2353: C2353 Two Girls

C2353 Two Girls

Two girls.

"Old man, you said Mr. Hsiang Yang was here, but why didn't we see him here? Are you lying to us?"

On an open space, Sun Qingya and Monica were pulling on the beard of a white-haired old man with an unfriendly look on their faces.

This was the place where Hsiang Yang had entered the Immortal Demon Battlefield. At that time, after Hsiang Yang had entered the Immortal Demon Battlefield, the passageway had already closed. At this moment, even those who were proficient in spatial law wouldn't be able to tell that this was the entrance to the Immortal Demon Battlefield.

Sun Qingya and Monica were led by the little old man in the Nine Emperors Mountain to the place where Hsiang Yang was located. They were teleported all the way here. In an instant, they found the outer region of the Immortal Demon Battlefield, the spatial passageway that Hsiang Yang had used to enter the Immortal Demon Battlefield.

However, they couldn't figure out where Hsiang Yang was. They just looked at the empty space in front of them with a puzzled expression.

The white-haired old man was the peerless expert of the Nine Emperors Mountain. His beard was grabbed by Sun Qingya and Monica. He hurriedly grabbed his beard and begged for mercy. "Little ancestors, don't move. Oh my, my beard is about to be ripped off by you. He really did appear here before. I really didn't lie to you. "

"He appeared?"

After Sun Qingya and Monica heard this, not only did they not loosen their grip on the white haired old man's beard, instead, they pulled even harder and the two girls shouted at him. " Old man, after Mr. Hsiang Yang arrived in Immortal Realm, he had gone to many places. You just need to find a random place and tell him that he is here. Do you have the nerve to say that? If I told you about those disciples and grand-disciples of Dao Sect, you would be so shameless. I wonder what kind of expressions they'll have when they find out that you're lying to a child."

If those experts of the Dao Gate saw this scene, they would certainly be frightened out of their wits. This white-haired old man was one of the nine supreme experts of the Nine Emperors Mountain. He was powerful and had a high status. Who would dare to disrespect him?

However, Sun Qingya and Monica, these two little girls, actually grabbed the beard of this white-haired old man and refused to let go. With an impolite expression, the most important thing was... The white haired old man was actually very happy and did not seem to be angry because of the nonsense of the two girls.

"Girl, stop messing around. That kid really disappeared here. I'm proficient in the Nine Heavens Divination Art. I can even calculate how the Immortal Realm operates. Not to mention him, even though he was a little strange. But it definitely disappeared in this place. "

The old man said seriously.

As he spoke, he thought in his heart, before he came, he had specially asked the disciples of the Daoism School to investigate. That kid had disappeared from this place. He had definitely entered the Immortal Demon Battlefield through this spatial passageway. However... For some reason, the passageway of the Immortal Demon Battlefield had disappeared.

As one of the few people with the highest status in the portal, it wasn't difficult for the white-haired old man to know that this was a spatial passageway to the Immortal Demon Battlefield. Furthermore, he had specially asked the disciples of the sect to investigate. Unfortunately, even if the disciples of the sect were to investigate... They didn't dare to follow Hsiang Yang closely, they could only sense him from afar. However, they didn't find out where Hsiang Yang was exactly. They only guessed that he must have entered the Immortal Demon Battlefield through the passageway.

"No, the old Daoist has never failed in his life. This time, I must see where that kid has gone to."

The old man was very puzzled. While he was thinking about what had happened in the Immortal Demon Battlefield, his hands were forming seals, and he immediately performed the Divination Divination Art that he was very good at. He wanted to find out where Hsiang Yang had gone.

"Buzz... Puff..."

However, after this calculation, the old man was shocked. He was actually almost injured by a rebounding force. And... He could never predict where Hsiang Yang was. He could only feel a hazy feeling, as if he was in a state of chaos.

"That kid has an extraordinary origin. Either he has great luck, or he has a supreme treasure of chaos, or he has a saint guardian. No matter what the reason is, it proves that he is very powerful."

The white-haired old man was incomparably shocked. He was one of the old monsters in the Nine Emperors Mountain of the Dao Gate. The Divination Art he cultivated was one of the best in the universe. This was definitely not a boast. In this world, there were very few people who could compare with him.

Furthermore, there were very few people in Immortal Realm that he couldn't figure out. As long as he was willing, even a Ninth Layer of Great Luo Immortal Venerable would be able to find a trace of him.

However, what made him depressed was that when he calculated Hsiang Yang... Not only was he unable to figure out where Hsiang Yang was, he was almost severely injured by the backlash. If it wasn't for the fact that he withdrew his hand quickly, he would have been lying on the ground and coughing out blood.

