"Ah!" the old lady rarely got angry, and this voice frightened the three maids in the courtyard to exclaim in unison.

"Roll it all up, go back to ...... Huh?" swept a glance at the plate in the hand of a maid. Immediately swept away his anger, and his eyes lit up. What is immortal grass and immortal fruit, how can there be real immortal things distributed by Taixuanmen to mortals, but it is more affordable to reduce the tribute by half. And the things in the hands of the little maid in front of him are bright and beautiful, and the fairy spirit is overflowing, this is the real treasure wow. Old lady Gao took three steps and two steps, reached out and picked up one, and sniffed twice.

"Hehe!" With these things, a broken village owner is a fart, and longevity and strong body are still secondary, if there are one or two descendants with good bones, it is not impossible to create a cultivator from this, hum, how can your Yang family compare with me.

These things, if Lang Yu doesn't send them, even the Gao family, who can't deal with a second-order demon beast, where can he get them.

Treasured and heavy, the old man immediately ordered, the Gao family has rewards, kneeling facing the south, three thanks to the father.

"Ahh......h Ahh

After a few rings, Lang Yu raised his hand and twisted his nose, hehe! There are really many people who are worried about themselves. Who else can there be in Taixuanmen, Tianfengmen? It's useless to worry about it, as long as the overhaul can't go down to the mortal, with the sixth-order demon body, what can you do with me!

Lang Yu was not only slow, but he didn't want to go fast, dozens of miles away from the town, he hid in the woods. He seemed to see another acquaintance, who was also a master of the arts, and he was determined to find out.

The four warriors of the Ying family, a little fairy of Taixuanmen, and the five horses did not walk fast, and after half a day, they surpassed Lang Yu's divine sense, and Lang Yu raised the horse from behind to follow from a distance.

"Fairy, I'm afraid it's not safe on this road, should we rush back to the clan as soon as possible?" Ying Yushan passed through Fufeng Town, his heart was a little hairy, and he immediately bowed his hand.

The fairy covered with green gauze seemed to be thinking about something, and only replied after more than twenty breaths: "This fairy has only come back once in more than ten years, I don't know when it will be next?"

"Yes, yes. After speaking, Ying Yushan turned his head and drank. "It's all bright in my eyes. Protect the fairy!"

Isn't this an unwarranted anger! There was not a single ghost in front of him, and several junior disciples glanced at him, but no one answered, and they all pulled out their swords.

Lang Yu followed while thinking about the question in his heart. He tried to give himself an answer, but before he knew it, he came to a simple stone bridge and almost crashed out of the woods.

There was a wide space in front of him, and Lang Yu reined in his horse, and he couldn't retreat if he wanted to, and a powerful aura locked him in mid-air.

"Hmm? I've fallen for the little fairy. Lang Yu pushed his nose, "At a young age, it's really not easy." ”

Five people stood on the side of the stone bridge and turned around, and an old man in green clothes and white hair floated in front of several people. "Junior, even if you see the old man, don't you show up yet!"

A breath called frightening. This is the second powerful existence that Lang Yu felt after Song Shuzi, and it was by no means just Venerable.

Since he couldn't dodge, Lang Yu only mentioned the horse and flashed out.

"It's you again. Ying Yushan said hatefully.

The plain skirted woman of Taixuanmen gently lifted her veil. Frowned. "Are you from the Gu Clan?"

Lang Yu jumped off the horse and slapped it casually, and Jin Lingma pushed it aside, "Hmph, since you can lead me here, I'm afraid you know more than that." ”

"How is that possible?" the fairy frowned, as if this was not the person she had imagined at all, and as if this person could not have appeared here at all. I was very confused.

"Hmph, there is a road in heaven that you don't take, just such a little cultivation, you dare to kill immortals. The old man's granddaughter, you also want to move, do you still want to leave today?" The old man remained silent, his eyes were like electricity, although he did not stretch out his hand, but it made Lang Yu feel that he was surrounded by killing machines in front and back, left and right, and as soon as he moved, there would be death immediately.

Are you afraid? Not yet, a sixth-order demon body, he can't break it without a spiritual weapon.

Lang Yu turned his hand, put aside the old man, and looked at the fairy on the side. "If I don't have eyes, you're Qingqing. That's what we're going to do. As he spoke, he flicked his fingers, and the thing between his fingers shot away. "The thing is returned to its rightful owner. ”

"Smack!" the old man raised his hand to stop and opened his hand to look. A pair of old eyes immediately widened. "Fan pendant! Shaoting's thing!" turned his eyes to look at the girl.

Who knew that the fairy in white just glanced at the jade pendant, and then stared at Lang Yu blankly, her plain skirt trembled slightly, and her eyes were red and tears fell. "You, you're really a big brother. ”

Lang Yu rolled his eyebrows and trembled, changing his original appearance. "Hehe, Qingqing Shangxian, you are too high to hold me up! Back then, I really didn't know you still had such a scheming. Make a move, whether you can keep me or not depends on your means. ”

Who is Qingqing? The reason why Lang Yu has been with her for so long and has fallen into this trap is because she is also an old friend. Fufeng Town, with a hurried glance, although Lang Yu left at will, his heart was shocked. blamed his memory for being too good, and from that little face, he reminded him of a scene in the Gujia Restaurant in Xingyang Town.

"Big brother, is that little cake also half of one person?"

A snack goods. How could he also become a member of Taixuanmen?

If it was her, it wouldn't be surprising to recognize herself at a glance, because she had also seen Gourley. Ying Shaoting's daughter appeared in Ying's house, and it was even more natural. Lang Yu didn't want to make a move, he just wanted to confirm, who would have expected that he would come with a terrifying grandfather.

