"Give it to me, leader, get out!"

With a roar, the towering trees below rippled, and even the fresh green leaves rustled.

Ning Tao's eyes were deep, his eyeballs flickered slightly, and he muttered: "One, three, seven..."

It’s actually the realm of the seven gods!

"Forbidden...Void...Dharma...Array, start!"

Suddenly, an angry shout came from seven directions at the same time, and seven beams of light instantly enveloped Ning Tao. The next second, they formed a light curtain, like an upside-down bowl.

Viewed from the sky, everything within a hundred meters is within this inverted bowl, which seems to hold up all space.

Ning Tao narrowed his eyes, what did these guys want to do? Is it to prevent him from escaping?

"Whoosh...!"

Only seven figures finally appeared, most of whom he had seen before, Elder Leimen of the Kunlun Realm, Ice Fairy, Zen Master Jingkong, Huang Tong, Party B...

"It's interesting that the seven great gods actually came to deal with me alone. Do you, the Kunlun Realm, like to play this kind of trick of bullying the few with more people?" Ning Tao sneered.

Zen Master Jingkong clasped his hands together and said with a smile: "Donor Ning, what are you talking about? We just come to you for a discussion. As for killing you, I'm afraid it's not enough for us."

The Ice Fairy's eyes flashed. Although she was very unconvinced by her words, she had to say that this was the case. This boy's strength could not be measured by ordinary people.

The seven of them are all at around the second or third level of the early stage of god refining, so there is really little chance of killing him.

The top leaders of the Kunlun Realm are currently using the Nine Demon Soul Seizing Pot to steal Hua Xia Tian's energy. It is extremely difficult to gather so many god-level monks.

If you can kill him, kill him. If you can't kill him, try to hold him back. According to the records in their powerful ancient books, immortals cannot stay in this world for a long time. As long as you delay it for a certain period of time, this kid will definitely miss the immortal world!

"Since you know you can't kill me, why did you come all the way to stop me just to compete with me? Tell me, what is your real purpose?"

Ning Tao twisted his muscles and said coldly.

"Purpose?"

"Jie Jie...!"

Elder Leimen laughed strangely, and the thunder and lightning in his hand condensed into a thunder halberd. Ning Tao's palm print on him had not yet dissipated, and he said bitterly: "Let me tell you."

"Thunder Halberd!"

"Glacier Funeral!"

…

Feeling this power, Ning Tao took a deep breath. Facing seven people, he was under a lot of pressure. If he was not careful, it was not impossible for him to fall.

"Create your own Taoism and conquer the world!"

A Tai Chi field filled the air and spread crazily around. This was his battlefield.

"Boom boom boom...!"

If viewed from the sky, a brilliant and colorful battle broke out in this translucent bowl, as if it were dyed and splashed with ink on a piece of white paper to create a battlefield.

At this time, Wudang Mountain was bustling with activity, and there was no tense atmosphere at all. Instead, there was ecstasy on the face.

Immortals come here to select geniuses!

This incident was enough to cause a sensation, and even Ye Kong and others rushed back, but the people selected could only be monks, and they still had to be local monks.

An old man with a white beard squinted his eyes and looked down. It was a martial arts training ground, but there were many people sparring at the moment, but in his eyes they were all children fighting.

Mo Yuntian and Zhou Heng were surrounding him, and the disciples had been fighting for a long time, but the elder remained silent, leaving them unable to figure it out.

The former frowned and couldn't help but laugh and said: "Elder Bai, do you think any of my disciples, Hongmeng, can penetrate your Dharma eyes, and what are their talents?"

Elder Bai raised his eyelids and sighed: "Brother Mo, do you want me to tell the truth?"

"Please tell me about this..." Mr. Mo and Zhou Heng said with great hope.

"It sucks, it sucks, it sucks. Are you sure this is your Hongmeng's most outstanding genius? The strongest of these people can't even compare to our juniors in remote corners of the fairy world. They are the so-called... rubbish."

Elder Bai narrowed his eyes with contempt on his face.

"you……!"

Zhou Heng was immediately furious. These people were his Hongmeng future, how could they be looked down upon.

However, there was an extra hand on his shoulder, and Mr. Mo shook his head at him. He could not argue with the immortals no matter what, and tried to let them pick out some geniuses.

