Xuanshan had already put it away, which was to show what Elder Situ meant, and then raised his hand to untie Meng Yao, looking at Meng Yao who got up, a light smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Shui Mengyao looked up at Lang Yu lightly, and after a long time, she took off the jade bracelet on her hand and took out a ring from her waist. Moved lightly and sent it to Lang Yu, "Meng Yao originally wanted to go to Dayuan, and she went to my mother with this thing." How to find only the boss knows, the news of my going, only please you, you have to live, three years later, if there is no news from you, Meng Yao will go by herself. "Anyway, Ying Ying bowed.

Lang Yu was speechless, the person in front of him was Yueyue, but it wasn't, it wasn't like, it was very similar. After taking two things, his hands were shaking, this girl was afraid that she would die, so she had such an explanation.

Meng Yao turned around and never looked back.

"The master is above, please accept the disciple's three bows. With that, he lifted his robe and knelt down. Shui Mengyao bowed sincerely and knelt willingly. But what was going on in her mind?

Elder Situ understood, and so did Langyu. The master recognized on the neck of the knife holder can still be called a master? Lang Yu and Duan Boyang are role models.

I don't know that kind of experience at this time, Meng Yao's heart, but Lang Yu knows, and he asked himself if he could do it, even if he only did a half-kneeling salute at the beginning, he was still like a stalk in his throat.

Before I knew it, a salty taste flowed to my mouth. During the three-year period, if I don't die, I will go to Taixuan to find you, even if I fight the Xianmen again.

"Boom!" thunder rolled, and angry clouds erupted. Except for Lang Yu and Meng Yao, all three of them looked up.

Who is this? But who knows what is in the heart. Only Elder Situ looked at Lang Yu and was speechless for a while.

A pull of green silk and three kowtows, the sky is shocked and the ghosts are worried. With today's scene, who would have expected that a few years later, a hundred years of virginity would fall into the phoenix because of this;

"You can go. Elder Situ said in a gloomy voice, this kind of voice is indescribable, there is hatred, helplessness, and murder. It's like treating Langyu like a fart. I wanted to hold it, but I couldn't hold it, so I had to let it go.

However, he couldn't let it go, because Lang Yu didn't leave, just looked at Meng Yao stupidly.

"Huh......" Elder Situ's anger had to be released from his mouth, and with a stroke of his hand, a faint layer of blue light covered the two of them. "Let's go!" if you don't go, I'll go, anyway, I can't do anything to you in front of her.

A streamer, really fast, the two of them disappeared in an instant.

The person was frightened and stupid, the two spiritual weapons were collected, and the talisman was broken. No matter how bad a little warrior is, what else can you have? It's just that Shui Mengyao can't see the next scene. Elder Situ flew out thousands of miles away with an immortal talisman, and someone else would deal with the rest of the matter. If I don't make a move, it doesn't mean that you can live. This kind of person is dangerous.

Lang Yu's distracted eyes were still staring at the distant sky, and he didn't even feel that a refining god had arrived beside him.

Life and death are like dreams, and perhaps vows are also empty. I'm nothing, I'm a waste, I'm a wretch, I'm not a man, I've escaped under the skirts of two women twice, am I still a lone wolf, is the wolf alive like this!?

Wu Zhaofan arrived before Elder Situ left, but he didn't show up, he received a message from the elder, this son must not stay.

"Boy, it's only because you don't have long eyes, and if you dare to kill Elder Song's son, you should also become an immortal. It's tiring to see you alive, let's end it!" "I can't find you by turning over the river and the sea, it turns out that you are here, thinking about Elder Song's reward makes people's eyes hot." Wu Zhaofan didn't even say hello to the other two immortals before making a move.

Huo Xuanqi, the fairy sword shook a sword flower, a gorgeous fire ring with a large basin, and the fire sword that was half a foot long was conjured up and went straight to Lang Yu's dantian. This is a regular way of playing for cultivators, not cutting the head, not piercing the heart, as long as the dantian is broken, everything will be stopped.

"It's him!" The other two Qi refining disciples, when they heard it, were half a beat slower, but they also broke their swords and hit out a magic trick, what seniors are not seniors, in front of heavy rewards, they are all bubbles. Two blue rays of light, unpretentiously followed.

The exercises of Taixuanmen are mainly based on the water system, but each immortal gate is not a kind of Xuanqi that is cultivated, that is, it is to recruit disciples, and the exercises practiced should still be based on their own physique, otherwise they will be sacrificing their roots and seeking the end. As long as you enter the Immortal Gate, any kind of exercise is at least above the heavens, and it is the kind of existence that is regarded as a family inheritance by some families in the mortal world.

The three swords were very fast, and they were all accurate, and they entered Lang Yu's dantian one after another, and the stupid Lang Yu didn't hide at all, as if he didn't know what that thing was, he watched himself being hit, and then shook three times as if he had been shot, and took three steps back. He stretched his neck twice, but he didn't spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Huh!?" Wu Zhaofan couldn't help but take half a step forward and squint his eyes to take a closer look. It was indeed hit, and the placket of the front shirt was blasted out of a big hole by the three people, but it was only the clothes that were torn. The opponent's performance was a bit unexpected.

