The First Cause of All Realms

"Be merciful!"

This sound is more than deafening, it just goes straight to the heart and soul.

The air mass visible to the naked eye exploded over the small courtyard, and the rumbling echoed, not only the people in the small courtyard were dumbfounded, but also Yang Prison outside the manor was slightly startled.

"stop?"

Yang Yu thought about it, and his fingers were loosened. However, there were four arrows on the string, but only one arrow was released.

boom!

collapse!

The sound of the bowstring vibrating was still after the sound of the sound wave bursting, and the arrow itself was faster than the two.

The sound waves roared by Miaofa Laodao did not dissipate, and the whole person was electrocuted and seemed to jump off the altar. Almost at the same time, the altar was penetrated by an arrow.

boom!

With a flash of arrows, the two altars collapsed at the same time, the wooden beams and sand flew together, the stones and dust splashed, and in an instant, the two altars that had been erected for many days were completely destroyed.

Under the spread of the aftermath, everyone retreated in embarrassment.

However, even if they were retreating and dodging, everyone still looked at Miaofa Laodao, not to mention Mu was still dumbfounded, unbelievable, even Miaoyun Daoist and others were also a little stunned.

'Who called for mercy? ’

Skylark is a little confused.

Everyone present, with his martial arts the most shallow, the previous changes were too great, he didn't react for a while, until everyone looked at Daoist Miaofa...

"Master, you..."

The skylark stumbled, only to feel that the tall image of his teacher in his heart suddenly collapsed.

Who would have thought that a moment ago, he was still talking about the power of Taoism in his own door, stepping on the gang, like an old Taoist with high power and true cultivation in the legend.

Will resolutely admit counsel in the next moment...

"Ha, ha, ha, ha!"

The brief dead silence of the courtyard was broken by loud laughter.

Mu, who had his limbs removed, was almost buried alive by the altar, but he laughed to himself, and the tears of laughter were about to flow out:

"It's no wonder that you can live so old, so you're an old man, old man!"

"shut up!"

The old Taoist Miaoyun scolded him angrily, and a whisk of dust knocked his teeth.

But he was still laughing miserably, angry and laughing and hating.

He thought that he might be planted, but he did not expect that he would be planted in the hands of such a group of rats.

He never imagined that Yu Wanghai's steadfast reliance was even worse than himself. He had been on the run for ten days, but this group of ox-nosed veterans surrendered without a single move!

"puff!"

He turned his back to the sky, and a mouthful of blood splattered into the sky, splashing all over his face.

"Brother..."

The faces of a few old men turned blue and white, and some people guessed what he was thinking, but this was too embarrassing.

"When I'm old, my blood and energy will fall. In addition, I have lived in the mountains for a long time, and I rarely fight with others. No matter what, I will not be the opponent of that Mr. Yang..."

Facing the complicated gazes of everyone, Miaofa Laodao looked as usual, but there was no shame in it:

"Junior Brother Miaoyun, you are the best in my class in martial arts. How is it compared to Qi Longsheng? How is it compared to Xiao Zhan?"

He is not helpless.

If he forcibly squeezed Mo Yunling, he might forcibly launch a Dao technique, but he would not be able to lock him down. Under this attack, the enemy might not be dead, but he was definitely dead.

without myself...

"It can't, can't..."

Miao Yun threw her sleeves angrily, and had the tendency to turn around and fight with someone else.

"If it is about the life and death of the sect, and the face of the sect, why should the old man be afraid of death?"

Miaofa stopped him and pointed at Mu Huan, who was grinning in the dust:

"Junior brother really want to fight to the death for him?"

He let out a long sigh and woke the others.

They went down the mountain this time because there was almost no life in the mountains in the year of severe drought, so they were not allowed to go down the mountain to seek life. Although they could make compromises, it was unreasonable to fight to the death for others.

If they really want to die, they might as well die on the mountain and be clean and comfortable.

"This……"

Hearing this, Miao Yun also calmed down. Of course, more importantly, he heard footsteps.

The sound of footsteps was as low as a drumbeat.

In the small courtyard, the needle could be heard for a while, and Mu Huan, who was smiling miserably, also closed his mouth and struggled to look at the place where the footsteps came from.

Before anyone arrived, they were all dressed in robes like fire.

Beneath the scarlet flying fish robe, the aura of the coming person is condensed, yet turbulent, as calm as the earth, but with boundless fire inside, which is extraordinary.

"Is this the legendary Jinyiwei? Flying fish suit, embroidered spring knife..."

Looking at the person who came, the skylark was full of awe, and the resentment in his heart was swept away.

This dress is so pretty.

"Yang, Yang Prison..."

Mu also groaned, and his heart was cold when he saw the flying fish robe like fire.

Unless Yu Lingxian descended from the sky, he would have no life...

"Moyunmen's wonderful method, meet the thousand households of Jinyiwei, Yang Yu, and Lord Yang!"

Miaofa placed a single palm on his chest and gave a salute.

The rest of the people saluted no matter what they thought.

"Moyunmen..."

Chewing the origins of everyone, Yang Yu swept through everyone one by one and landed on the token that Miaofa Laodao held tightly:

"Old Daoist's method comes from this token, right? Can you take a look at it?"

After the mist dissipated, the sense of crisis also went away.

And as he approached, there was a weak sense, letting him know that this old-fashioned method should be this strange token.

Not the fruit, but the food.

Good food.

