Poor monk does not understand love

Chapter 322
The sun was shining, combined with the surging spiritual power, it made people dizzy.

Frozen on the spot, Ling Lan felt that the whole person was not well, and the culprit of Prison Dragon Pagoda was really Wang Mu?At this moment, Longdiyu was still searching for Dasuo, but the murderer was safe and sound, hiding in the beautiful mountains and rivers leisurely.

This is the way of the gods, the trial of the way of the gods supported by the Dragon Emperor's domain, this is simply a mistake under the eyes of the Dragon Emperor.

But looking at Wang Mu's gentle smile, Ling Lan felt for a moment that the other party didn't care about the Dragon Emperor at all. If they were them, they would have been busy trying to hide at this moment, but this kid is fine. Just like everyone else.

Even more terrifying, how did he do it?How could it be possible to wipe out all the masters and those sinful dragons in the Prisoner Dragon Pagoda with a mere out-of-body cultivation?

Ling Lan couldn't figure it out, and didn't have time to think about it, her whole mind was in a mess. At this moment, looking at Wang Mu in the sun, looking at the smile that seemed to be nothing, seemed to ignore everything in the world, Ling Lan I can only feel two words, fear, extreme fear, the ice moon in front of me, Wang Mu's various inhuman talents, and countless unknown secrets. The black hole-like fear of the bottom.

"Wang, Wang Mu, you, you wait, this matter won't just end like this!" After a brief moment of stupefaction, Ling Lan suddenly took a deep breath, forced a trace of ferocity, and said tremblingly, Then turned around and vacated, preparing to escape from this terrifying scene.

"boom!"

Dare to fly up to a height of [-] meters, Ling Lan suddenly felt a flash of colorful light in front of his eyes, and then felt a tyrannical force hit him.

Hitting like a mountain.

Without any suspense, Ling Lan's body protection spiritual power exploded, and her whole body fell down like a meteor.

"Tom!"

The ground was smashed into a huge deep pit. In the deep pit, Ling Lan struggled to get up, and just stood up, then fell to her knees on the ground again, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

His eyes trembled violently, and he was terrified to the extreme. He wanted to run away, but he no longer had any strength.

Distraught, he turned his head and instinctively looked into the sky.

A girl with braids tied obliquely, with an exquisite and lovely face, and a colorful dress is standing in the sky. Although the colorful spiritual power on her body is weak, at this moment, Ling Lan feels that this girl can compete with the sun and the moon.

Xiao Linglong looked at Ling Lan expressionlessly, her big eyes were neither angry nor happy, just like an eagle staring at a chick, she didn't need any emotional fluctuations at all, the other party was already in her hands.

"Fool, you think you can escape!" Yan Kuan pointed at Ling Lan and shouted angrily.

Hearing this, Ling Lan's heart sank completely, the cold wind hit, Ling Lan slowly raised her head, and found Wang Muyi who was standing opposite had already started and walked over.

"Plop." Ling Lan fell to the ground in fright, exhausted all her strength and struggled to move back, but he was already seriously injured, and facing Wang Mu and the others, he didn't even have the courage to run away .

"Master, do you want me to help you kill him?" Xiao Linglong's voice came, and when she looked again, she was already standing beside Wang Mu in that gorgeous and exquisite body.

Ling Lan was terrified again, and she didn't even have the courage to move. This little girl in a fancy dress, from the look of her imposing manner, I'm afraid that even Bingyue is not her opponent, and Bingyue is a big Luo Jinxian. It has been rumored for a long time, but this little girl is now called Wang Mu as the master?
Heaven and earth, who the hell is this bastard!

Wang Mu had already stood in front of Ling Lan, the tenderness in his eyes remained the same as before, but Ling Lan clearly felt a tremor originating from the depths of his soul.

"I didn't want to do this at first, but you are pressing hard. Just because I don't want to get involved in killing too much, doesn't mean we are afraid of you." Wang Mu said with a smile, "Since brother Ling Lan wants to kill us all, then we will Reciprocity is not too much."

After finishing speaking, Wang Mu stretched out his right hand, and Bingyue took the initiative to hand over Sen Han's white long sword.

"Wang Mu, Wang Mu, I was wrong, Master Wang, my lord, I will never dare again, I just followed orders, let me go, I will..."

"bass!"

"what……"

Wang Mu didn't give the other party a chance to finish speaking, the cold long sword pierced through his soul.

A shrill scream sounded like a wolf howling and a ghost crying, Ling Lan's face was distorted, and the fear in his eyes surged wildly until it reached a limit.

The blood was spilled quickly, and the spiritual power quickly dissipated. In the end, there was only a monster corpse in its original form left on the ground, and there were dots of light in the sky.

Looking at Wang Mu's back and feeling the unhesitating killing intent, people were in a daze for a moment. Is this person good or evil?Just like his face, half is masked and the other half is gentle and handsome.

But one thing people can confirm, this person is very powerful, if you want him to die, you have to weigh your own weight first.

In this world, there is a group of people like this. They are entrusted with the destiny. If ordinary people want to be enemies with them, they will go against the sky and seek their own death.

