The best golden pupil

Chapter 1062 The Old Man's Dangerous Words
The sound of rolling thunder exploded in my ears, very abrupt.

The illusory old man's tongue burst into spring thunder, just like a thunder in the continuous spring rain. Backed by strong spiritual power, it amplified the power of the sound wave and made everyone fall into the roar.

The brainwashed consciousness was also blank, and there was confusion in his eyes, as if he had been attacked by Ning Tao's mind and soul, and there was blood overflowing from his ears, and the same was true for Wudang's side.

This roar is powerful, but it is an indiscriminate attack.

Although this is not sonic martial art, it is better than that, it is the result of this old man's self-comprehension.

Among the crowd, down to the Houtian disciples, up to the ancestors of refining gods, they were more or less affected, but the ancestors were the first to regain their sobriety by virtue of their strong strength.

Immediately afterwards, it wasn't Wuwang, Daoxuan and others, but Ning Tao was the first to regain consciousness. He had the instinctive resistance of the candle dragon's eye, and his soul was also very strong, which is why it was so.

When everyone woke up one by one, they couldn't help but be shocked, what level of strength this old man has reached, so terrifying, why haven't they heard of it?

Seeing their absent-minded eyes, they were all shocked, and the purpose of the illusory old man was achieved. He took advantage of this and shouted: "It's a complete nonsense, daydreaming, wishful thinking!"

"In my opinion, your idea of ​​rebuilding the treasure land is naive and ridiculous, and it is a shame to my generation of monks. If whimsical ideas can be realized, what's the use of working hard!"

A lot of drinking, which conflicted with everyone's beliefs.

Daoxuan was the first to realize that something was wrong, and retorted: "Although we respect you as a senior, we don't agree with your words. As long as the conditions are met, we will definitely be able to rebuild a treasure land."

Hearing this, the old man sneered, and said: "If you think according to your thinking, I am afraid that the treasure land is already rotten. What is the end of the age, it is that the world has undergone some changes."

"This kind of change is not suitable for us monks to survive and adapt to the new generation. The world will only exterminate us, not accommodate us, and will not allow us to rise from desperation."

"No one can tell why this treasure land was formed, but I can tell you clearly that even if you copy it exactly as it is, it will never be born."

"This place is probably the lifeline of my monk."

There was sadness in the old man's anger, and he completely refuted the thoughts of Daoxuan and others, and his words were very mysterious, as if the monks were about to face catastrophe and extinction.

Unable to bear it, he immediately said in a deep voice: "You are a senior, your cultivation base is higher than ours, and you have lived longer than us. If you want to fabricate something, it is definitely not difficult."

"But you can be sure, this treasure land is a gift from God!"

The last three words were bitten very hard, which also made everyone think more deeply about this word, thus refuting what the old man said.

When the illusory old man heard this, a hint of sarcasm emerged from the corner of his bitter mouth. He raised his head and looked at the vast sky, but instead of being enlightened, he felt a sense of sadness.

It is also a kind of helplessness to be in the game without knowing the danger.

People in the world will always be pedantic and ignorant, they dismiss the truth, they only want to get the temptation in front of them, but they don't know what kind of murderous intent lies behind the temptation.

Whether this is... Godsend, or Huiguang... Huizhao, everything... is still hard to say, hard to say...!
Seeing that the old man was silent and gaining power in vain, he immediately said loudly: "Cultivation is a gamble, not to mention that there is no loss, even if we can reappear a treasure land, we will be satisfied."

"If you don't even dare to try, how can you be reconciled."

Daoxuan also stood up and said: "We just want to try it, why did senior stop it, if it really succeeds, it will be good news for all monks in Hongmeng, we are also for everyone...!"

The illusory old man shook his head when he heard the words. This group of people had already taken their luck and benefits to the bone marrow. He was like Hua Tuo scraping the bone to heal the wound, and he was powerless to the bone marrow.

He was going to make the last persuasion, but half of the purpose had been achieved, and these disciples returned to the level of half-believing and half-doubting, and were on the verge of collapse. There was really too much information and not enough brains.

He said in a deep voice: "I can tell you clearly, if you really take that girl away, not only will you not be able to recreate a treasure land, but this place will also disappear."

"The last hope of my generation of monks will become despair."

"I can tell you a piece of news. There was a cooperation between Hongmeng and the country's top technology in a vain attempt to restore the glory of monks, but on a rainy day, it was destroyed by lightning..."

As soon as this remark came out, many people's eyes flickered immediately, and there was a period of time, some people disappeared inexplicably...!
Xu Hua just sneered at this and said, "It's alarmist."

Hearing this and seeing this, the old man's heart felt ashamed. He said it all. For this group of paranoid juniors, he just needs to achieve his original purpose.

No longer talking nonsense, his figure flickered, and he appeared in front of Ning Tao in an instant, squeezed out a smile and said, "Have you ever let go of your anger, little friend?"

When Ning Tao heard this, his eyes flickered, and he said honestly, "Never."

His hatred for these guys is like the water of the Yellow River, how could he be relieved so easily, he Ning Tao must repay his kindness and kill him if he has a grudge, he is already... angry.

Hearing this, the old man said very domineeringly: "Then continue until the little friend relieves his anger, otherwise, he will never stop."

Hearing these words, Wudang Patriarch and the others showed their faces thinking, what kind of calculations and intentions did this terrifying god refiner have, they don't believe that there will be pie in the sky.

When Daoxuan and the others heard the words, their faces changed drastically. This senior actually wanted to attack them, and his attitude was more firm than before. Did their rebuttals make him angry?
"Senior, if you have something to say, don't do anything. With your strength and status, if you want to attack us, don't you think you are bullying the small? We are the backbone of Hongmeng...!"

When Ning Tao saw Daoxuan yelling the most, he was the most hateful, a despicable villain who would stab you once at a critical moment, and stab you again when you were most in danger.

He pointed at Daoxuan and said coldly: "Senior, do you know how to spin a spinning top, and what is spur?"

The old man didn't talk nonsense, and directly used his spiritual power to transform a slender thorn whip. Those barbs were made by him on purpose.
Seeing this, Daoxuan and the others were scared out of their wits, those sharp barbs made their scalps numb, and they retreated desperately, but how could they escape with the strength of the old man?
"Crack...!"

"Ah... no... don't... ah...!"

After a few whips, the two of them were dripping with blood and wailing again and again, that layer of flesh was bloody and bloody, it was extremely miserable, but the old man was merciless, and even let the barbs pierce into the flesh...

"Aah...!"

Hearing these screams, Wudang Fang was very excited, as if he heard the most beautiful voice in the world, reaching the depths of his heart, all the pores of his body were stretched, and he felt refreshed.

At this time, Ning Tao said quietly again: "Senior, you have played whack-a-mole before. Last time I went to the park, I didn't enjoy it."

The old man froze, his face twitched, and although he was full of slander in his heart, he still did as he did. The majestic spiritual power surged, directly forming a large black cloud, which was actually many giant hands.

"Boom...!"

This time the attack covered the entire area, and none of the disciples of the four major sects was spared. They were slapped fiercely by the giant hand, and they ran away in panic, extremely miserable and shameful.

"Ah... ah... don't...!"

Seeing this, the Wudang side was so excited that they convulsed, this is how these guys should fight.

But two breaths rose quietly.

(End of this chapter)