Chapter Seventy-Seven: Backstage

Through the passage connecting the members of the council, the figures of Lu Yao and Xie Bi'an gradually turned into substance and were revealed in front of several people.

The jade crown costume on Lu Yao's body has not been changed yet, but judging from the momentum on his body, it can be seen that this is just a clone that he has conjured up.

The Heavenly Realm is too small.

It was so small that it was simply not enough to support the advent of a true immortal.

If you want to change your life in such a world, it is impossible to live hundreds of years longer.

Without chance, even a famous talent like Zhang Sanfeng can only end up depressed, and he can't get a glimpse of the true face of the avenue.

Not to mention Darba and others.

Corresponding to Lu Yao's ethereal, is Xie Bi'an, who is tall and thin with a white face next to him.

The soul hook is bound to his arm, and his white robe is spotless, like a white-faced scholar.

But Chu Changsheng didn't dare to underestimate this scholar-like guy at all.

even paid eighty percent of his attention to Xie Bi'an.

Lu Yao specializes in cultivating the Dao Method, teaching the law of heaven and earth, and the magic Dao God communication is at his fingertips, and he has already controlled his own breath without leaking.

Although he was only a clone, he didn't have the slightest breath leaking out, and he looked ordinary.

And Bai Wuchang Xie Bi'an next to him did not hide his cultivation from the beginning.

Because his purpose is very clear, that is, he wants to come to help.

The black figure was silent for a moment, passed over Darba, who had a solemn face next to him, and walked to the middle of the crowd and said:

"Where did you two come from?"

"But I don't know what else is worth paying attention to in this Heavenly Realm."

The original color of arrogance had disappeared from Chu Changsheng's face, and was replaced by a sense of oppression that gathered into substance.

After all, things have progressed to this point, and a fool can guess that these two people were called by Zhang Sanfeng to help the field.

It's just that Chu Changsheng can't figure out what kind of organization this Zhang Sanfeng joined.

He was able to travel back and forth through the world so easily, relying on the convenience provided by the Hall of Reincarnation.

But looking at the state of these two, it seems to be a little more relaxed than him...

Chu Changsheng kept scolding in his heart, snorted coldly on his face, flicked his sleeve robe, and said unkindly to Lu Yao and the two who suddenly appeared:

"Darba is a person from my reincarnation hall, if the two of you want to help this Zhang Sanfeng destroy the Yuan Court, then we have to do it."

"You two have to think clearly, lest your lives be lost!"

Lu Yao looked at Chu Changsheng, who was speaking not far in front of him, and looked at it carefully.

He seemed to have found something interesting.

This self-proclaimed Chu Changsheng person, the aura left on his body was the same as the reincarnation hall that Zhang Jiao said last time.

But what surprised Lu Yao even more was that he had also sensed this breath in Qingzhou, Luofu Realm.

There can be no mistake.

Lu Yao slowly guessed.

"Could it be that in Pei Xuanwei's words that day, the person who released Emperor Dongyue was this Chu Changsheng?"

A smile appeared on Lu Zhenren's face.

This world is so small, you can meet acquaintances here.

Judging from the results, Luofu Realm and his party, it is estimated that this reincarnation hall master did not get any bargains.

I don't know how many small thousand worlds, they can have dealt with each other so many times, in a sense, Lu Yao and this Chu Changsheng are quite fateful.

"Since it has been said that the two of us are here, does the Lord of the Chu Hall think that I may be scared back by you in a few words?"

Lu Yao's eyes were bright, his words were not hurried, and he glanced at Chu Changsheng on the opposite side and said calmly.

Wisps of air rushed up in the sea of clouds.

Chu Changsheng, the black-clothed hall master, rose with his sleeves, stepped into the sky, standing high above the nine heavens, and said coldly:

"It seems that the two of you are not going to be good, so let's fight!"

"But this realm is barren after all, and it can't afford the aftermath of our fight."

Lu Yao's originally plain eyes instantly crossed the essence, and his eyes opened and closed.

A wisp of purple qi appeared from the sky, and the terrifying vibration was instantaneous, making the void of heaven and earth change and change color!

The breath on his body was rising, Lu Yao carried it with one hand, and he crossed Chu Changsheng in one step and went towards the sky!

"Why do you need to say more?"

"Outside the bounds!"

Although the Taoist's words were gentle, his invincible arrogance made everyone present feel it clearly.

"Hmph, I'm afraid you won't make it!"

The words that he was about to say were said by Lu Yao first, Chu Changsheng's words choked, the words turned, and with a cold snort, he rushed out to the sky, following Lu Yao's steps, and went to the starry sky outside the region!

Seeing this, Xie Bi'an raised the soul hooking chain in his hand and licked his lips.

You must know that Xie Bi'an, who looked elegant, was one of the strongest generals under the throne of the Emperor of the Hidden Realm!

"I haven't moved my muscles and bones for a long time, it's interesting."

Xie Bi'an turned his head to look at Zhang Sanfeng next to him, and said with a kind smile:

"Zhang Daoyou, a little trouble is not enough to worry about."

"Just wait for the good news from me and my fellow travelers."

After the greeting, Xie Bi'an also turned into a streamer and followed closely behind the two.

Darba's originally calm and calm expression had already begun to hold back, and the Buddhist beads he took out of nowhere kept moving between his fingers, revealing a sense of uneasiness in his heart.

Thanking Xie Bi'an, after the white-eyed Taoist turned his head, he looked at the movements of the old monk Darba not far away, and raised some interest.

The old Taoist priest opened his mouth leisurely and asked Darba:

"I don't know if the master is still sure of victory?"

After hearing this, the old monk looked up at the outside of the heavenly dome and was stunned.

However, the speed of the Zen bead in his hand is getting faster and faster.

"Hall Master, he is not so easily defeated."

His eyes closed, Darba's Zen heart gradually calmed down, and then he said to Zhang Sanfeng.

As the first batch of candidates after the establishment of the Reincarnation Palace, the old monk Darba knew a lot about Chu Changsheng.

He's just an ordinary person.

There are a few points in the wrist, and there are also flaws in the character.

But Chu Changsheng treats his own people very well.

As long as it is a candidate he recognizes, he will not be treated badly.

Darba can have today, thanks to Chu Changsheng's help all the time.

This kindness, the old monk has always remembered.

However, it may not be able to pay it back.

Thinking of this, the old monk felt a little guilty in his heart.

After so many years of practice, Darba has traveled to many worlds, and his mind has long been completed.

With his vision, he could clearly see that Chu Changsheng's doppelganger was afraid that he would not be able to defeat the two who suddenly appeared.

But he still hit it.

Following such a person is not considered an insult to status.

As a Mongolian national teacher, Darba inherited the mantle of his master, King Jinlun, and has always guarded the Yuan Court.

If someone wants to do something wrong, even if the old monk fights for his life, he will stop them!

Swear to live and die together in the Yuan Court!

"Don't talk too much, Zhang Zhenren."

"It is not yet known who will receive the deer if it dies."

Stand face to face and stand in the void.

The old monk looked at the Yuan Ting at the head of the head, with nostalgia between his eyebrows, but then put away his mind and said lightly to Zhang Sanfeng next to him.