Chapter 4216 Different Schools
"If you say so, then there is no room for negotiation." Lin Batian shook his head, looked at Zhu Mingming, and said, "Big Brother, they are so contemptuous of our Great God and Buddha Temple, how can we tolerate it? I suggest using the God Buddha beads now and killing them all! To set an example!"
"Boom!"
After Lin Batian said this, Zhu Mingming had no reaction, but the group of Western Wilderness monks around him burst out with extremely powerful auras!
The fierce killing intent enveloped Lin Batian and his party in the center.
Sa Si stared at Zhu Mingming.
Although it was Lin Batian who had been talking, he could see that the backbone of this group of Northern Wilderness monks was this Zhu Mingming!
Because Zhu Mingming's temperament was extraordinary at first glance!
"Hand over all the inheritance items and leave the inheritance place, which is your only way to survive." Sa Si said coldly.
"Swish!"
At this moment, several red lights suddenly flashed in the distance.
The red light flashed, and a figure appeared opposite Sa Si.
They were four monks wearing red cloaks.
They had stern faces, their pupils glowed dark red, and the vertical lines in their pupils made them look not like monks, but more like four bloodthirsty evil spirits.
All the monks in the Western Wasteland who were present could recognize that these four were the famous Four Evils of the Western Wasteland.
As the name suggests, the Four Evils are the four evil cultivators.
Their existence is actually very special.
For the world of immortal cultivation, the existence of evil cultivators should be despised.
But in the Western Wasteland, perhaps because of the extremely fierce competition between the various tribes, there is no unified view on the existence of evil cultivators.
In other words, in the Western Wasteland, evil cultivators are not despised by most cultivators.
For example, the Four Evils of the Western Wasteland who appeared at this moment, on the contrary, were respected by many cultivators in the Western Wasteland!
There is no clear statement about what tribe the Four Evils came from.
However, the thousands of cultivators in the Western Wasteland tend to regard the Four Evils as brothers from the same tribe and the same bloodline.
This point naturally cannot be verified.
But no matter what, every time the four evils appear, they appear together, and no one will be missing.
Now, they appear in the inheritance land of Shangxianting.
Obviously, their target... is the six monks in Beihuang!
"The four evils are here too, and these monks in Beihuang must hand over the inheritance in their hands!"
"Don't even think about escaping! Kill them all!"
"Just six monks in Beihuang dare to be so arrogant, they deserve to die!"
Among the monks around, some look older, and some are very young.
They come from different ethnic groups, but at this time they share the same hatred and only want to eat up the group of Zhu Mingming in front of them alive!
"Big Brother, this battle seems to be unavoidable, you should take action quickly." Lin Batian looked at Zhu Mingming and said.
Zhu Mingming's face was ashen, and his fists were clenched.
He knew very well that the current situation was indeed not something he could leave just because he wanted to.
But the problem is that all these incidents were not caused by him at all, but by Lin Wuqian and Han Daoyu!
The four inheritance items were not in their hands!
This feeling of taking the blame made him feel his blood boiling.
Especially Lin Wuqian's mean look made him feel uneasy!
"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh..."
At this moment, there were still a steady stream of cultivators from various tribes in the Western Wilderness rushing over.
Judging from the scene, the six cultivators from the Northern Wilderness have been blocked in place and can't fly away.
"I'm giving you one last chance to hand over the four inheritance items... Otherwise, I will smash your bones piece by piece and destroy your cultivation!" Sas roared, took a step forward, and his body suddenly became more swollen than before. The muscles all over his body were beating, releasing waves of strength, looking extremely terrifying.
Fang Yu looked at Sas and became more interested.
He didn't meet many physical cultivators in the Northern Wilderness, and the Sas in front of him was obviously a physical cultivator.
And judging from the body shape, Sas's physical cultivation is not the same school as Fang Yu's, and it is very likely that he is a physical cultivator who grows his flesh body.
Physical growth is actually muscle accumulation. Each time the body is tempered, the body will grow a circle.
In the later stage, the punch of this kind of physical cultivator is enough to sink a star.
At the same time, a muscle on his body may be heavier than a star!
This is the description Fang Yu saw in an ancient book when he was refining his body.
He even saw a picture of this kind of physical cultivator.
It was an image of an exaggeratedly strong muscular man.
Fang Yu did not want to follow this school, so he chose the school of refining the physical body.
That is, not to increase muscles, but to continuously temper the original physical body to make it reach the extreme.
This school is more difficult than the muscle school, and the pain of each tempering will be higher.
But at least on the earth back then, more cultivators should choose this school of refining the physical body.
Lin Batian glanced at Fang Yu, then at Sassi, and said, "Hey, old man, don't think we're afraid of you just because you're all muscular. Haven't you heard how the prodigies of the four major clans were..."
"Swords Come"
"Hahahaha..."
Before Lin Batian finished speaking, Sassi laughed up to the sky, his laughter full of sarcasm.
This laughter made Lin Batian stunned.
Could it be that the four prodigies were not considered strong in the Western Wilds?
If they were not strong, then what were those cultivators bragging about before?
"Those four geniuses are indeed powerful in their generation. But, they are not qualified to compare with us!" Sasi laughed.