This shit can't stand it anymore

Chapter 40 It's your turn to teach me a lesson?

Wei Hu?

Hearing this name, Yu Yuan finally became interested.

In my impression, this is one of the three generations of disciples who "sanctified the body" in the Great Tribulation of Conferring Gods.

During the amount of calamity, the number of shots was not many, and it was hidden, which seemed to be passive and sabotage.

However, in the rare shots, the record is outstanding.

The most classic battle was that he once defeated Lu Yue and several others with his own strength, and even killed one on the spot.

It can be seen from this that its combat strength is at least the first level of Jinxian.

In addition, this person is very lucky, and he is the only one among the three generations of Chanjiao disciples who has not been captured alive and survived to the end safely.

After that, he went to the West and got the title of Bodhisattva like his three uncles.

"Hello Wei Hu!"

Jin Shengyang's extremely angry voice came over.

"I think that since you are a disciple of Chanjiao, you came from the same origin as all the immortals of Jiejiao. How dare you insult us like this today!"

That Wei Hu glanced at him, and waved his hand: "Forget it, for the sake of the same origin of the three religions, I will spare you this experience today! You will leave quickly, and don't be caught by me again in the future... ...I am really ashamed to be with you who act recklessly and bully the weak like you!"

These words seem magnanimous, but in fact they are full of ridicule.

"I am too angry!"

Jin Shengyang yelled, red flames more than a foot long spewed out from his eyes, mouth and nose, and converged in one place in front of him.

In an instant, the flames exploded.

The scarlet flame swelled thousands of times, but it didn't disperse. Instead, it condensed into a bundle, like a horned dragon coming out of the water, and like a tornado in the air, engulfed by surging waves of flames, heading towards That Wei Hu and others burned it.

Huo Ling'er immediately smiled, "I can't tell that this Jin Shengyang has turned into a real fire of samadhi, so that Wei Hu will suffer!"

Yu Yuan felt that she was too optimistic.

Samadhi True Fire is indeed a powerful supernatural power, but what kind of power it can exert depends on who the user is.

Because the so-called samadhi refers to the upper ignorant divine fire, the middle ignorant essence fire, and the lower ignorant energy fire.

The combination of the three is the real fire of samadhi.

To put it simply, the essence of Samadhi True Fire is to use one's own "essence", "Qi" and "God" as firewood.

The thicker the firewood, the bigger the fire.

If it was replaced by an immortal golden fairy like Huo Ling'er, the power of the Samadhi True Fire must be no small matter, and burning rivers and boiling seas is no more than mediocre.

As for Jin Shengyang, it was much worse.

He raised his eyes and saw that the true fire of Samadhi that Jin Shengyang spewed out was like a hundred-foot-long horned dragon, with its fangs and claws stretched out, it rushed towards Wei Hu and the others. It looked so powerful that Master Xuanyang and the others retreated in panic, with terrified expressions on their faces. .

In stark contrast to them was Na Wei Hu.

At this moment, instead of taking half a step back, the disciple of the third generation of Zengjiao stepped forward to face the fire dragon, and at the same time, a round golden treasure pestle for subduing demons appeared in his hand, about three feet long, with a hollow hollow carved like a lantern structure, the head end is in the shape of a triangular spike.

As soon as this grotesque spiritual weapon appeared, Huo Ling'er immediately sensed something was wrong, her face became serious, and she said softly: "This treasure is extremely extraordinary, Jin Shengyang may not be my opponent!"

Yu Yuan glanced at her, thinking that he is a golden fairy after all, at least his eyesight is still online.

Just as Huo Ling'er said, Wei Hu just waved forward lightly while holding the subduing magic pestle, but an invisible force suddenly fell down, instantly blasting the flaming horned dragon formed by the condensed true fire of Samadhi. It fell apart and spread out to both sides.

At the same time, there was a huge force rushing towards Jin Shengyang like mountains and seas, causing it to fly upside down for dozens of feet before stabilizing its body.

Seeing that Wei Hu shattered the Samadhi True Fire of Jiejiao Tianxian with just a random blow, Master Xuanyang, who had just fled in a panic, was surprised and delighted, and couldn't help admiring: "The Samadhi True Fire is so fierce, but it was shot at Immortals were destroyed with a flick of the hand, truly worthy of being the descendants of the elucidation and teachings of 'following the heavens to carry the royal orthodoxy, and to lead the town of Wanxian all over the world'!"

