Walking out of the Xianwu Temple, Luo Xi was sullen, similar to the expression of the person who had just left the deep market, and muttered: "The old Taoist priest is so mysterious, you also pretend to be deep." ”

Long Chen didn't answer Luo Xi, but frowned slightly, "What a strong murderous aura!"

"What the hell?" Luo Xi looked at Long Chen suspiciously.

Long Chen grabbed Luo Xi's hand, turned the corridor, and hid behind an osmanthus tree, which was a four-season osmanthus tree, and the branches were full of osmanthus flowers, fragrant.

The two of them did not enjoy the flowers in Yaxing, especially Chen Long.

His gathered look, as if he was facing a great enemy, hid behind the osmanthus tree, protected Luo Xi behind him, and put his index finger to his lips, "Shhh

Luo Xi didn't understand what was going on, but seeing that Long Chen looked so solemn, he had to follow his wishes, leaning close to his body, hiding behind him, turning slightly sideways, following his example, poking his head out and looking out of the corridor.

After a while, from the eaves of the palace of Xianwuguan, several people wearing bronze masks jumped down, dressed in short and vigorous suits, landed lightly, moved quickly like monkeys, blinked their eyes, and approached the gate of Xianwuguan.

A man wearing a wolf head mask at the front took the lead in approaching, raised his palm, and pushed open the gate of the Xianwu Temple with one palm, and then the rest of the bronze masks flew into the Xianwu Temple.

Chen Longjian's eyebrows were low, he turned his face, and whispered to Luo Xi: "Xixi, you hide here and don't move around, I'll take a look!"

Luo Xi realized that the situation was not good, and from the few people who flew into the Immortal Martial Temple just now, it seemed that it was not good for the Xuanchen Daoist, so he nodded, "Well, Ah Long, be careful!"

The corners of Chen Long's mouth grinned slightly, "Don't worry!"

Then, he got up, rushed over, glanced at it, and found no accomplice with a bronze mask on the eaves, and then hurried to the door of the Xianwu Temple.

He didn't rush into the house at once, but stuck it to a nearby window to listen for the movement in the room.

I only heard a shrill voice asking, "Stinky old man, you are really hiding deep enough, it's time to tell the whereabouts of the Imperial Immortal Sword, right?"

Imperial Immortal Sword? Chen Long was stunned, what the hell is this? Why do you feel more and more that this city is full of immortal energy!

There are not only immortal cultivators, but also immortal cultivators, what kind of sect is this wave of bronze mask men?

Is there really any sword that can resist immortals? This is very strange!

"Even with you little people, you are also worthy of asking about the Imperial Immortal Sword?" said Xuanchen Daoist's voice.

"Presumptuous! Do you really think that if you have the Imperial Immortal Sword, you will be able to split the immortal gate? Less dreaming!" the shrill voice roared again, "Acquaintances, tell me where the Imperial Immortal Sword is hidden, and I can spare your life." ”

"It's really ridiculous! Since Lao Dao is in charge of the Imperial Immortal Sword, even if he dies, he will never reveal half a word of the Imperial Immortal Sword to you wolves. ”

I'll go!

The Xuanchen Taoist is in charge of the Imperial Immortal Sword, what else is it to split the Immortal Gate? What the hell is going on?

Today, Luo Xi brought himself to Sanyuan Palace, entered this Immortal Martial Temple, and bumped into this trip, was it arranged a long time ago, or was it purely a coincidence?

"Stinky Daoist, I can't imagine that you are really a stone in a dung pit, stinky and hard, don't think that I really dare not kill you!" a shrill voice threatened.

"Let's do it!" "Daoist Xuanchen looked at death as if he were at home.

"Kill him!" the man with a shrill voice commanded, "My sect can't get the Imperial Immortal Sword, even if I destroy it, I won't let him be left in the world." ”

"Silly Soso!"

There was a movement of the body, "clang", which seemed to be the sound of pulling out a weapon.

Chen Long's chest was boiling with blood, he clenched his fists, stepped out with an arrow, kicked open the door that had already been closed, and shouted: "Stop!"

His gaze swept over, and the man in the bronze mask was also stunned when he saw him.

The shrill voice was the man with the bronze mask of a wolf's head, and a pair of sharp eyes like a sword were cast at Chen Long from the hole in the mask, and he asked in a surprised tone, "Who are you?"

"Ding! I found one master of the Xuan Field, two Heavenly Rank in the Yellow Field, and four ...... of the Yellow Field's Innate Rank" In the divine sense, a mechanical prompt sound came.

Chen Long glanced at it, there were just seven of them, didn't they! Martial arts cultivation is not weak, can he resist it with his own martial arts cultivation?

But Long Chen has already entered the Yellow Field Acquired Stage, and if he really wants to make a move, fight to the death, and deal with these few people, he can also fight.

Thinking of this, he snorted coldly and directly confronted the man with the shrill voice of the wolf-headed bronze mask, "Are you the leader of several of them?

"They are the apostles of the Demon Realm!" Xuanchen Daoist said in a deep voice, "Little Daoist, you are not their opponent, you can't lose your life in vain, you should run for your life quickly!"

Apostle of the Demon Realm?

Chen Long was completely blinded, and the demon realm appeared? Isn't this too weird.

"What the hell is the Demon Apostle?" he asked in disbelief after a moment's silence.

"The Apostle of the Demon World is not a ghost, he is a demon, a devil who wanders in the human world. Xuanchen Daoist said heavily.

Long Chen laughed, "Dao Chief, don't be joking, in this era, where is there a demon realm, what a demon. If I really want to, I'm a demon!"

Xuanchen Daoist still had a calm face like a calm lake, without a ripple, he seemed to feel sorry for Chen Long, a young man who didn't know the height of the sky, and felt sad, he didn't expect that at this time, he would encounter the Demon Apostle and break into the Immortal Martial Temple.

"Boy, don't talk nonsense, don't want to die, get out of here!" the wolf-headed bronze masked man threatened in a low voice.

Chen Long took a deep breath, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and put on a posture of watching the excitement, "Huh? Strange to say, I have two problems: first, I like to watch the excitement, and second, I am nosy!"

"You're looking for death!" the wolf-headed bronze masked man waved his hand angrily and ordered one of the bronze masked men, "Kill him!"

The bronze masked man looked to be one meter eight tall, he was strong, three big and five thick, and at the sound of an order, he showed a strange weapon in his hand, which looked crystal clear, but it was glowing with a faint black airflow, lingering on that bone.

It's all over the calf!

It seems that Xuanchen Daoist is not right at all, these people are really some kind of demon realm apostles, just from the bone weapon that exudes a pale black air flow, it is enough to see that these people are not ordinary people at all, let alone people who belong to this era.

While Long Chen was pondering, the man in the bronze mask waved the bone weapon in his hand and smashed it angrily towards Long Chen's Heavenly Spirit Gai.

"Hmph!" Of course Long Chen would not wait for death, the tea qi in the dantian was surging, and a strong air flow had already gathered in his palm, and he didn't wait for the bronze mask man's bones to fall down, his figure flashed, as fast as lightning, and he slapped out with a palm.