of the Immortal Emperor's subordinates?

Facing the direct disciple of Xianmen, although everyone was a little dissatisfied with the other party's overbearing, but for the sake of Tianmen, it was not easy to make mistakes.

Regarding the plan to capture wicked dogs, in fact, these people have almost discussed it before. Even if Murong Yunhai and others came, it was just a few more people who took action.

"Everyone, we have already contacted the other party before, and we want to make a deal with them, so the place of this deal has been confirmed. You just need to set up an ambush in advance, and we will definitely wipe out the wicked dog group!" The middle-aged man said solemnly, "It's just that... this time the transaction is at the Ghost Valley. Is there any fellow Taoist willing to go?"

As soon as they heard the name of Ghost Valley, everyone who had been excited before flinched a little.

"Youhun Valley is where all the ghosts are. I heard that there is a peerless ghost king in this place. His cultivation is so powerful that even immortals will be assimilated in it. There are many dangers..." someone whispered.

At this moment, a warm voice suddenly sounded.

"Amitabha, the poor monk is willing to go."

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