Dao Shaohua

The golden leopard jumped up suddenly and grabbed Yang Xiuming.

"Little beast, is this the place where you are rampant!"

This grasping force is full of tens of thousands of catties, like a wild beast, grasping in the void.

This is the use of spells, such as golden leopard hand, monstrous grasping and so on.

Yang Xiuming didn't even look at it, and continued to feel, just smiling.

This caught Yang Xiuming's body, with a click, but it was like hitting the sky, earth, mountains and seas, Yang Xiuming didn't move at all, not hurt at all.

The golden leopard was also extraordinary, and when he found that he couldn't hurt Yang Xiuming, his hand suddenly changed from a human hand to a leopard claw.

The leopard's claws were about ten feet long, and it was like a beast's palm. It was endlessly ferocious, and in just an instant, it changed from a huge bombardment to a terrifying tearing.

The five leopard fingers, like endless sharp blades, wanted to cut through Yang Xiuming's immovable mountains and seas.

With a click, the leopard's claw was almost shattered.

Jin Bao let out a muffled snort, stepped back quickly, and cursed: "The monsters from Nanchu are really not easy!"

Having said that, it seems that he has suffered a lot before.

Yang Xiuming didn't care at all, he was silently assessing the opponent's strength.

Fu Xialiang said:

"This is not an ordinary grasping method, just now it was the Leopard Transformation of the Supreme Ten Thousand Beast Incarnation Sect.

This son is indeed the elite of the Tibetan God Sect, and he is not an ordinary disciple in the Supreme Ten Thousand Beast Incarnation Sect. "

"But, that's it. It's a little bit higher than ordinary disciples, equivalent to the level of Taishang Dao Baili. To you and me, it's like a dog."

Yang Xiuming also laughed, and said: "Beyond ordinary disciples, like a dog!"

Fu Xialiang nodded and responded: "That green snake, I suspect it is from the Five Poison Sect, be careful of her poison.

However, the strength is beyond ordinary disciples, ordinary dogs! "

The aura on Canmei's body is dim, but the induction is strong, it should be from the Supreme Sensation Sect!

But it's just a matter of one sword!

The red-eyed blood is rolling, it should be the Supreme Blood Sea Sect, this guy has some skills, he must get three or five swords! "

Fu Xialiang made assessments one by one, and finally came to the conclusion that it was all like a dog, a matter of one or two swords!

Seeing the Jinbao suffer, Huo Qilin shouted loudly: "Everyone, this son trespassed on our core and desecrated our sect's sacred objects. You son of a bitch from Southern Chu, let's take action together and take him..."

This guy is really a disciple of the Tibetan God Sect. He is instigating there, but he doesn't do anything himself.

"This guy is also from the Myriad Beast Incarnation Sect, but this guy is just an ordinary disciple, a sword is wasted."

"Sure enough, it is the Tibetan God Sect. Heretics are heretics, even the real elites are like this!"

"That's not right. If it's really strong, why would it return to the Tibetan God Sect? It would have already fallen behind the other masters!"

"But yes, these guys, alas!"

Yang Xiuming looked at Huo Qilin just smiled, and said:

"Shadow and formless, neither black nor white, soundless, breathless, unclear; neither good nor evil, neither right nor evil, neither sky nor earth, neither life nor death!"

This is not the poem name of the Tibetan God Sect, but the Dark Demon Sect!

After saying this, Huo Qilin was weak and speechless.

Sure enough, as Yang Xiuming thought, those here are all elite disciples of the Tibetan God Sect, or they may be the special training inheritance disciples mentioned by Shi Jing.

After arriving here, they are no longer named as Tibetan God Sect, but all are disciples of Dark Demon Sect.

The Tibetan God Sect is just a skin of the Dark Demon Sect.

When Yang Xiuming entered this place, only these few people stopped him, and no one else stopped him, so he was most at ease.

