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After a while, a man's voice sounded: "Master, Liu Changsheng is back!" ”

Hearing this, a faint smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Peng Zhuri's mouth, and his figure shook and stood up, this smile, with this cold face, revealed a bit of cruelty and coldness.

"Are Daoyou so anxious?"

Yunkong Zhenren sighed lightly, silently put away the magic plate, and looked sad.

"The old man repeats again, his life belongs to the old man, as for the resources on his body, the old man only takes back what Peng Yu has gotten, and everything else belongs to you, carefully calculated, you have no loss, but a lot of money!"

Peng Zhuri's voice was full of coldness, he glanced at Yunkong Zhenren, raised his hand, and a law duel struck, and the two palace doors suddenly opened slowly, and strode towards the outside of the hall, as if he was the master here.

The sadness on Yunkong Zhenren's face was even stronger, and he slowly stood up and followed silently.

On the square in front of the palace, Mingyue Zhenren slowly paced the square steps, his face sank like water, and when he saw the two walking out, he hurriedly stepped forward and gave a deep salute.

"Come along!"

Peng glanced at Mingyue Zhenren day by day, and commanded in a cold voice.

Mingyue Zhenren's eyes looked at Yunkong Zhenren, and when he saw Yunkong Zhenren nodding, he replied sneeringly: "Yes!" ”

The three of them each drove the light towards the direction of the teleportation hall, as if they were disgusted that Mingyue Zhenren was too slow, Peng grabbed it day by day, and a powerful suction force fell from the sky, Mingyue Zhenren involuntarily flew towards it, and landed beside Peng Zhuri.

A cloud of white light rushed out of Peng's body, wrapped around the two of them, and Mingyue Zhenren only felt the wind whistling in his ears, and the meteor flew towards the peak where the teleportation hall was located.

The dignified Great Elder of the Heavenly Master's Mansion was at the mercy of others at this moment, and his heart was inexplicably desolate!

There is a huge gap between the Yuanying monks and the gods and the demon emperor realm monks, not to mention, Peng Zhuri is still in the realm of the Great Perfection of the Demon Queen Period, and he is only half a step away from stepping into the immortal path.

Fortunately, since Peng Zhuzhi occupied the magpie's nest, for the sake of safety, Mingyue Zhenren had already sent most of the Yuanying monks and Jindan Realm secret disciples in Dragon and Tiger Mountain to the mountain gate, and at this moment, few people could see this scene.

Not long after, the figures of the three had already appeared in the Zizhu Mountains.

And on the periphery of the Zizhu Mountain Range, Liu Changsheng is chasing and killing a giant bat, this seventh-order bat demon, the wingspan is dozens of zhang wide, the speed is extremely fast, squeaky and screaming, disturbing people's minds, and the dark green poisonous juice spewing out of his mouth is even more poisonous.

Suddenly, a man's voice sounded: "Junior, don't be arrogant, accept your life!" ”

The sound sounded like thunder, and along with this sound, there was also a huge palm that covered the sky and the sun, and slapped straight towards Liu Changsheng, and at the same time, a vast power of divine thought fell from the sky.

The bat demon only felt a buzzing in his ears, his soul shook, his eyes turned black, and he rushed to the ground.

Liu Changsheng's body also shook a few times in the air, his complexion changed suddenly, and he suddenly lifted the true qi of his whole body and rushed forward, breaking away from the attack of the palm shadow, and smashed it towards the bat demon with a stick.

The palm shadow hit the air, and in the earth-shattering loud sound, there was a bottomless palm-shaped pit on the ground, and deep cracks cracked on the ground within a radius of dozens of miles.

And the bat demon was smashed by Liu Changsheng's head with a stick, and his hands and feet were neatly put into the storage bracelet.

Immediately after, Liu Changsheng suddenly turned around and rushed in the other direction, and suddenly the golden light behind him burst out, giving birth to a pair of Peng wings that were several zhang wide, and the long feathers were shining with golden light, and the wings were fanned, and he easily escaped hundreds of zhang away, and fled without looking back.

Overhead, a palm shadow flew down.

Thirty miles behind him, a middle-aged man in a purple robe, a high crown, a white face, and a cold expression chased after Liu Changsheng with his feet.

Seeing the appearance of this middle-aged man from a distance, several demon kings who were scattering and fleeing were all mentally shocked, and they all stopped fleeing, and the shape-shifting demon king who was closer to him even bowed respectfully from afar.

"Boy, you're bold, aren't you afraid that old guy will come one step ahead of Poor Dao?"

Liu Changsheng's ears suddenly sounded another transmission.

Hearing this transmission, Liu Changsheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then there was a burst of doubt, the wings behind him flapped more frequently, and he fled faster without looking back.

The purple-robed middle-aged man chasing behind him seemed to be a real person of Ming Jian, but the power of Fang Cai's palm, as well as the powerful divine thought that fell from the sky, far surpassed any great cultivator he had ever seen, could it be that the real person of Ming Jian had already stepped into the realm of transforming gods?

This point was not mentioned by the real person who broke the dust.

Another palm shadow fell from the sky, still full of might, but it still didn't hit Liu Changsheng, flew behind Liu Changsheng, and slapped a mountain peak to the ground.

"Boy, act seriously, the poor road is now the Jin Bolang of the Ten Thousand Demon Valley!"

