Chapter 2072: Who do you think you are?

The evil shadow aura is extremely strong, and a black aura is shrouded within a few hundred meters of his body, which is creepy.
The nearby monks were horrified by the oppressive feeling of evil spirits, and consciously stayed away from the evil shadow, afraid to approach it.
The evil shadow is extremely withdrawn, doesn't like being disturbed, and almost never talks in front of outsiders. Over time, the land of Nanyuan is rumored that the evil shadow is ruthless and likes to kill.
No one in the younger generation dared to touch his brow.
Leng Tianshuang felt a little unhappy when he saw Xie Ying didn't pay attention to him, but because of the opponent's powerful strength, he did not dare to contradict anything.
"Hmph, this guy is still so arrogant. Entering the tomb of the goddess, without Demon Sword Saint Evil, the strength of this young man may not be much weaker than him." Leng Tianshuang sneered himself.
Long Quan sneered at the side: "Come on, Master Leng, even if there is no magic sword, the strength of other evil shadows is not comparable to you and I."
Leng Tianshuang was a little unconvinced, and was about to say something.
Another escape light flew from the horizon.
This time it was a purple-gold gourd. Standing on the gourd was a high-cold woman wearing a white dress and a mask. Her temperament was transcendent, with a trace of holiness and a trace of mystery and coquettish. It's like a fairy who doesn't eat fireworks in the world, who can only be seen from a distance without being profane.
"It's Girl Yuyao!"
"Girl Yuyao, I love you!"
"I love you uncle, how can Fairy Yuyao like you like a scum monk?"
"Eh, it's a pity. Why does Miss Yuyao wear a mask? Don't let me wait to see the fairies."
"Cut, it's not because you have too many wretched men that Girl Yuyao is not willing to show her true colors."
There was a boil at the foot of Shennvfeng Mountain, and almost all the male cultivators beamed their eyes, staring at the woman wearing the white mask on the purple gold gourd.
The purple golden gourd fell to the ground, and at the foot of the mountain, I don't know how many male cultivators shouted "Miss Yu Yao" excitedly, and they were all fascinated by the masked woman.
Of course, obsessed with obsessiveness, no male monk with long eyes dared to come forward to talk to this Yuyao girl, her status is supernatural, and they can't climb high.
Yuyao, the cultivation base of the peak of transformation, is the daughter of the second Mahayana monk Yumiantong in the land of Nanyuan and the third Mahayana monk Bai Wei.
Both parents are Mahayana monks, and their background is invincible!
Yuyao's appearance is absolutely beautiful. The reason she wears a mask is that she doesn't like being watched by everyone.
Leng Tianshuang and Long Quan looked at the beauties on the Zijin gourd, their souls were all taken away.
Shen Lang also glanced at the woman in a white dress wearing a mask, wondering if she should go up and say hello to her? After all, my master and Yumian boy senior are very close friends.
After thinking about it, let it go, Shen Lang felt that this was suspected of hitting up. The girl wears a mask to keep a low profile. She might be disgusted if she wants to make that kind of behavior.
The Zijin Gourd happened to park behind the Liuli Qibao car, and Yuyao put away the flying magic weapon.
Long Quan's eyes lit up, he shook his folding fan, and said loudly: "I haven't seen you for many years, Miss Yu Yao has become more and more beautiful!"
Upon hearing this, Leng Tianshuang on the side despised Longquan's technique of picking up girls. The other girl Yuyao wears a mask. How do you know that she is getting more and more beautiful?
Talking nonsense with your eyes open will only make other girls feel hypocritical.
Leng Tianshuang decided to strike up a conversation in the most polite way. He hurriedly got out of the Liuli Qibao cart and hugged his fist towards Yuyao, saying, "I have seen girl Yuyao, but not for a long time, in Leng's heart..."
Before Leng Tianshuang finished speaking, she was interrupted by Yu Yao.
