Top Strong Cultivator as a Teacher

"It's in trouble."

Xiang Yang's eyes were on Mei Aoxue, who was absorbing the power of endless luck. The more extraordinary the atmosphere displayed by Mei Aoxue at the moment, the more dangerous it was.

This time the danger, even after Xiang Yang met, felt very tricky.

This is coveted by a group of powerful saints.

You have to know that there are so many Holy Realm powerhouses in the entire heavens and all realms, no one knows, and almost all of these Holy Realm Powerhouses are stuck in the pinnacle realm and cannot find a way to become a chaotic saint.

If they discovered the appearance of Mei Aoxue, the daughter of destiny, they felt that if they got Mei Aoxue, they would get enough luck to break through the sanctification.

Then, Mei Aoxue's danger level can be imagined.

"A bloody case is brewing."

Not only Xiang Yang was thinking, but even the Emperor Yuxi also frowned, she whispered, "Should I ask my father to protect my sister, otherwise, Sister Mei is really in danger."

"This matter, we Wanxian Tianzhou should not be involved in it."

But at this time, the faces of the two old men who followed Mei Aoxue even showed a rare serious color. Their eyes looked at the East Emperor Yuxi, Shen Sheng said, "This matter involves the heavens and the world. All Yasheng is definitely a very serious question. Even if we are the descendants of the ancient demon Tianzhou, it is very difficult to protect her. "

"What about then?"

Donghuang Yuxi looked at Mei Aoxue and Xiang Yang, and whispered, "Can Xiang Yang, as the heir of that vein, protect Sister Mei?"

"If he is a saint, or if there is a chaotic saint in the vein behind him, he will be able to protect her comprehensively, but, I think it is impossible for that one to participate in such things." The old man on the right Said.

"That one is high up, in the chaos of turmoil, how could he be paying attention to it all the time." The one on the left also sighed, watching Mei Aoxue shaking his head constantly.

"What about Emperor Xu Ming?"

Xiang Yang's gaze looked at those holy realm powerhouses looming in the void, perhaps because Wanzhou Qiyun converged on Mei Aoxue's body, making countless holy realm powerhouses all appear.

At this moment, there are hundreds of powerful saints in the void. This is a terrible force. Even if Xiang Yang is so confident in his own strength, he has no certainty that he can fight against hundreds of saints. By.

"Unless I quickly break through to the Holy Realm, or the pinnacle of the realm of Dao, otherwise, it is too difficult to fight against the strongest Holy Realm." Xiang Yang whispered.

Among the strong men in the Holy Realm, he did not see what he knew.

However, because of this, Xiang Yang was even more anxious.

"Maybe this so-called war of destiny of Wanzhou is a conspiracy of the powerful in the Holy Realm?"

Xiang Yang suddenly thought of a possibility, his face changed greatly, his figure flashed, and the whole person instantly arrived around Mei Aoxue. Although he could not enter the infinite luck, he was the most Close to Mei Aoxue.

"After Mei Xiaoniu absorbs the power of luck, I will take her into Wuji Prosperous Mansion. , But can they take it away? "

Xiang Yang made up his mind that as long as Mei Aoxue had absorbed the power of these lucks, she would be included in the Wuji Prosperity House as quickly as possible. Able to capture Mei Aoxue.

However, these Yasheng seemed to understand Xiang Yang's idea. At this moment, a group of Yasheng appeared directly from the void, and came to Xiang Yang with a gentle smile on each face.

"It turns out that Xiaoyou is the heir of that line. I have heard about the name of Xiaoyou long ago. When I saw it today, it really deserves its reputation. It is indeed the heir of that line."

"Yes, Xiaoyou is really a dragon and a phoenix among people, and the god in the sword is also."

"The previous sword, I have also sensed it, but is the ancient saint summoned by the little friend?"

"..."

Later, this group of strong men smiled and said hello to Xiang Yang. If it was usual, it would allow a large group of Yasheng strong people to greet themselves. Even Xiang Yang would feel very fulfilled, but at this moment, he But he was able to sense that the purpose of these strong Asian champions was not himself, but when he wanted to snatch Mei Aoxue with himself, his heart suddenly sank.