The sound of transmission sounded again, and the distance between the purple-robed middle-aged man and Liu Changsheng was getting closer and closer, and when he looked back, this person stepped on the green clouds and chased after him like an understatement, the speed was no less than Liu Changsheng's full escape.

This time, Liu Changsheng completely believed that the person chasing was really the real person of Ming Jian, and he also understood why it was the real person of Ming Jian who came to play this scene with him, it seems that the news of the real person of Ming Jian advancing to the realm of God Transformation is a secret, and even the real person of Broken Dust does not know. However, when the real person of Broken Dust was arraigned three days ago, he did not mention that the real person of Ming Jian wanted to pretend to be Jin Bolang, and he didn't know what the real person of Ming Jian had to do.

Thinking of this, he said loudly: "Jin Bolang, you old monster, if you slap the master, the master will kill you a demon king in the Ten Thousand Demon Valley, I see how many demon kings in your Ten Thousand Demon Valley died because of you!" ”

"Arrogance!"

Ming Jian Zhenren snorted coldly, and raised his hand to palm it again.

This palm, however, smashed firmly on Liu Changsheng's body, knocking it deep underground.

Several shape-shifting demon kings who were watching from a distance noticed this scene, and they couldn't help but be inexplicably excited, and their hearts were pounding.

"The three elders have great powers!"

"The three elders are mighty!"

"Subordinates meet the three elders!"

"When the three elders come out, they must take Zizhu Mountain in one fell swoop!"

Several demon kings cheered like thunder, bowing down to the real person of Ming Jian from a distance, and the horse's fart was slapping loudly, for fear that Jin Bolang would not hear it if it was too far away.

It is rumored that there are four demon emperors in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, and Jin Bolang ranks third.

Unexpectedly, a golden light flew up on the dusty ground, and Liu Changsheng spread his wings and flew high again, and Fang Cai's palm did not kill him.

At this moment, all the demon kings suddenly became embarrassed, and they all closed their mouths.

Jin Bolang has always been unbroad-minded, and his ass was slapped on the horse's hooves, and if he angered him, he would be in trouble.

And the ninth-order demon king was even more secretly worried, in the previous beast tribulations, there was an agreement between the demon emperor of the demon clan and the powerhouse of the human race god realm not to directly participate in the battle, and now that Jin Bolang suddenly appeared in the Zizhu Mountain Range, would the Yunkong real person of the Heavenly Master's Mansion make a move? If this rule is broken, will it lead to the slaughter of the demon army of the Great Yan Dynasty by Yunkong Zhenren next?

Ming Jian Zhenren snorted coldly, and suddenly the brilliance around his body shone brightly, and he sped up a few points, and raised his hand to hit it with a palm.

Liu Changsheng's movements were also three points faster than Fang Cai, and this palm was actually missed again.

On the main peak of Zizhu Mountain, Wei Chen, Feng Yi, Yan Xiao and others changed their expressions one by one, and they all looked at the real person who broke the dust.

They didn't know Jin Bolang, but they could see that Liu Changsheng had encountered a life-and-death crisis, and the only people who could force Liu Changsheng to look like this were probably the Demon Emperor of the Demon Clan and the Humanist God Powerhouse.

The speed of the two was too fast, and they were already far away from the main peak of the Zizhu Mountain Range in a moment, and the formation prohibition could no longer capture the figures of the two, and the bronze mirror became blurred.

Broken Dust Zhenren's face sank like water, and his heart was anxious, Liu Changsheng guessed correctly, he really didn't know that Ming Jian Zhenren had stepped into the realm of transforming gods, and judging from the image in the bronze mirror, the strength of this purple-robed middle-aged man was by no means invincible to Liu Changsheng, the speed of the two was too fast, the mirror was blurry, and he couldn't see the specific face of the purple-robed man, and he didn't dare to be sure if this person was pretended by Mingjian Zhenren.

But in the face of such a strong person, even if all the Yuanying monks here are killed, they are not opponents, and opening the mountain protection array to let Liu Changsheng step into the mountain gate will only bring a crisis to everyone.

At this moment, a deafening loud bang roared in everyone's ears, and the mountain peaks under everyone's feet trembled.

"What's the matter, someone is attacking the mountain protection array?"

Yan Xiao asked in a trembling voice, his figure flickered, and he rushed out of the hall.

Broken Dust Zhenren's brows twisted into a ball, and he walked quickly to the outside of the hall.

Wei Chen, Feng Yi and the others looked at each other and followed one after another.

At the head of the sky, the forbidden light curtain that shrouded the main peak of the entire Zizhu Mountain Range was torn apart by a huge opening at the location of the teleportation hall, and outside the teleportation hall, Lin Dong, who was responsible for guarding the teleportation hall, looked up at the sky with an ugly expression.

"What's going on?"

Broken Dust asked from afar.

"It's Uncle Yunkong and that senior!"

Lin Dong replied, his face was pale, and his heart was churning with anger.

Mingyue Zhenren was caught in the palm of his hand like an eagle catching a chicken by Peng, and he was obviously taken as a hostage, and Yunkong Zhenren who followed behind the two turned a blind eye.

Thinking deeply, but there is a sense of powerlessness surging over, this mountain protection array, even the real person of Yunkong can't break it with one palm, but Peng Zhuri, but it is broken casually, and the strength is not good, except for being slaughtered, what can be done?

Turning his head to look at the other figure outside the teleportation hall, he smiled coldly: "Duan Pingyuan, if he doesn't die, you can wash your neck and wait for death!" ”

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