Fantasy: The opening pushes the ages

"Kill him for me."

Wu Ming gritted his teeth and said.

The three acted instantly.

Each show their magical powers.

One of them turned into a falcon-like figure, the sky was overcast, and there was a patter of rain.

Following the loud and clear sound of an eagle, a huge goshawk floated up into the air, and the huge phantom almost enveloped the world, and what appeared at the same time was a heavy pressure like a mountain.

The leaves rustled and the wind blew up.

The air has become much heavier at this moment.

It looks very powerful, not to mention how powerful.

There was a casual and lazy smile on the old man's face. When other people were more or less affected, the old man still looked like that. Seeing this offensive, he shook his head.

"Too much emphasis on superficial skills, lack of momentum, tsk tsk tsk... If it was someone else, you might still be bluffed by you. Unfortunately, you are not lucky to meet me."

砰

The next moment, the little ball of mud on that finger was bounced out.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The man looked up to the sky and laughed, "A small ball of mud wants to break my offensive, it's really wishful thinking..."

Before the words could be uttered, he was shocked to see that the phantom of the goshawk that he had condensed almost with all his strength, was like paper, and it shattered with a bang, turning into aura and dissipating in the sky.

"you……"

He widened his eyes sharply.

Blood gushed out of his mouth, his pupils were dilated, he didn't raise his breath, and fell straight down.

A saint.

Just fell away.

"Hiss!" Wu Ming suddenly realized the strength of the old man, but at this moment he had no choice but to shoot. With a gloomy face, he ordered: "Kill him, kill him, kill him."

His almost heart-piercing roar did not have the slightest effect.

The other two looked at the seemingly ordinary old man with fixed expressions.

No one dared to move.

Especially when he saw the old man playing with the little mud ball again, his back felt cold.

The one who made the move just now is the boss among them, the strongest one, but if they didn't even catch the old man's move, they would be no different from being sent to death.

"You guys have to be clear about the consequences of disobeying my order." Wu Ming said grimly.

When his eyes fell on Ye Mujiu, he straightened up subconsciously.

The performance of the hero saving the beauty this time must be finished, and it can end perfectly, otherwise it will be embarrassing and humiliating.

At this time, Wu Ming was somewhat weak, and his words were not as confident as that.

Wu Ming's words were more or less intimidating. When he thought of something terrible, the two saints also sighed slightly, looked at each other, and then walked forward.

Compared with the vicious methods of Wu Ming and the forces behind him, they would rather face that seemingly inconspicuous old man, because that way, they still have some way to survive.

But at this time, the person who was walking in the shape of a product suddenly stopped, and his complexion changed suddenly. In Wu Ming's eyes that were about to burst into flames, he asked tentatively: "Your Excellency, you are a layman of Wolong. Mr. Wang Xu..."

As soon as these words came out, the other person stopped in his tracks instantly, and his eyes fell on the slovenly old man. After carefully examining him, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He subconsciously took a step back.

He swallowed hard.

The old man smiled and looked at the person who spoke before, but he was a little surprised.

Suddenly, his nose felt a little uncomfortable, and his brows frowned.

In the eyes of the two saint warriors, this random little action seemed like they were facing a formidable enemy, as if they couldn't bear the huge pressure, with a plop, they knelt down in unison in the end.

amount……

This is very embarrassing.

But the more embarrassing ones are at the back.

Hache~
The old man sneezed.

After sneezing, he wiped his nose with his cuff, and when he looked up, he saw the two kneeling on the ground, and asked curiously, "What are you doing? I'm not dead yet, isn't it too early to kneel now? "

Straightforward words.

When the two heard this, their expressions changed for a while.

Some of them were desperate, and thought that Wang Xu would attack them at this moment. Although it was a bit embarrassing, they saved their lives anyway.

Like the dear friend just now, I am afraid that the grass on the grave has grown three meters high.

Wu Ming was still immersed in shock.

The legendary Layman Wolong actually appeared in his eyes.

This is the man who ushered in an era.

Legend has it that his cultivation has already reached the pinnacle, killing a holy king is like killing ants, it is so terrifying.

he……

What have you done……

Suddenly, cold sweat broke out.

He smiled embarrassingly, at this time he was no more relaxed than the two saint warriors who protected him.

He seemed to have offended this Wolong layman.

Even if he was killed at this moment, his father would not blame Wang Xu for it.

"Er... old mister, I..."

He spoke, but just halfway through his speech, his legs became weak, and he knelt down on the ground with a plop.

"Oh, I told you, don't kneel, don't kneel, why don't you listen?"

The old man seemed helpless, but in reality he was beaming.

"Are you really Mr. Wang Xu, a Wolong layman?"

Seeing that the old man was very friendly, Wu Ming seemed to have forgotten the previous conflict, stood beside the old man after getting up, and said with a smile.

With this appearance, if other people don't know, they will think Wu Ming is the grandson of the old man.

But the old man didn't give him a good face, he hummed, and said: "Don't block me, I still have things to do, you, little girl, quickly, take me to find Zhou Mu."

Ye Mujiu was called over.

Wu Ming really wanted to ask who Zhou Mu was, but seeing the old man beside him, he still didn't ask, and just followed behind silently.

About a quarter of an hour passed.

Everyone stood in front of a mountain peak.

In front of the mountain is a sky ladder, looking up, the stairs can't see the end at a glance, it seems that the sky is at the end of the stairs.

"So long?"

The others didn't express anything, but Wang Xu exclaimed after seeing her, and immediately looked at her old arms and legs, curled her lips, "You just think I live too comfortably, find something for me to do .”

Wu Ming knew that the opportunity to perform had come.

Hastily leaned over, with a flattering smile on his face, slightly condescending, and said: "Mr., if you always feel that your legs and feet are inconvenient, why don't you let the junior carry you up?"

"It's... not very good."

That's what he said, but Wang Xu's movements were not slow at all. After finishing the courtesy, he jumped up and fell on Wu Ming's body.

Wang Xu is very thin, with a child's clothes on her body, which are also empty, and she looks a bit skinny.

But when he was on Wu Ming, he felt a heavy pressure like a mountain.

For a split second it felt like he was carrying a mountain instead of a person.

The veins on his forehead popped out.

Eyes flushed red.

He gritted his teeth.

Every step you take leaves a deep footprint on the bluestone slab.