82_82249 Yang Jian directly handed over the storage ring to Kang Anyu, who was the highest in the Seven Saints of Meishan.

As for the previous gambling magic weapon, it has been fully included in the storage ring.

Yang Jian sneered in his heart, let your demon Dao Fa Wei reach the sky, and you have a lot of calculations, do you still have the ability to snatch the storage ring away.

Moreover, he had already investigated the storage ring before, it was just an ordinary storage ring, and there was no superfluous spirit pattern Dao seal to imprint on it. It's not a psychic treasure that can escape on its own, or be retracted by random spells.

"The Demon Dao, the summoned thing, cannot be completely controlled by this saint, so do you understand?" Guo Shenling said with a smile.

 ≈♂，a◆nshub↘a.; Zhongli looked at Guo Shen's arrogant appearance, and said with a change of heart: "Guo Shen, since the people who fight the law are the two of us, why didn't you participate in this bet?" Could it be that Guo Dasheng is too poor to gamble? ”

"Hmph, demon Dao, if you want to gamble, how can this saint be afraid of you! This treasure is an ancient mirror that contains magical power and can absorb people's souls. Even if the monks of the immortal realm are not guarded, they will not be able to escape the soul of this mirror. Guo Shen took out the dejected mirror and said.

Zhongli's eyes lit up: "Oh, such a treasure mirror, let this Heavenly Master think about it, what kind of treasure is it to bet against you?!" ”

After a while!

"Guo Shen, that, this Heavenly Master doesn't have an immortal weapon, so he can bet with you. You see, I have more than a dozen spiritual artifacts here, and I have a storage bag, which contains a lot of spiritual stones, gold essence, magic weapons, and pills. Added up, maybe a bet against you? Zhongli said.

Guo Shen glared angrily: "Demon Dao, you are really naïve!" Even if it is a hundred spiritual artifacts, it is not worth one immortal weapon. You really don't have any immortal weapons? ”

"No more!" Zhongli shook his head.

Guo Shen said disdainfully: "Since you don't have an immortal weapon, what did you have to do before?" ”

"Hmph, this saint has a spiritual artifact that is close to an immortal weapon, called Wind and Thunder Wing! This artifact. It is Lei Zhenzi, the great god of the Heavenly Court Thunder Department, and it is refined according to his magic weapon red apricot. When you see the flesh, it grows, and gives birth to two wings of wind and thunder. Guo Shen said.

After Zhongli pondered, he said, "Okay, this Heavenly Master will use what you have in exchange for you." ”

"A piece of wind and thunder wings. It's enough to be worth all your spiritual weapons. Guo Shen said.

Zhongli waved his hand, and all the magic weapons and a storage bag flew towards Kang Anyu.

Guo Shen also waved his hand, and the immortal weapon was like the wind, suspended in front of Kang Anyu's eyes.

Collected together, Kang Anyu nodded at the two.

Guo Shen's eyes were like lightning, his momentum was like a rainbow, and he said: "Demon Dao, summoning begins!" ”

Suddenly. The heavens and the earth seem to change color, and the wind and clouds tear and change!

And Zhongli was suspended in the void, calm and relaxed.

There is a kind of momentum that let it fall and I will not move.

"Nine Heavens Ying Dragon!" Guo Shen held his breath and threw out a jade pendant.

An invisible door of light appeared directly.

"What a Guo Shen, he actually summoned Ying Long, who lives above the Nine Heavens!" Zhong Wei sneered and disagreed.

And he only. In this game, I will definitely lose.

It is bound to lose. How to move forward.

In fact, it is not, free calculation.

Zhongli's face was cold, and he glanced around, and his eyes gleamed.

The last flash of laughter turned out to be captured by Yuan Turtle Real People.

"Demon Dao ......" Yuan Turtle's real voice is like thunder, like thousands of stacked waves.

But he didn't mean to be angry again. No matter how strong it is; However, as soon as the thought came out, it was like there was no fish in the water, how could there be the joy of catching.

"Damn, damn ......" stirred up a thousand waves with one stone.

There are insults and thousands of resentments.

All turned into anger. The eyes of rage, the monstrous momentum, the roar of thunder......

It's different, but it's all angry!

There are only Qingli Fairy, Antarctic Fairy, Yaochi Fairy, Nine-headed Pheasant Qingqing, Yang Jian, all people, etc.; At this moment, the complexion changes, if the wind and thunder gather, the expression is condensed, if the thunder thunders, the muffled sigh, the heaven and the earth are instantly discolored.

"That's it, that's it! If you encounter the demon next time, you don't need to say much, and you will be punished directly. The Antarctic Immortal Weng sighed lightly and said bluntly.

The monks of Kunlun Mountain promised one after another: "We will abide by the decree of the immortals!" ”

The Qingli Fairy sighed, turned into a streamer, and returned to her dojo cave mansion.

The fairy of Yaochi, above the jade face, the frost and haze, seem to have a murderous motive.

The nine-headed pheasant is green, the eyes are like the water of a clear lake, the ripples are brilliant, but it has lost a color.

"I hope you're doing it yourself!" The nine-headed pheasant Qingqing stared at the place where the figure disappeared, said such a sentence of right and wrong, and walked away.

Yuan Turtle is a real person who has never left.

Yang Jian, the Seven Sages of Meishan, the 1,200 grass-headed gods, has not left yet.

"Where's the storage ring?" Yang Jian's eyes were like lightning, and he looked at Kang Anyu.

Kang An Yuwei'an's body trembled, and he said with an angry face: "The moment the demon path escaped, the storage ring disappeared out of thin air. I didn't even feel the slightest fluctuation in power. ”

The real person of the Yuan Turtle, who had never left, suddenly jumped like thunder.

