Peerless War God

The black-masked cultivator let out a sigh with a complicated look in his eyes.    

"Uncle Lian, why are you sighing? Did I say something wrong?" After Wang Jue heard this, he turned his head to look at the masked cultivator and said.    

However, the black masked cultivator only lightly shook his head and said, "Perhaps by doing so, Young Lord has his own considerations, but you two are both people of Wang Family. At this time, we should be united and not fight amongst ourselves. "    

The black-masked cultivator's words were actually very tactful. He was just short of directly teaching Wang Jue a lesson, but he still didn't say it so clearly.    

In his opinion, although the Wang Clan of White Rock City was very large, they couldn't withstand such a torment. Internal consumption was often the most terrifying.    

Wang Jue shouldn't, or it could be said that it was unnecessary to continue internal strife at this time. After all, as long as the two of them joined forces, that space would also be difficult to escape. They would most likely be able to succeed, and the thunder essence crystals wouldn't be snatched away by others.    

No matter how one looked at it, it seemed to be a situation of great profit.    

But very clearly, Wang Jue didn't feel this way. He only faintly smiled, and didn't comment on the masked cultivator's words.    

"Uncle Lian, what you said might be reasonable, but have you ever thought about it? If Wang Zi and I switched places, would he help me? Besides, the fight for the throne has always been the tradition of our Wang family. After all, there is only one position for the City Lord, and whoever sits in that position... There will be no one else to worry about. Our family only needs one supreme expert. There was no need to have more. The side that had always failed in the struggle for the position of the City Lord. They either die or leave their home and never return to White Stone City. It's just that cruel, isn't it?"    

Wang Jue asked the masked cultivator back, leaving him speechless.    

After a while, the black-masked cultivator spoke: "Perhaps you're the right one, young master, this old man's heart is really old, I can't bear to see all of this"    

"Uncle Lian must be joking, you're old and strong. At that time, I should be relying on you more." Wang Jue slightly lowered his head and said with a smile.    

It could be seen that unlike Wang Zi'ang's Dao Protector, Uncle Yun, the black-masked cultivator was clearly much more low-profile. He would not openly appear and act, but would instead hide behind the scenes.    

After saying this, the black-masked cultivator said in a deep voice, "Forget it, everything will go according to Young Master's words. It was this old man who spoke too much just now."    

After saying this, without waiting for Wang Jue's response, he turned into a dark cloud and hid in the void. It was very strange.    

It felt like a shadow protecting Wang Jue at all times. It would only appear when he was in danger.    

This was completely different from the old man, Uncle Yun.    

The black-masked cultivator was like a bodyguard, while the old man, Uncle Yun, was more like a hired thug.    

From this, it could be seen that Wang Zi'ang had a greater reliance on the latter. Whether it was good or bad, it was hard to determine.    

Seeing this, Wang Jue didn't argue any further. Instead, he silently watched the masked cultivator conceal himself once more, feeling much more at ease.    

At this moment, he looked at Wang Zi'ang and sneered. His figure moved and disappeared from where he stood, not stopping for a moment.    

...    

A spatial rift suddenly appeared to the north of a certain region of the ocean. A slightly ragged figure walked out from it.    

The person who came was none other than Chen Xiao.    

While wiping the cold sweat off his forehead, he took out an Immortal Rank Restoration Pill. He stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it hard. He gritted his teeth and said, "Damn you, you are really cruel. He still hasn't given up after chasing me for so long. "    

He took a simple look at his surroundings and discovered that this place was actually very far from the White Stone City's sea region. It had already surpassed the outer seas by a lot.    

However, there was an aura behind him that was not locked onto him at all times. It was precisely the old man, Uncle Yun.    

Chen Xiao was very clear that as long as the sword qi imprint on his body was not removed, it would be virtually impossible for him to escape the pursuit of the other party. This was a very troublesome matter.    

Actually, he had also thought that perhaps he could use the power of the Black Devil Pestle. To counterattack. With the combined strength of the Black Chen Xiao clone, he might be able to severely injure his opponent, but this would expose more of his secrets. The loss outweighed the gain.    

After all, if he used all his trump cards, he would not have the confidence to kill his opponent.    

"Looks like I can only continue to flee. Other than that, there's no other way." Chen Xiao sighed in his heart and thought.    

Chen Xiao was breathing heavily as he tried his best to regulate his breathing so that his Immortal Force could recover.    

At the same time, his Divine Sense spread out crazily, constantly paying attention to the possible pursuers behind him.    

"En? They're here."    

Very quickly, he felt a terrifying killing intent locking onto him. Chen Xiao's facial expression changed, and he once again teleported, disappearing from where he stood.    

In the next moment, accompanied by a wild roar, a blue ghostly figure swept over like a storm. It arrived in front of him and stopped where Chen Xiao was just now.    

The person who had arrived was none other than Uncle Yun.    

His expression was exceptionally gloomy and terrifying, like the bottom of a black and paste pot. His eyes were filled with malice and killing intent, and even some impatience.    

"Hmph, you really know how to run. This old man doesn't believe it. Could it be that you can really run to the ends of the earth? Don't fall into this old man's hands. Otherwise, your death will come."    

After saying that, Uncle Yun did not stop at all and chased after him at his fastest speed.    

It had to be said that spatial cultivators were extremely difficult to deal with. Even with his strength, it was not easy to catch up in a short period of time.    

But Uncle Yun also had a bit of confidence. As long as the other party's immortal energy was exhausted, then the other party would have no way to escape.    

Every time he used spatial teleportation divine ability, it was extremely taxing on his magic power. Comparatively, when he used the Void Sweeping Movement Technique, it was much easier.    

Under the exchange of blows, Uncle Yun was already confident and certain.    

At this moment, in an unfamiliar sea a hundred miles away.    

Chen Xiao's figure suddenly appeared in midair. His face was slightly pale. This was caused by the excessive consumption of his Immortal Force. He knew that if he continued to flee like this, he would be the first one to die.    

"As expected, there is still such a huge gap between the intermediate and early stage of the Tribulation Transcender realm. There's really nothing I can do about it." Chen Xiao sighed.    

Although he had a large amount of Immortal Yuan Pills, it would still take some time for him to absorb them. As for the old man behind him, he had no choice but to chase after him too closely.    

"Looks like we have to fight this battle. Since that's the case, we can only fight with all our strength."    

Finally, Chen Xiao made up his mind at this moment. Since he couldn't escape, he could only fight.    

The content came from [Miegu Reading].