"Are these three cultivators from the so-called Immortal Mountain strong in spiritual strength and no trace of internal force?"

Xu Yao turned his head to Li Rui, a little incredulous.

"Xianshan people?"

"It should be, cultivation is higher than ours, and if I'm not mistaken, there should be a comparative realm, a third realm of cultivation. ”

The two talked to each other, and Li Rui's face looked a little solemn.

Because I don't know if the enemy is a friend or not.

The reason for the dignity is not that he is afraid of the three elders, but that he is afraid of stabbing the whole honeycomb.

He now has a family here. He can run around. He didn't want Xu Yao and Li Yanling to follow him and be chased by people all over the world.

The three elders, who seemed to be immortal and virtuous, had an unbelievable look in their eyes, which made Li Rui a little uncomfortable.

He knew why these people were arrogant. They have been revered by all secular people for many years. As a legend, if they were not arrogant, they would regret their origins.

Yang Xingye opened his mouth and said, "Those who go out are literati. ”

An elder opened his mouth and said, "Shi Shuowen is a hermit family, the ancient martial arts have been handed down for more than a thousand years, and it is really ridiculous to look at them today, because they are noble-hearted, open-minded, and strong-willed. ”

Although he didn't look at Li Rui, all eyes appeared, but he was obviously not used to literati.

Another old man said: "The world has changed, no matter if they are wrong or not, everyone has the opportunity to enter the door of my fairy tale and create a great cause together."

"Reduce the five places of the literati to two!" said the old man.

Hundreds of literati, as well as Li Rui and Xu Yao, all heard it in the clouds.

Wen Nanye knew Yang Xingye, saw him standing respectfully in front of the three old men, and also realized the pain in his shoulder, and respectfully stepped forward and said, "I don't know who the three old men are"

Li Rui smiled slightly, and said to Xu Yao's sisters: "Have you seen your typical snobbery, bullying good and fearing evil and meeting unknown people, all the doors that were slaughtered had to face death, and when they met the seemingly mysterious point, they nodded directly, and their waists were like a dog." It makes me sick!"

The poisonous tongue that once offended the heavens and holy places of the desert gods is slowly taking on its true effect.

The corners of Ye Wennan's mouth twisted, and the green muscles jumped. He saw that his children and grandchildren were still at Li Rui's feet, and he didn't know what to say.

For more than eighty years, Li Rui's harsh words have not been able to show on his face.

The old man didn't listen to Li Rui's words, looked at Wen Nanye, and said proudly: "I am a Yuantao from Huashan Town. ”

The other two elders also spoke.

"I am Huashan Chengyu Taoist!"

"I am a paradise in Huashan!"

When Xu Yao heard this, she covered her mouth in surprise and said, "This is really a master of Xiangshan."

Writers, who do not know the fame of the salty mountain, who do not want to go to the salty mountain to see the scenery of a lifetime, they all stare at it in amazement.

Wen Nanye suffered a lot.

He realized that the fact that his writer was slapped in the face was encountered on the spot, which left a bad impression on the people of Xianshan. Not only that, the quota just mentioned by Zhenyuan Taoist must be related to entering Xianshan, which is extremely precious.

Hearing the introduction of the three old men, Li Rui also touched his chin and looked at them.

This is the Xianshan people. Three strong men who are strong enough to cultivate the world have come down the mountain. Do you know that they are disciples, elders of the school?

If it was the former, he might be a man with a tail between his legs.

"Three Immortals, Our Literati ......"

Wen Naye bent down and was about to speak, and the True Yuan Daoist stopped him with one hand and said, "Don't say more, you take a step back." ”

Ye Wennan didn't even have the qualifications to discuss. True Yuanlu's spiritual power surged in his body, directly pushing him back to his original place.

The literati watched this scene with wide eyes, and only felt extremely bitter in their hearts, this is definitely a Xianshan person.

After Zhenyuan finished dealing with the affairs of the literati, he went to Li Rui, and Yang Xingye rushed to the literati to explain to them what the so-called quota was.

Xu Zhao hugged his sister and looked at the old man suspiciously.

"Grandpa, you are polite, my sister and Li Rui scared the literati just now, you are here!"

New Kid: "......"

When Xu Yao was taken away, Li Rui had just come to the engagement banquet. She didn't know that Xu Yao and Li Rui had already made a private decision.

