Chapter 1120

Another month passed. During these days, Lu Yang lived very comfortably, and those bodyguards no longer guarded against him like they were guarding against a thief; they probably received orders from their superiors. Bai Shuang still hadn't come to find Xia He, which made Lu Yang a bit strange. If it weren't for himself, Xia He would only have lived until now; logically speaking, Bai Shuang should have appeared.

Outside the villa, a young man wearing a Tang suit walked slowly toward the villa and was stopped by a soldier on duty: "Stop, who are you!"

Facing the soldiers with live ammunition, a smile appeared in the Tang-suited youth's eyes, and he cupped his hands and smiled: "Please tell Elder Xia that I want to see her."

"Is Elder Xia someone you can see just because you want to?" The soldier on duty frowned, saying he was about to drive the Tang-suited youth away.

Seeing this, the Tang-suited youth sighed alone: "I knew it would be like this."

After speaking, he disappeared instantly, and the next moment he appeared in the courtyard. The soldier on duty hurriedly sounded the alarm.

"Enemy attack!"

As soldiers protecting Xia He, they were all the elite of the elite. The moment he forcibly broke into the courtyard, several sniper rifles were aimed at him.

The squad leader stepped forward to block him, but was knocked down by the Tang-suited youth with one palm, without even time to react. You must know that he was once the first place in the military exercise competition.

Bang—bang—bang—

Three gunshots rang out, all aimed at the Tang-suited youth's joints. However, the Tang-suited youth had long been aware but did not dodge or avoid; a layer of golden shield appeared on his body surface, blocking these three bullets.

"What?!" The sniper was shocked. Even if he had undergone professional psychological training, seeing this scene still made him lose his composure for a moment.

Blocking a sniper rifle, is this still a human?

Facing the layers of encirclement by the soldiers, the Tang-suited youth seemed to be strolling in a leisurely courtyard, knocking them down one by one, smiling and pushing open the villa door, searching the villa for a circle, but not finding Xia He.

Returning to the living room and turning his head, he saw Xia He, who had returned from shopping, standing at the door, as well as a strange man carrying large and small bags.

"Who are you?" Xia He frowned. The soldiers around the villa were all knocked down; it must have been the work of the Tang-suited man.

The accompanying personnel wanted to stop Xia He, but Xia He still insisted on returning to the villa.

"I am Li Wenjie, greetings to Elder Xia. My master hopes you can go over for a chat."

"What if I don't go?"

Li Wenjie's smile remained unchanged: "You had better go once. After all, your friend Bai Shuang is in my master's hands. Of course, if you still don't go, I will have to forcibly take you there."

The next moment, Lu Yang appeared in front of Li Wenjie and grabbed his neck.

"What did you say!"

Li Wenjie was no longer calm, his feet kicking and struggling desperately, but he was like being grabbed by giant pliers, and it was impossible to break free.

Lu Yang stared fixedly at Li Wenjie, a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator, and a local of Blue Star at that.

Li Wenjie could absolutely not be a cultivator from the Cultivation Realm; how could there be anyone in the Cultivation Realm who didn't know him, Lu Yang?

Where did Li Wenjie's cultivation come from? If Blue Star had orthodox cultivation methods, he would have discovered them during the zombie crisis.

"Where is your master!"

"At, at Kunlun Mountain."

"Lu Yang..." Xia He said in a low voice; she was now extremely worried about Bai Shuang's safety.

"I know, let's go to Kunlun Mountain. I want to see who dares to move a finger of Bai Shuang!"

Lu Yang hadn't been this angry for a long time, killing intent permeated. No wonder he couldn't wait for Bai Shuang; it turned out that Bai Shuang had been captured!

Lu Yang roughly threw Li Wenjie into the Green Edge Sword small world, summoned the covered boat, and hugged Xia He to sail straight to Kunlun Mountain!

Deep in Kunlun Mountain, ancient runes extended from the hinterland, like eight dragon veins, rushing in all directions.

