Fantasy: I become stronger when I meet a strong opponent. My cultivation has no upper limit.

boom!

As soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar.

Master Ran Deng was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that this person would agree so readily. As expected, he would even dare to offend the Yu Hua Sect.

But that’s fine, it’s just what he wants!

Master Ran Deng smiled amiably and his attitude was a bit closer, "Amitabha, I would like to thank the donor Ye here."

Although the other party once tried to kill his sect and had a hostile relationship with the Xuankong Temple, in this world, there are no eternal enemies. As long as it is in line with the interest relationship, everyone can shake hands and make peace.

The most important thing is that the rumors about this guy are becoming more and more evil. Some say that he is an old monster who has lived for countless thousands of years, and some are even more outrageous, saying that he is a suspected true immortal. 껗Ancient strong man.

In this case, who dares to fight with him?

Trying to avoid direct confrontation is the wisest thing to do!

"White-haired old devil! You must die a happy death!"

"Ye Demon, I'm going to kill your eight generations of ancestors!!"

"It was okay to rob us before, but now you are colluding with this old bald donkey. Are you still a 그 when you step on a horse?!"

…

The accumulated grievances of the people broke out, and overwhelming curses spread everywhere.

"Uncle Fan, this Ye Junlin is simply crazy and unbecoming!" An Miaoyi stomped her feet angrily.

"Miss, please keep your voice down..." Fan Dezheng was startled, afraid of being heard by that person.

Facing the noisy curses below, the white-haired old man's eyes were like lightning, and his hair and beard were spread out like an angry old lion, and he yelled with great momentum:

"You all stay with me. Why do I, Ye Junlin, have to explain to you what I have done all my life?!!!"

Seeing the anger of the God of Death, many monks turned pale with fear.

Seeing this scene, Master Ran Deng became more and more convinced of his identity.

This Ye Junlin is really domineering!

You have to make good friends!

"Fellow Taoist, please." The white-haired old man stretched out his hand, with a high attitude and a calm expression.

The other companions behind him all admired this person's acting skills and courage.

그Talent!

Are you really killing the god Ye Junlin?

Even the man in the hat is under the illusion that the person in front of him is Ye Junlin!

"It's good, it's good, I'm about to start salvation." Master Ran Deng clasped his hands together, chanted the sutra silently, and released a dazzling golden Buddha's light all over his body.

A huge lotus mark bloomed in the sky, and many people began to feel uncomfortable, with panic on their faces, "No..."

The scene was filled with a strong atmosphere of despair.

"Master, as you ordered, I have recorded the entire process on the photo ball!" Li Wujie said in a deep voice.

Ye Junlin sneered and said: "I waited until now in vain. With this evidence in hand, I will definitely beat the Hanging Temple to death this time! I want to see what these compassionate bald donkeys have to say. Easy to say!”

boom!

Ye Junlin's body transformed into a stream of light and flew away from the ground, and his whole body erupted with the terrifying aura of transcending the tribulation realm.

He raised his hand, tapped it with both fingers, and the lotus mark was shattered by a strong force.

"who?!"

Master Ran Deng was shocked and angry. There were actually other people who had transcended the tribulation realm at the scene!

In mid-air, a young man in black robe stood with his hands behind his back, his long silver-white hair fluttering in the wind, his sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and his handsome appearance, just like the sky, eclipsing the stars.

"Xuantian Sect, Ye Junlin!"

The clear voice was as sonorous as iron, constantly echoing in the ears of everyone.

"What? He said he is Ye Junlin?!"

Hearing this, the monks present were stunned.

"Wait a minute, isn't he the one from Yaowang Valley?"

"What a strong aura, and with his iconic white hair and black robe, it's probably really him!"

"If he is Ye Junlin, does this mean that the one just now is actually a fake?!"

Swish swish swish~

Countless angry eyes focused on the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man's eyes were so wide that they almost fell out of his head. His mouth was wide open, and he stuffed an egg into his mouth.

I have been immersed in role-playing for so long, but I ended up watching silently in the group!

This, this is too social, right? !

"What should I do? What should I do now?" The man in the hat and the others were completely panicked, trembling with fear.

They are little shrimps in the world of cultivation. They used to use the banner of Ye Junlin's disciples to deceive and deceive, but now they have been exposed, and they were beaten back to their original form in an instant.

"Ye Gong, is Ye Junlin?!" An Miaoyi exclaimed as her head almost exploded.

Looking at that handsome face, I recalled in my mind the angry words she had said in the inn before. The pretty face of this proud daughter of Taoist sect suddenly turned as red as an apple, and she was so embarrassed that she couldn't wait to see her. Find a crack in the ground and crawl in.

