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Chapter 2072 What are you?

The evil shadow had a very strong aura, and a black aura was shrouded in hundreds of meters around him, which was creepy.

The monks nearby were shocked by the oppression of evil spirits, and felt that they were far away from the evil shadows and did not dare to get close to them.

Xieying is extremely withdrawn and doesn't like to be disturbed. She almost never talks and talks in front of outsiders.

Over time, the land of Nanyuan was rumored to be full of evil shadows, and they were ruthless and liked to kill.

No one of the younger generation dared to touch his brows.

Leng Tianshuang felt a little unhappy when she saw Xie Ying ignored her, but she didn't dare to contradict her because of the other party's powerful strength.

"Hmph, this guy is still so arrogant.

Entering the tomb of the Goddess, without the Demon Sword Saint Evil, my young master's strength may not be much weaker than him." Leng Tianshuang sneered on her own.

Long Quan on the side sarcastically said, "Get it, Master Leng. Even if you don't have a magic sword, the strength of Xie Ying is not comparable to you and I." Leng Tianshuang said a little dissatisfied and was about to say something.

Another light of escape flew from the distance.

This time, a purple-gold gourd was flying in. On the gourd was a cold woman in a white dress and a mask. She had a transcendent temperament, with a hint of holy atmosphere, a hint of mystery and charm, making her look like a fairy who is not in the world, and can only be seen from afar and not desecrated.

"It's Miss Yuyao!" "I love you, Miss Yuyao!" "Love you, how could Fairy Yuyao look down on a sloppy cultivator like you?" "Hey, what a pity.

Why does Miss Yuyao wear a mask? I won't let me wait to see the fairy's face." "Tsk, it's because you have too many vulgar men that Miss Yuyao is unwilling to show her true face." At the foot of the Goddess Peak Mountain, almost all the male cultivators' eyes shining, staring at the woman wearing a white mask on the purple gold gourd.

The purple gold gourd fell to the ground, and countless male cultivators shouted "Miss Yuyao" excitedly at the foot of the mountain, all of whom were fascinated by the masked woman.

Of course, no matter how obsessed you are, no male monk dares to come forward to chat with this girl Yuyao. Their status is unique and they cannot reach it.

Yu Yao, the peak cultivation level of the God Transformation, is the daughter of the Mahayana monk, the second-ranked Mahayana monk, and the third-ranked Mahayana monk, the Saint Bai Wei.

Both of her parents are Mahayana monks, and her background alone is invincible! Yu Yao's appearance is originally beautiful, but the reason why she wears a mask is that she doesn't like being watched by everyone.

Leng Tianshuang and Longquan looked at the beauty on the purple gold gourd, and their souls were about to be hooked away.

Shen Lang also glanced at the woman in a white dress wearing a mask, thinking in his heart whether to go up and say hello to her? After all, his master and the Jade-faced Boy Senior are friends.

After thinking about it, I would just forget it. Shen Lang felt that this was suspected of being acquainted.

The girl wears a mask just to keep a low profile. If she wants to do that, she might dislike her.

The purple gold gourd happened to be parked behind the Liuli Seven Treasure Cart, and Yu Yao put away the flying magic weapon.

Longquan's eyes were shiny, he whispered, "I haven't seen him for many years, Miss Yuyao has become more and more beautiful!" When he heard this, Leng Tianshuang, who was beside him, despised Longquan's picking up girls in his heart.

Girl Yuyao is wearing masks, how do you know that she is getting more and more beautiful? Talking lies with your eyes open will only make other girls feel hypocritical.

Leng Tianshuang decided to pick up a conversation in the most polite way. He hurriedly walked out of the Liuli Qibao Car, clasped his fists at Yu Yao and said, "I have seen Miss Yu Yao for a long time, Leng's heart..." Before Leng Tianshuang could finish her words, she was interrupted by Yu Yao.

