I rely on krypton gold to be invincible in all realms

Chapter 227

"Calm down, damn dog! Calm down!"

The old Taoist who had been silent all this time suddenly took action, clamped Dahei's dog mouth with both hands, and pulled it aside.

Father, like son!

He realized that Qin Shou probably just wanted to disgust the two guys and didn't really want to sell the dog.

Just think about it, which fool would be willing to spend tens of millions of top-grade immortal essence to buy a dog?

Obviously, the two people from Taixuan Immortal Sect opposite also understood Qin Shou's intention.

Si Wuming's expression turned completely cold, and Mo Yan, who was standing beside him, shouted coldly:

"Young man, do you know what you are talking about?"

"Do you know how much ten million top-grade immortal sources are worth? It's enough to buy ten of your lives."

"Fellow Daoist, are you kidding me or teasing me?" Si Wuming's voice was ice-cold, and a terrifying aura emanated from his body as he spoke.

Rumble!

A muffled thunder-like sound was heard in the void, and heavy pressure instantly enveloped the entire space.

"Be bold!"

Behind Qin Shou, Wanhun shouted coldly and waved his hand to dispel the heavy aura.

"Hmm?" Si Wuming's eyes narrowed and his gaze fell on Wanhun.

Only then did he notice the person who had been standing behind Qin Shou.

And from the aura leaked from the other party's attack just now, he instantly confirmed that the other party was one of the people he had sensed in the battle before.

On the opposite side, Qin Shou looked at Wan Hun with admiration, then turned his gaze to Si Wuming and the other two.

He spread his hands and said innocently:

"I told you, as long as you take out tens of millions of top-grade immortal sources, I can give you either a dog or a nourishing spirit flower."

"Now that you are unwilling to give up these immortal sources, why are you blaming me?"

"Hmph!" Si Wuming snorted coldly and looked at Qin Shou with a cold expression.

"I don't want to be an enemy of you, fellow Taoist, but I will definitely take the Yang Shen Flower and the dog away."

"If you change your words now, you can still get 500,000 top-grade immortal sources. Otherwise..."

"Or just rob it?" Qin Shou smiled.

He spoke softly, finishing what the other person hadn't finished.

"It's great that you understand, fellow Daoist!"

"You may be quite powerful, but if I want to suppress you, it won't be too much trouble."

Si Wuming did not deny it, his tone was cold.

As a core elder of the Taixuan Immortal Sect, he is confident that he can suppress Qin Shou and others even if they are at the same level as him.

After all, even between immortals of the same realm, there is a huge watershed.

How can the immortal kings from the ten great immortal sects be compared with the immortal kings from some small places and small forces?

"Brother, what are you talking about?"

"If you and I take action and kill everyone, the Yang Shen Flower and the dog will naturally be ours."

Mo Yan moved his feet slightly and appeared on the other side. He and Si Wuming attacked from the front and back, "surrounding" Qin Shou and his men.

"Fellow Daoist Qin!"

"senior!"

"Boss Qin!"

Hua Xuan, Hua Linglong, Dahei and the old Taoist priest all changed their expressions and moved closer to Qin Shou.

Qin Shou remained calm in response to this.

However, after feeling the gradually rising aura from Si Wuming and the other man, he suddenly sighed.

He originally wanted to keep things peaceful and didn't plan to confront the Taixuan Immortal Sect now, but since the other party really wanted to die, he couldn't blame him.

He took a step back and stood behind Wanhun, a cold voice coming out of his mouth.

"Kill them!"

boom!

As soon as the voice was uttered, a terrifying aura instantly rose from Wanhun beside him.

In the entire central space, invisible evil spirit wrapped around this gloomy atmosphere, turning into a terrifying storm that raged.

At this moment, the sky seemed to become even darker.

"Jie Jie..."

"Master, don't worry!"

"They are just two bandits who are not even at the peak of Immortal Lord. I will capture them right away."

Wan Hun laughed strangely and cast a cold gaze at Si Wuming and Mo Yan.

Although he was submissive to his master, he had been reduced from a free and easy Half-Step Immortal King to a slave, and he had been holding back a lot of anger in his heart. The two guys in front of him were just the right place for him to vent his anger.

At this time, Si Wuming and Mo Yan were also shocked by the aura emanating from Wan Hun.

"This aura, is it the peak of the Immortal Lord?"

"Such a strong evil spirit, are you not a normal human?"

Si Wuming stared at Wan Hun with a serious expression.

The aura emanating from the other party was not like that of a human at all. Instead, it was extremely similar to the countless evil spirits breeding on this battlefield.

"Human race?"

"Hehe... Once I take over and merge with your body, I will become a human."

Wanhun laughed evilly.

He took a step forward, and tremendous pressure crashed towards Si Wuming.

boom!

The void collapsed, and under this terrifying pressure, it was like a broken mirror, bursting with countless terrifying cracks.

"Humph!"

"you wanna die!"

Si Wuming shouted coldly, collected his thoughts in time, raised one hand and slashed down.

A piercing sword light condensed out of thin air, as if it was going to cut the heaven and earth in half.

Bang!

The void vibrated, the sword light and momentum collided with each other, and a shocking roar erupted.

Then, it shattered into pieces in Si Wuming's surprised and shocked eyes, and was dispersed by the terrifying momentum.

Immediately afterwards, his entire body was blown away by the aftermath of this momentum, his legs stomping repeatedly in the air, and he retreated nearly a thousand miles before he could barely stabilize his body.

The spaces along the way were trampled into holes.

“How could it be…but the aura is so strong!”

Si Wuming stepped on the void and looked in the direction of Wanhun with shock, with disbelief in his eyes.

Although it was just a casual attack from him, its power was no less than that of an ordinary peak-level Immortal King. Not only did he fail to break the opponent's momentum, but he was also blown away.

At this time, Mo Yan's figure flashed and appeared beside Si Wuming, with the same serious look in his eyes.

"Junior Brother Mo Yan, this man is extraordinary. Let's join forces and kill him first."

Si Wuming glanced at Mo Yan, his voice cold and full of murderous intent.

"Okay!" Mo Yan nodded.

Just at this moment, Wanhun came from the sky.

With a wave of his hand, countless black air gathered and condensed into rune chains emitting faint light, which wrapped around the two of them.

"Have you discussed how to die?"