There was a mess in front of the Yimen, and the bright yellow dragon and tiger robe on Zhang Zhengyang's body was broken in the east and west, and they all became sloppy Taoists. The Descending Tiger and Tengyun Dragon on the left and right became crumpled and like cat loaches. Zhang Zhengyang gasped, and the golden light on the handful of teeth in his hand dissipated. The muscles on the withered hands were bulging and trembling.

As soon as the Heavenly Master's order was collected in the air, Bu Laodao suppressed Zhang Zhengyang without any effort. There is no way, in this world, in this river and lake, Bu Lao Dao and Xia Mo Shu are already at the peak. There is no congenital consummation, and going head-to-head is simply looking for death. Zhang Zhengyang didn't lose very badly, mainly because Bu Laodao left a back hand and gave Zhang Zhengyang a face. Otherwise, with the strength of Bu Lao Dao who is close to congenital perfection, with the help of inviting God, he directly knocked Zhang Zhengyang to the ground with thunder.

Don't forget, Bu Laodao's Heavenly Master Order was also tempered by heavenly thunder at the beginning, and its power was even greater. Bu Tianyi stood on top of the instrument door with his hands behind his back, shook his head and sighed: "I didn't expect to be lonely here." ”

Zhang Zhengyang's chest was depressed, didn't he just stay up a little longer. If it weren't for the immortal death of the previous generation of Dragon and Tiger Great True Persons thirty years ago, and the Heavenly Master Mansion did not have a congenital upper realm leader, how could he allow Old Dao to be so loud. He snorted coldly, no matter how much cruel words he said at this time, it would be useless. He calmed down, worthy of an old fox, "I hope that when the iron hoof soldiers of the imperial court come to the Quanzhen Dragon Sect, Daoist Bu can also be as beautiful as today." ”

"Hehe, this has not bothered Zhang Dazhen for a long time, anyway, the old man has no Taoism to pass down, and the court is going to make trouble, so let Senior Brother Wang have a headache." Bu Laodao glanced behind him indifferently, and secretly said why these two boys hadn't come up yet. He has been playing with this Zhang Zhengyang and a few red-clothed juniors for more than half an hour.

If you continue to play, it won't really be a fight, and those people will definitely think that they are humiliating them. In that way, it was really going to be a tie, so Bu Laodao directly knocked Zhang Zhengyang to the ground with thunderous means.

On the edge of the Luxi River. The monk carried the coffin and ran away.

"Hey. Little bamboo, the way up the mountain is here! ”

The monk will not be authentic: "The little monk will not go up, the little donor, we will have a period later!" "It's already very interesting that he can send Yang Fan back safely. conAd1(); If he still wants to carry the coffin up the mountain to say goodbye, then forget it. He's not stupid, if he carries a coffin up the mountain, it's really stupid.

This group of Taoist priests can make him go down the mountain blatantly. Then don't do this Dragon and Tiger Mountain, just cut your hair and go to Wannian Temple to be a monk. Even if he takes 10,000 steps back and says, this Zhang Zhengyang is blind, when he is a group of air, he doesn't believe that Bu Laodao is really for himself, and he does not hesitate to go against Zheng, if he sees Yang Fan go up with his empty hands and does not come to take his coffin, he is sorry for his busy work for half a day.

Although the little monk has never seen the world, he still has this little abacus. In case Bu Lao Dao backs the water. On his own against two powerful veterans, it is estimated that no matter how big the hole cards are, they will be defeated.

So Yizhu chose to run away. And it was a run away without any worries. Yang Fan looked at the monk Yizhu who was carrying the coffin and running away, and shouted, "Little bamboo, you are flying." There was a hint of mockery in his words. There is a good saying, if you can run, the monk can't run the temple, this little monk doesn't know that today's reckless actions have brought unwarranted disasters to the monks of Wannian Temple.

