Zhen Hong and Long Lin flashed back at the same time, and at a glance, they knew that both sides were used to group fights, and first of all, they had to avoid being captured by the other party and the king first.

Those Yuanying servants were very excited, and the cries came and went, "I want that little girl with golden eyes to be the furnace!"

"Nima, Brother Bao really has a special taste! Poor Dao doesn't like the demon clan, that little rabbit like a powder ball is very good, hehehehe..."

"Lao Xu, you know fart, the old bag is the real thing! Their female cultivator of the Haiwang Sect has been dealt with by the young sect master, and she is not a concubine for a long time, how can she be so clean and neat!"

"All of them are good, if that green-eyed kid dresses up, he is stronger than the head of the Fan Garden!"

"Hahaha..."Everyone laughed, their eyes red staring at the dragon treasure chrysanthemum and Wangcai in the circle.

Talking and laughing in his mouth, the killing weapons in his hands were released, only to hear the sonorous and sonorous sounds of various collisions, a huge black iron ring covered with mysterious ancient arcane ornaments whined and whirled, knocking these spiritual weapons and magic weapons open, and shot out in all directions. A silver-haired girl with a sneer on the corner of her mouth stood on one foot on a black circle, her dark clothes fluttering, and she collected most of their treasure with her bare hands; Zhen Hong frowned, spit out a stream of blue water, faintly flowing with light runes, and the sound of the dragon moaning in the water waves fluctuated, appearing to be extraordinary.

It seems that he, like Zhen Ruoya, is a water spirit root monk, Long Lin thought.

However, the water covered the two monks to no avail, but was sucked clean by the dancing green flames in the shape of branches and leaves! The two monks, who were still talking lightly just now, were burned to the ground in a few breaths, and the Yuan Infant had no time to escape. The other twenty-four retreated in horror. Of course, they were ready to capture each other alive without killing the killer, but this flame was so fierce that even Zhen Hong's natal true water couldn't help it, it was really beyond imagination!

"Long Bao, don't hurt their Yuan Baby..." Long Linfei shouted from above.

"I'm waiting for all of them to be Yuanying, which one do you want to hurt? What a little rabbit cub..."The monks took out the spirit treasure at the bottom of the pressure box one after another, and continued to scold in their mouths, while opening the spiritual power cover and crushing the fire prevention talisman treasure, they soared into the air to prepare for encirclement and suppression, but they didn't expect Long Lin's second half of the sentence to add that they almost fell from the air:

“... Don't hurt their Yuan Baby, take them out and give them to Chrysanthemum Wangcai to eat!"

"Okay..." a milky voice agreed.

The monks were in a hurry and were about to attack wildly, when suddenly a flower appeared in front of them, and the whole world changed! They were somehow transported to the mortal world, but they saw the dead vines and old trees, the small bridges and flowing water, the smoke curling from the bamboo huts with red glow, and the flowers and trees on the riverbank were intoxicated by the east wind; the piccolo was melodious, the woodcutter sang late, and the shepherd boy rode home on a bull in the sunset... It's so real, and it's like a dream. This is the landscape they are all familiar with, and it is also the place where they ran away as teenagers, and what they have spent thousands of years of penance trying to get rid of and forget: the human world.

Their souls are lost, and everyone seems to have seen their own unknown long life, and their hearts are filled with countless desolation, hatred, resentment, hesitation, sorrow, anger, hesitation... More is remorse: the long road of cultivating the truth, nothing more than a big dream, success or failure turns the head empty, how can it be like a childish child around his knees, raising a glass to invite the moon, and staying with a beautiful woman in the white head? The first to wake up was Zhen Hong, not that he had the highest realm, but that he was born in a royal family, and he had everything since he was a child, and he was relatively not deeply attached to the comfort of the mortal world, "Domain Realm!" He roared, regretting that his Meng Lang had provoked a god!

Several people in the higher realms began to realize that they wanted to forcibly break free from the spatial shackles of the illusion, or squirt a mouthful of natal essence blood, or crush the life-saving spirit treasure... With a few swishing sounds, the three yellow and clear Yuan Babies tore open the crack and fled quickly, nearly a hundred miles away in the blink of an eye. Infant escape is really much faster than Jin Dan's escape.

Long Bao shouted, "Where to escape!" The three silver rings of fortune were as fast as meteors, and they caught the three screaming Yuan Babies without any difference, flew back, and were put into the storage bracelet after being put into the box by Long Lin.

Long Bao laughed, and shouted again, "Receive, receive!"

Shuyinghui suddenly appeared, tied up the twenty or so monks together, like a big bundle of dry firewood, and fell into the big black collar of Mao Chrysanthemum, unable to move. For the sake of safety, Long Bao let Zhan take another leg, no, the snow stained his clothes, sprayed a circle of fire, and took three insurances - after all, he had never captured so many Yuan Infants, you must know that in the Great Qin Kingdom, more than three Yuan Babies can start a sect!

