When Russell heard the thunderous sound and the heavy iron fist, his whole soul was shaken and he almost vomited blood due to depression.
Big brother.
One of us!
But the fist had no intelligence at all. It seemed to have sensed the strong smell of incense on Russell's body and punched him again and again.
Even gods would find it difficult to withstand such a huge momentum, let alone Russell.
He was hit so hard that stars appeared in his eyes, everything went dark in front of him, and his body fell straight into the Yangtze River.
The monks on the shore slowly woke up. When they saw Russell falling into the Yangtze River, they were stunned at first, and then their faces were filled with ecstasy.
This is the Heavenly Master.
Even a Heavenly Master who failed to transcend the tribulation is a huge treasure!
Not to mention that his body is the best puppet material, just keeping him by your side and smelling his scent can prolong your life.
This is simply Tang Monk's meat.
The crowd rushed forward very quickly, some even drew their weapons, ready to attack from behind at any time.
Maybe Russell was too tempting, so everyone rushed over in unison without getting tangled halfway.
As they reached the Yangtze River, the group of people were like the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea, each showing their magical powers. Some jumped directly into the Yangtze River, some picked leaves and put them under their feet to cross. Then, there was the sound of a flute, and a big fish appeared in the river and carried them across.
All kinds of things, looking extremely weird.
But no matter how hard they pushed forward, they couldn't get close and kept circling around the center of the river. Some stubborn ones jumped with all their strength, but were instantly knocked away by a golden light and fell into the river, vomiting blood.
Everyone was extremely depressed because they couldn't get close to Bao'er.
Even if they can't get it and let them go, everyone still feels unwilling and has a little bit of hope.
just in case…
What if I get it
Maybe, I can also get a glimpse of the secrets of the Heavenly Master.
Everyone sat cross-legged by the river, watching quietly. Soon the news attracted people from all corners of the world, and they all came to give it a try.
One, two... countless people, the number of people coming was endless, and the looks in their eyes changed from expectation to indifference and then to ridicule. They sat on the shore pointing and talking, with the arrogance of old seniors, watching the jokes of the newcomers and the embarrassment of them.
"Look at this, I wonder which sect it belongs to?"
"Judging from his attire, he's probably a casual cultivator."
"Another idiot. Haha, how can a fool like him get close to such a treasure?"
Amid the crowd's sneers, a figure slowly approached the center of the Yangtze River. Everyone was expecting a flash of golden light to instantly beat the man to the point of vomiting blood.
But the man's figure floated farther and farther away, which shocked everyone and they stood up in unison.
No one knew what the man said to the Yangtze River. The next moment, waves appeared on the surface of the river, and a man radiating golden light emerged from the waves.
It was Russell!
Everyone suddenly realized what was happening and it was too late to rush over. A huge wave hit them, and the man escaped with Russell.
In full view of everyone, the big baby they had been guarding for several days ran away.
The cooked duck flew away!
Almost in the blink of an eye, the man and his boat had flown dozens of miles along the Yangtze River and disappeared in front of everyone.
This feeling of regret made everyone slap their thighs in regret, but soon, someone discovered something else.
A cultivator who was good at swimming was lurking in the water of the Yangtze River. He unexpectedly dug out a coffin from inside, a blood-red coffin.
The coffin that can be buried in the Yangtze River is either a demon or a zombie, and there must be a magical tool to suppress it.
Under normal circumstances, such a creature would be a disaster as soon as it appeared, causing panic among the residents.
But what if it is now
The many leaders and elders gathered by the Yangtze River narrowed their eyes slightly and exuded a strong aura.
Not to mention the little zombies, even if the zombie king comes, he has to kneel!
"Open the coffin!"
An old senior shouted in a low voice, and the big red coffin was opened instantly. The person lying in the coffin was not a demon or a zombie, but a person!
Moreover, his face was ruddy, his eyes were closed, and there was a faint breathing sound, which was faint but still escaped everyone's ears.
Is this... sleeping
Everyone looked strange. Sleeping in a coffin, this habit...
At this time, the person in the coffin seemed to have noticed something strange and woke up slowly. When he opened his eyes, he saw hundreds of earth master-level masters surrounding him and looking at him. He immediately thought "MMP" in his heart.
He forced a smile and said, "I was robbed on the road and locked in a coffin. Excuse me, where is this?"
Being put into a coffin is really miserable.
Many experts felt disappointed when they saw that his breath was weak, as they had originally thought they could gain some benefit from it.
At this moment, someone in the crowd suddenly said, "I remember that a few hundred years ago, there was a group called the Hundred Beasts Sect who also liked to sleep in coffins."
There is no cleverer way of speaking than this, the words are vague, but the main point is clear. The surrounding cultivators were confused, but the faces of the sect leaders were shining. How could they not have heard of the great name of the Hundred Beasts Sect
That is the famous Gou Clan!
Those who practice the techniques of the Hundred Beasts Sect are famous for their longevity.
Seeing everyone's unfriendly faces, the man in the coffin couldn't help but curse in his heart, but on the surface he was kind and aggrieved, "How could I be that..."
Before he finished speaking, a voice of sudden enlightenment rang out from the crowd, "I remember now, you are Chen Laogou, the leader of the Hundred Beasts Sect!"
"I am not ..."
"I have a portrait of you at home!"
"I… "
"Tsk tsk, you've lived for at least five hundred years, right?"
Chen Laogou looked at the strange looks of the people around him and couldn't help but collapse. Who is harming me
At this time, the knowledgeable passerby in the crowd left quietly, and as he walked, he turned into a paper man, which ignited without wind and disappeared without a trace.
On the boat in the distance, Uncle Jiu looked at his young apprentice helplessly, "It's been ten years, why are you still holding a grudge against me?"
"Humph, who asked Chen Laogou to cheat me and use me as a pawn?"
Russell couldn't help but snort. He was tricked by this guy back then and almost attacked Guan Yu's reincarnation. If a fight broke out, he would be dead in the end.
This guy ran very fast. I searched for him for many years but couldn't find him. I thought there was no way to find him, after all, the country is so big.
But I didn't expect such a coincidence that I ran into him. The coffin had buried itself at the bottom of the Yangtze River. You are really lucky!
What a coward!
This little guy is still as petty as ever.
Uncle Jiu couldn't help but laugh, but soon he asked with concern, "Have you broken through to the Heavenly Master level?"
"No."
"How far have you come?"
"The calamity of man."
Russell felt depressed just thinking about it. He was practicing the Human Emperor Technique and the smell of incense was too strong on his body. As a result, he encountered such a thing. It was extremely difficult to get through it.
He lowered his voice and said, "Master, I have to leave. I can't stay on the mainland anymore. I have to go somewhere else."
Russell, who was being targeted by the calamity at this time, did not dare to use his soul at all. Once he used his soul, he would be hit by several punches.
The pain in his soul was much greater than the pain in his body. After a few more hits, he felt like his soul was going to shatter.
If I can't afford to offend you, can't I just hide away
"Where are you going?"
"HK!"