The little monk turned around and showed two rows of teeth, "It's good for the little monk to run back and retain some internal strength." lest they have no room to fight back when they are allowed to do so. Little donor, we'll have a meeting later! ”

Yang Fan glanced at the mountain. I felt that I needed to go up, otherwise I would be missing a coffin. This bull's nose was disgusting when it lay on him.

However, when he climbed up the mountain out of breath, everyone, including Bu Laodao, turned their eyes to him.

"Where's the hanging coffin?" On the instrument gate, Bu Laodao looked at Yang Fan and asked with his empty hands.

Yang Fan spread his hands, smiled, and said, "I didn't find it." ”

The Taoist priests in front of the Yimen breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, it was okay. Bu Laodao raised his eyebrows, and asked again, what about the little monk?

"Ran away with the hanging coffin!"

"What?"

"It's so rampant!"

"I'm fighting with the Temple of Ten Thousand Years!" The red-clothed viewer was considered to have lost face today, so he could only resist the sword and roar. conAd2();

The Heavenly Master's Mansion was excited, and even Bu Lao Dao looked a little unhappy, and said with a gloomy face: Since I didn't hang your coffin, I won't give money. That's it!

Bu Laodao took off a rogue who went to the kiln, took off his pants, got on the horse, and then didn't get hard, so he put on his pants, and then said that he wouldn't give money in a day. However, when Lao Dao came down from Yimen, stood in front of Yang Fan, and was about to go down the mountain, no one dared to go up to stop him. All the Zhengyi Taoist priests, including Zhang Zhengyang, looked at the back fiercely, but they couldn't get used to seeing that the old Taoist couldn't kill him, and they really hated it. Bu Laodao shook his head and smiled: "In the future, don't call it Longhu Mountain, it's a bit unworthy of the name." ”

"Humph!" Zhang Zhengyang shook his robe and shut up and didn't answer.

Lao Dao, Yang Fan, and Chen Wangting hurriedly descended the mountain. The elders guarding the tomb in the back mountain dared to come over wetly. Zhang Zhengyang's face was embarrassed and said, "Elder Fu, which coffin tomb is missing?" ”

"Returning to the great real person, yes...... Be...... Dragon and tiger coffins. ”

"Chase! Give me chase! If it weren't for this damn fortune operator today, this little monk would definitely give him an account on Longhu Mountain. Go to Wannian Temple to chase! Be sure to chase the hanging coffin back! "Zhang Zhengyang took his teeth and coughed slightly, today's battle made him feel the gap between him and the innate upper realm, and he had some understanding." From now on, I will be in retreat for 30 days, and I will have to worry a lot about the things inside the door. Elder Han and Elder Fu, please ask Uncle Tianchi to come out of the customs, please ask the three of you to take back the dragon and tiger coffin! ”

"Don't worry, the old man will definitely live up to his responsibility!"

"Da Zhenren, where is the old way? Shall we go to the Quanzhen Dragon Sect to ask the master for sin? The viewer on one side asked. As soon as Zhang Zhengyang heard Bu Laodao's face, his face immediately turned cloudy, and he snorted coldly: "What do you ask?" Do you think that Wang Changyue will ignore us? Hurry up and repair the book to find Prince Xiao and let him decide! ”

"Yes!"

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At the same time, Bu Laodao and Yang Fan just went down the mountain and disappeared without a trace. conAd3(); said that he was going to chase the hanging coffin, Bashu converged, threw down the words and left. Chen Wangting asked a little puzzled: "Master Yang, isn't it just a coffin?" Is it necessary to chase after it so relentlessly? ”

Yang Fan opened the hanging coffin, except for the twelve crowns, the Nine Dragons Emperor's robe and those two words, the broken coffin was nothing special, the eight achievements were just a gimmick to preserve a sense of mystery, so he said: "The old Taoist priest is afraid that no one will collect the corpse if he dies, so he has a preparation in advance." He walks his, we go ours! ”

Yang Fan looked at the sky, it was already cold. I don't know how Su'er is doing...... (To be continued)

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