And there are some people, they themselves, are stronger than the destiny.

"Clean up the corpse." Scanning the audience, Wang Mu said softly, and then the sun looked at the blue sky, "The people from Wan Yao Palace will come soon, we should go back."

The others nodded, Xiao Linglong and Bingyue took the initiative to attack, but in the blink of an eye, all the corpses present were wiped out without leaving any traces.

After that, everyone returned to the valley where they were before.

Wang Mu told Bingyue what he was going to tell the Demon Lord, Bingyue nodded, and then submerged into the void with Xiao Linglong, heading towards the Eight Thousand Li Demon Land.

A moment later, a series of four suzerains under the banner of Wan Yao Palace fell from the sky and fell into the valley where a massacre had just occurred.

The corpse was gone, and the scene could only feel the slight fluctuation of spiritual power, and there was no way to find anything else.

"Who the hell did it? How bold!" A skinny middle-aged man with triangular eyes roared angrily. He was so excited that dark green veins appeared on his sagging face, and the large flowers and plants around his body automatically withered.

This person was dressed in gorgeous clothes, with black and red poisonous things embroidered on the clothes with red background and gold rims, like centipedes and poisonous snakes, with an evil and sinister aura.

Ling Lan's master, Wuyou, the master of the Hundred Poison Sect under the banner of Wan Yao Palace.

"Sect Master Wu, judging from the remaining spiritual power at the scene, there should be two people." Another middle-aged man in Chinese clothes walked over with an expression of indignation.

"Two people..." Wu You gritted her teeth, her fists clenched automatically and rattled.

Ling Lan is the most outstanding disciple of his Hundred Poison Sect. He originally thought that he could pass the trial of the divine path, and then he might have the opportunity to go to the Brahma Realm of the heavenly realm to practice for a period of time. At that time, the entire Hundred Poison Sect will follow suit.

Unexpectedly...

"Who could be so bold as to kill all the trainees under my Wan Yao Palace?" Another man in a Chinese suit shouted.

"Could it be those people from the Demon Race? Ling Lan and the others were ordered to kill the demon trainees. I think there must be some conflicts in this trial of the divine path. Besides, who would come here to kill people?"

"Demon race? Hehe, just those few trainees, do they have the ability?"

Listening to his companion's analysis, Wuyou raised his eyes, let go of his powerful mental power, and finally turned his gaze to the direction where the Shentu practitioner was resting.

"Whether it's true or not, let's go and have a look first! I must find out who did it, and then tear him into pieces!" Taking a deep breath, Wu You paused every word, and after finishing speaking, his body unfolded, It turned into a stream of light and flew into the sky in an instant.

The rest of the people also turned into streamers and flew over with Wu You.

Wang Mu and the others were sitting on the lawn practicing, when they heard the wind blowing, they opened their eyes and saw four gorgeously dressed masters standing in front of them.

No one spoke. Headed by Wang Mu, more than a dozen people just stared at these four people with doubts in their eyes.

The four masters headed by Wu You couldn't help but frowned. They didn't directly find the place where the demon trainees were, but first went to the human camp, and then went to the Hulong Villa camp. It was only the second time that they found Wang Mu and the others.

But looking at the expressions of these people at this moment, why is it the same as the expressions of the human and dragon testers who saw them before? Could it be a misunderstanding, the testers of Wan Yao Palace were not killed by them?

"Are you the trial trainer of the Demon Land?" Taking a breath, Wu You narrowed her eyes slightly and stared at Wang Mudao who was at the front.

Wang Mu got up with a smile, then nodded, and said very politely: "Yes, my lord, what advice do you have? Are you all new mentors?"

"What mentor? Let me ask you, who killed those trainees under my Wan Yao Palace?" Another master shouted.

"Oh, you guys are masters from Wan Yao Palace, are you here to look for Brother Ling Lan and the others? Eh? What did you just say? They were killed?" Wang Mu first smiled amiably, then suddenly frowned, his eyes welled up. Thick horror.

Yan Kuan and the others in the back were stunned, brother Wang is really good at pretending.

"Hmph!" The master shouted angrily, obviously admitting it.

Wu You was using his mental power to detect the cultivation of people like Wang Mu. The highest one was only the Celestial Immortal, and the lowest one had just entered the Primordial Spirit Stage. How could he be the opponent of those who practiced in the Ten Thousand Demon Palace.

Did you invite foreign aid?It doesn't make sense, Mozun is fearless, but he won't do this kind of conspiracy. If he kills someone, he will definitely be aboveboard and not so wretched.

"I'll ask you again, do you know that those trainees in my Wan Yao Palace were killed?" Taking a deep breath, Wu You paused every word, her voice full of threats.

"Uh uh..." More than a dozen Wang Mu shook their heads repeatedly.

"My lords, you won't be joking, right? Yesterday we were having a barbecue with brother Ling Lan, and he died today? Brother Ling Lan died too?" Yan Kuan asked timidly.

"Nonsense! What I said was that they were all killed!" The more irritable master shouted angrily again.

"What..." Yan Kuan stared suddenly, staggered back a step, and then cried.

(End of this chapter)