An Ji really couldn't stand the eyes of the two people on the seat, even if the other party gave him all the herbs in the mountains, he wouldn't stay for a moment, he wouldn't make himself uncomfortable for these benefits, he spoke: "The two seniors have their hearts, but there are still important things to do, and it is really inconvenient to stay in your sect, so I can only leave!"

After An Ji finished speaking, he wanted to leave with Xiaohu, but suddenly An Ji only felt that his hair was tied up, and then there was a burst of tightness - he was entangled. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

But seeing the roots of rattan coming out of the soil under An Ji's feet, they entangled it with lightning speed, and they couldn't move.

When An Ji came back to his senses, he and Xiaohu had already been restrained. Xiaohu was lying on the ground howling angrily, twisting his body and trying to break free.

Suddenly, a strong gust of wind erupted from the little tiger, and the rattan was instantly cut off inch by inch and scattered to the side.

The two people on the seat were a little surprised, and with a light sigh, their hands immediately moved, and the pale middle-aged man threw out a seal and shot straight at Xiaohu, who was trying to rescue An Ji.

The rattan on the ground, which was originally cut off by Xiaohu's wind blade, seemed to be pulled by some force, and flew towards Xiaohu together, reconnected, and tied Xiaohu to him.

The little tiger wailed, trying his best, but he couldn't cut the rattan anymore.

Seeing this, An Ji was furious, a black robe was windless, and the cold momentum burst out, and the rattan suddenly turned into ashes, his eyes were red, and there was a bloody red light, which grabbed people's hearts and souls - An Ji wanted to kill!

An Ji repeatedly courteously asked the other party to respect them as seniors and give them face, and they broke into the mountain gate first, although the other party explained the reason, but An Ji still felt that he owed something, after all, he hurt other people's disciples and ......

But the other party was so hateful that he didn't let him go, and he even bullied Xiaohu, and he was angry.

Grandpa once warned him not to get angry at will and lose his mind, otherwise something bad will happen, and he must learn to control his emotions to avoid disasters. But An Ji has long forgotten everything, he only wants to kill the two people in front of him now, they are really too deceitful.

An Ji really couldn't stand the eyes of the two people on the seat,

"You dare to provoke me and bully Xiaohu. I'm going to kill you......" An Ji's voice changed a little, but he could still feel that it was him, but it was even more ruthless, and his voice was soul-snatching, like a call of death, deep into the soul, making the souls of those present tremble.

But all this is limited to the hall, and there is no overflow too much, and it looks like it is controlled.

After the two of them exploded in An Ji's momentum, there was a palpitation in their hearts, as if something terrible was about to happen.

An Ji shook the rattan that bound him into ashes, which surprised the two of them even more, and his face was pale, uh, uh, and the middle-aged man secretly screamed badly.

An Ji had an amazing aura leaking from his body, he was suppressed, he had no power to fight back, and he couldn't move.

The two of them were in a hurry, and shouted in unison: "Stop!"

"Ahh

The two of them couldn't bear the pressure, and collapsed to the ground, beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down their foreheads, dense and intimidating.

Xiaohu was also affected, rotting into a puddle of mud, slumping to the ground, his lips kept trembling, and he couldn't do it when he wailed, he was in great pain.

Where would he have thought that this little demon king would have such a side, it was too scary. However, Xiaohu was also moved in his heart, this cruel little demon king was so good to him, so touched for him!

"Woo ......"

Xiaohu was moved to cry in his heart, but it was only for a moment, the coercion was too strong, he couldn't stand it, endless pain, indescribable discomfort, he could only describe it like this, there were too many feelings to explain.

In a secret room in the gym, an old man with gray temples suddenly opened his eyes, and a fine light shot out, as if he was about to penetrate everything. The spirit is restrained, and the essence is in the eyes, and the old man's breath is a lot calmer, without the previous awe-inspiring momentum, and more elegant and soft.

His eyes looked at the hall where An Ji was, as if he was aware of it, his expression was linked, his face was a little distorted, and he didn't know what kind of expression he was experiencing, he was shocked by the overflowing trace of qi.

The situation was not good, he couldn't perceive what was going on, he was blocked, he couldn't see, the power was very domineering.

Without hesitation, he hurriedly pinched the law - something unexpected had happened, and it was serious, and he had to do something.

Dao Dao aura appeared on the platform under the old man's legs, like a spiritual snake running, intertwined into a mysterious formation on the platform, and the aura suddenly flashed.

The entire Qingyun Spiritual Land shook, countless glows appeared in the blue sky, and the festival boundary appeared, and everyone didn't know what was going on, and they were a little panicked.

"Everyone, go to the Formation Eye and get ready. The old man's plain voice spread throughout the Qingyun Spiritual Land, and everyone heard it, and their expressions eased a lot, and they were no longer panicked.

Because this is the voice of his own ancestor, the power of the Sanhua Realm, and the strength is extremely strong, and he is the key figure in Qingyun Guanneng and the other two forces, Ling Songge and Cambrian, to divide this Luanzhou equally.

All the members of the Qingyun Temple moved, rushed to all corners of the mountain, refined the equipment, and began to prepare.

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