If they were not allowed to come here, the sect's ban would have been activated long ago, and they would have directly suppressed it with a powerful move.

In the weak Tibetan Shenzong, there must be many Nascent Soul abilities.

Nothing is happening now, and there is no problem with myself.

Especially after connecting to the core of the sect, Yang Xiuming immediately received a message from his spiritual consciousness.

"Yang Xiuming of the Tibetan Divine Sect, if you find the true core of the Tibetan Divine Sect and conform to the profound meaning of the Tibetan Divine Sect, you can be promoted to a true disciple of the Tibetan Divine Sect.

So far, you have been promoted to an outer disciple of the Dark Demon Sect!

I hide the Shenzong, since I am the Dark Demon Sect, I can invisiblely destroy the life and death of the world!

My sect is innately free, does not establish a mountain gate, does not build a territory, and has no teacher's inheritance. Between heaven and earth, the secrets of all things are always hidden in other sects. One of the most mysterious [-] masters!

My purpose is to participate freely, withdraw at will, without restriction, and share resources.

If you discover the secret of my sect, then you are a disciple of my sect, but remember to keep your secret from anyone, and never let anyone know your true identity.

The Tibetan God Sect is just one of the outer sects of our sect. The three masters of the Tibetan God Sect are the ones who control the Tibetan God Sect.

Old Man Canghai, Gai Yuntian, and Fang Fugui, the three major returning to the void, are the direct elders of the Dark Demon, and you must obey their orders!

......"

Countless spiritual senses came, including the poem number in the door.

So Yang Xiuming reported the title of the poem, which meant that the sect had accepted him as a disciple, and the others were speechless for a moment, what are they fussing about?

But he didn't want Yang Xiuming to untie the connection, so he looked at the golden leopard and said slowly:

"Senior Brother Golden Leopard?"

Jin Bao frowned and said, "Senior Brother? You are not worthy to be my Junior Brother!"

Yang Xiuming just smiled and said, "You grabbed me!"

an eye for an eye!

Jin Bao said angrily: "What are you going to do!"

Yang Xiuming didn't talk nonsense, and immediately stretched out his hand, and he grabbed it too!

A tick for a tick!

With this catch, Yang Xiuming used the "Great Grabber of Netherworld and Darkness".

A big black hand, with a radius of seven feet, was pitch-black and ferocious, with five fingers spread out like death claws, separated from his body, and went straight to the golden leopard to grab it.

It looked calm and calm, but this big hand grabbed it very quickly.

With a roar, the golden leopard instantly transformed into a fat golden leopard, extremely flexible, and his whole body was filled with endless golden light, which possessed powerful defenses.

He also wanted to learn from Yang Xiuming, resist Yang Xiuming's blow, and prove his strength.

But the black hand came down and slapped the golden leopard, causing it to roll to the ground.

This is "Great Capturer of Nether Dark Darkness", the extraordinary Taoism, the simplest, but also the most powerful, fully erupting Yang Xiuming's dark night power.

For a long time, Yang Xiuming relied on thunder and swordsmanship to fight, and now he finally turned his dark night power into a terrifying attack.

With Yang Xiuming's many years of cultivation, the golden leopard he beat in "The Great Master of Darkness and Darkness" screamed.

In an instant, the golden leopard transformed from a golden leopard all over to a short and thin wild leopard.

The golden leopard just now, the incarnation of the beast that focuses on defense, is the Zongbao God Transformation, and this one is the Leopard God Transformation that uses rapid advance.

Facing this blow, he wanted to dodge with speed, and then counterattack quickly.

But Yang Xiuming's black hand changed, suddenly pressed, and pressed the golden leopard tightly, regardless of your changes, he beat you like a son.

No matter how fast you are, you are not as fast as the darkness!

Seeing the golden leopard being beaten, the red eyes on the side were furious, his whole body was full of blood, and he roared:

"Boy, don't bully people too much."