"My sister has seen two fellow Taoists." Yu Yao bent down and bowed with a straight bow. Her voice was like a bell, but it was quite cold, as if she had no affection for these two people.

Leng Tianshuang looked embarrassed and had to say repeatedly: "Miss Yuyao, be polite." Long Quan smiled and said, "Now Miss Yuyao has arrived, and all the descendants of the Mahayana-stage powerful men in the Land of Nanyuan have arrived, right?" "Yes, among the Mahayana-stage seniors in Nanyuan, Fazhao is a Buddhist monk and has no descendants. The only disciple passed away on the trip to the tomb of the goddess a thousand years ago.

Now there are only you, I, Miss Yuyao, and Xieying, who are descendants of the powerful men in the Mahayana stage of Nanyuan." Leng Tianshuang commented.

"It seems that this time, we and the four of us are competing against each other.

I don’t want to find the treasures of the tomb of the Goddess, I hope to find some treasures as much as possible.” Longquan put a folding fan in his hand and smiled faintly.

Judging from Longquan's tone, he seemed to have not taken other monks seriously.

In fact, according to the letters left by monk Nanyuan, the tomb of the Goddess is indeed the only strongest person who is qualified to obtain treasures of heaven and earth.

When entering the tomb of the Goddess, all monks will be teleported to different locations by a powerful force of the law, but the environment is similar.

At the beginning, all monks will be teleported to the outermost periphery of the Goddess’ tomb, which is filled with fierce gale winds and extremely powerful.

If ordinary late-stage monks in the God-Cultivation stage do not have certain abilities, they are easily killed by the Gangfeng! As for the treasure of the Goddess’ tomb, it is located in the center, so the monks must advance from the outer Gangfeng area towards the center.

The first level of the gale wind can eliminate most monks.

The closer you get to the middle, the higher the intensity of the gale wind will be. If a cultivator does not have certain ability, don’t even think about passing the first level.

Among the about a hundred monks, it would be nice to have ten monks break through the first level.

Needless to say, there are more difficult levels and threats later.

From ancient times to the present, no monk in the God Transformation Stage has been able to reach the center of the Goddess’ tomb.

The treasure of the Goddess’ tomb has always been an unsolved mystery.

Yu Yao did not follow the conversation between Leng Tianshuang and Long Quan, but asked indifferently: "My sister wants to ask the two fellow Taoists, have you ever seen the disciple of Senior Yun Henzi?" "The disciple of Senior Yun Henzi?" The two were stunned for a moment, and Long Quan frowned and said: "Hasnzi Yun Henzi been away from the world to practice? Where did the disciples come from?" Yu Yao explained: "It's true that Senior Yun Henzi accepted a disciple thirty years ago, and seemed to be a cultivator in the middle stage of God Transformation." Leng Tianshuang sneered: "Can you also call a disciple in the middle stage of God Transformation? Haha, I didn't expect that Senior Yun Henzi, who has always been under the guise of escaping the world, actually set his sights on the tomb of the Goddess.

Even if you really accept your disciples, how can that little bit of garbage cultivation compete with us?" Yu Yao frowned, and her pretty face under the mask was extremely cold: "Fellow Daoist Leng, you are a powerful descendant, you should be careful in your words and actions. How can you belittle other powerful disciples at will? It's so rude!" Senior Yun Henzi was her father's friend, and Leng Tianshuang's words made Yu Yao extremely dissatisfied.

Seeing Yu Yao so excited, Leng Tianshuang hurriedly said, "Miss Yu Yao, you are wrong. Leng means that although Senior Yun Henzi is also a powerful person, he is not a Mahayana cultivator after all, and he is definitely much inferior to our biological father and mother.

The status of his disciple is naturally ranked behind me, and there is no comparison." "Hahaha, I cannot pretend that my fellow Taoist said this, Chen, as if he hadn't heard it!" A loud shout came from not far from the foot of the mountain.
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