The first thousand two hundred and seventy-four chapters
"Who is it among the four great geniuses?"
Ning Qi smiled faintly.
"Wang Wei!"
When Wang Wu said these two words, he almost gritted his teeth.
At this moment, a figure suddenly flew out from the gate of the giant tower hundreds of feet high, landing heavily on the ground, covered in wounds.
"Zuo Chaoyang? He was actually injured so seriously. Could it be that he had reached the eleventh level, right?"
In an instant, countless figures came through the air, looking at the embarrassed figure with a look of surprise.
The embarrassed figure struggled to sit up, swallowed a few pills, and began to heal in front of everyone. At the same time, another figure broke out from the inside and fell not far away from everyone.
"Another one? What's going on today? It seems that the genius Wang Wei of the Wang family is also inside."
The monks showed surprise on their faces. In the past, they would do their best to go through Shanhaiguan. Even if they were injured occasionally, they would only be minor injuries and would never be as embarrassed as these two people.
Ning Qi looked at the second figure flying out of the giant tower of the sky, and a strange look suddenly appeared in his eyes. Under Wang Wu's surprised gaze, he walked towards the figure.
"A monk in the Eternal Realm?"
When all the Dharma met Ning Qi, they frowned slightly. Why did the monks in the Eternal Realm come to Shanhaiguan to join in the fun?
"Brother Wu, do you need help?"
Ning Qi smiled faintly.
The embarrassed figure heard Ning Qi's voice and froze all over. Then he looked up at Ning Qi in disbelief: "Why are you here?"
"Of course I'm here for something."
Ning Qi rolled his eyes.
Wu Yin struggled to stand up from the ground. Just as he was about to say something, his eyes were alert to the gate of the giant tower of the sky. He saw three figures slowly walking out of it. The figure leading the figure was slender, looking like he was in his twenties or thirties, wearing blue clothes, and very handsome, but his eyes were very cold, and his body exuded the mid-stage breath of Dharma Realm.
On both sides of him, there was a man and a woman standing on each side, exuding the early stages of the Dharma Realm.
"It's Wang Wei!"
A trace of fear flashed in the eyes of many monks in the Dharma Realm, and subconsciously took a few steps back. At this time, Wang Wei glanced at Wu Yin, who was healing and standing beside Ning Qi, and said, "Just at the tenth level, I saw with my own eyes that you got something like that. I handed it over and spare you all today."
"It turns out that Zuo Chaoyang and this person were injured by Wang Wei..."
Everyone suddenly realized, and then they were extremely curious about what was it for, and Wang Wei would attack them?
I believe that the geniuses in the middle stage of the Dharma Realm are not ordinary things, right?
"Bah! I got it and it's mine. Why give it to you? Is there any kingly law in the world?"
Wu Yin said angrily.
"King Fa? Who has the biggest fist? Who is the king? There are so many geniuses here today, but who dares to stand up for you two?"
Wang Wei said lightly.
Everyone looked at each other and remained silent. They did not dare to attack Wang Wei. Even the many transformed dragon clans present had agreed to Wang Wei's strength at this moment.
"Talk the things to Brother Wang, and wait until Brother Wang passes the thirteenth level and is accepted by the Creator as his personal disciple. Your benefits will inevitably be lost at that time."
The female cultivator beside Wang Wei spoke lightly.
"Jian Ling'er, you are not Wang Wei's wife yet. You can't wait to speak for him?"
Wu Yin sneered.
The female cultivator showed a hint of anger in her eyes and scolded Wu Yin: "Don't toast or not eat the punishment. Is this a merely a casual cultivator? How dare you shake the tree by shaking a tree?"
"What the hell is it... Jian Ling'er said that that thing can help Wang Wei reach the thirteenth level, what is it..."
The monks nearby showed a contemplative look in their eyes.
"What's wrong with the casual cultivator? If I were a family member, I'm afraid I'm in the late stage of the Dharma Realm today, and you are just a native chicken and a tile dog in my eyes!"
Wu Yin sneered.
"What a arrogant tone!"
Jian Ling'er was furious and wanted to take action, but the young man next to Wang Wei who had not spoken was the first to act.
"Um?"
Ning Qi's fist gradually tightened, and at this moment, a sudden pressure came from the sky, causing the young man to stop his movements. With a bang, a young man with an extremely strong figure fell in front of everyone. He was as strong as a little giant, two feet tall.
"It's Baxia Pudu! He's here again!"
A trace of fear flashed in everyone's eyes, and when the dragon monks present saw the arrival of the young man, they all stepped forward to salute and said to His Highness Pudu.
"Shanhaiguan does not allow private fights. I dominate the Dragon Clan's rules. How dare you humans not abide by it?"
Baxia Pudu glanced at the young man coldly, and when his eyes swept over Wang Wei, an extremely enthusiastic fighting spirit flashed in his eyes.
After seeing Baxia Pudu, the young man's eyes suddenly became solemn, and he couldn't help but look at Wang Wei.
Wang Wei smiled and said to Baxia Pudu: "Brother Pudu, this person stole the things that belonged to me. I just asked him to return them. Do you even have to worry about this?"
"Oh? Snatched your stuff?"
Baxia Pudu looked at Wu Yin coldly, and saw that he was just an ordinary early stage monk in the Dharma Realm, not a famous genius. A trace of disdain flashed in his eyes and said lightly: "You snatched him something and gave it back to him!"
"Your Highness Pudu, the things were obtained by Brother Chaoyang and I. It was clearly because Wang and Wei wanted to steal our things!"
Wu Yin hurriedly bowed.
At the same time, Zuo Chaoyang, who had been healing, finally recovered a little. He stood up from the ground and looked at Wang Wei angrily.
"You are so shameless! There are so many reasons to rob one!"
"I saw the things first, that's mine. Without my permission, what qualifications do you have to take them away?"
Wang Wei said lightly, although there was not much fireworks in his voice, the murderous intent gradually emanating from his body made many monks feel chilled.
However, the nearby dragon clan gradually surrounded him, and each transformed dragon clan was much taller than the human clan. In a moment, hundreds of dragons in the Dharma Realm surrounded Wang and Wei.
A trace of fear flashed in Jian Ling'er and another young man's eyes.
After a while, Wang Wei smiled faintly, removed the murderous intent on his body, and said to the Baxia Pudu: "Brother Pudu, why should he be so tense?"
"Haha, I know you will give me some face. It's all gone."
Baxia Pudu laughed loudly and waved his hand. The nearby dragon clan immediately dispersed, and Jian Ling'er felt relieved.
Chapter completed!