"My little sister has seen two fellow Taoists." Yuyao bent down her willow and gave an upright polite, her voice sounded like a bell, but rather cold, she seemed to have no affection for the two of them.
Leng Tianshuang's face was embarrassed, and she had to repeat: "Girl Yuyao is polite."
Longquan said with a smile: "Now Miss Yuyao is here too, have all the descendants of the powerful Mahayana in the land of Nanyuan come together?"
"Yes, among the Mahayana predecessors of Nanyuan, Senior Fazhao is a Buddhist monk and has no heirs. The only disciple died at the tomb of the goddess a thousand years ago. Now only you, me, and girl Yuyao , And the Four Evil Shadows are descendants of the Nanyuan Mahayana powerhouse." Leng Tianshuang commented.
"It seems that this time I waited for the four to compete with each other. I don't want to find the treasure of the goddess tomb, I hope I can find as many treasures as possible." The folding fan in Longquan's hand closed and smiled lightly.
Listening to Long Quan's tone, it seemed that he didn't pay attention to the other monks.
In fact, according to the manuscripts left by the monks of Nanyuan, the tomb of the goddess is indeed only the strongest qualified to get the treasure of heaven and earth.
Entering the tomb of the goddess, all monks will be teleported to different locations by a magical force, but the environment is similar.
At the very beginning, all the monks will be teleported to the outermost periphery of the tomb of the goddess, where the fierce wind is full of strong power. If the cultivator in the late stage of the ordinary transformation does not have a certain ability, it is very easy to be killed by the wind!
As for the treasure of the tomb of the goddess, it is located in the very center, so the monks must move from the outer wind area toward the center.
The first level of Gangfeng will eliminate most of the monks. The closer you get to the middle, the stronger the wind will be. If the monk doesn't have certain skills, don't even want to pass the first level.
About a hundred monks, ten monks can break through the first level. Needless to say, there are more difficult levels and threats behind.
From ancient times to the present, no monk in the transformation stage can reach the center of the tomb of the goddess.
The treasure of the tomb of the goddess has always been an unsolved mystery.
Yuyao did not pick up the conversation between Leng Tianshuang and Longquan, but asked indifferently: "My little girl wants to ask two Taoist friends, have you ever seen senior Yun Henzi's disciples?"
"Senior Yun Henzi's apprentice?"
The two were stunned for a moment, and Long Quan frowned and said, "Didn't Senior Yun Henzi stay away from the world to practice? Where is the apprentice?"
Yuyao explained: "It is true that Senior Yun Henzi accepted a high disciple thirty years ago. He seems to be a monk in the middle stage of transforming a god."
Leng Tianshuang sneered: "Can you be called a high disciple in the middle of the transformation? Hehe, I can't imagine that the senior Yunhenzi who has been hiding from the world has also stared at the tomb of the goddess. Even if he really accepts the disciple, how does that little garbage cultivation work with us? competition?"
Yuyao frowned, her pretty face under the mask was extremely cold: "Friend Leng, after you are powerful, you should be cautious in your words and deeds. How can you belittle other powerful people at will? It's rude!"
Senior Yun Henzi was her father's friend, and Yu Yao was extremely dissatisfied with Leng Tianshuang's words.
Seeing that Yu Yao was so excited, Leng Tianshuang said hurriedly: "Miss Yuyao, you would be wrong. Leng said that although Yunhenzi senior is also powerful, he is not a Mahayana monk after all, compared to our biological father and mother. It must be much inferior. The status of his apprentice is naturally behind me, which is not comparable."
"Hahaha, Taoist friend's words, Shen can't be regarded as unheard!"
Not far from the foot of the mountain, a loud shout came.
Shen Lang, who closed his eyes and rested in anger, finally couldn't sit still, and flew forward, grinning at Leng Tianshuang, "Fearer, it's okay if you belittle me, but you belittle my master Yun Henzi... Who do you think you are?"