The dragon is gone.

Because that cultivator couldn't see the bottom but was definitely a mountaintop realm cultivator who could scare him to death, he said, "Let's go." ”

Then he was stunned in place, thinking a lot.

Then a sentence came to my ears: "What? I am reluctant to leave, I really want to have a fight with me." ”

So he ran away with an extremely undignified subordinate, first a half-hesitant trot, and then a wild run regardless of it, and all the means that could be used on the mountain were used.

I'm afraid that if I slow down, this one will become the meaning of that one.

He didn't know how far he was when he ran away, but he felt that it was far, far away, far enough to run out of this secret realm until the territory of the Great Xuan Dynasty, and then he stopped, standing in place and gasping for breath.

Looking up behind him, the empty and quietly relieved Fan Qianlong's face returned to pride, and he pouted and said to himself: "Hmph, the young master just didn't eat enough yesterday and suffered a loss, and my sword cultivation brother, his mother's power is not good, hey! ”

Then he said a saying that was widely circulated in the secular dynasty, "The tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by dogs." ”

And then Fan Qianlong, who didn't take a breath more, felt that someone had kicked his ass hard, and it was still the kind that was mixed with the strength of going up the mountain.

It really hurts, the kind that hurts so much that the Hidden Dragon's teeth are grinning.

Then the vassal hidden dragon, who didn't care about it, hurriedly got up, bowed several times to the empty and empty open space behind the sound, and said with tears in his eyes, "Senior, my vassal hidden dragon knows it's wrong, and I don't dare anymore."

The empty air naturally did not reply, but his Hidden Dragon was extremely serious, and there was no sloppiness at all.

The place where it stands is a pipeline in the border area of the Great Xuan Dynasty, and there are just people who have fled to the mainland to avoid the war, dragging their families with them.

So I saw such a strange scene in broad daylight.

A man who looked dressed and looked quite passable, bowed and bowed very sincerely to the open space in front of him, and the key was a handful of snot and tears.

In the end, before these people who dragged their families and fled to the border in the border were laughed at wildly, so they still felt that something happened in a cold sweat on dog days, and the man who behaved strangely disappeared under their noses.

So there is a new addition to the legends of ghosts and ghosts in the secular countryside, and it is still the kind that is rumored to have a nose and eyes.

In the ruined giant city, Wu Chen half-squatted in front of Zhan Yan.

Zhan Yan's eyes were gloomy and he laughed at himself: "It's not enough to cultivate, but it's a shame, let the seniors see the joke." ”

Wu Chen shook his head and said: "If it is really like you, that one who cultivates to the upper three realms, not to mention the high, just say a Xuan Sheng, walking on the street, is it possible that all the monks should be ashamed of themselves? ”

Zhan Yan smiled bitterly and said: "But what the predecessors said has nothing to do with my Zhan Yan, the former Zhan Yan doesn't care, and then Zhan Yan, I'm afraid it's just a layman sitting and waiting for death." ”

In fact, what Zhan Yan said about eating and waiting for death is a luxury.

Because of the mountain forces that he gave his life to, he specified that he would not let go of Zhan Yan, a mountain man who knew a lot.

It's not that there are no mountain monks like him who are tired of fighting and killing on the mountain, so they are willing to be a worldly mortal, but the road up the mountain is difficult, and the way down the mountain is not easy?

Over the years, he Zhan Yan has disposed of half of the mountain monks with the same name, not to mention two slaps, but there is still one slap print.

Therefore, in the secular world under the mountain, except for the master who handed over his boxing skills, the old man, he Zhan Yan has nothing to worry about in the secular world under the mountain.

As far as Zhan Yan is concerned, does he regret it? Naturally, he also regrets it, after all, what kind of mountaineering monk suddenly falls to the foot of the mountain or is hopeless to get up, how can he have no regrets.

It's just that the weak eat the strong on this mountain, eating big and small, is it possible that when he Zhan Yan kills people, no one else kills him Zhan Yan.

Just like at the beginning, when he Zhan Yan was still attached to the secular prince in the frontier, he killed the few secular people, and his ability was not enough, and his death was in vain.

Wu Chen shook his head, and said patiently: "Is it possible that there is only one mountaineering road? Why do you think the Nine Ancestors became ancestors? Could it be that cultivation is not high? If this is really the case, I can clearly tell you that 10,000 years ago, the same era as the Nine Ancestors, there were still such one or two slap numbers of existences that were cultivated to be absolutely lower than the Nine Ancestors, do you think that Xuanlong and those old guys don't want to be ancestors?"

"They think better than anyone else, after all, Shouyuan has an end, and fame is passed on for 10,000 years, but why is it still not possible to cultivate to a high level? That's because the reason why the Nine Ancestors are the Nine Ancestors is because they have opened up nine broad avenues for mountaineering, and if the Xuan Xiu is rested 10,000 years ago, it is still the narrowest and narrowest one, only those monks who think they are hopeless will have the attitude of giving it a try and choose this road, and those human powers alone will open up four avenues. ”

Then Wu Chen stood up, turned his hands backwards, and said in a very high-spirited manner: "Sometimes it's not that there is no road, but that the monk himself is narrow, and in the end he thinks that there is no road, but in fact, the road is there." ”

Zhan Yan closed his eyes in contemplation, his lips were closed, and his fists were clenched.

Wu Chen, who was aside, thought that he really wanted to knock Zhan Yan's elm head, and he didn't get on the road at all, why did he talk so much nonsense?

Then his Wu Chen's tongue is worthless.

At this time, Wu Chen actually sighed, a certain guy obviously looked like he was losing, but in fact, he also won completely, and there were all the backhands left behind among the nine ancestors, but he was the only one who didn't care, and if he said that he was dead, he would die, anyway, there were the chic words of later generations.

Today's Wu Chen turned his head and thought about it carefully, and it was really a good plan, otherwise he would not have been able to change from the ninth at the end of the past to the current one.

Wu Chen suddenly wondered if that guy had seen through the ten thousand years later, and now, Xuan Xiu is in charge.

Suddenly, Zhan Yan opened his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Senior, what should I do?"

Wu Chen turned around at this time, with a smile on his face, sure enough, he was a good seedling of martial arts cultivation.