When Zhenyuan heard Xu Zhao's words, he stopped and looked at the two brothers behind him.

They find that they don't understand what that means

Li Kezhou didn't say much nonsense, so he immediately took out a bag.

He threw it in his hands.

"Not a lot, not a lot, only 100. "I was going to bet £100 with you, but your numbers were too small. I can only bet on you for sixty dollars!"

Hearing his understatement, the people around him gasped.

If it weren't for the wrong place, someone's sword would have been trapped.

"It's impossible, you little boy, you're very poor at swordsmanship. When he reaches the zenith, he will be restored in the early days of Nimdan. How can you have 100 gods?

The old man claimed that the other party had taken out sixty dollars, cut off his head and gave it to him, and he changed his expression again and again, but he was not annoyed by his face, but his face was unbelievable.

After holding out for a long time, the man swallowed vigorously and three words popped out of his mouth: "Shit!"

Lu Tian smiled as usual, and his greedy eyes flashed: !. Good friends will not expose themselves Although they are not well-dressed, they are very wealthy Today, Lu Tianfang is eyeing this game, I put the gambling .....

A wave of mockery erupted all around.

"This kid is either supporting me or a typical idiot. ”

"I think it belongs to the latter, and although his sickle ferret is rare, this spiritual beast, which does not have a strong pedigree, but ranks in the lower middle class, and the green mango electric tail marten, the spiritual beast of the middle class, is not much comparable......"

"Okay! I wonder how this kid got these hundred badges. Did he really experience pain? Did he really experience pain? Did he really experience pain?

"I know him!"

Suddenly, there was a shout.

"This man is the latest, rumors are boiling, killed in the desert?? The snake, the madman who snatched the immortal badge, this person has not been swallowed by the devil bug, how can he still be alive?"

One day, a man had a chance to survive Voldemort's mouth, and he recognized him for the first time.

Hearing this, the audience was stunned.

But suspicions immediately arose, because Mu Qingtong was by his side. If they really were enemies, they wouldn't be so peaceful.

In the midst of a heated discussion, the sickle weasel walked out and into the runway.

Lu Tianfang lost his composure for the first time, and he thought of the sixty badges he was about to get.

"Hahaha...... I care who you are! I want to rely on a scythe ferret with inferior blood, and my green, twisted electric tail. Either way, this is the last battle. I'm going to make you, in this place there are visible people, my soul loves true power......"

"Go! Don't put your hands behind your back. This time, I'll let you do your best and make a quick decision.

Lu Tian put his mouth in front of the mink and shouted excitedly.

Scythe Skunk heard that he was looked down upon, and his eyes were already red from fire.

Lu Tian gave an order, and the tail of the electric mink was full of blue thunder flashing, and a thick arm made a thunderous arc and shot out from the tail.

The claws of the scythe skunk slashed into the air, and the blades of the three scythes cut through the air and spun to kill the past.

"When did the Scythe Skunk be so powerful?"

Seeing this huge scythe, everyone present was shocked.

The blade of the long scythe echoed the roar of the arm.

"Rila" sounded.

The blue thunder was cut into a fluctuating light, spreading in all directions, and instantly scattered in invisible places.

But the blade of the sickle is like broken bamboo.

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The scythe of the wind cut the thunder and lightning and opened the bloody flowers, and the mink was seriously injured and rolled away.

"Impossible!"

Lu Tianfang was full of confidence at the last moment, but he did not suppress his smile, but became surprised in the next moment.

"This scythe skunk...... How can it be so strong?

Everyone rushed over and asked.

Again, the one-year-old said, "It's really out of the ordinary, it's obvious that the body of the sickle weasel hasn't really grown yet."

"This kind of spiritual beast, as far as I know, due to the limitation of innate blood, the strength will reach the Ningdan Dacheng of our generation, almost to the end, but this one ......"

The old man narrowed his eyes and said, "Judging from the physical shape, there .........is still a distance from adulthood, how can we have such strength?"

The audience was even more amazed when they heard this superior analysis.

It is in the middle of the field.

Lu Tian's face was pale.

People who don't know think that they are seriously injured, but at this moment, he is reluctant because of regret.

No, the time has not yet come, WHO

(End of chapter)