"Little uncle, come and chase me...hehe," Xiao Wuyou and Xiaoxinyue were playing with Wu Hailin on the mountainside.

The old man with a white beard glanced over there, and then squinted his eyes again, while Zhou Heng's eyes lit up. If she took action, she would definitely blind this old guy.

He glanced at Mr. Mo excitedly, but the latter's face sank and he shook his head slightly to deny it.

This is Ning Tao's child, and no one can tell about it without his permission. These immortals are too arrogant, and it will be troublesome if they are detrimental to Wuyou.

"Brother Mo, do you, Hongmeng, still have any talent that you can use? If not, forget about this competition. I think it's a waste of time."

Elder Bai said impatiently.

Upon hearing this, Mo Yuntian hurriedly smiled and said, "Of course there is. Brother Bai, don't be impatient. You will know after reading."

After saying that, he gestured towards Ye Kong, Li Menghan and others.

These are Hongmeng's top geniuses. If they can't be noticed, I'm afraid that except for Ning Tao and the others, the whole of China will be... rubbish.

At this time, seven streams of light appeared in the sky, it was Caiyu and others who had arrived after the discussion.

Wu Sheng was seriously injured, so he had to find a place to recover and heal, otherwise he would be in trouble if it worsened.

Lu Yusong, the others and Elder Bai nodded, and then looked curiously at the martial arts training ground, but after just a few glances, disdain emerged on their faces.

There is not even a god realm, the strongest ones are only one or two false gods, and the weakest among them are all refining gods. Looking at this group of people, I can't help but feel contempt.

"Elder Bai, I think we should just choose this group of people. They are all weak and talented, but I think they are all a bunch of weaklings and useless people."

Lu Yusong crossed his arms and said disdainfully.

Ye Kong and others looked up, and then said angrily: "Hey, isn't this the guy who was beaten to the ground by our leader? Does he want to die again?"

"Asshole, you are looking for death...!" Saying this was no less than exposing a scar, and Lu Yusong burst out with murderous intent.

"Yusong, don't be rude," Elder Bai scolded him quickly. He didn't want to stalemate the relationship.

He actually had some doubts in his heart. Although Yusong's strength was not very high, it would be an anecdote that someone could defeat him in this world.

"Little uncle, hurry up... Ouch...!" Xiao Wuyou was running happily when he suddenly bumped into Lu Yusong.

The latter stared, realizing that it was a little girl and didn't bother to care, but her words made him shocked and angry, and finally he burst out laughing.

"Uncle...Uncle, I didn't hurt you, did I?" Xiao Wuyou said cutely, grabbing the corner of his clothes and pouting.

It hurts?

Caiyu and the other four laughed out loud. All the powerful God Refiners have divine bodies. How can a little girl be hurt?

It's ridiculous, a big joke!

"Where did this little girl come from? Why do you look so much like that bastard? You even sound so arrogant. I've let you hit me for ten years and you won't even hurt me."

Lu Yusong patted his chest.

Seeing this, Xiao Wuyou breathed a sigh of relief. Xiao Xin Yue on the side quickly ran over and said childishly: "Sister, let's... let's go play. It seems that dad will be back soon."

dad?

Lu Yusong's eyes lit up, could this be that bastard's daughter? An idea came to his mind, and he immediately smiled strangely and said: "Little girl, don't say that uncle didn't give you a chance. Come on, just fight like this, hard."

As soon as the words came out, the expressions of Murong Xuening and others changed. The monks were all capable of counterattack. If they were to do something secretly, the little girl would die.

Elder Bai's expression turned strange.

Little did they know that Mo Yuntian, Zhou Heng and others also had strange expressions on their faces, and the corners of their mouths twitched.

Xiao Wuyou pouted and said weakly: "No, I...my mother said it will hurt people."

Injured?

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Caiyu and others laughed so hard that a little girl dared to say that she had injured the God of Refining. Did your father give you the ability to brag?

Lu Yusong suppressed his laughter, patted his puffed-up chest hard, and said boldly: "It's okay. No one will blame you if I hurt my uncle. Call your sister to come with us. Don't blame me if you cry later."
Chapter completed!