Chapter 3271: Self-inflicted

"who are you?"
The disciple of Wentianjiao shrank, his face changed.
This white-clothed man was unfathomable and his realm was obviously far higher than him.
Tang Hao just glanced at him coldly, then turned around and looked at the old man.
"Come on!"
He said lightly.
The old man was startled, and he couldn't believe it.
"Hey! I’m asking you! I’m deaf? Do you know who I am? I’m asking the Heavenly Master, my family’s Tianzun is on the top, you dare to disturb me asking about the Heavenly Master, don’t you want to live anymore? ?"
That Wentianjiao disciple was a little annoyed, and shouted sharply.
That old man is a goddess anyway, and after practicing, he has a lot of Dao Yun, how can he let this guy get mixed up halfway.
"Okay! It seems that you are really not afraid of death!"
Seeing that Tang Hao still ignored him, he gritted his teeth and became more angry.
"I'll take this old man first, and then settle accounts with you!"
He sneered, and once again urged the pagoda to be sent to the old man.
Tang Hao's expression immediately sank.
"I let you go, didn't you hear?"
He turned around and looked at the Wentianjiao disciple coldly.
"Haha! Let me get off? What a big tone! What are you, dare to be rude to me Wentianjiao!" The Wentianjiao disciple sneered, showing a mocking look.
This guy, even if his realm is higher than him, but where can he get higher, what is it in front of the Tianzun who asked him?
"If you are acquainted, just let me go to the side, don't be nosy, if you have to take care of it, believe it or not, I will ask God to take action, and you will be killed, and you will be thrown into the immortal refining pool to die!"
As he said, he showed a touch of sorrow.
"is it?"
Tang Hao glanced at Lian Xianchi and smiled, "If you want to stop me, I'm afraid you don't have the ability to ask Heavenly Sect!"
After listening to that Wentianjiao disciple, immediately stunned.
Even the old man below and his group of disciples were stunned.
They all couldn't believe their ears. That's asking God! One of the top forces in the fairy world, a three-day sect, and countless golden immortals!
"Hahaha! What a joke! Who do you think you are? Immortal king!"
That Wentianjiao disciple laughed loudly.
Even if he is a strong Tianzun, he must ask him three points. He dare not easily provoke him. What kind of thing is this guy!
"I want to see how powerful you are, dare to be so rampant, and don't put my questioning in your eyes!"
Immediately afterwards, his face sank, urging to send the pagoda, and slammed directly at Tang Hao.
"Do not live by yourself!"
Tang Hao murmured, his expression cold.
"Haha! I think you are!"
The Wentianjiao disciple laughed again and looked mad.
But, the next moment, his face was stiff, but when the white-clothed man stretched out his hand casually, his pagoda stopped, and then shrank uncontrollably, and was grabbed by one of them and pinched in his palm.
"This……"
His eyes opened wide suddenly, full of incredulity.
He just stretched out his hand at random, just as if he was trying to retrieve something, he would suppress his housekeeping magic weapon and take it. What an amazing magical power is this?
It's incredible!
Even the boss of Jinxian Peak can't do it!
I'm afraid it's half a step, or even higher, it's Tianzun boss!
When he thought of this, his figure was shocked and his color changed.
Originally, he thought that it would be the late Golden Immortal or peak, but he didn't expect that this guy was much stronger than he expected.
But he didn't panic either, even if it was Tianzun, what about it, he was a person who asked Tianjiao, his Tianzun was on the side, so he didn't need to be afraid of this old monster.
He calmed down and asked for his treasure back.
"You...what are you doing?"
The next moment, his face changed drastically, and he was a little panicked.
The white figure flickered, like a ghost, flashed in front of him, a pair of icy eyes staring at him faintly, his hair was horrified, and his scalp was about to explode.
"dead!"
With a cold drink, his mind trembled. Before he could react, the jade-like palm reached out and squeezed his throat, like a chicken, and grabbed it.
Then, head to the direction of Lian Xianchi.
"let me go!"
"I'm a person from Wentianjiao, you can't train me!"
"Senior Brother, Senior Uncle, save me!"
He screamed in horror, frightened to death.
He didn't expect this guy to be so bold that he really wanted to train his Wentianjiao disciple!
Who is this guy?
Is it a lunatic?
Otherwise, how could he not be afraid of asking Heavenly Master at all?
At this time, hearing the screams, many people from all sides looked over, one by one dumbfounded.
They stopped their movements, their faces in a trance.
Many people also rubbed their eyes, thinking that they were dazzled. Isn't the person being carried wearing the fairy robe of Wentianjiao? Moreover, the breath is still golden immortal!
Who is that old monster in white?
Is he crazy?
A person who wants to practice the heavenly religion, can't he see that the old Xumier of the heavenly religion is by the side?
"Fuck! Who is this?"
Many big fiends, old demons, made their tongues out.
They think they are bold, but they don't dare to practice people who ask the gods, they are going to break the sky!
As the movement spread, the square of the fairy palace gradually calmed down.
All eyes are focused on one place.
"Who is this guy?"
The Dark Night King was dealing with a group of golden immortals, he noticed the movement, and when he turned around, his eyes were suddenly rounded, full of strong shock.
As fierce as him, he doesn't dare to provoke anyone who asks the gods, who is this guy? How could he be bolder and more brutal than him?
On the side of the fairy palace, the group of Wentianjiao disciples also noticed, turning their heads to look at them, they were all shocked, they couldn't believe their eyes at all.
"stop!"
The next moment, they shouted loudly, but they were startled and angry.
"That's... I asked the heavenly disciples? How courageous!"
When Xu Mi Tianzun heard the movement and looked at it, he was first in a daze, and then instantly furious.
"Stop! Let go of him!"
He screamed, rushing to the Lian Xianchi.
At this moment, the figure in white clothes had already swooped to the side of the Lianxian Pond, and he took a peek at it and hung the Wentianjiao disciple over the water.
"Uncle Master, save me!"
The disciple screamed in horror, shaking like a chaff.
"Let him go!"
Xu Mi Tianzun peeped his palm, grabbed it towards the disciple, wanted to take it.
But at this moment, that hand loosened, the disciple fell down and fell into the pool. After only a few flutters, he was swallowed by blood, and there was no sound.
Nasumi Tianzun's movements froze immediately.
All the people in the Quartet were also shocked.
This world fell into a dead silence.