"How is it possible, how is it possible to ......? Ah, the demon road, the dragon rope of the real person, the divine soldier Jin Yue of the real person...... "The real person of the turtle wants to cry without tears, and he hates the demon road to death."

Yang Jian glanced at the Yuan Turtle Zhenren in disgust, and his momentum suddenly rose, turning into a golden light, and rising into the sky.

Next, another stream of golden light rose into the sky.

At the top of Yao Pond, which was still lively before, there were only a few people left.

Forsythia was stunned, stunned.

Fahai seemed to be thoughtful, and shook his head helplessly.

Yuan Turtle Zhenren was furious, jumped to his feet angrily and scolded a few times, and also drove away from the clouds.

"Hahaha, there are so many immortal weapons, this time this Heavenly Master, I have made a lot of money!" Painting the skin world, Zhongli under the white city of the frontier, looked up to the sky and said with a long laugh.

Thunder in unison, resounding through the sky!

For a while, the entire Nian beast within a radius of dozens of miles was boiling and restless, jumping up and down.

Inside the White City, there was a dead air.

But it was this thunder that shocked the soldiers and people, and they panicked and didn't know what to do.

"Be quiet, everyone must be quiet, we can't extinguish our prestige and grow the momentum of demons!" The demon hunter Pang Lang comforted everyone.

At this time, there were less than 1,000 soldiers and civilians in the city.

Why?

The attack of demons is one of the reasons, but in addition to the wars and the invasion of the Huns, the population of Baicheng has decreased sharply.

Some people have fled the city in search of life.

"Master Pang, how can you be sure that it won't be an army attacking?"

"There is only one person laughing, how can there be a movement in the east? Hey, by the way, did you hear what the man said after he laughed? Pang Lang said this, the dark color suddenly turned side, and then asked.

Someone said: "It seems that after a long laugh, I said, so many immortal artifacts ......"

"No, the next sentence ......?" Pang Lang frowned.

"Earn a lot of money, make a lot of money, is that what you say?"

"The previous sentence?" Pang Lang's eyes already showed a hint of joy.

"This Heavenly Master, this Heavenly Master...... Hahaha, Ben Demon Hunter, finally know who's back! Dear compatriots in Baicheng, we are saved! Pang Lang said excitedly.

A big man wearing the general's chain mail showed a straight face and said, "Master Pang, what do you mean by this?" ”

"General Chen, you didn't know about it later. If General Huo Xin and Princess Jing were here, they would definitely know who that person was?! Pang Lang said excitedly.

Just when General Chen was about to continue asking, someone had already exclaimed: "Ah, look, immortals! ”

"Immortals!" Everyone, looking up, was shocked, and then bowed down.

It turned out that high in the sky that day, there was a young man covered in smoke and clouds, overlooking below.

"Brother Zhong...... It's really Brother Zhong! Hahaha, Brother Zhong, the little brother is here, the little brother is here......" Pang Lang waved his hand and shouted excitedly.

Zhongli raised his eyes and looked, the elated person was not Pang Lang, who else could it be.

The clouds tumbled and fell towards the earth.

The moment the clouds descended, and Zhongli's feet touched the ground, Pang Lang had already greeted him.

"Brother Zhong, I haven't seen you for nearly half a year, but I really miss my little brother." Pang Lang directly gave Zhongli a hug.

Zhongli patted the other party's shoulder and said with a look of surprise: "What happened in Baicheng, why is it so lifeless?" ”

Next, Pang Lang told about the events that have happened in the recent days one by one.

Zhongli looked at the soldiers and civilians kneeling on the ground, and then said, "Everyone get up." ”

A sound came out, and everyone only felt an invisible force that lifted their trembling bodies up.

"Chen Yong, the guard of the White City, meet the Immortal Master!" General Chen gave Zhongli a military salute.

Zhong Li said: "Chen Yong, what is the situation in the Central Plains now?" ”

"Returning to the Immortal Master, the demon thief Dong Zhuo, coercing the Son of Heaven to order the princes, Princess Jing and General Huo Xin, are uniting the princes to crusade against Dong Zhuo's old thief." Chen Jianjun said.

Zhongli was stunned, it seems that the demise of the Eastern Han Dynasty is also inevitable history in the world of painting skin.

"By the way, Pang Lang, Xiao Wei and Que'er, where did they go?" Zhongli was a little curious, and he never saw Xiao Wei and Que'er.

It stands to reason that Xiao Wei and Que'er should still stay in Baicheng.

"Brother Zhong, don't you know, Miss Xiaowei and Miss Qi'er have been missing for several months." Pang Lang said.

When Zhongli heard this, his eyebrows froze: "Missing for a few months, is it ......?" ”

"System, Xiao Wei and Que'er, what world did you teleport to?" Zhongli hurriedly thought about the communication system.

The system is as calm as water: "Mansion Master, you don't have to worry, Xiao Wei and Qi'er, for some reason, they were not teleported back to the Painted Skin World at that time, but entered the Song Zhezong period of the Origin World where the Mansion Master is located." ”

"My own world? System, what the hell is going on? Zhongli was shocked.

Immediately, he remembered that in the real world, the inheritance of the Fox Immortal Sect began in the Song Dynasty.

"Mansion Master, during the Song Dynasty, the Netherworld of your world was still operating normally. Now the system prompts the owner of the mansion that Xiao Wei and Que can be recalled. Their mission in the Song Dynasty has been completed. The system prompted.

"Task? Can a servant of God complete the task for me? Zhongli was surprised. (To be continued......).