After the myth

Chapter 760: All Fake

Whether it was the monk on the warship or the young man who had just attacked Ding Huan.

His eyes lit up when he saw that Ding Huan's body was about to collapse, and he immediately stabilized his body after swallowing a drop of food.

In just a moment, five people rushed out from the warship and surrounded Ding Huan.

Ding Huan let out a breath of foul air.

Only then did he look at the five people surrounding him.

Just now he was teleported here by the Breaking Position Talisman, and his Tao rhyme was scattered.

If it weren't for his strong body, that blow would have definitely caused his body to collapse.

It’s not that the opponent is strong, but that the opponent chooses the right time.

Now he sees it clearly.

The guy who attacked him...

Huh, he’s actually a saint?
No, this is a false saint...

Still not right, this guy is just a quasi-saint...

The more Ding Huan looked, the more confused he became. This guy's Dao rhyme was superficial, and the Dao rhyme laws were false. It was as if he was lying to himself. He was probably not even as good as a quasi-saint.

There was also a quasi-saint among the guys surrounding him. According to what he had just seen, this guy's quasi-saint status was probably a lie he made up, and the rest were only at the level of God.

Is it possible that practicing Taoism is also deceiving oneself?

It's cruel enough to even deceive yourself.

Ding Huan was still looking at the guy who attacked him. Why did this guy lie about his own way?

This kind of fakeness can never be simulated. In the eyes of someone like him who practices the laws of the universe, it really looks fake at first glance.

Look at this guy with long hair and handsome face.

He was holding a huge black hammer in his hand, and the aura of Taoism around him was similar to that of the real person, at least it looked very surging and exciting.

"What did you take just now?" The young man holding the huge hammer stared at Ding Huan.

Although he was asking questions, the aura of the Great Dao around him had already swept over and enveloped all the space where Ding Huan was.

The murderous intent continued to grow, and he was ready to strike Ding Huan again at any time.

Unfortunately, this ever-increasing murderous intent was just a joke in Ding Huan's eyes.

Ding Huan felt that his body had completely stabilized and all his injuries were gone.

He took out the Tribulation-Breaking Sword without hesitation. With a flash of his body, the Tribulation-Breaking Sword in his hand turned into a knife mark as big as a chasm in the sky and fell from the void.

The five people who surrounded Ding Huan only realized at this moment that although they had apparently locked the space where Ding Huan was, it had no effect on Ding at all.

"Laws of space?" Another quasi-saint stared at Ding Huan who suddenly rushed out of the space they had locked onto, his eyes full of horror.

This is definitely the magical power of the law of space.

Understanding and perceiving the spatial laws of the space in which you are located and using the spatial laws of the space in which you are located to perform magical powers are two completely different concepts.

The young man with the giant hammer felt the hairs on his body explode, and terrible murderous intent swept over him from his back.

He didn't dare to dodge, as there was still a knife cut falling in front of him.

It seemed that as long as he dodged, the knife cut in front of him would tear him apart.

How come this person is so strong?
He stretched his territory madly, and the giant hammer in his hand also smashed down.

boom!
The Dao rhyme blasted through the void, and the young man with the giant hammer clearly felt that his giant hammer had blocked the opponent's calamity-breaking sword force, but he did not feel happy at all.

Because the terrifying murderous intent did not weaken at all, but became colder and colder.

Isn't the other party just a Heshen realm? He is a saintly being, how come he has no ability to resist a Heshen realm?
At this moment, the young man with the giant hammer lost his fighting spirit. He tried his best to break free from the terrible murderous intent that Ding Huan brought to him, but no matter how he struggled, he couldn't break free.

He couldn't even tell the difference between the knife in front of him and the murderous intent behind him. Which one was real?

"Puff!" A beam of blood exploded at his waist, directly tearing him into two.

Ding Huan's sneer came: "I really didn't misjudge you, you are a silver-plated spear head. After so many years of practicing Taoism, this is the first time I see someone who can even deceive himself. You are really cruel."

As he spoke, Ding Huan kept making hand seals with his hands, and the other party's world space laws were constantly being stripped away by Ding Huan.

His judgment was absolutely correct. This guy looked like a saint on the surface, but in fact he was just an ordinary quasi-saint. It could even be said that he was in a state of incomplete divine power.

"Crack!" In an instant, Ding Huan tore open this guy's world and grabbed a bunch of things from it.

Seeing these things, Ding Huan was extremely disappointed.

The best thing here is only a top-grade divine vein, and none of the others can catch Ding Huan's eye.

There are even some low-grade divine crystals.

Is this really a false saint? No, a false quasi-saint?

"You dare to kill me..."

Before he died, the young man still couldn't believe that he had been killed.

Until his death, he never realized why Ding Huan said that he was cruel enough to even deceive himself.

Ding Huan turned and looked at the other five people.

The other pseudo-quasi-saint muttered dully: "You actually killed the Seventh Young Master..."

Ding Huan didn't even wait for this guy to continue talking nonsense, and the sword in his hand rolled up a sky full of sword curtains.

After knowing that these guys' cultivation was fake, Ding Huan was too lazy to carve the formation patterns or spread the poison.

"Puff puff!"