People's hearts are changing. If you don't change, you'll be in a Jedi.

The girl in the white dress is Qingqing, now called Ying Yuting. Six years ago, he was brought into the Immortal Gate, and this is the first time he has returned to Ying's house with his master in the lower realm.

"Big Brother ......"

"Get out!" Lang Yu glared angrily, wanting to shout, but he didn't say it.

The old man put away the fan pendant, "Take out your skills, Yunmeng Ancient Road battle, you have been half the apocalypse." The old man wants to understand how you can lead to the catastrophe. ”

Lang Yu's eyebrows twitched slightly, and as expected, the two people on the other side not only knew that they were from the Gu clan, but more importantly, they recognized themselves as the culprits of the Yunmeng War.

But at this time, I didn't care about it, I flipped my hand, and the blue flame came out, dealing with such an existence, Langyu didn't dare to hold it up. After dealing with Xianmen for such a long time, it is conceivable that no matter how careful you are, it is inevitable that people will know the details of your body and combat skills, and it will be more and more difficult in the future.

However, what Lang Yu didn't expect was that Ying Haochen on the opposite side didn't underestimate him, and before he could make a move, he pulled out the Qinggang Sword. The Xuan Qi was shining brightly, like a fire dragon walking on a sword.

"Grandpa!" Ying Yuting was shocked.

"Stand down! Take this son, and the Xianmen will naturally be indispensable to our benefits. ”

"Grandpa, don't!" Ying Yuting begged, her face was full of pear blossoms and rain, but the reward of the fairy gate was too charming, the spiritual weapon, the ancestor who was more than two hundred years old, had not touched it yet.

Moreover, it seems that this kid is not a mortal thing in his hands.

Langyu rarely takes the initiative to make a move, except today, and the shot is a psychedelic style. With a wrong step, he moved three feet three horizontally, and then the figure was in a trance. The Great Seven Star Footwork is still not useless, as long as he can't go to the sky, this is still one of his life-saving means.

"Huh?" Ying Haochen couldn't help shrinking his eyes, and secretly said, "A bit of a doorway", the sword in his hand shook out, and a line of fire "snorted" through the figure, flew out more than ten zhang and disappeared.

Langyu's third step appeared seven meters to the left, and a crack was cut in the black shirt.

If you don't have an inch, it's not that you can't dodge, but you don't have to hide far away. The weirdness of his body made Ying Haochen seem to pass through his chest.

The sword flower shook again, and an orange flame exploded under Lang Yu's feet with a "bang", like igniting a barrel of gasoline. But it was clear that the black shadow was wrapped, but another afterimage slid to the right rear.

The moment the Xuan Qi fluctuates together, it can be reacted, in addition to the subtlety of footwork, it must also be supported by a strong divine sense. Ying Haochen breathed two swords, but instead of stopping Lang Yu's footsteps, he let him get closer to three meters. I couldn't help but take a step back.

"Grandpa, he's Qingqing's benefactor. Ying Yuting couldn't step forward, so she could only cry outside the three zhangs. But no one listened to her when she could be distracted by the two in the battle.

The black shadow flickered again and again, flickering left and right, looking in Ying Haochen's eyes, it was like a flea jumping forward and backward, "poof" and "boom" fireballs, and the pillars of light staggered out. In the blink of an eye, eighteen swords, only two swords seemed to hit Lang Yu, and after hitting him, he flipped back, and two puffs of smoke came out of his black clothes. But looking at this kid's footwork that was not messed up at all, he was not sure whether those two steps were disrupted by himself, or if they were originally the same way.

The cultivator was afraid of getting close, so he instinctively pulled away, and Ying Haochen unconsciously retreated five steps in a row. still let Langyu post it.

"Inch in!" shouted, the sword slashed, and a rampant line of fire fluttered lightly, as soon as it flashed, it shook up and down at both ends, and faintly "chirped" and chirped, and a firebird with wings spread in front of Lang Yu's eyes swooped over.

Range attack, this is to force himself back, Lang Yu can only make a knife. Roll down with one hand, and flick it off. The blue flame knife slashed out a ray of blue light, and after a buzz, it actually made him really cut open a foot of space, and the cold air disappeared. It is not bad to extinguish the fire with water, but the Blue Flame Knife is also a fire attribute after all, and it was destroyed by Lang Yu with the qi of Xuan Ice, and the loss was not small.

The firebird was quite tenacious, perhaps because the Xuan Ice Qi was too weak, and it did not shatter, but instead shook the feather sword and pierced it.

With a gap of one foot, Lang Yu couldn't get out of his whole body, dressed in black, and he didn't know how many holes were pierced in his arms and ribs, and the green smoke was together, and the rags turned into ashes.

"Ah!" Ying Yuting exclaimed. I didn't even have time to shout the word grandpa, so I jumped and pounced.

"Fairy!" The two samurai beside him grabbed their sleeves with quick hands.

The knife light spun out, and Langyu followed the knife. In a life-and-death battle, as long as you don't repel yourself, the goal remains the same.

Where else are you going to jump, Ying Haochen is really not suitable for this kind of lifeless play. According to his prediction, Lang Yu was at least slightly injured under this blow, but he didn't expect to be desperately pounced by him.

The old man's eyes shrank, and his divine sense was condensed to stare at his next change, and if he couldn't retreat, he had to retreat again, and he couldn't take more than ten steps in front of him. Could it be that this kid is relying on a spiritual weapon?