I, Shushan Juggernaut, signed in Jianzhong for a hundred years

But the most exasperating thing is.

Yang Hun still had a cup of tea in his hand, still steaming, and started to drink it.

Dare to think this is a teahouse?

"Who are you, how did you get in, do you know where this is?"

An elder of the Tianmo Sect near the door threatened directly with a murderous look.

The rest of the people also cast unkind eyes one after another, and the magic skills in their bodies were running rapidly.

As long as all things open their mouths, they can rush forward in a flash.

Tear the soul of Yang Tianming who broke in into pieces.

"Who am I!"

Yang Hun smiled faintly, picked up the cup in his hand and took another sip.

"Didn't you just discuss hanging up and beating me, the Great Tang Master?"

"Why don't I know you when I come here?"

"what!"

Everyone in the Tianmo Sect was so confused by Yang Chen's words that they almost jumped up.

As soon as he said to clean him up, the other party came here.

Wan Wusheng stood up from his seat, and there was a slight change in his cold face.

"Master of the Tang Dynasty, I have admired you for a long time! I never thought that Your Excellency would be so powerful."

"In less than half an hour, he traveled hundreds of thousands of miles to our Heavenly Demon Sect Palace."

"I really admire you!"

While speaking, Wan Wusheng's pupils condensed a black electric light, staring straight at Yang Hun.

This is the magic eye of the magic gate.

But he can see through the monks whose strength and physique are not inferior to his own, and even higher than that of a great realm.

The rest of the Tianmomen elders didn't speak when they found this scene, but stood on guard.

As if he didn't notice it at all, Yang Hun moved his fingers with a faint smile.

After looking away for a moment.

Wan Wusheng was suddenly very apprehensive in his heart, and gave Yang Hun a meaningful look.

The grim expression on his face also softened.

"I don't know why your Excellency entered my Heavenly Demon Gate, but whoever comes is a guest."

"If there is nothing wrong, please leave."

Why is it so.

It's because Yang Hun came too strangely.

And the strangest thing is.

Not only did he not show the slightest cultivation level on his body, but there was also no sound of heartbeat or breathing.

It's like a cloud of air.

But Yang Hun had been prepared to find here.

It is still based on the news from the demon monks captured in the Hongyan Mountains.

Dare to break into the palace alone and face more than a dozen of them with powerful monks from the Heavenly Demon Sect.

Prove that the other party is not a good stubble.

"Hey, I didn't expect Wanwusheng, who is famous and powerful in the Western Regions of Demonic Dao, to be so polite."

"It's a bit beyond my imagination. The tone I heard just now is obviously not this kind of tone."

Yang Hun smacked his mouth, as if savoring the taste of the tea just now.

There was no reaction at all to the changing attitude of all things.

"If the Tianmo Sect has this attitude, then there will be nothing wrong with Kyushu."

"Everyone agrees, right?"

Inside and outside the box.

It was clear that Yang Hun didn't pay much attention to the head of the Heavenly Demon Sect Elder in this hall.

Wan Wusheng frowned, his face fluctuated slightly, and a burst of anger broke out from the bottom of his heart.

Then what did you seem to think of?He endured it again, and the expression on his face returned to normal.

It's just that the fingers of his right hand flicked a few times, as if to convey some kind of message.

Yang Hun's perception quietly watched this scene, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In this short period of time.

He has already analyzed the thoughts emanating from all creatures.

At this time, a burly elder rushed out and shouted loudly.

"Damn things!"

"What's your attitude? If you give you three points of color, you dare to open a dyeing room."

"Sovereign! Why bother to be polite to this kid, no matter what his identity is, let's arrest him first."

"Dare to stand up to the people of our Tianmomen, I'm afraid I don't want to live."

"Kill him, a national teacher of a mortal country dares to be arrogant in front of our Heavenly Demon Sect."

……

The elders of the Tianmo Sect in the main hall took out their magic weapons one after another, exuding a terrifying devilish energy from their bodies.

One by one was very angry.

Turn the entire palace into a dark black area and a world of various artistic conceptions.

It ranges from the fit state to the middle stage of the earth immortal.

They all surrounded Yang Hun.

Although the dozen or so elders and hall masters couldn't clearly see Yang Hun's details and cultivation.

I don't know what method he used to avoid the big formation of the palace and break in.

But if you think about it, at best you will be an earth immortal.

It's just that there is a special method on the body that can hide the breath.

no big deal.

"To shut up…"

Wan Wusheng yelled to shake off the evil energy in the palace, and directly reprimanded the restless Tianmo sect members.