This time he had to turn his head to look at the two fellow men on the left who were grabbing the work, one shook his head, and continued to beat me.

How about the first-order refining gods, in this mortal world, I am afraid that they can't catch up with the two ninth-level qi refining, they can shoot casually and fight as hard as they can, but Wu Zhaofan doesn't dare, he has to control his own shot and can't trigger the law.

They were very surprised, but for Lang Yu, it was not surprising at all, Venerable, is it so easy to break the physique of a fifth-order demon beast. Elder Situ still walked away, she never thought that Lang Yu would cultivate the forbidden technique "Qi Jing Transformation Yuan Jue" so coincidentally. It's just a glance, the form of Xuan Qi in the dantian is clear, and the rest of the nature is ignored, if it is a demon beast, you can't see the dantian. Moreover, as soon as the breath of the demon beast appears, how can it hide the induction of the old monster.

So she miscalculated, quite outrageously. The price is significant.

Lang Yu didn't resist, only the natural reaction of the demon body, and he was distracted. Even if it wasn't that he couldn't look down on the three of them, it wasn't that he was afraid that Elder Situ would come back, and the great pain he had experienced in the past made him seem to be enchanted and unconscious for a while.

"Poof, poof!" The three sword lights were even more powerful. Although the demon body was not broken, the person was blasted out by the Xuan Qi, and fell into the water with a "plop" sound, and then crawled to the shore in ignorance.

Wu Zhaofan was furious, what kind of monster is this! Grab a step, and then slash down with a sword, the Xuan Qi attack will be ineffective against you, see if you can carry the best treasure weapon.

The sword qi struck, and Lang Yu, who was crawling forward, raised his head a little mechanically.

A pair of eyes suddenly flashed a strange red glow. Looking at each other, Wu Zhaofan lost his mind in an instant like an electric shock, and couldn't tell whether the sword was split into the air, or Lang Yu dodged, a sword hit Lang Yu's left arm and slammed into the water, with a "boom", the water splashed.

At that moment, in Wu Zhaofan's mind, a desolate ancient demon beast with a flashing red light suddenly appeared, the demon beast looked like a fox but not a fox, like a cat and not a cat, but it just roared silently and disappeared. Wu Zhaofan was so frightened that he couldn't help but take a step back, however, this step stepped into the ghost gate.

In the splash, Langyu bounced, it really bounced, if it was described as jumping, it was not enough to describe its speed. The two immortals who followed behind only felt a black shadow flash in the splash, "Bang!" The blood flower exploded, and a headless corpse flew over the heads of the two people who bowed their heads.

"Ahh What happened? The two of them were a little sluggish, and they were just about to turn their heads to look behind them, but a terrifying aura came to them, as if they were being targeted by something terrifying, and they couldn't say anything, and they stomped on their feet, and the two jumped away from each other.

"Bang!" The immortal on the left was only half a step slower, and his right ankle was grabbed in the air, and he swung his sword and slashed down, and a touch of blue light was not cut off, and the person was dragged down.

"Help me——" Then there was a scream, and one thigh and half of his body were torn off.

The black clothes turned into red flower clothes, his hands were covered with blood, like a ghost, and Lang Yu's figure became clear in the eyes of the remaining immortals. His face was expressionless, and there was only a bloodthirsty fierce light in his eyes.

Shangxian shook his head, as if to sober himself up. The reality in front of him made him unacceptable, how long has it been, that is, you have struck a match, lit a cigarette, and you don't even have a chance to take a puff, and the hunter becomes the prey.

In the face of such a bloody killing method, this immortal suddenly thought of a terrible thing, this is not a human, but more like a demon beast, a humanoid demon beast. What kind of being is that?

If it is really as the god refining senior said, then the person in front of him has killed more than one immortal, and it is impossible for all immortals to be waste.

Shrouded in that violent aura, he wanted to leave, but he didn't dare to move. The fairy sword nodded incessantly in his hand.

There is more than forgetting to withdraw his hand behind him, and there is no way to turn back in front of him, everyone is this problem. Those who have experienced it regret it, and persuade those who have not experienced it are tantamount to playing the piano to a cow.

The footsteps of the god of death came unhurriedly, and the momentum was like a giant beast in the wilderness, trampling an ant.

The fairy urinated, and his feet seemed to be sucked in, and he couldn't move. He begged in a trembling cry that he didn't know why, "No, don't come, don't kill me......?"

"Poof!" "Poof!"

A fist pierced through his chest, and a mouthful of blood sprayed Lang Yu's face.

The ninth-layer Qi refining was thrown out like a dead dog, and the fairy sword in his hand became an ornament. A character like Lang Yu can't get close, and he still has no memory in Shangxianmen.

Three bloody corpses, it really doesn't look like they were killed. Wu Zhaofan is probably the most god cultivator who died. The headless corpse was not even recognizable when his mother came.

"Ahh "Poof——" a mouthful of long blood spurted out of the sky. "Plop" sat on the ground.