Chapter 925 Your Grandpa

"What the hell are you doing?" Wei Suo held a wine glass, looked at Hui Jin who was ashamed and was so angry that he was about to vomit blood, and smiled slightly, "It's really rare to see a golden core monk who can't even defeat a monk at the fourth level of Zhou Tianjing , I really admire it."

He has already tried this Biyan brew. It should be made of more than ten kinds of elixir. The aura will slowly dissipate in the body, but there will be some impurities left in the body. If it is taken for a long time, it is still somewhat disadvantageous.

"Could it be that this person did something secretly?" The eyes of all the onlookers focused on Wei Suo.

"Isn't this guy the one who just kept talking about how powerful he is?" Several monks couldn't help muttering.

"You!" Hui Jin's body trembled with anger.

"What are you, don't tell me you're doing nothing, and you want to bring out some Huangpu family to scare me." Wei Suo laughed, "It really scared me to death."

"You wait!" Hui Jin's face turned blue and white, and finally threw down a harsh word, turned and left.

"I'm not dead! I'm really not dead!" At this time, the squirrel-eyed monk was still crying with excitement.

"Okay, stop crying and howling, go sit upstairs and watch a show. With me here, no one can hurt a single hair of your hair." Wei Suo transmitted the voice to the monk, and the monk shivered again. Afterwards, he realized that if he ran now, he might be torn apart by the people of Hui's family, and he would still be safe by the mysterious master's side, so he immediately ran back to the Biyan Tower like a shit.

"What is the identity of this person, who dares to teach the members of the Hui family, and beat Hui Jin to vomit blood quietly?"

"Hui Jin deserves it, too shameless, if that cultivator surnamed Wei from Tianxuan Continent is still alive, how dare he say that kind of thing."

Almost all the monks have seen that Wei Suo is behind the scenes, and they are all guessing Wei Suo's origin.

"This fellow Taoist, why don't you leave quickly, this person will definitely not give up after suffering a loss." And there are many monks in Biyan Building who don't like Hui Jin, especially the two who were called useless by Hui Jin The two monks also secretly transmitted voices to Wei Suo, telling him to leave.

"Don't worry. As many people as Hui family come, I will turn them into dead dogs to vent my anger on you." Wei Suo smiled slightly. He deliberately mentioned the Huangpu family in the conversation with Hui Jin just now, and he felt that with Hui Jin's kind, he should provoke and bring people from the Huangpu family here.

Half an hour later, there was a sudden commotion on the avenue outside the Biyan Tower, and powerful auras fluctuated, approaching the Biyan Tower, and it was obvious that many powerful characters descended.

"Hui Tianqing is here! The genius disciple with the best qualifications of the Hui family in the past five hundred years also happens to be in Forbidden Immortal City, and that young monk in Huayi will be in a terrible situation."

"Hui Tianqing is a genius who formed a golden core at the age of thirty!"

"And who is that? It seems that his cultivation level is no lower than Hui Tianqing's."

"It's a gift from Huangpu, a master among the younger generation of the Huangpu family, and a great monk with a double golden core."

"The Huangpu family doesn't know how many years it has been. The younger generation has produced many golden core monks..."

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A group of ten or so young monks came forward proudly. These ten young monks all looked very luxurious, and Hui Jin, who had a very gloomy face, was among them. The most conspicuous ones were a man in a water-green cassock and a man in a The young man in the light golden cassock was held in the middle by the rest of the luxurious young people like stars.

The young man in the water-green cassock had a white jade face, a cold look, and a pair of triangular eyes. The spiritual energy in his body formed a green snake with fierce letters behind him. This person is Hui Tianqing, the Hui family's most outstanding genius monk in the past five hundred years.

Another young man wearing a light golden cassock has an ordinary appearance, a square face, and no aura coming out of his body, but every time he takes a step, a cloud of pure white auspicious clouds is formed under his feet, which looks like a fairy walking, which is more ordinary than the surroundings The monk naturally looks superior, and looks very cold and arrogant. This young monk is the bestowed by Huangpu from the younger generation of the Huangpu family.

"Sure enough, I have recruited people from the Huangpu family... Is this guy the Hui family's most qualified genius monk in the past five hundred years?"

Wei Suo had already sensed the arrival of this group of arrogant and aggressive young people. "A monk with two spiritual roots?" To his surprise, Hui Tianqing's unique aura of water and wind is actually a rare monk with dual spiritual roots of wind and water. Such aptitude is naturally already considered It's great, but compared to Wei Suo's fairy root, it's still incomparable.

"Who hurt my brother?"

When the group of young people arrived not far from Biyan downstairs, Hui Tianqing shouted directly and coldly.

"Damn profiteer, you're lucky. In this guy's treasure bag, there are two items with a lot of water and vitality." Linglongtian sent a voice transmission to Wei Suo's ear.

"Really, don't waste time, you can wait for me here." Because the mysterious young man in Chinese clothes seems to be alone, and Wei Suo acting alone looks more like that person, so Wei Suo turned to Linglong Tianhe. After Long Muxing said this sentence through sound transmission, he also swept out of the window leisurely and contentedly.