"This……"

The expressions of everyone in Moyun Sect changed in unison. Valley

Daoist Miaoyun shouted even more, his whisk was as straight as a sword, his face full of anger:

"Don't deceive people too much!"

"How about bullying you?"

Yang Yu snorted coldly, and his tone was extremely cold:

"According to the laws of the imperial court, killing Jin Yiwei is a crime of murder! Not to mention deceiving you, it is killing you, why not?"

His words landed loudly, and the killing intent was not concealed.

This group of Taoist priests may not have participated in the ambush and kill Qi Gang, but from the dangerous atmosphere he sensed before, it can be seen that this group of people's buttocks are not clean.

"you!"

Miaoyun Laodao looked ugly.

"Just a token, not to mention a look, how about giving it to an adult?"

Miaofa Laodao opened his mouth at the right time, and gave the order of Moyun with both hands.

"Are you really willing?"

Seeing this move, Yang Yu took a high look at the old Taoist priest. There are not many warriors in Jianghu who can bend and stretch, even if he himself can't do it.

This Moyunmen, he is not impressed.

However, there are hundreds of thousands of sects in the world, and it is not surprising that he has never heard of it. After all, from the perspective of everyone present, it is estimated that this sect is not very big.

Perhaps just like the Jade Dragon Temple, it is just a Taoist temple in the deep mountains.

"The lord is joking, what's the reluctance to bear..."

Seeing Yang Yuzhen take it, Lao Dao's heart suddenly raised his throat, but fortunately, the lord seemed to dare not think about it. After playing with it twice, he returned it to him.

The rest were also relieved.

If Mo Yunling fails, even if he knows that he is not an opponent, he will have to fight to the death.

[Ingredients: Moyun Ling]

[Level: Ten Capitals (below)]

[Quality: OK (below)]

[Evaluation: The carrier of the **** seed 'Shenfeng Suppression of Demons', something that Moyunmen enshrined for seven hundred years. Those who fit with it can use the altar to urge to exert power]

[You can get it through refining: with a small probability, you can get the god-species 'Shenfeng Suppressing Devil Token']

[The cauldron of gluttony has insufficient energy storage and cannot be refined]

The carrier of the 'Shenfeng Suppression Order'?

Can the worship of gods be passed down and driven from generation to generation?

"Can it still be like this?"

Yang Yu was surprised and a little dignified.

Taoism cannot be inherited.

Even if refining, it is impossible to pass it on to future generations. In his imagination, the gods should be like this, but he doesn't want to, there is such an operation.

Moyun Sect is like this, what about other sects that once had gods?

Feeling the information in the Cauldron of Gluttony without a trace, Yang Prison walked to Mu Huan, who was lying motionless like a dead dog.

"Yang Prison, Yang Prison!"

Mu Huan hated it in his heart, and wanted to grit his teeth, but his teeth were broken long ago:

"Don't be complacent! My today is your tomorrow! You want to know something from my mouth, but you can't think about it..."

After all, he closed his eyes.

He was afraid of death, but he was even more afraid of revealing the secrets of the teaching, so he closed his eyes.

However, contrary to his expectations, Yang Prison did not ask him any secrets, or even who instructed him.

"I heard that Liansheng's teaching has a very good "Liansheng sacrifice seal", which is a superior martial arts that burns with the enemy's jade. I wonder if you know it?"

"What, what?"

Mu also opened his eyes in shock.

"Looks like you won't."

Seeing his reaction, Yang Prison sighed regretfully, flicking his fingers, a gust of wind pierced through his eyebrows, his brain burst, and the dead can no longer die.

The seal of sacrifice is really a good martial art.

Just one time, it saved him years of hardships for changing blood~www.novelmt.com~ If he came here a few more times, maybe he would be able to wrestle with that Xifu King Zhao?

Yang Yu turned around, and everyone in the courtyard retreated, all with solemn expressions, as if they were facing a great enemy.

'This man kills, why doesn't he even blink? Jin Yiwei, are they all so cruel...'

Lark was terrified.

He had never killed a chicken or duck before, and he was shocked when he saw someone's brain burst.

Especially this one, killing people is as calm as eating and drinking...

"Bring a chair."

Yang Yu opened his mouth, and the skylark was shocked, and he hurriedly turned back, moved out the Taishi chair in the house, and let him sit down.

Da Ma Jindao sat down, Yang Yu looked around the crowd, tapped the back of the chair, and said lightly:

"Don't worry, everyone, Yang is not a murderer, and he will not kill for no reason."

Believe you are a ghost!

Miaofa Laodao murmured in his heart, but still squeezed out a stiff smile, as if listening.

"This scorpion intends to ambush and kill my deputy commander of Jinyiwei. The crime is extremely serious. It should have been late, and all the young and old in the family will be exiled for 3,000 miles!"

Yang Yu stared at him coldly.

"Such a traitor should really be killed! But Pindao and the others really don't know the crime of this person, and please ask the adults to see it clearly."

The old Taoist bowed his head.

After living for so many years, Miao Fa of course knew what this person wanted to ask, and immediately, he did not hide anything, and explained everything that should be done.

From the fact that he and others could not survive and go down the mountain, Yu Wanghai coerced the profit and inducement to cooperate, to the stern refusal to ambush and kill Qi Gang...

"That's the way it is, and I hope you can see it clearly."

The old Taoist was full of bitterness:

"After two years of severe drought, I really can't survive. There is no fresh bark in the mountains..."

clatter!

The sound of tapping the back of the chair stopped abruptly, and Yang Yu's eyes flickered:

"Yu Wanghai?"