As the runes extended, a burly scarred-faced monk built an altar. On the altar was a petite girl, without a physical body, only a soul. Under the altar were believers kowtowing and chanting scriptures.

Some of them were wealthy merchants, some were scientists, and some were professors. At this moment, they abandoned their past identities and wholeheartedly believed in the scarred-faced monk, chanting scriptures sincerely.

The scarred-faced monk could not hide the joy in his heart; he never expected that in such a remote planet, he could actually encounter an innate creature.

If he could subdue her into his believer, it would definitely help his spiritual sense skyrocket, and his cultivation would take a step forward!

When his cultivation improved, maybe he could even break the ancient seal of Kunlun Mountain in one fell swoop!

It was a pity that this innate creature had a firm will, and chanting scriptures could hardly weaken her will. Although he could refine her slowly, he now had a better way.

This innate creature was friends with a local native. As long as he brought that friend before her and killed her in front of her, her will would definitely be shaken. At that time, he could take advantage of her unpreparedness and subdue her into a believer!

The scarred-faced monk showed a greedy expression; this was his opportunity.

"Little spirit monster, haven't you always been chanting about going to save your friend? Don't worry, you will be able to see her very soon!"

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"You dare!" Bai Shuang angrily rushed down the altar, but the altar was covered with ancient scriptures, forming an invisible cage, trapping her firmly.

Bai Shuang now regretted it immensely. She had fainted not long ago, and her heart had been thinking about Xia He, whose time was running out. She never thought that she would say it as dream talk and be heard by this old monk.

"Of course I dare." The more excited Bai Shuang was, the more satisfied the scarred-faced monk was. This meant that Xia He had a very heavy status in her heart; if she died in front of her, the effect would be even better.

Calculating the time, his good disciple sent out had already found Xia He.

A magnificent and angry voice echoed in the Kunlun Mountains, the snow on the top of the mountain collapsed, and the earth shook.

"Is that so? Let me see who gave you the guts!"

"Who is it!" The scarred-faced monk turned around suddenly, the power contained in that voice made him tremble.

As an acceleration immortal treasure traveling in the universe, the covered boat was incredibly fast. In less than the blink of an eye, it crossed half of Blue Star, flying from the villa to Kunlun Mountain.

The scarred-faced monk saw the figure on the covered boat clearly, and his pupils shrank: "Lu, Lu Yang!"

How could Lu Yang be here!

Lu Yang also recognized the scarred-faced monk, the evil monk Ban Bu of the Buddha Kingdom, early Tribulation Transcendence stage, once the abbot of the Sakya Temple, one of the twelve great temples of the Buddha Kingdom, later escaped into the evil path and disappeared. His seniority was even higher than Master Ming Yu, and he was a true old antique.

When the evil monk Ban Bu saw Lu Yang, he trembled uncontrollably. Having witnessed the battle between Lu Yang and Wu Yao, how could he not understand the strength of this up-and-coming star? No Tribulation Transcendence stage cultivator could be his opponent.

He secretly thought he was unlucky. He had hidden everywhere and finally escaped the pursuit of the Western Heaven Temple, fleeing to the outside world and inadvertently discovering this place called Blue Star. He thought it was a place of opportunity, so why did he happen to run into Lu Yang?

"For the sake of this poor monk being an old senior, if Little Friend Lu Yang is willing to let me live, this poor monk is willing to offer all his treasures..."

The believers were dumbfounded. In their hearts, Ban Bu was an omnipotent god; when had he ever been so servile?

Bai Shuang, who was very weak from being tortured by the altar, saw Xia He on the covered boat and called out softly: "Xiao He."

Lu Yang witnessed this scene and felt heartbroken, becoming furious, and struck Ban Bu with a sword.

The brilliant sword light illuminated the entire Kunlun Mountain.

"Old thing, die for me!"

(End of chapter)