"Third brother, this is the person who plotted against me in the dark!" Seeing Wei Suo appearing, Hui Jin immediately clicked on Wei Suo and shouted as a complaint.

"Who are you to plot against my sixth brother?" Hui Tianqing sneered at Wei Suo with narrowed eyes.

"Everyone has seen that your sixth brother was injured by a cultivator at the Zhoutian Realm, and he himself is too bad. I have never seen such a bad Golden Core cultivator, and he actually loses his true vitality. " Wei Suo laughed.

"Why, don't you even dare to say who you are?" Huangpu Tianci, who was on Xiangyun, was very domineering, and took a step forward, with a cold light in his eyes, "Your accent is not a monk from our Lonely Cold Continent, why, Does a foreign monk even look down on our Huangpu family?"

"Alas..." Wei Suo sighed, let alone the great power of Shenxuan, there are too few golden core monks. Usually, golden core monks are majestic and inviolable, so these people who have cultivated golden core The monks with backgrounds are naturally extremely arrogant. Even in their dreams, they probably would never have imagined that what they are facing is actually a mysterious power.

"It's okay to tell you. My surname is Ni and my name is Grandpa." Wei Suo sighed and said solemnly.

"Ni Yeye? Ni Yeye? Your grandfather?!"

After a dozen young people and the surrounding monks were stunned for a while, they immediately came to their senses.

"It seems that you really want to die in another country!" Hui Tianqing and Huangpu Tianci were extremely furious immediately, an incomparably chilling aura emerged from their bodies, and large strands also appeared from Huangpu Tianci's body. The white aura faintly formed a white sacred furnace.

"Which one of you will come first, it's better to save trouble and go together." Wei Suo shook his head, as if he didn't pay attention to the two of them at all.

"Where did you come from as a monk, you dare to be so arrogant, do you really think that there is no one in our Lonely Cold Continent!"

"To deal with you, do you still need Brother Hui and Brother Huangpu to do it?"

A young monk wearing a big red leather robe yelled loudly, he should be a disciple of other sects or aristocratic families who are not as good as the Hui family and the Huangpu family. Emperor Pu Tianci.

"Are you worthy of yelling at your grandpa?" But this name also has a fourth level of mind, and the red leather robe on his body is also flashing with inspiration. The young monk who looks very luxurious, just said, Wei Suo's eyes flashed. There were two faint divine lights about a foot long, and I only glanced at the young red-robed monk from a distance. The young red-robed monk let out a scream, spurted blood from his mouth, and flew backwards. up.

"boom!"

The surrounding monks were suddenly in an uproar.

"you wanna die!"

Hui Tianqing shot directly, and gusts of wind and blue water swirled rapidly in front of her, condensing together to form a blue sharp gun.

But before he had time to make a move on his blue sharp gun, which was rippling with powerful aura, a "shua" blue light shot out from Wei Suo's hand and hit him.

"ah!"

Amidst Hui Tianqing's screams, a hole was punched out in her chest, blood flowed wildly, and her body was thrown back dozens of feet in an instant.

"You!" A piece of silver beads spilled out in front of Huangpu Tianci.

"This is weak mercury! It is divine mercury refined from weak water and sky mercury. Its power is amazing! The Huangpu family actually has such a secret method, which can melt this kind of thing in the body, and integrate the power of spells." We can play together!" Many monks who know the goods let out gasped voices.

"oh?"

Wei Suo was also a little surprised. He could see that the hundreds of silver beads that Huangpu Tianci had shot were extremely heavy, and each one was rippling with powerful power, giving him the same feeling as Jiuyin Refining Soldiers Shenshui magic weapon. And the technique bestowed by Huang Putian is very similar to imitating the ancient natal sword element. The ancient natal sword essence refined the flying sword in the body, but his technique omits the refining of the flying sword, and directly imports the magic weapon that can be refined into the body, and then uses it like the natal sword essence.

Such a blow is far more powerful than that of an ordinary Jindan double-level monk.

But Wei Suo wasn't even afraid of the real natal sword, let alone something that imitated the power of the natal sword. Moreover, the divine sense bestowed by Huangpu is really far behind him. The mysterious young man in Chinese clothes who received the inheritance from the Desolate Race can cast spells at about the same speed as Wei Suo, but the speed bestowed by Huangpu is comparable to his. The difference is too far.

At the same time as the sound of "Oh", Wei Suo moved his true energy to force out two divine lights in his eyes, suppressing his spiritual consciousness, and at the same time quietly activated the Mahayana Dharma sound.

"Ah!" Huangpu Tianci screamed helplessly, bleeding from the mouth and nose, and flipped over a few times.

"What!"

All the onlookers were completely shocked, even the mouse-eyed monk on the second floor stopped shaking. The genius monk with the best qualifications in the five hundred years of the Hui family, and the son of a family with an astonishing background, unexpectedly met face to face, and was overthrown without even being able to fight back.