"Old man, why do I feel like you trembled a few times just now, and your blood is surging? Could it be that you are injured?"

Sun Qingya, who was originally grabbing onto the white haired old man's beard, immediately withdrew it. She carefully looked at him and asked, "Don't tell me that you were injured and spat out blood by us pulling on your beard? Why are you so terrible? You were only scratched by us a few times and you are going to be injured. "

"Cough cough, how is that possible? I'm an expert of Nine Emperors Mountain, one of the Nine Great Daoist Sovereigns of Dao. In Immortal Realm, there's no one who can hurt me."

The white-haired old man had a proud expression on his face. In front of others... However, in front of Sun Qingya and Monica, who knew everything about him, he was very humble. He had a proud look on his face, just like a thin kid.

If someone who was familiar with the white-haired old man saw this scene, they would definitely be stunned again. This white-haired old man, who was one of the Nine Sovereigns of Daoism Sect's disciples, was very modest in front of ordinary people. Under normal circumstances, it was impossible to tell others about his identity, because once his identity was revealed, even the current master of the Dao Gate would want to see him. He only wanted to obtain his guidance.

"Hehe, you're boasting. If no one can harm you, then you'll be invincible." Monica looked at the white-haired old man and said with a smile.

"Although I am not truly invincible, it is not much different." The white-haired old man raised his head high, his face full of pride.

"Old man, do you know why the nine little old men in Nine Emperors Mountain are the best with you?" Sun Qingya giggled as she looked at the white-haired old man.0

"Why?" The white-haired old man was a little puzzled.

He knew very well that although there were nine old men in Nine Emperors Mountain, in other words, the nine of them were the masters of Sun Qingya and Monica to a certain extent. However, these two girls were better with him. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to go down the mountain with the two girls.

"Because you're shameless enough." Monica sighed and said, "Little old man, your shamelessness made us feel very funny, so we fell in love with you."

"You said you were invincible under the heavens, but why did you come when we came? When Mr. Hsiang's mother, who is also our auntie, came to find you, you were all very careful. You didn't even dare to speak loudly, "Sun Qingya said with a smile.

"You mean that the kid you are looking for is the kid from the last time?" The white-haired old man originally wanted to refute the two girls, but after hearing it, he looked at Sun Qingya with a shocked expression.

Although he knew that Sun Qingya was looking for a man from the lower realm, he did not know that the man was the son of Chi Xueyun who brought Sun Qingya and Monica to Nine Emperors Mountain to look for him. If he knew that Hsiang Yang was Chi Xueyun's son, he would not have calculated Hsiang Yang's whereabouts.

Because he knew very well how unique Chi Xueyun's son was in this world. No, it should be said that the bloodline was very special. Using his strength to calculate Hsiang Yang's existence was simply courting death.

"Fortunately, I stopped in time. Otherwise, I might have to waste a million years of old Daoist's bitter cultivation all of a sudden."

After that, the white-haired old man sighed. When he thought about how he had once again divined Hsiang Yang's existence, he felt his heart palpitate. He made up his mind in his heart that he absolutely could not randomly divine Hsiang Yang's location in the future without knowing anything.

"Of course."

While the white-haired old man was in shock, Sun Qingya and Monica, the two little girls, heard him mention that Hsiang Yang was Chi Xueyun's son. At the same time, they raised their heads and looked proud. "Mr. Hsiang is the best person in the world."

"He is the most handsome man in the world."

"The strongest one."

"You're definitely no match for him. When you meet him, sooner or later, you'll definitely be beaten to the point of pissing your pants. "

... ""

The two little girls were beating Hsiang Yang up with their words, praising him to the heavens. Moreover, they were comparing this white-haired old man with the highest status Daoist Sovereign in the Dao Gate, and they were even stomping this white-haired old man under their feet. It was as if he couldn't be compared with Hsiang Yang no matter what.

When the white-haired old man heard this, his expression turned ugly. He looked at the two girls and couldn't help but say. " If the one from the kid's bloodline came, I wouldn't even dare to fart. However, the Mr. Hsiang you all are talking about is just a thirty-year-old brat. No matter how powerful he is, at most, he can only achieve the Great Luo with his physical body. If the old man wants to deal with him, he doesn't need to use too much strength. He can be crushed to death with a single hand. "

As he spoke, his face still carried a habitually proud expression. His head looked at the sky at 45 degrees Celsius, and he had a feeling of loneliness like snow.

Of course, with his strength, he was still in Immortal Realm. As long as those ancient saints didn't appear, he was indeed an invincible existence. However, the two girls weren't sure. When they saw the white-haired old man, they sneered at the side with disbelief on their faces.

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