Great harvest!

Mao Chrysanthemum smiled silently. Hu Wangcai, who had never done much, waved the broken tiger's eye hollow stick and beat several monks who were trying to struggle with their heads and brains, and beat them honestly.

Zhen Hong's soul flew away, and he threw out the treasure of Zhenguo that Zhen Yan cast to him: the treasure scroll of mountains and rivers, and a teleportation floated into the scroll, and the treasure scroll of mountains and rivers rolled out countless clouds and smoke, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Long Bao is the main one to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, and he wants to chase and kill the past.

"Forget it. "Long Lin didn't want his life, he only hated him for deceiving people too much. Killing the prince of a country is not a trivial matter, and it is just a matter of teaching him a lesson.

Shuyinghui showed its might, and Long Bao was really satisfied.

Mao Juhua borrowed Long Lin's Yin Yang Sword, swung the sword and slashed the two monks with the most humble mouths, took out their Yuan Baby, and ate them one by one with Hu Wangcai in front of the other monks. The taste of Yuan Ying is really wonderful, and Hu Wangcai is so happy that he just wants to cry.

The other monks were terrified. Compared with mortals, monks are more greedy for life and afraid of death, and their thousand-year-old penance is extremely boring and arduous, and the purpose is nothing more than to live longer and live more freely; who would want to die if they can live? Although these monks usually kill people and seize treasures, and they are all ruthless, but when it is their turn to be stabbed and killed, they are also ugly, begging and wailing, luring and profiting, threatening and intimidating, and swearing and vowing... The crying and crying are so upsetting.

"Long Bao, it seems that you didn't tie them up tightly. Long Lin said with a smile.

The Shuying Hui began to tighten, and the sea of consciousness of those monks was invaded, and gradually their consciousness was blurred, and their voices were low. Among these people, only Zhen Yanzhen, who has the highest realm, has the most calm attitude and has not said a word; after everyone is depressed and speechless, he speaks in a deep sorrow: "Two seniors! Prince Zhen Hong lost his sister, and he was mentally deranged for a while, and he offended the two great heroes! I also hope that the two seniors will have a deep affection for Sangzi, and the adults will not remember the villains, and forgive us for the collisions...

His eyes were in place, his words were sincere, completely ignoring Long Lin's immature youth, Long Bao's milk smell was not dry, and the "seniors" and "big heroes" one by one made Long Bao very satisfied, and praised: "You old man has a good attitude!"

Long Lin Zhengse said, "What to do with you, I'm not the one who has the final say here." We're talking about democracy here, and we're going to let collective wisdom deal with it... Wangcai, you say it first. ”

Hu Wangcai didn't expect the eldest lord to be the first to call his name, rubbed his hands excitedly, thought about it and said, "The eldest lord and the second master, according to the slave's shallow opinion, this batch of yuan babies can be divided into four parts: the thick thighs can be given to the Flesh-Loving Demon Sect, after all, you are a first-class mighty general of the Flesh-Loving Demon Country, the so-called peach reciprocation, and the one who should be returned will be returned to them at one time...;

Long Bao and Mao Chrysanthemum, who had suffered a lot, nodded again and again, expressing deep agreement.

“... Of course, the baby had to be dug up and kept. Hu Wangcai added, "The ones with a higher appearance will be sent to the Erotic Demon Sect to face the head, because we may have to pass by there, and the others that don't like it will be left to us to eat slowly." As he spoke, his saliva couldn't stop flowing down, and he had to suck it a little.

When a few monks with a lower realm who woke up slowly heard these words, they fainted again.

"Chrysanthemum, what do you see?"

"The eldest master, the second master, I'll see it. Mao Chrysanthemum has always been concise, "I just want to leave a few more for me to play with, let them escape, and I will go and catch them back with Xue's clothes!"

"What should I do if I can't speak?" said Long Bao, "Or, let her vote with her feet, put down one leg to agree, put down two legs to disagree, and shrink all up to abstain... Okay, let's go!"

The monks shouted angrily in their hearts: "Nima's only has one leg at all!"

Snow Stained called out contemptuously to the monks, "Strange—" and stood straight on one leg.

As a result, of course, Hu Wangcai's proposal was unanimously agreed. Zhen Yanzhu complained bitterly in his heart, and had to say that as long as he let them go, they would show the greatest sincerity and pay a ransom of one million medium-grade spirit stones per person! He considered that most sects were not rich, and they rarely took out tens of thousands of high-grade spirit stones, not to mention that there were two loose cultivators among them, and this money was already sky-high.

Long Lin smiled faintly, and with a wave of his hand, a wall suddenly appeared in the air in front of the monk, a wall made of high-grade spirit stones!

Yes, you read that right, this is a wall made of high-grade spirit stones!

These Yuanying monks have lived for thousands of years, and they have never seen such a red fruit showing off their wealth. Heartbreaking, complete heartbreak!