You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Chapter 881 Old Friend

"Okay, okay, Ji Mu, after all these years, you are still so arrogant and don't take anyone seriously. You were like this a thousand years ago, and you are still like this now. But now you have become an ant, so how can you have the confidence to say this? Do you think that you can only rely on the galaxy formation on this flying boat? If so, I hope you won't kneel down and kowtow later! To be honest, I am looking forward to you doing this!"

Someone in the shadow of the black fog spoke in a sinister tone, as if he had a big grudge against Ji Mu.

"Haha, it's Liu Zhan, the Immortal in the Painting, right? After all these years, your voice is still so piercing, and you only know how to use shady tactics from the shadows. If it weren't for your father, you would have been cut into thousands of pieces long ago. You've incurred public outrage and yet you don't just stay put. You could easily die a violent death! Now you're someone else's lackey. Could your father be one of them? What an interesting family! They all love being dogs!"

"And the guy who just yelled to show off his superiority, that was Han Xuyao, right? Since when did this little brother want to ride on the master's head and shit? Otherwise, if you suppress your cultivation to the Kaihua realm, I will beat you into a pig's head again!"

The handsome uncle officially started to criticize the black fog: "One by one, my old friends have become the running dogs of highway robbers, fawning to survive, with no pride at all. It's pitiful, so sad~~~"

The contemptuous words echoed through the void, penetrating every corner. It seemed that some tricks were used to achieve this effect.

The handsome uncle glanced around and recognized many old friends from the voices just now, but now they had become a group of wolves.

"Your mouth is still as bad as it was a thousand years ago! Watch me break your formation and rip your mouth apart!"

Liu Zhan's sinister voice sounded again, and soon he unfolded the thousand-foot scroll. With a slight shake, the fairy light illuminated the darkness, and ferocious beasts emerged from the scroll. The ferocious beasts were all made of ink, lifelike, as if they really existed. Rushing in the front was a blood unicorn covered with bone spurs. It was incredibly fast, and with every step it took, ink marks appeared in the surrounding space, condensing into a landscape of ink and wash painting, assimilating this space channel.

"It's still this shabby domain? It seems that you, the immortal in the painting, have not made any progress in these years except for your cultivation! Back then, I could break it with one punch, but now I have just added some rules, and it still looks weak and fragile. It's boring!" The handsome uncle shook his head, raised his defense, sat down, and leisurely began to drink tea with Master Kongxuan.

Robbers: Are you so calm? We're robbing and killing people!

But the next moment, the ferocious beasts transformed by ink roared and retreated repeatedly, and some of their teeth were broken, as if they had bitten into stones. In contrast, the cross-border flying boat did not move at all.

A high-level Earth-grade formation? The powerful ones could be considered to know the source of Shuai Dashu's confidence. This formation could be considered the protective formation of a top sect. If they wanted to break it, even if they joined forces for several days, they might not be able to do so.

Even Li Yuesu was confused. A high-level Earth-grade formation? Shouldn't it be an intermediate-level formation? Had the formation mutated?

Liu Zhan's face was grim. He said to the surrounding black fog, "If we attack together, even a high-level Earth-level formation will be unable to withstand the siege. We can break it in less than half a day!"

All of a sudden, the people around responded in unison. Some were covered in black fog, some had faces that could not be seen due to the strong spiritual light, and some were covered in black clothes. Figures broke away from the black clouds and surrounded the flying boat. Without exception, when the spiritual consciousness scanned these people, it was difficult to glimpse the true faces. It seemed that even though the handsome uncle had been gone for many years, his influence was still there.

Even though the handsome uncle can make fun of him, the powerful man is ultimately a mid-to-high-level powerful man, and some of them even have the ability to fight with the handsome uncle at the same time. Naturally, the power of his attack at this moment should not be underestimated.

Amidst the trembling earth and mountains, the thousands-foot-long flying boat was engulfed in countless balls of light, its hull swaying and causing many disciples to stumble and fall. Crackling sounds echoed continuously; it wasn't the flying boat that was damaged, but rather the spatial passageway that began to crack. Hundreds of powerful beings attacked simultaneously, and an extremely intense void storm slowly gathered.

The powerful people who were about to attack were shocked. How could they have forgotten this? The spiritual energy in the void was difficult to dissipate and it was easy to condense into a void storm. What's more, hundreds of powerful people attacked together. If they were in the storm, it would be equivalent to bearing the attacks of hundreds of powerful people at the same time. They would be buried in an instant, and nothing would be left. Not to mention this cross-border flying boat, even they would not be spared.

The attack suddenly stopped, and all the powerful people fled in panic, unable to avoid it. It was completely different from before.

"Hmph! Trash! If what you want is destroyed in the void storm, you won't have any need to live!!" The venerable one hidden in the black fog shouted coldly, and the sound exploded in the heart of the powerful man, bringing waves of oppression. Then, the dark and terrifying spiritual power like flowing water was added to the barrier of the channel, and the cracked space channel became much more stable. The void storm was compressed by this power into an energy ball and thrown into the void storm.

The Venerable couldn't help but take action! There was a treasure on the flying boat that could help him make further progress, so he naturally wouldn't sit idly by.

After a fierce attack, the stars dimmed considerably, but were not broken. At this moment, the handsome uncle was directing his disciples to carry wooden barrels filled with spirit crystals to replenish the spiritual power of the formation. He turned back and taunted, "When we were all geniuses, you were so full of pride. I never thought you would become slaves at someone else's knees. Why don't you come to my Yuling Sect? The treatment is good, and you don't have to worry about others' feelings. Isn't that wonderful?"

The word "slave under the knees" seemed to hurt the fragile self-esteem of some powerful people. Many people blushed and stared at the handsome uncle as if they wanted to eat him.

"Ji Mu, after I break into your boat, I will sew your mouth shut, refine you into a spirit slave, and drive you for a thousand years! To quell the hatred in my heart!" Liu Zhan roared, his eyes red, feeling extremely humiliated.

"Yo yo yo, it seems like it hits the point of my heart!!" the handsome uncle said in a mean way, and his voice was quite loud.

Another figure stood out, this time without any disguise. He had a youthful appearance, short, capable hair, and a straight figure under his black clothes. His eyebrows were very thick and full of nobility. It was Han Xuyao ​​who followed Ji Mu a thousand years ago.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Ji has been away for a long time, but he doesn't know the Central Region. If he doesn't choose to attach himself to others, it will be difficult for him to find a chance to make a name for himself in this world! Could it be that Fellow Daoist Ji still wants to stand and gain face and opportunities? Fellow Daoist Ji has broken with Bing Zun, why not choose another wise leader? Why don't you give us those things? With Fellow Daoist Ji's wisdom, maybe you and I will have a chance to become his advisors."

This time, Ji Mu was much more serious. He said to his former brother, "You should know what happened and why you broke with the Venerable. You know my attitude and my character. I will never bow down to this group of immortal slaves! If the great era is approaching, do you really think that such a being will choose to protect you? Xu Yao, how could you not know? And you shouldn't have advised me!"

A look of pain flickered across the handsome uncle's face, and he continued, "I practiced cultivation to seek immortality, but after realizing the price I had to pay, I realized that this wasn't the path for me! What choice do you want me to make?"