Yang Xiuming didn't even look at him, suddenly another black hand appeared, with a radius of seven feet, five fingers spread out, a big hand aimed at the red eye and grabbed it.

The red eyes were furious, and they glared at Yang Xiuming.

His eyes were like fire, and Yang Xiuming felt that his eyes were being stared at, as if he couldn't see people?What kind of spell is this?Destroying the eyes of the enemy?

But Yang Xiuming just sneered, Jin Tong was not hurt, nothing happened.

Yang Xiuming's big hand came down, his red eyes moved, his blood escaped, and he moved in an instant, just to avoid it.

"The monsters in Nanchu are bullying people again. Everyone, don't you just look at it like this? Let him ride on our necks and shit?"

Huo Qilin shouted from the side!

Silkworm Eyebrow stood up instantly, and there were three monks around who also approached.

Only the time mirror, backed away quietly.

Yang Xiuming thought for a while, and made a gesture of covering the sky with his hands.

In an instant, the surroundings were pitch black.

Immediately, everyone is enveloped.

In the darkness, there were crackling, beating sounds, and various screams.

Thirty breaths later, the darkness disappeared, and when I looked over, I fell to the ground.

All the elite disciples of the Tibetan God Sect present, that is, the outer disciples of the Dark Demon Sect, all collapsed and screamed.

Only Shi Jing, Green Snake, and two women, they didn't make a move, Yang Xiuming didn't touch them.

Yang Xiuming sneered.

They talked about the monsters in Southern Chu, they were educated by the big brother before, so Yang Xiuming made such a move.

The people who came here from Nanchu include a group of fourth-order sanctuaries from the Xiong family, and these sanctuaries are equivalent to Jindan real people.

It's just that when you come here, you practice from scratch. It looks like building a foundation, but everyone's strength is there.

The people here are all Foundation Establishment True Cultivators, and their strength is too weak.

So they were beaten and educated, thinking that those people were monsters in Nanchu.

Also speechless, in fact, everyone in the Liaochang world is just a human race raised in captivity in Nanchu, but after arriving here, they have become representatives of Nanchu...

But no one will refute, this halo is still very valuable.

Since someone set a precedent, Yang Xiuming also shot mercilessly.

Respect is written, not talked about!

Yang Xiuming looked at them with a smile. Among the knocked down crowd, Huo Qilin was the most cunning kid, lying there pretending to be unconscious, and being honest, he stopped talking.

But Chiyan still refused to accept it, and struggled to get up, cursing:

"Little bastard, do you think..."

Yang Xiuming sneered, and suddenly Sanyang Kaitai, a sword light, flashed for an instant, and flew over his head.

This sword, like thunder, clicked and flashed.

Half of the hair on the top of Chiyan's head disappeared immediately, as long as he went down a little, his head would burst and he would die immediately.

Chiyan has also seen the world, and was immediately dumbfounded. He knew what it was, the sword of the sword, killing people without bloodshed.

Yang Xiuming looked at him and asked, "Brother Chiyan, what did you say?"

Chiyan said stupidly: "No, it's nothing, I'm talking nonsense, that, Junior Brother Yang Xiuming, you are amazing!"

Yang Xiuming smiled, looked at Huo Qilin and asked: "Brother Huo Qilin, do you have any comments?

Is the "Returning Burial Method" you practiced a great success? "

After the "Burial Law" was killed, he could be resurrected slowly, and Yang Xiuming threatened him with this.

Huo Qilin didn't pretend to be unconscious anymore, and said: "I was wrong, I have no objection!"

Yang Xiuming nodded and said, "That's great, everyone makes money with harmony."

After speaking, he continued to connect to the core without looking at the crowd, and began to understand the difference between here and the outside.

Some people got up and left in embarrassment, some acted as if nothing had happened, spat on their faces, and some gritted their teeth, remembering their hatred.

Yang Xiuming didn't care at all, he checked to see what was different here.