The shamelessness of these Yashengs exceeded Xiang Yang's imagination, and he approached himself silently while greeting him, and at the same time, he also approached Mei Aoxue.

"Asshole ..."

Xiang Yang scolded secretly in his heart, on the surface with a smile, he saluted a group of Asian saints, and said with a smile, "The kid has seen the predecessors of the saints. Among all the realms, there are countless saints, but the mainstay of the heavens and all the realms. The boy had long wanted to see him, and today he finally realized his dream. "

"Master of Xiaoyou, but who is that?"

After hearing the fact that Xiang Yang talked about his master, these saints all had shocking colors on their faces.

Their faces changed slightly, and when they remembered that the legendary Master Xiang Yang was the one in that vein, they had a little drum in their hearts and saw Xiang Yang swear to protect Mei Aoxue. If they were really someone If Mei Aoxue is taken away, even if they can finally be sanctified, can they be compared with that one?

That one in the legend surpassed the existence of chaotic saints.

"Even if it can't be compared with him, but no matter how few you can become a saint of chaos, it is an immortal existence, and who can help me?"

Then, these Yashengs said to themselves that their desire for sanctification transcended everything, even when they knew that Xiang Yang was the Chaos Sword God in the ancient legend above, they made up their minds and they must take it away. Mei Aoxue.

"Ah, why is it that everyone is my master, why don't you know it, huh." Xiang Yang has been watching the eyes of these powerful men and found that although their eyes changed, they finally made a general decision. Xiang Yang's The heart sank suddenly.

He knows very well that these guys have made all preparations, and it is definitely not what they can say clearly in a few words, unless they can summon Master.

Thinking of this, Xiang Yang chuckled and said, "Since you have so many seniors here, why don't I invite my Master to meet you?"

"what?"

Xiang Yang's sentence exploded among the crowd like a chaotic world-destroying thunder, which made the faces of these sub-sage strong men change greatly, and they stared at Xiang Yang closely.

They want to find out whether Xiang Yang can really summon the legendary one. If they can really summon that one, then even if they are given 10,000 guts, they will not dare Think carefully about Mei Aoxue.

However, there was a fearless death who said with a smile, "Don't brag about it, little one, I know that all the saints of Chaos are in the depths of Chaos, and it is impossible to appear at any time. Even if you can contact your Master, you can Has that one called? That is impossible. "

"Senior laughed, my master, if I can't even invite my master, who do you think will see my master?"

Xiang Yang looked at the guy calmly. The other party was a gloomy middle-aged man with a devilish spirit, making Xiang Yang understand that the other party must have been an ancient demon who became Yasheng, and should be called a demon Saint .

"In this case, we really want to see the legendary Chaos Sword Sacred Venerable. Let's ask Xiaoyou to bring his old man over."

The demon saint strongman said with a chuckle.

"Yeah, it would be an honor for me to wait for you to invite your master to come and let me see you."

"Little friend, please."

Others also followed their mouths. They were all badhearted. If Xiang Yang could really invite his master out, they would n’t do anything if they were a big deal, and they would n’t believe it. There were hundreds of strong men in Asia. And, after others got the news in the follow-up, they came from various places. When the time came, they gathered all the heavens and sages. Even if they were so powerful, could they kill everyone?

If you are beheaded, who will fight against the exotic battle in the future?

Most of these guys have survived from ancient times, even if they have not experienced the battle between ancient times and foreign countries, but they have heard of it.

They know very well that although the real chaos holy talents are the mainstream in the battle against the exotic powerhouses, their sub-holy is also a force that cannot be ignored. If they lose their sub-holy, the Pangu chaotic world is over.

If it is just one or two Asian saints, they are really afraid that they will be exterminated by Xiang Yang ’s teachers, but the so-called law does not blame the public, and if they have too many people, they need not be afraid.

"When I need to ask my master, I will naturally ask him out of his old man's house."

Xiang Yang's expression is serious, but he is very anxious in his heart. The behavior of these old guys proves that there is no fear. He has understood that unless he can really invite the master out, otherwise, he wants to stop These Yasheng are unlikely.

