My eight sisters are the only ones who dote on me, and they are all crazy about supporting their you

The car arrived at the foot of the mountain safely and Wang Xiaoke got out of the car.

"You wait here for me."

The woman nodded in the car and watched him go into the forest.

"Strange, a man and a dog running so far, what on earth are they doing?"

Although she was confused, she didn't think much about it.

"I can sense that there is a very strong spiritual power fluctuation on the top of the mountain."

Wang Xiaoke jumped onto the branch and soared into the sky on his tiptoes.

"And that ominous formation, I guess Long Zhenzi is there too."

“Xiao Hei, rescue the beautiful sister later, and take her away first.”

The dog nodded repeatedly. He was used to helping his master.

Reach the top of the mountain.

Ao Danhong narrowed his eyes and watched the black shadow fall to the ground.

Long Zhenzi couldn't help sneering. This kid was really a fool.

With only half a step to Yuanying, he dares to face the Grand Master.

Could it be that because I have been defeated before, I feel so arrogant?

"Have you been waiting for me for a long time?"

Wang Xiaoke smiled as if he had met an old friend.

"Long Zhenzi, we meet again."

"I was lucky enough to let you get away last time, but it won't be that easy this time."

As he spoke, he noticed the hunchbacked old man in the lead and the large formation behind them.

There are members of the organization guarding that place, blocking it from visual and spiritual detection.

"Junior."

Ao Danhong had his hands behind his back, without a trace of spiritual energy in his body.

He looks like an old man, with a sense of returning to nature.

He looked at Wang Xiaoke with contempt.

"You have quite some courage to come here alone."

"I have been brave since I was a child."

Wang Xiaoke grinned and pointed to the large formation behind.

"Let Mo Yanyu go and apologize, and I will forgive you for what happened."

"Ha, arrogant." Ao Danhong dropped his hands, and at this moment his breath surged.

Standing there, it was as if he was one with the heaven and earth, emitting a terrifying aura.

Wang Xiaoke drew out the Golden Crow and suddenly asked.

"You want to take revenge on me because your apprentice was abandoned?"

"No."

"That's because I injured Long Zhenzi, and you want to take the limelight for him?"

"Not really." There was no emotion in Ao Danhong's eyes.

"I am very interested in you. Who on earth can train a half-step Nascent Soul cultivator who is less than 20 years old?"

He knew the bond between Wang Xiaoke and Wu Tu.

But that old fox definitely didn't have the ability to cultivate such a monster.

The only thing he was worried about now was the existence behind this person.

Can he afford to offend?

Wang Xiaoke sneered: "I have no obligation to tell you."

"Besides, who and what are you?"

Long Zhenzi almost took action and scolded with a gloomy face.

"You dare to insult the Grand Master, you are courting death!"

Ao Danhong raised his hand to signal, then replied with a smile.

"I am Ao Danhong, the chief leader of Tiansha."

"You are the chief cult leader. How can you have the nerve to order your subordinates to slaughter the independent cultivators and unite with the Divine Court to start a civil war?"

"So what?" Ao Danhong smiled as if in the spring breeze.

"They are as weak as ants, and it is an honor for them to become nutrients."

He looked sanctimonious, stroking his beard and speaking loudly.

"Cultivators are meant to fight against the heavens and the earth. Right and wrong are not important."

"Survival of the fittest. They are inferior in skills, so they deserve to die!"

This is the truth, the strong are above order.

What are rules, fairness, and morality.

To someone at Ao Danhong's level, it's all bullshit.

Wang Xiaoke frowned: "You are the most open-minded person I have ever met who will use power to pressure others."

"Young man, you are still too immature."

Ao Danhong stared at him, his white hair moving in the wind.

"If you were out of this world, you would understand what I mean."

Wang Xiaoke confronted him from a distance, and the aura of his cultivation was released instantly.

"I can't be like you, take action!"

"A mantis trying to stop a chariot, a mayfly trying to shake a tree." After Ao Danhong finished speaking, he started to take action.

He lifted his wrist, and the vast spiritual power of heaven and earth poured into his palm.

Three white petals condensed in an instant.

"Since you don't know what's good for you, I'll take you down and study you."

When the flowers bloom, the sky and the earth change color, and the earth seems as if hundreds of flowers are blooming, full of vitality.

Ao Danhong held up the flowers, and an illusory full moon appeared above his head.

"This is a unique technique that I created after years of meditation and observing the blooming and falling of flowers."

"It's called, the flowers are withered and the people are missing."

The delicate muscles and weak bones spread out the sound of the lute, and the golden stamens are radiant with flowing clouds.