The dark god general, the Xuanming god general, the devouring god general, these three major god generals appeared here at the same time, which immediately caused Xuanyuan Dabo.

Everyone's eyes fell on Ye Xiong.

These gods seem to be respected by him, so his identity is about to emerge.

"Can he be the God Emperor Ip Mantian?" someone exclaimed.

Apart from Ip Mantian, who else can make these arrogant reincarnated generals follow the leader?

Ye Xiong smiled slightly: "Yes, I am the reincarnation of Ye Wentian. Do you think I am qualified to occupy this mountain?"

When he said this, Ye Xiong glanced at Zuo Buwei, and indeed his face was very angry.

If he had just guessed before, then now he is almost 100%. Zuo Buwei is Ip Mantian.

It is uncomfortable to be posing as an identity by others in front of you.

"Ip Mantian, you are the God Emperor. That was before. Now you are just like an ordinary monk. I hope you will recognize your current identity."

When he learned that the other party was the reincarnation of the God Emperor, the scholar's face was still as calm as usual, and he was not afraid at all.

In his opinion, no matter how powerful he was in his previous life, so what?

It's only useful if it's powerful now.

"What do you call fellow Taoist?" Ye Xiong asked lightly.

"The second disciple of Daozhen's sect, Wu Yongheng, is known as the second young master."

"Fourth Young Master, Second Young Master, you guys from Daomen Mountain are quite arrogant, but you don't know if your strength is as weak as them."

Lu Yao pointed at the Fourth Young Master and Wu Daozi, stood up with a sneer, and was not afraid at all when facing Wu Yongheng.

In Ye Xiong's eyes, a milky white light flashed. In just less than a second, Wu Yongheng's vitality was clearly seen through.

Compared with the fourth young master, the second young master Wu Yongheng has much stronger vitality and is much thicker than Lu Yao.

A person's level of vitality does not mean that the other party must be very strong. After all, the vitality is only the foundation, and the appearance of magical powers is more important. With strong vitality and without powerful magical powers, it is not much stronger.

However, no matter how powerful a person's magical power is, he or she lacks the foundation of his vitality, he or she will not be able to display the power of his magical power.

Judging from the essence of vitality, Lu Yao should not be Wu Yongheng's opponent.

Ye Xiong's eyes swept over the people around him. Except for Zuo Buwei, no one else had the energy of his life, and he could match Wu Yongheng's.

It seems that I can only take action by myself.

Ye Xiong was about to stand up, and his eyes suddenly lit up when his eyes swept over the body of the little monk Beixu.

I saw a very thick and thick mass condensed in Beixu's body, as if it had become substantial, emitting gold-like vitality.

If we talk about the degree of prosperity of the vitality, it is definitely not inferior to Wu Yongheng.

Ye Xiong used to think that the little monk's strength was just like Lu Yao, but he didn't expect that this guy would be hidden!

"Yaoyao, you are not his opponent, come back." Ye Xiong ordered.

The people around him thought Lu Yao would show an unhappy look on her face, but she didn't know that she would return to Ye Xiong immediately and said, "My husband said I can't beat you and I won't play with you anymore."

Wu Yongheng's eyes fell on Ye Xiong's body, bowed his hand, and said politely: "Ip Mantian, I will learn your magical powers."

Ye Xiong shook his head and said, "You are not qualified to let me take action."

As soon as these words were spoken, the people around us were in an uproar again.

Wu Yongheng is the second personal disciple of Daozhen. In the entire Daomen Mountain, except for the legendary senior brother who was not seen by the dragon, no one was his opponent. Now he actually said that Wu Yongheng is not qualified to let him take action. This is so arrogant.

"Although you are the reincarnation of Ip Man-tung, you have to re-ed up after all. You have never even beaten and say such things. Isn't it too crazy?" Wu Yongheng suppressed his unhappiness and said coldly and arrogantly.

If the other party did not have the identity of the reincarnation of the God Emperor, he would have taken action long ago and taught him how to be a human being, and would be polite to him.

"Little monk, go and learn about him. If you can beat him, I will tell you how I practiced." Ye Xiong said with a smile.

Since Beixu learned that Ye Xiong was only over 400 years old, he had reached this level of cultivation. He was astonishing as ever. He always wanted to ask him how he practiced, but Ye Xiong refused to say that. Now that he has such an opportunity, how could he miss it?

"Donor Ye, this is what you said, you can't speak without trust." Beixu said hurriedly.

"Mencius does not lie. Since I can speak out, I will naturally not repent."

Beixu nodded, and a golden light turned into a body, which fell in front of Wu Yongheng, and said, "Your opponent is me, take action!"

Wu Yongheng looked at Beixu with a very unhappy look.

Beixu looks very young and has a baby face. From his appearance, he does not have the bottomless feeling of a monk who has attained enlightenment, nor does he have the heavy foundation of Buddhist martial arts. His face cannot be concealed in immaturity, and he does not look powerful at all.

Ye Xiong asked such a monk to deal with him, which made him very embarrassed.

"Little monk, you must do your best when doing things. Don't be blocked by someone. You don't even know how to die." Wu Yongheng said angrily.

"Donor, let's take a move!" Beixu tied his palms together.

"I don't know how to live or die, get away."

Wu Yongheng slapped out with one palm, the wind roared, the sky was dark, the very terrifying law, with extremely powerful pressure, heading towards the northxu.

As soon as this move was used, the faces of the people around him changed color.

Who else can do such a powerful move except for the second young master of the Taoist sect?

Faced with overwhelming pressure, Beixu's palms mingled with each other, and a beam of golden light soared into the sky, turning into a cylindrical golden light, surrounding his body tightly.

Although the area of ​​the golden light is not very large, it condenses surprisingly, just like a copper wall and iron wall. No matter how many pressures come, it is still not close to him at all.

"The Buddhist golden pillar covers, and the rich Buddhist vitality is very strong."

In the distance, the Buddhist representative Nanzhai's eyes suddenly lit up. How long has it been since he seen such a Honghou, pure Buddhist true essence?

"Donor, offended!"

Beixu chanted lightly, and the cylindrical golden light in the air suddenly changed, and finally changed rapidly in the air.

A moment later, the Dharma image of a four-faced Buddha appeared in the air, which was the famous Brahma Dharma image in Buddhism.

All sides, solemn, heavy, fearless, and pious.

At the same time, the momentum of Beixu rose straight, and in the end it was no less than that of Wu Yongheng.

"He actually knows this magical power of Brahma. What is his relationship with Brahma Venerable?" Nanzhai's eyes became even hotter.

The path to cultivation is difficult to get started with Buddhism, and it is even more difficult to practice, and it is even more difficult to practice to this level.

If you have such pure Buddhist true essence as Beixu, there is no one among the millions of monks.

Almost in an instant, Nanzhai decided that no matter what, he must take Beixu back.

"Fulong Fist."

Beixu roared, and his fists shot out two golden dragon phantoms, and rushed towards Wu Yongheng with great momentum.
Chapter completed!