How Come My Dog Becomes Unbeatable

The axe is gone in a flash!

Wan Jinming, a daze flashed in his eyes.

He didn't understand, he didn't want revenge anymore, why he still died.

"boom!"

Until the moment his life completely dissipated, there was still confusion in his eyes.

"Dare to bully little hamsters, don't you know that Master likes little hamsters the most?"

Zhou Mingjun looked at Soul Town Hall coldly. He had no good impression of these people at all, and naturally he would not have a good temper.

"People, I killed you. If you want revenge, you can accompany you at any time!"

Zhou Mingjun looked at the people in Huangming Mountain and said coldly.

The faces of the people in Huangmingshan changed rapidly, and they clenched their fists one by one, but in the end they could only let go of their fists reluctantly.

"As for you, Master won't see you, go back!"

Zhou Mingjun knew Zhang Xuan's temper and refused directly.

"you……"

Some people are not angry, but it can only be turned into a helpless sigh.

Zhou Mingjun looked at these people, saw the unwillingness and helplessness in their eyes, and sneered in his heart.

At this moment, these people think that he is arrogant and domineering, and that they have been wronged, but these people don't think about it, when the people from the five holy places first came to Bencheng, what did these people do?

Treat human life like a mustard!

Arrogant and domineering, invincible!

Only the people in Shengwu Mountain are better, but they are also limited. The arrogance of the Holy Land is also found in Shengwu Mountain.

"Fellow Daoist, another day, I want to compete with you in a dignified manner!"

Guan Shengwu ignored everyone's ugly faces, stepped forward and clasped his fists.

He said another day!

This is the pride of a genius.

Zhou Mingjun and a big demon have been fighting for so long, and his strength has been damaged. Guan Shengwu disdains it.

Zhou Mingjun had a good impression of Guan Shengwu, and nodded to Guan Shengwu, "Tomorrow, you and I will fight in the foggy forest!"

"it is good!"

Guan Shengwu was overjoyed, and without any hesitation, turned around and returned to the divine ship on Mount Shengwu.

Seeing this, the people from Shengwu Mountain also returned to the divine ship.

The faces of the people in Huangming Mountain were the most ugly.

Their people were killed in front of so many people. If they didn't say anything, what was the pressure of Huangming Mountain?

But thinking of the previous encounters between Soul Town Hall and Tian Yao Hall, their bodies trembled.

The strength of that dog is really terrifying.

Yan Jundian was rejected, the Taiyi Jinxian, his face did not change in the slightest, he clasped his fists at Zhou Mingjun, Chen Ming and Gouzi, his face was always full of smiles, and then turned back to the divine ship.

...

Wu Jinghua took a group of people and finally came to the front of the small courtyard.

Gua Wazi and the others looked at the small courtyard in front of them with pilgrimage-like yearning in their eyes.

"Village Chief, quickly take out the ancient book of Shuzun and give it a try!" Gua Wazi whispered expectantly.

The eyes of others were also full of hope.

Wu Jinghua knew that these juniors had suffered enough to escape and were eager to settle down.

He nodded, but his heart was full of sorrow.

The Pangu Sect in those days was so powerful in the world, but now even living a stable life has become an extravagant hope.

This time, in order to confirm the identity of this ancestor, they brought several magic weapons that the ancestors used. Once these magic weapons react, it is enough to prove that Senior Zhang is one of their ancestors.

Wu Jinghua first took out a book, and the others watched with anticipation.

This book is the sacred book of the ancient Shuzun, and it must be able to relate to the ancestors of Shuzun.

The next second, they were stunned.

"no response!"

"How come there is no response?"

"It's not right, it's obviously the ancestor of Shuzun, why is there no response?"

"Could it be Patriarch Huazun? Village head, try it now!"

The results of the first verification made these people suddenly disappointed.

They were not reconciled, and they were certain that the senior in the small courtyard must belong to their Pangu Sect.

Wu Jinghua quickly took out a piece of paper, which was tattered and seemed to be annihilated at any time.

Wu Jinghua took it out carefully. The piece of paper was blank, but if you looked carefully, you could still find vague traces on the paper.

Suddenly, a burst of Dao rhyme overflowed from the plaque, instantly covering the piece of paper. Under the unbelievable gaze of everyone, the piece of paper turned into fly ash and disappeared.

"This is impossible? This is not true? This is a painting painted by the ancestors!"

"village head……"

The results of the second verification made more than a dozen young people simply unacceptable.

"There must be something wrong? Village chief, has it been too long, the ancestors lost touch with their treasures?"

Wu Jinghua immediately shook his head, "Impossible, this is painted by the ancestors himself, even if the ancestors are reborn, the soul will never change."

"Then what's going on?"

"Yes, village chief, what's going on?"

Obviously they are their ancestors, but why did these things have an accident twice?

"Isn't there still the axe of the ancestor of Lizun? These disciples of Senior Zhang are all using axes, and Senior Zhang must be the ancestor of Lizun!"

"Yes, village chief, hurry up and take it out!"

"No need, we should have admitted the wrong person!"

Wu Jinghua's face became very ugly.

disappointment!

despair!

The ancestor of Li Zun will never have a bookish aura on his body, but Zhang Xuan sensed it from a distance, and he has a strong bookish aura on his body.

Did he really find the wrong person?

"Village Chief, what should I do?" Gua Wazi and the others' faces were full of despair.

For them, 'hope' is the biggest killer!

They have been on the run for so many years and have become accustomed to the life of escape.

But why let them see hope?

They even have plans for how they will live in the future.

Can……

Gua Wazi and the others looked pale, and even a faint death intent spilled out.

They never thought about what would happen if Senior Zhang was not their ancestor.

They have already informed the old and weak women and children in the village to go to the lower bounds.

They even gave them a ticket, but...

Thinking of this, they are even more desperate.

At this moment, there was a wave of fighting in the direction of Bincheng.

Guwazi looked at the two people who were wielding an axe in the void, and murmured, "This is the opening ceremony of our Pangu Sect, how could they not be ours!"

Suddenly, an idea crossed my mind.

Guwazi's eyes lit up and looked at Wu Jinghua, "Village Chief, do you think this senior is the master of the three ancestors?"

Seeing the dazed expressions on everyone's faces, Gua Wazi explained: "Isn't it rumored that the three old masters, Lizun, Shuzun, and Huazun, went out of the same family? Think about it, will we meet three of them? Patriarch's master?"

Hearing Gua Wazi's words, the eyes of the person who had already been desperate were getting brighter and brighter.

Yes, there may be no such thing!

If this senior is really the master of their three ancestors, then...