It's an idiot to curse inwardly.

This is why they usually feel that the Tianmo Sect is invincible and arrogant and domineering.

Didn't you see that the other party didn't even change his face, and didn't you make a move yourself?

After more than a dozen elders sensed the anger of Wanwu, they withdrew the devilish energy they emitted.

It was quiet again.

It's just that his eyes are fixed on Yang Hun as if he could kill someone.

Immediately afterwards, Wan Wusheng's tone changed and he looked at Yang Hun.

"As the national teacher of the Tang Dynasty, your Excellency naturally has official duties to deal with every day."

"Why bother to stay in this wild place in the west."

"As long as your Excellency leaves here, and if you don't interfere with my Tianmomen well water, I will definitely give you a good gift."

"As for those words before, it was purely a misunderstanding, I hope your Excellency will not be offended."

"After all, there is no real loss, isn't it?"

"If you keep pestering..."

Wan Wusheng's tone seemed calm, but actually contained a kind of threat.

Although he couldn't see through Yang Hun's details and cultivation, but if he was offended.

Even if something goes wrong, he won't give Yang Hun any good fruit.

"It's okay, with your wealth, I can't afford to fight with you."

Yang Hun didn't even change his expression, he just waved his hand and threw out a blueprint.

"And I'm not here to make trouble."

"Aside from accidentally breaking in here, I still want to borrow something!"

"It's not complete to have a similar tripod on me."

"I think the Tianmo Sect family has a great career, so there should be something similar!"

"Oh! Borrow something."

Wan Wusheng stretched out his hand to make a move, and the blueprint thrown by Yang Hun appeared in his hand.

After seeing clearly the content on the blueprint, Wan Wusheng's heart moved.

A turquoise ancient tripod, the characters and graphics depicted on it are not much different from those arranged by the ancestor of Tianmomen.

"Isn't this the great cauldron that the ancestor wanted? Sure enough, the other party has it."

"Fortunately, I informed you earlier in the morning."

A smile appeared on Wan Wusheng's face, and he said in a friendly tone.

"It's okay, isn't it just borrowing something? Our Tianmo Sect does have this treasure."

"It's just that you still need to wait a while, after all, it will take some time to find it!"

What the two of them did made the elders and hall masters of the Tianmo Sect next to them dumbfounded.

They looked at each other in blank dismay, and they froze in place, no one was the first bird.

Is this still their suzerain?

Where did the overlord of the demonic way who would destroy people at every turn and leave no blade of grass behind?

The most ridiculous thing is.

Just now I said that I want to pull the other party's skin and tendons, and the next one in the National Teacher's Mansion will not stay.

It became like this in less than half an hour.

How does the conversation between the two feel like good friends for many years.

Are you still doing the action tonight?

never mind!

No one should go out until Wanwusheng has spoken.

Yang Hun didn't look at the people in the hall at all, and quickly glanced at the southeast direction of the hall.

Then he spoke.

"No problem!"

"I'll just wait here, but I don't know how long it will take."

"It's only an hour or two at most, sir, please..."

The Almighty King made a gesture to the people of Tianmomen, telling them to stay aside obediently.

And sitting on the throne at the back, his eyes turned around and he didn't know what he was thinking.

……

The time in the Tianmomen Palace passed by in a strange and embarrassing atmosphere.

No one spoke, and no one stepped out.

Only Yang Hun calmly drank his cup of tea that seemed to last forever.

Just waiting for someone to come.

After half an hour.

A place that used to be silent.

Suddenly, there was a gust of whining wind that blew past the Heavenly Demon Sect Palace, like the sound of a shepherd's flute.

Accompanied by the sound of the flute, a sad breath spread.

Sorrow, pity, miserable wailing, all kinds of pain and fantasy in the world came to my heart.

The elder of Tianmomen, who had been silent in the palace, suddenly looked at the top of the palace.

Their expressions changed drastically, their faces were constantly changing and distorted, they scratched their ears and cheeks, and their faces were red.

Unspeakable pain and sorrow.

As for Wan Wusheng, he gritted his teeth and said while resisting the discomfort in his heart.

"The realm of the peak of the earth immortal is also revealed, but the old ancestor gives me a feeling of fear day by day."

"Every time I use my skills, I can't muster the slightest resistance."

"The sad and magical sound played by the ordinary flute with a light screen is so powerful, it makes me feel like I want to commit suicide."

"It just feels like a sin to stay an extra day."

……

"Interesting, interesting, the power of the law, it seems that this is the trump card for everything in front of you."

"Sorrowful magic sound, such a familiar name."