"When I was at Longmen Inn, I felt that this person was definitely not an ordinary person. When I was in Yaowang Valley, this feeling became even stronger."

Fan Dezheng showed awe and sighed: "Sure enough, he is just like the rumors. He is a dragon soaring in the nine heavens. He is not something that we and other ants can reach."

"Uncle Fan, it turns out you knew this a long time ago. Why didn't you remind me and make me embarrassed in front of Mr. Ye..." An Miaoyi blushed and said angrily.

Fan Dezheng was helpless.

Didn't I remind you? It’s Miss, you’re so carefree, you didn’t put it in 뀞껗 at all!

at this time.

Master Ran Deng is confused!

Looking at the frightened and vain white-haired old man, anyone who was not blind could tell that this guy was a fake.

Fortunately, he was so nice just now, why have you been arguing with such a fake for so long?

"Amitabha, donor, you are really good at playing." Master Ran Deng smiled with a smile on his face. He gritted his teeth with hatred and stared at the white-haired old man.

The latter did not dare to raise his head and look directly at him, beads of sweat dripping from his forehead.

Master Ran Deng shifted his gaze and stopped at another figure. His eyes burst out with a cold light that cracked the sky, and he said coldly: "You are such an evil person. When you were in Yaowang Valley, you were the enemy of me. I originally wanted to kill you when I came out." Kill him and take away the Immortal Chaos Mushroom. I didn’t expect you to be Ye Junlin. No wonder you have such ability.”

"Old Bald Donkey, your performance just now was all in my apprentice's photo ball. Guess how the world will view the Hanging Temple if I announce it to the public?" Ye Junlin teased.

Master Ran Deng laughed angrily, "I'm going to kill you, and then kill everyone here. Who knows it was me who did it? Even then, I might even frame you for it!"

Ye Junlin said: "Oh? Are you so confident in your own strength?"

"Haha, when I was traveling across the Eastern Territory a hundred thousand years ago, I had never heard of a creature like you! Moreover, when I was in Yaowang Valley, I was suppressed in my realm and could not use many methods. Even my indestructible Vajra The body has not exerted its due power!"

"But now..."

boom!

The momentum of Master Ran Deng's body is rising steadily, his slender white eyebrows are raised, his face is as smooth as ancient times, his body is like glazed divine gold, clear of dirt, with a brilliant treasure, exuding an indestructible and domineering aura.

The entire body is also surrounded by an obscure golden Brahma, covering the surface as if forming a third layer of shield.

You can imagine how terrifying this defense must be!

"You evildoer, suffer death!" Master Ran Deng was like a glaring Vajra, with a strong sense of Zen flowing throughout his body. He raised his hand and slapped it with a golden swastika on his palm.

What he felt just now was that the cultivation aura released by Ye Junlin was only in the middle stage of transcending the tribulation.

And I am truly at the pinnacle of transcending tribulation!

Suddenly, Master Ran Deng was no longer so afraid of Ye Junlin, who was rumored to be miraculous and whose cultivation was unfathomable.

After working on it for a long time, it turns out that your cultivation level is not as good as that of me?

So isn't it just like a joke to deal with you?

The majestic pressure came over instantly, making him feel like a boat rocking in the waves, with the risk of being overturned and swallowed at any time.

"Oh my God!" Many monks were so frightened that they retreated to avoid being affected.

"This old bald donkey is at the peak of the Tribulation Realm. Master, I'm afraid he's in danger this time." Li Wujie was a little worried.

Hong Qianye glanced at him sideways, then shook her head with a sneer.

Judging by intuition, that guy must have something up his sleeve!

After all, breaking through the [rules] laid down by the Immortal against Buddha, is this kind of thing as simple as it seems?

The King of Mushrooms was so frightened that his scalp was numb. When they were in Yaowang Valley, these monks of the 그 tribe were all suppressed and could not tell how powerful they were. Now that they have come out, they are really stronger than the other.

Within the field of vision, the golden swastikas expand infinitely, and the Buddha's light is overwhelming, extremely sacred.

Ye Junlin smiled and thought, this is the moment he has been waiting for!

[Ding, it has been detected that the host is attacked by an enemy at the peak of the Tribulation Realm. Now it triggers the passive effect of becoming stronger when encountering a strong enemy, and obtains the perfect cultivation level of the Tribulation Realm! 】

As the system prompt sounds.

Ye Junlin's whole body's aura suddenly soared, and he instantly jumped from the middle stage of the tribulation to the completion of the tribulation!

We are only one step away from the legendary true immortal!

Feeling the aura of cultivation that was far stronger than his own, Master Ran Deng, who just now felt that he had a chance to win, his face suddenly changed drastically, and his eyes showed surprise.

"You, what are you doing?!"