Extraordinary Talent

Author: Xiao Pangu

When the head of the Ye family heard that he was asked to swear a demonic oath, his pupils shrank sharply.

The Ye family's god-transforming monk looked at him coldly. Under pressure, the head of the Ye family had no choice but to swear an oath of inner demons:

"I swear that I will never pursue Fairy Wuyou in the future, nor will I cause trouble for her. If I violate this oath, I will never make any progress in my cultivation!"

As his words fell, the rules of heaven flashed.

Master Yan Zhen and Tang Mo looked at each other, and Master Yan Zhen waved his hand to remove the formation.

The Ye family monks were able to leave the formation, and each of them felt as if they had escaped from death, with lingering fears.

If the Master of the Formation Formation really didn't care and used the formation to massacre all of the Ye family, they would really have no reason to explain.

There are only two god-transforming monks in the Ye family at this time.

The cultivation levels of these two god-transformation monks are still in the middle stage of god-transformation.

Just now, the two of them tried to break through the formation arranged by Master Yan Zhen, but they were unable to break out.

It can be seen that this Venerable Yan Zhen is truly extraordinary.

"The two seniors have been in the form of gods for many years. Speaking of which, the daughter of the Ye family has become my stepmother, and I have not yet visited the Ye family.

It's really rude to cause such unpleasantness when we come to Ye's house for the first time."

Several people looked at Tang Mo who said this and heard Tang Mo continue:

"This junior has just entered the stage of becoming a god. Please give me some advice from the seniors of the Ye family!"

This is what it means to learn from each other.

It just so happened that the Ye family's spiritual transformation monk was also angry, so he wouldn't shirk it after hearing this.

"Then me,"

"I come!"

As soon as Lord Changsheng said two words, Lord Hidden Sword on the side directly launched his flying sword and attacked another deity of the Ye family.

Seeing this, the god-transformation monk immediately flew towards the sky.

The monk who faced Tang Mo also flew towards the sky.

Not to mention that there can't be fighting in this city, but it can't affect other disciples of the Ye family.

The power of becoming a god is not something they can easily bear.

Lord Changsheng put away the folding fan in his hand, looked at the head of the Ye family, and asked with a gentle smile:

“There shouldn’t be only two god-transformation cultivators in the Ye family, right?

Are there other god-transformation monks?

Please come out and teach me!"

The head of the Ye family was so angry that he almost broke his back molar.

He secretly cursed several people in his heart. They were all just advanced to become gods, but they were so arrogant.

Thinking that I still have two god-transforming venerables in the Beast Control Sect, maybe I should call them back at this time and teach these people a lesson.

"My Ye family does have two god-transformation monks, but those two seniors are currently practicing in the Beast Control Sect.

The two seniors just want to compare notes, so you should go to the Beast Control Sect."

After saying this, the head of the Ye family felt happy, but he didn't believe that they really dared to go to the Beast Control Sect to go wild.

"Oh, then it seems that I really have to go to the Beast Control Sect."

"Take me with you. There is no point in having fun here. The Beast Control Sect is quite challenging."

The Lord Changsheng is real. He plans to go to the Beast Control Sect to ask the Ye family monks to come out for a fight.

But hearing what he said at this moment, Lord Changsheng suddenly felt that it was better not to go.

Unexpectedly, Master Yan Zhen had already turned around and flew towards the direction of the Beast Control Sect.

Seeing this, Lord Changsheng also followed closely.

The head of the Ye family turned green.

Looking at the Yuan Ying monk of the Ye family opposite, Zhenjun Ye Ba twitched the corner of his mouth. He did not expect this to be the case.

It has only been a few years since the last demonic cultivator secretly arranged a formation, but they have all turned into gods.

But in the early stage of transforming into a god, do you really think that you are a monk who has already entered the stage of transforming into a god? Humph!

Not long after Master Changsheng and Master Yanzhen left, Tang Mo and Master Hidden Sword came down from the sky.

He glanced at the Changsheng Venerable and none of them were there, and looked at the head of the Ye family.

The head of the Ye family quickly spoke:

"They went to the Beast Control Sect."

Tang Mo and Zang Jian looked at each other and flew towards the Beast Control Sect.

As soon as they left, two monks from the Ye family flew down.

The head of the Ye family was about to step forward to ask, but the two Ye family's god-incarnation sages glared at him fiercely.

The head of the Ye family did not dare to step forward again.

He saw that a trace of blood flowed from the corner of the mouth of the Venerable Ye Family's Transformation God.

Could it be that the Ancestor of Transformation God was injured?

This realization shocked the head of the Ye family.

How can a monk who has just entered the early stage of divine transformation become more powerful than the monks who have been in the early stage of divine transformation for many years?

The head of the Ye family was heartbroken.

I only hope that the two ancestors of the Beast Control Sect can teach those monks a lesson.

When Tang Mo and the others went to the Beast Control Sect, Lord Changsheng and Lord Yanzhen had already finished fighting the two monks from the Ye family.

Seeing them coming, the Changsheng Master smiled.

The fan in his hand was shaking gently.

"You guys are late, we have already finished the fight here.

Let’s go back to the sect.”

Tang Mo raised his eyebrows when he heard what the Lord Changsheng said.

He looked him up and down to see if he was injured.

"Don't look at it, it's just a minor injury."

Tang Mo:

"Slight injury?"

Lord Changsheng closed the folding fan in his hand and smiled.

"I was slightly injured, but the other party's injuries may not be the same."

Tang Mo glanced sideways at Master Yanzhen, knowing that this man was the most accomplished in formations.

Lord Yan Zhen hummed.

"You didn't call me when you came out this time. I have written this down.

But fortunately, someone made me say this, so I won’t care about you anymore.”

Seeing his arrogant look, the three of them looked at each other.

There was a hint of smile on Zang Jian's serious face, and he said in a rather proud tone:

"Changsheng and I are venting our anger on our disciples, while Tang Mo is venting his anger on his own sister.

You are not the master of our disciples, so your reputation is not justified."

The folding fan in Lord Changsheng's hand struck the palm of his other hand, and he looked at Lord Yanzhen and said:

"Indeed, because we are all well-known, that's why we didn't call you.

After all, you have never taught my little apprentice the formation method, and you are not half his master."

"A black-hearted scholar.

If you want me to teach you as a disciple, just say so, but you still want to trick me?

Humph, it also depends on whether your apprentice has understanding of the intention of the formation!"

"This little disciple of mine has a very good understanding, but you should be careful about emptying out all the money you have!"

Hearing what Venerable Zangjian said, Venerable Yanzhen looked at him with disgust.

"That boy of yours has a very good understanding of the way of swordsmanship, and now he comes to show off your half-disciple.

Don't you want to be tricked by this black-hearted scholar?"

The Hidden Sword Master gave him a blank look.

"When I was teaching the little girl, Changsheng went to the battlefield of immortals and demons to gain enlightenment.

During those few years, I was in charge of my little apprentice."

Having said this, Tang Mo glanced at Lord Changsheng.

The Immortal Master covered his face with a folding fan to block Tang Mo's eyes.

"Didn't I also get inspired by my little apprentice?

My little apprentice is so talented that he gave me a poem to send to the battlefield of immortals and demons, so you can’t blame me!"
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