"Ma De, this battle of the destiny of Wanzhou is a pit, a conspiracy of these Asian saints."

Xiang Yang scolded in his heart, he already understood that the promoters behind the so-called battle of destiny daughters of Wanzhou must be these saints, they may have already planned it, just to be able to bring all the destiny daughters into luck All converge on the same person, and then they can take away the daughter of destiny, and they can use the huge force of luck to impact the sage's realm.

"Eastern Emperor Xu Ming rewarded Qishen Stone, then, is this matter also related to him?"

Xiang Yang's eyes were cold, he always thought Xu Ming was a very good emperor. If the other party also participated in this matter, even as the mastermind, then he would be too disappointed.

However, Eastern Emperor Xu Ming did not appear here, which made Xiang Yang feel a little comforting.

"Wait if these guys really desperately want to snatch Mei Xiaoniu with me, even if this avatar is destroyed, I will show the magic sword of the first magic again, summon the ancient saints in the infinite time and space to come They are gone. "

Xiang Yang was ruthless in his heart. In Dantian, he opened a portal directly. It was the portal that connected the Wuji Prosperity Palace. The infinite energy was constantly flowing out, making the mana in his body endless.

If it is really going to be a big fight, then what if he fights him upside down?

boom!

At this time, with Mei Aoxue's absorption, the luck surrounding her became less and less, and her whole person looked more and more sacred.

The surrounding Yashengs were no longer in the mood to talk nonsense to Xiang Yang. They all looked at Mei Aoxue carefully, while also beware of other Yashengs. At that time, they started a scuffle between them to see who could be skilled. Take the lead, it's time to take Mei Aoxue away.

Every Yasheng can have the strength of a saint, and he has a little bit of practice. Everyone has their own background. Everyone is very confident in themselves. As long as they can take away the daughter of Heaven before others, you can be sure. Able to retreat with the daughter of fate.

"Asshole."

Xiang Yang's expression was cold. Since these guys simply didn't act anymore, he was too lazy to give these guys a good look, but his right hand was shocked. The demon sword transformed by the demon's war blade had been taken by him in his hands. The breath broke out.

However, no matter how powerful this breath is, it can't be compared with the Yasheng strong.

Although these sub-Sage strong men do not care about the strength of the breath erupting from Xiang Yang, Xiang Yang's initial demon gas makes them feel a little shocked.

"This is Shimogong, he actually got the inheritance of Shimo."

"That descendant's descendants actually practiced the first magic skill. What is the situation?"

"Isn't he a successor of that vein, but a fake ..."

These Yashengs murmured in their hearts one by one, they looked at Xiang Yang ’s talking demon sword, their eyes flashed, and they thought, if Xiang Yang is a false descendant, could they directly Xiang Yang is gone, taking everything from Xiang Yang.

"Xiaoyou, don't you mean that you are the descendant of that line? Why are you practicing the first demon skill of the devil?" The demon saint who opened before looked at Xiang Yang with a smile, and at the same time, his figure was facing Xiang Yang walked over, bursting out a strong breath and cracking down on ivory.

Obviously, this demon saint actually planned to be the first to directly deal with Xiang Yang.

"This is my avatar. My deity is practicing with my master. At this moment, the deity has told my master of everything that happened here." Xiang Yang said with awe of calmness on his face.

"Oh, then, what does your master say?" The demon saint strongman sneered, apparently did not believe what Xiang Yang said.

"My Master said that if your seniors would like to see his old man, although his old man is inconvenient to appear, if you have a random thought, there will be endless avatars that can come. At that time, maybe your seniors will not want to see it very much. My Master ’s doppelganger. "

Xiang Yang looked coldly at this group of Yasheng.

Obviously, at this time, everyone had almost torn his face, and he was also ready to use the strongest tricks to prepare with these guys desperately.

Even at this moment, Wan Xiang Bell emerged from Xiangyang's Dantian, and Lao Wan sighed and said, "Long forever, the world may have forgotten the name of Wan Cao, boss, if it is a last resort, you will Use this flesh-and-blood vitality to mobilize the ten thousand bells to strike. After the blow, the fairy world collapses, the heavens fall, and all the cause and effect are borne by these Yasheng. "