Judging from Wan Wusheng's expression changes and lip movements, Yang Hun recognized the name of the flute echoing in the palace.

For the monks below the realm of celestial beings, the sound of the flute can be said to be quite frightening.

Even the creatures at the peak of the earth immortal can't resist it, at least it is a supernatural spell at the peak level of the divine rank.

Of course these are not the most critical.

The most important thing is that the cultivation base of the visitor is the same as his, and has reached the level of a fairy.

Being able to exert the power of rules in the realm of immortals in the mortal world still belongs to the breath of the laws of heaven.

It seems that it is by no means idle.

"Congratulations to the ancestors!"

The echo of the sad magic sound in the palace suddenly stopped.

Everyone from Wanwusheng and Tianmomen also bowed their heads, knelt on one knee and clasped their fists respectfully.

"Get up, you have worked hard these days."

The invisible stand supported Wan Wusheng and others who were kneeling on one knee.

"call out!"

A terrifying and domineering aura appeared in the palace, far surpassing all creatures before.

The demonic energy and coercion emitted seem to be able to shock the ages.

"A new Great Tang national teacher who doesn't know his origin, relying on the royal family behind him, he dares to go around arrogantly with some means."

"If you are sensible, hand over the things in the picture, otherwise don't blame me for being merciless."

Wang Tang, the patriarch of the Tianmomen, who looks like a beautiful boy of sixteen or seventeen.

Under the incomparably respectful eyes of the people in Tianmomen, they descended from the sky, and stood in the hall without any fluctuation in their eyes.

It's just that the words in his mouth are seriously inconsistent with the appearance, and the words are murderous.

The reason why he rushed here from the main altar of Tianmomen was purely because he heard about the treasure that moved his heart so much.

The nameless blue cauldron.

Ten thousand people said to Wang Tang who walked towards the handsome youth class with a trace of excitement and respect on his face.

"Old Ancestor Wang, the new Great Tang Imperial Master seems to have a clue to the treasure you want us to find."

"It's just that I can't see through his strength."

"Ok!"

"I've calculated it using the law of God's will, and it's true, you've done a good job."

Wang Tang glanced at Yang Hun, and there was a trace of doubt and incomprehension deep in his eyes.

His rules are special, in addition to protecting himself, seeking good luck and avoiding evil.

You can also use your upper body to observe everything!

But he still couldn't see through Yang Hun's details.

However, with his current strength, there is nothing in this Kyushu that he should be too afraid of.

What's more, it's the same as what Wanbisheng said.

If Yang Hun, the national teacher of the Tang Dynasty on the opposite side, is really powerful, why would he be willing to be a national teacher of a secular country?

Does the imperial court have any secret treasures that should be remembered by the strong above the fairyland?

And faced with threats and abuse from the elders of the Heavenly Demon Sect, he didn't even have the slightest reaction.

This is not like the style of a strong man.

The ring on the little finger of Wang Tang's left hand glowed with a cyan light and fluctuated continuously.

For the mysterious blue tripod magic weapon.

Even in the face of the Demon Zunlou who came to Kyushu before, he dared to fight.

"Everyone, come here and listen to my orders! If this Tang Guoshi is not sensible, you will do it."

With his hands behind his back, Wang Tang threw out the drawing and asked proudly.

"I'll ask you again, do you have this magic weapon or any news about him?"

Yang Hun's face didn't fluctuate in the slightest, and he didn't speak. He stretched his hands very calmly.

Then he picked out his ears again.

Facing the coercive ancestor Wang Tang of the Heavenly Demon Sect and many elders of the Heavenly Demon Sect who are approaching.

It's just that the expression on his face has changed from the original calm to a little more joking.

After the evolution of the artistic conception of the way of heaven, it has become a special law, and it has a trace of Jiuding's breath.

It seems that his two hours of effort were not in vain.

Yang Hun was very calm and didn't say a word, but the Tianmomen on the opposite side was not calm.

Seeing Yang Hun, he didn't say a word.

A trace of blood-red mist visible to the naked eye appeared on Wang Tang's handsome face.

There was a crackling sound similar to the crackling of bones.

Seeing this, Wanwusheng twitched his eyebrows, knowing that they, the ancestor of Tianmomen, were angry.

So drink it quickly.

"I'm not sensible at all, elders and hall masters, teach me a lesson!"

With Wang Tang as a backer.

Wan Wusheng was no longer cautious, and his face turned cold from the previous peace in an instant.

to be honest!He has long wanted to do it.

If it weren't for the fear of what cards Yang Hun was carrying, he would dare to come here.