Please call me Dadaozu

Chapter 189: Guidao, are you here to make people laugh?

Zhang Yuanzhu exerted force with his feet.

Boom!

The ground beneath him began to crack, and a red shadow turned into a stream of light, rushing westward.

Xie Beiling's graceful figure flashed by and followed closely behind.

The two ignored the ruins around them.

A cup of tea!

A stick of incense!!
A well-preserved palace comes into view.

On the door plaque, there are two ancient characters engraved, which reveal a sense of coldness and holiness.

It's an extremely strange feeling.

Before they got close, loud shouts were already coming from inside the palace.

"Who dares to trespass into the Great Yuan Mingyue Palace?"

One after another figures rushed out of the palace and stood in front of Zhang Yuanzhu and Xie Beiling.

"Get out of here now, or else."

A figure wearing armor and an iron mask walked out of the crowd and shouted harshly.

"die!"

He is the confidant of the prince, and was given the surname Lie and the name Mao. His main responsibility is to protect the safety of His Highness.

And now His Royal Highness the Prince is in seclusion collecting treasures and must not be disturbed by anyone.

If the two people in front of him had not had extraordinary temperaments and had not arrived in front of so many cultivators, he would have had his men rush up and blown to pieces.

Zhang Yuanzhu looked indifferent, as if he couldn't see the monks coming one by one.

Until he clearly sensed a familiar breath from the armored man.

The young man finally revealed a happy smile.

The light covering his face dissipated, revealing his handsome features.

The young man was wearing a red robe and standing with a sword.

"Yuan Gou, we meet again."

"Thief!"

Liemao growled.

He was very familiar with this face, which was circulated throughout the Yuan Dynasty royal family.

The other party was born in the Yuan Dynasty, but he did not know how to be grateful and give back.

Killing His Majesty's most beloved princess, destroying the royal family's nearly thousand-year-old plan, and attacking border passes, each and every one of them is a heinous crime that cannot be redeemed even by death.

"He is the seventh person to have come from the Immortal Weapon Valley in thousands of years."

There were some independent cultivators who were recruited here, with horrified expressions on their faces, pointing ahead.

There were also cultivators with flickering eyes looking at Lie Mao and Zhang Yuanzhu, trying to guess the relationship between the two.

Judging from what was said just now, the relationship between the two sides is not very good.

One side is the affiliated force of the Immortal Weapon Valley, and the other side is the peerless genius of the Immortal Weapon Valley.

Did they have a hand in it?

At this moment, Lie Maojia's face was cold, his eyes revealed murderous intent, and his hands were clenched.

"You dare to pretend to be a disciple of the Supreme Sect? Today, I must eliminate this evildoer like you."

This secret realm cannot use trump cards above the Qi training realm, so how strong can the opponent be?

After all, he is just a beggar who has been learning for four years. No matter how talented he is, he still needs time to grow.

The monk beside him hesitated a little when he heard this, thinking that the other party was impersonating that person.

"Ah!"

“No need to play tricks.”

Zhang Yuanzhu chuckled, his hands hanging naturally, facing everyone

He sensed that the strongest among the group of cultivators was no more than the tenth level of Qi training.

"I came here to take you"

tower!
As he took a step forward, a violent and ferocious aura pressed down.

"Kill them all one by one."

A three-legged divine bird emerged from behind the young man, emitting vast light and heat, like a golden sun.

Then, it rose up.

In an instant, the surrounding temperature rose rapidly.

The grass and trees spontaneously combusted, the earth turned into glass, and scorch marks appeared on the ruins.

Ah ah ah~
A shrill wail sounded, and one monk after another turned into charcoal.

"He wants to kill us all, fellow Taoists, attack together."

The remaining cultivators roared at the top of their lungs, spells unleashed, and one magical weapon after another charged forward. Zhang Yuanzhu's face remained calm, the sun behind him trembling slightly, and streaks of golden light swept across the vast expanse.

The magic spells in the sky collapsed, the magic weapons shattered into pieces, and the monks exploded like blood-red fireworks.

This scene is too tragic.

Flesh and blood melted, bones turned to ashes, and only a golden sun hung in the sky, scorching everything.

Liemao stared blankly at the slender figure under the sun.

How can he be so strong? How can he be so strong?

tower! tower! tower!
The figure shrouded in golden light walked towards him step by step.

With every step he took, his body would tremble and crack, blood would flow, but would then evaporate.

"Zhang Yuanzhu!!"

Liemao roared and attacked with all his might, but he was not even qualified to get close to Jinri.

tower!
Zhang Yuanzhu stopped and looked down at the middle-aged man whose armor was shattered and most of his skin had melted away. He was still struggling:

"Good will!"

Bang!
With one step, the enemy's head exploded instantly.

Walking on the glass-like ground, he strode towards the palace.

Xie Beiling, who was standing in the distance, had a strange glint in his eyes.

She walked forward gracefully, following the young man into the palace.

Boom!

The moment Zhang Yuanzhu stepped into the hall.

The water vapor in the palace evaporated instantly, the temperature rose sharply, and a golden sun squeezed directly into the palace.

The dazzling golden light illuminates every inch of the palace.

Two angry roars came from the side hall.

"Who dares to use force in Mingyue Palace?"

"Where is Liemao? This is how you guard him."

boom!
The stone door of the side hall shattered, and two figures fell out in a silver light.

Zhang Yuanzhu did not look at the two people on the ground, but cast his gaze towards the side hall, or rather the silver jade wall in the center of the side hall.

'An unexpected bonus?'

The young man whispered in his heart, then turned his gaze to the two people who had climbed up.

A middle-aged man wearing a python robe and with a dignified face, and a short figure shrouded in demonic energy.

"Who are you, sir? I wonder if this place has been occupied by the Yuan Dynasty of the Immortal Weapon Valley."

The prince scolded, and a sense of majesty naturally emanated from him.

tower!
The only response was the sound of footsteps and the tall figure moving forward.

The sun is bright and the golden light is dazzling. A man in a red robe looks like a god descending to earth.

Almost instantly, the protective spell was broken, the python robe began to combust, and the prince was forced into a desperate situation.

"Thief, who are you?"

The prince roared and cast spells in an attempt to stop Jin Ri from getting closer.

He felt very frustrated. What on earth had happened? He couldn't see the figure shrouded in golden light at all.

On the other side, a figure shrouded in demonic energy took out a long banner from his arms.

Lines of evil energy surged out from the long banner, and ghostly shadows appeared.

Roar~Woo~Heehe~Haha~
Ghosts cried and howled, and the ghosts rushed out like a pack of wolves.

The next moment, they were completely obliterated by the scorching sun, without even holding on for a moment.

Even the evil aura that enveloped the short body was wiped out, revealing its true appearance.

An old man with a hunched body and a pair of inverted triangle eyes, full of fear and horror.

That golden sun was too restraining for him.

The most powerful means was abolished in an instant.

Xie Beiling looked at the old man with strange eyes. The other party actually used ghostly methods to deal with the young man. He was worthy of being a wild cultivator.

The royal prince standing aside had an ugly expression on his face and cursed softly.

"waste!"

No more scolding.

tower!
Another sound of footsteps was heard, and the long banner in the old man's hand exploded directly and turned into fragments.

The entire body began to burn, and the golden flames destroyed the flesh and blood.

In less than a breath, it turned into ashes.

(End of this chapter)