Rays of blood exploded, and the four monks in the Heshen realm could not break free from Ding Huan's domain. They could only watch as Ding Huan's sword curtain reaped their lives.

As for their world, Ding Huan really looked down on it. Only the pseudo-quasi-saint looked at Ding Huan with a pale face. Ding Huan did not dare to kill, but really killed.

Feeling that he was locked in Ding Huan's death field, he dared not move or speak.

"Tell me, why did you attack me?" Ding Huan stared at the pseudo quasi-saint in front of him.

"I didn't launch a sneak attack. It was the Seventh Young Master who did it." The quasi-saint finally came to his senses. Ding Huan could kill him with just a raise of his hand.

"Is there a star continent nearby?" Ding Huan heard the other party mention the Seventh Young Master for the second time. This meant that there must be a huge star continent nearby. Otherwise, where did the Seventh Young Master come from?

The Quasi-Sage quickly shook his head: "No, it was the Great Sage who controlled a void rule island with his own power. We can only survive on this rule island."

"Who is the Seventh Young Master you just mentioned to the Great Sage?" Ding Huan roughly understood what he had heard.

These guys didn’t find any star land at all, which means that after the catastrophe, even the broken rule divine realm like the Land of the Three Gods is very rare.

Otherwise, why would that great sage spend so much energy to control an island of void rules?

Ding Huan also knew about the Void Rule Island, which was quite rare.

It has its own rules and floats in the void.

However, even a place like the Land of Three Gods does not have complete rules of heaven and earth, let alone a mere island of void rules.

Therefore, the cultivation of those who come out of this Void Rule Island is very weak.

If his body had not been at its weakest when he was teleported here by the Breaking Talisman, he would have been fine even if he was hit by the pseudo-quasi-saint.

It was a waste of a drop of his cosmic essence.

This quasi-saint, whose cultivation was equally fake, also saw that Ding Huan was not someone to be trifled with. His initial shock was merely due to the intimidating aura that the great sage had always displayed.

On the Void Rule Island, the Great Sage is the sky. If Ding Huan dares to kill the Great Sage's adopted son, he is courting death.

Now that he understood his situation, his tone became more respectful:

"The Great Sage has 108 disciples, and Fuki is only one of them.

It’s just that Puqi has achieved sainthood, and the Great Saint values ​​him very much, so he allowed Puqi to come out and look for the world of laws…”

"Wait, you said you are looking for the world of laws?" Ding Huan immediately asked in surprise.

He also didn't expect that a guy who survived and practiced on the Void Rule Island also knew about the world of laws.

Not only that, but he also came out to look for the world of laws.

Even though he has not seen the world of laws, this great sage is very capable.

"Have you found the world of laws?"

"We have found three."

"How do you take the world of laws away?"

"We can't take it away. We just use the formation plate given by the Great Sage to lock the world of laws, and then wait for the Great Sage to deal with it."

"Let me see the formation plate." Ding Huan stretched out his hand.

He didn't get any formation disk from the Seventh Young Master just now, so he was sure that if this formation disk existed, it should be on the quasi-saint in front of him.

Seeing Ding Huan extending his hand, the quasi-saint actually took out a formation plate and handed it to Ding Huan.

Looking at the formation plate in his hand, Ding Huan's eyes focused.

After seeing these fake monks, he really didn't take them seriously, so naturally he didn't take the great sage seriously either.

But the formation plate in his hand is definitely the top-level holy formation plate.

The guy who refined this kind of formation must have cultivation at least beyond the level of a Ninth Transformation Saint.

However, the formation plate in his hand is a five-element formation plate, which can only bind the world of the five-element law.

"What would happen if you encountered a world with the laws of space and a world with the laws of time?"

The quasi-saint quickly replied: "We are not strong enough to find the world of space law and the world of time law."

"What is the level of cultivation of your great sage?" Ding Huan did not return the formation plate, but put it away.

"It is beyond the level of saints."

"How many times have you become a saint?"

"Ah...what do you mean by a saint of several levels?"

When hearing Ding Huan asking about how many saints he had, this pseudo-quasi-saint had no idea at all.

Obviously, he had no idea how many levels of sainthood there were left, just like he was before.

Since the guy in front of him doesn’t know, it means that the great sage’s adopted son Puqi doesn’t know either.

It seems that this great sage is a bit of a hypocrite, and everything he teaches is specious.

Not even some basic principles are mentioned.

The great principles taught to the fake sons are so false that even the proof of the truth can fool these fake sons.

"What's the name of your great sage and where are you from?" Ding Huan already felt contempt in his heart.

The pseudo-quasi-saint replied carefully: "I heard that the great sage has been to a medium universe called Minyuan."

"Is he refining the world of laws now?"

"That should be the case. The Great Sage has boundless avenues, and only he can refine the world of laws. For this reason, the Great Sage has always been disappointed with his son. He always hopes that his adopted son can also stand on his own and refine the world of laws..."

The pseudo-quasi-saint spoke carefully, fearing that he might offend Ding Huan accidentally.

Ding Huan sneered in his heart, you teach some false great principles, it would be a miracle if these fake sons of yours can refine the laws of the world.

"Come on, take me to see your great sage."

(End of this chapter)