Ao Bing stopped talking and looked at Wang Yu. As if he was sure of something, he buried his head in his scarred dragon body.

"Isn't this just a robber? Are all Jiejiao disciples like this outside?"

Wang Yu frowned, originally this had nothing to do with him.

But when he himself is also a Jie Jiao disciple, it becomes relevant.

In an instant, he thought of the future consequences of Jie Jiao.

If Jie Jiao's disciples behave like this outside, then it's no wonder Jie Jiao has perished.

Even he, who was a disciple of Jie Jiao himself, felt that Jie Jiao deserved to die.

"You yourself are also a disciple of Jie Jiao." Ao Bing said weakly.

"I am a disciple of the Jie Cult, but I am not a robber or a bandit." Wang Yu said angrily.

Suddenly he seemed to know the root cause of Jiejiao's demise, but his mood was not very good, and he felt even more unreasonably angry.

It is blocked in the chest, like a big stone, causing chest tightness and panic.

After being blocked for a long time, his face turned from red to white, then from white to red, and he let out a long breath.

"Are you okay?" Ao Bing stood aside, watching his face changing constantly, as if he was possessed, and he was very scared.

If something happened to a Jie Jiao disciple in front of him... not only would he be sent to make amends, but the entire Dragon Clan would probably also face a lot of trouble.

This is not an exaggeration, this is the power of Jie Jiao disciples in the Three Realms now.

"I...it's okay." Wang Yu, who had just thought about it, felt helpless and angry when he saw Ao Bing's frightened look like a weak kitten.

However, he understood that he could not change anything.

Anger comes from incompetence.

"Aren't they unreasonable?" Wang Yu still couldn't hold it back and asked.

In his impression, the master, senior brothers, and all the masters and uncles are all very good, and they are all Taoists who receive rewards.

Except for Qiu Shou Xian and Jiu Ling, the other disciples feel good.

But why, according to Ao Bing, Jie Jiao disciples are like bandits and robbers, extremely unreasonable.

More importantly, he still had a puzzle that he kept in his heart without saying anything.

Jiejiao is strong, but other forces in the Three Realms are not weak either, so no one cares about them?

"Be reasonable? That's the teaching of thousands of disciples. Do we deserve it? We don't deserve it." Ao Bing said sadly, what he said was a fact.

Wang Yu was silent, but he didn't expect that Jie Jiao's prestige would be so great in this era.

"Does this mean that in order for Heaven to destroy it, it must first expand?"

Wang Yu silently thought about what he wanted to do, but found that he was actually just a very ordinary Jie Jiao disciple.

There is nothing he can do.

The destruction of Jiejiao is the general trend, and from the current point of view, it is also what the people want.

They have all turned into bandits. If the bandits are not destroyed, how can others be safe?

"By the way, are you really a disciple of Jie Jiao? What's going on with the Manja Jutsu?"

Ao Bing asked out of curiosity as if he noticed that Wang Yu was different from the Jie Jiao disciples he had seen before.

"Oh, it's nothing. I cultivated it myself." Wang Yu was not in a good mood and said casually: "You know, magical powers are different for everyone, and they should have their own characteristics."

"Really?" Ao Bing was suspicious and whispered. He remembered that he was right to say so.

But generally speaking, it shouldn’t be roughly the same. If there are differences in details, there shouldn’t be any problems in general, right?

At least, there shouldn't be any problems with the Manado Technique and the Seven Colors and Seven Crows.

Ao Bing thought there was something wrong with this and wanted to ask, but seeing Wang Yu's expression now, he didn't dare to ask.

"Brother, you are so powerful. The Manadojutsu is better than anything I have ever heard of." Finally, Ao Bing gave a thumbs up and praised.

Wang Yu glanced at him, not interested in such clumsy flattery.

Ao Bing had yelled at him before to beat him and kill him, but after learning that he was a disciple of Jie Jiao, his attitude suddenly changed.

Even though he was burned to death by himself, he still acted as if nothing had happened, licking his face to flatter him.

This incident not only proves that Ao Bing is not a disciplined dragon, but also proves that Jie Jiao is now much more powerful than he imagined, and the situation is more difficult than he imagined!

"There are no unbroken eggs under the overturned nest!" Wang Yu sighed in his heart, he was not the kind of compassionate Madonna.

Now, only a very small part of his worries are about the survival of Jiejiao, and the bigger part is still about himself.

As a disciple of Jie Jiao, he will not be able to escape the catastrophe in the future.

What I originally wanted to do was to practice as soon as possible, improve my strength, and at least keep myself safe first.

But now it seems that the matter is more serious than he expected, and there is not much time left for him to grow and improve.

"Brother, I'm serious. Your Manado Jutsu is really stronger than the Manado Jutsu I've heard of."

Seeing that Wang Yu didn't care, Ao Bing became a little anxious. He pointed at the wounds on his body and said: "At least, if it is other Manya Techniques, with my level, it is impossible to hurt me."

"Huh?" After hearing this, Wang Yu became interested, turned to look at Ao Bing, and said, "Tell me in detail."

"Brother, you don't know?" Facing Wang Yu's puzzled expression, Ao Bing saw some clues and was even more surprised.

"What do you know?" Wang Yu asked, spreading his palms. On his palms, the golden crow reappeared, vibrating between its wings, as if burning the void.

Ao Bing shivered, subconsciously moved away, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then said: "Brother, you should have practiced the Man Ya Technique to a high level, right?"

Not a low level? He has just mastered the Manado Technique. Why does this kid say that?

Wang Yu remained calm, just stared at him, his meaning was obvious, and continued to speak.

Ao Bing chuckled and said: "Brother, I can see that you should be one of the truly proud ones among the Jie sect."

"Don't flatter him, talk about business." Wang Yu reached out and patted Ao Bing's head.

"I can see that my brother's realm is actually not high, but his strength is amazing. Just his Qi training realm can actually block my attack from the Void Return realm."

Ao Bing said, a little surprised.

It's not like he has never heard of such a disparity between Qi training and returning to the void, but this is indeed the first time he has seen it.

What's more, he is still a dragon and is far stronger than ordinary monks in the same realm.

Just like this, it can be seen that Wang Yu's defense cannot be broken with all his strength.

However, this is not the point. The key point is that Wang Yu released the golden crow in his hand at the end.

Ao Bing thought about it and couldn't help but glance at the Golden Crow with the corner of his eye. A trace of envy flashed in his eyes: "Brother, you have already mastered the Man Crow Technique."

"This is Da Luo's magical power. It is far beyond comparison with other magical powers. If your realm is improved, brother, even those immortals who have become immortals will not be your opponent."

Ao Bing's attitude was very humble, and he spoke like a brother. Wang Yu felt like he was not living in ancient times but in modern times.
Chapter completed!