How Come My Dog Becomes Unbeatable

"Sect Master, is there really nothing wrong with the Netherworld Orb?"

An elder asked suspiciously.

Such a scene, it is impossible to say that there is no fault, right?

People do not understand.

A disciple suddenly interjected: "Sect Master, elders, will there be... there is a senior in the village who is related to the old ancestor? The old ancestor has disappeared for so many years, why did he appear there? We need to know where it is so close to here. !"

"Could the appearance of the old ancestor be because of this senior here? Or...the death of the old ancestor..."

When Jing Youming heard the words, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, there was such a possibility.

The next moment, the Nether Orb trembled violently, as if about to let go.

"This…"

Jing Youming looked at the pearl in surprise.

Almost at the same moment, Little Bodhi, who was running for exercise, stopped and looked around blankly.

"What's wrong?"

The girl asked suspiciously.

"It seems like a voice is calling me!"

Little Bodhi said somewhat uncertainly.

Wu Jinghua was about to come over to meet Jing Youming. After all, the Nether Sect was one of the few sects in the Zhiwu Immortal Domain that had helped them.

Hearing Bodhi's words, he was stunned and stopped.

For these disciples of the patriarch, he was more nervous than anyone else.

Suddenly, Little Bodhi looked in a certain direction according to his feeling, and just saw a group of people standing there, and they were looking at it blankly.

In the end, Little Bodhi's gaze was fixed on the bead in the hand of the leading old man.

"That's... a very familiar feeling!"

Little Bodhi murmured, looking at the bead, full of doubts.

"Buzz!"

On the other side, Jing Youming looked at the Netherworld Orb in disbelief. He was almost unable to control it, and the Netherworld Orb was shaking violently.

"How is this possible? Why does the Nether Orb break free from my control? It... it seems to be impatient!"

Jing Youming's voice changed.

The Nether Orb is the origin of the Nether Sect, and it must not be lost.

But the power of the Nether Orb to break free became stronger and stronger, and he was almost unable to control it.

"Whoosh!"

Finally, Jing Youming's face changed, he couldn't help letting go of his hand, he had already felt the backlash power of the Netherworld Orb.

The Nether Orb reveals its desire for someone, it desires to be recognized by that person, and his existence hinders this, so the Nether Orb is resisting him, even getting rid of his refining and control.

He couldn't force it to eat it, otherwise the backlash from the Netherworld Orb would not be something he could bear.

The old man could only helplessly watch the Netherworld Orb fly towards one of the four children with a small bald head.

"presumptuous!"

Seeing the Nether Orb flying towards Little Bodhi, Wu Jinghua thought it was Jing Youming who was going to raise a hand against Little Bodhi, and took the next step in anger, and at the same time bombarded away with one hand.

A layer of protective cover condensed by the power of the Great Dao blocked the front of the Nether Orb.

"Buzz..."

The Nether Orb seemed to be angry, and slammed into the protective cover violently.

"puff!"

Wu Jinghua was almost unable to stop it, his eyes widened, and he took out a jug and drank it.

Of course, what is inside is not wine, but a holy spring.

With the blessing of the Holy Spring, Wu Jinghua steadily blocked the impact of the Nether Orb.

The Nether Jewel was annoyed, and after a few hits failed, she even showed grievances towards Little Bodhi.

"Grandpa Wu, let it come here! It has no ill will to me!"

Little Bodhi looked at the Netherworld Orb suspiciously. For some reason, he felt that the Orb gave him a very familiar feeling.

Wu Jinghua was stunned for a moment, but Little Bodhi had followed the Patriarch for so long, so he would never talk nonsense.

"Whoosh!"

Without any obstruction, the Netherworld Orb came to Little Bodhi's side, floating up and down beside him, clearly showing excitement, and even rubbed against Little Bodhi's face, like a puppy.

Wu Jinghua stared blankly at this scene, "The Holy Soldier recognizes the Lord!"

This kind of thing is very rare. It is rare to see it in ten thousand years. I didn't expect him to see it today.

"puff!"

Jing Youming was about to vomit out blood.

He has been refining for thousands of years before he got the slightest approval from the Netherworld Orb. If he wanted to urge it, he had to bargain for a long time, and the Netherworld Orb was unwilling to act.

As a result, it actually took the initiative to recognize the master!

This is so special!

He's going to vomit!

Wu Jinghua noticed Jing Youming's reaction, and his expression became playful.

"Hahaha, oops, isn't this Lao Jing! Long time no see, disrespectful!"

Wu Jinghua cupped his hands and shouted without smiling.

Seeing Wu Jinghua, Jing Youming was stunned for a moment, then jumped up, "Wu Jinghua of the dog said, it turns out to be yours, Mad, you return my Nether Orb!"

"Everything else can be said, but this thing won't work! Let the little guy give it back to me!"

The rest of the Nether Sect rushed over and glared at Wu Jinghua.

If in the past, Wu Jinghua would be ecstatic to get such a treasure, but now, the top-quality imperial soldiers have a few people.

Will he cherish a top-quality holy soldier?

His vision is not so low!

"Old Wu, I have helped you before, no matter what, so let this child follow us, and we will pass the Nether Jewel to him, how about it?"

An elder rolled his eyes and said.

The others were stunned for a moment and nodded, this was a good idea.

Although this Netherworld Orb belongs to their Netherworld Sect, it is too difficult to motivate. In their Netherworld Sect, this Netherworld Orb is more like a tribute.

But the Nether Orb will automatically recognize the owner, which is amazing.

This child's innate talent is against the sky. Once the child is brought back to the Netherworld Sect, they will not only be able to mobilize the Netherworld Orb more easily in the future, but they will also be able to obtain a disciple with a natural talent against the sky.

Kill two birds with one stone!

Cool!

In their opinion, Wu Jinghua will not refuse.

The current situation of the people of Pangu Sect, they are very clear, there is no way to be hunted and killed, and they bring this child back, which can be regarded as leaving a root for Pangu Sect.

"Otherwise, Old Wu, let's take all these children back! We will leave their safety to us in the future!"

An elder who was familiar with Wu Jinghua spoke directly.

"puff!"

Wu Jinghua is about to spit blood.

These old idiots are thinking about eating shit!

Of course he knows how innate talent these little guys are, otherwise how could the patriarch be willing to accept him as a disciple?

This old fool of the Nether Sect thought he was stupid!

"What's the matter, old Wu, are you stunned with excitement? Don't worry, we will definitely train these four little guys well..."

An elder stretched out his hand and wanted to pat Old Wu on the shoulder to show affection.

But he was destined to fail.

Wu Jinghua waved his hand, and the distance between them was one meter, which turned into a hundred miles.

Just when the elder was stunned, Wu Jinghua's voice came.

"You're thinking about farting!"