Wei Hu frowned slightly, and glanced at Master Xuanyang, feeling a little displeased.

Chanjiao does have the prestige of "following the heavens to carry the royal orthodoxy, and to lead the town of Wanxian all over the world", but now he is touting Chanjiao after he has just belittled Jiejiao. It seems to be flattering him, but why does it feel a little bit It seems to be deliberately provoking trouble?

Sure enough, after hearing these words, Jin Shengyang, whose face was pale because of his supernatural powers being broken, was furious, and shouted: "What an exposition of 'Commander Wanxian Town Bafang'!

You don't have the power and prestige of playing tricks in Dongsheng Shenzhou, but you come to my territory to make trouble. I will not spare you today! "

While speaking, he had already rushed to kill Wei Hu.

The other six Jiejiao immortals were not far behind, and rushed up one after another with their weapons.

Seven Jiejiao immortals attacked together, including Jin Shengyang, a celestial master, Wei Hu didn't think too much about it, and quickly waved the subduing demon pestle to meet him.

His demon-conquering treasure pestle is a remarkable acquired spiritual weapon, bestowed by his teacher Daoxing Tianzun, it can be called top grade in terms of grade.

When this treasure is held in the hand, it is as light as gray grass; when it is hit on a person, it is as heavy as Mount Tai.

At this moment, Wei Hu waved the magic-subduing pestle, the wind was thunderous, and the changes were endless.

He single-handedly fought the seven Jiejiao Immortals including Jin Shengyang, and after only three or five rounds of fighting, the seven Jiejiao Immortals were all sent flying.

Among them, two true immortals with relatively shallow skills were directly beaten to the point of broken bones and tendons, and directly showed their original shapes——

One is the red jellyfish in the sea, and the other is the leopard on land.

"It really is full of fur and horns..."

Wei Hu muttered softly, with contempt and disgust in his words.

Looking at the sect of Chanjiao, it is either the innate spiritual form, or the human race who is the protagonist of the world. Occasionally, those who wear fur and horns are mostly Taoist boys and mounts, not formal disciples.

After a pause, Wei Hu shouted loudly: "Nianzai you are the disciples of Jiejiao, so you have taken precautions! If you don't leave quickly, don't blame me for being merciless!"

Before the words were finished, a fiery red glow flashed into the field.

After the rays of the sun dissipated, a beautiful woman appeared.

She is dressed in a fiery red fairy dress and a golden crown on her head. She looks like a fairy, and she is flawless.

As soon as it appeared, it attracted the attention of everyone present.

"is her!"

Master Xuanyang exclaimed, then moved his mouth slightly, but no more sound came out.

And Wei Hu became relieved from the initial suspicion. Obviously, the two were communicating with each other through sound transmission.

"Fellow Daoist Fire Spirit!"

Jin Shengyang was full of surprises, like a drowning person grabbing a life-saving straw, pointing at Wei Hu and shouting: "This disciple of Chanjiao insulted me and even injured me..."

Before he finished speaking, Huo Ling'er looked at him coldly.

The latter felt a chill in his heart, shut his mouth quickly, and swallowed all the remaining words.

At this time, Wei Hu had already learned from Master Xuanyang that Huo Ling'er was an immortal golden fairy, and his expression was slightly surprised, but he was not afraid, obviously quite confident in his own strength.

"Wei Hu, a disciple of the third generation of Chanjiao, has met Fellow Daoist Huoling."

Wei Hu saluted, organized his words from the bottom of his heart, and then said seriously: "Today's incident was caused by these immortal gods from your teaching who acted recklessly and bullied the weak. I just can't get used to such evil things, so I will teach them a lesson... "

Huo Ling'er directly interrupted his words, and said unceremoniously: "According to what you said, do I have to thank you?"

Aware of the anger contained in the other party's words, Wei Hu smiled indifferently, "The poor Daoism is superficial, so it should not be such a big gift. But if all the fellow Daoists present can change their mistakes after this lesson, I feel relieved to have rehabilitated myself and returned to the right path.”

Hearing this, Huo Ling'er, who had been suffocated for a long time, completely blew up.

"It's my turn to get one of your disciples to teach you a lesson?"

(End of this chapter)