Huang Tianhua, who was holding the Spirit Treasure Mo Evil Sword, stood in the void, looking at the Fire Spirit Holy Mother thousands of feet away with a solemn expression, he had to kill the other party in the shortest possible time, otherwise, when the terrifying people in Qinglong Pass came, he had only one way to die.

Suddenly, there was a change, and a purple light in the sky, dragging its long tail hit, and purple suddenly covered half of the sky.

On the ground with lush vegetation and on the bare Qi Mountain, tens of thousands of troops on both sides, brute beasts, fell into panic, there is no way, in this world where mountains and seas are uprooted at every turn, they are just insignificant existences, those powerful monks, just a few times, there will be no business for them.

Just when these people thought that the purple light was an immortal attack, the purple light made a bend and flew towards Huang Tianhua in the oblique thorn.

It happened very suddenly, Huang Tianhua's first reaction was the attack launched by the other party's people, and without thinking about it, he pulled up, swept into the high sky, and successfully dodged it.

Ziguang seemed to recognize Huang Tianhua, dragged his long tail, and chased after him.

In the sea of clouds, Huang Tianhua ran in front, Ziguang chased behind, the scene was very joyful, of course, this is the opinion of other people on the ground.

Huang Tianhua, who thought he was in danger, used his mana to urge the Mo Evil Sword to counterattack at any time.

"Senior nephew, don't run away!" An old voice suddenly appeared in the void.

Huang Tianhua felt that the voice was a little familiar, so he stopped.

The purple light that had been chasing him was dim for a while, revealing his true body, which was actually a very beautiful fairy robe, at first glance, it looked like a colorful glow.

"Put on" The old man's voice came again, with a sense of an elder's order to a junior.

Huang Tianhua's face was happy, and he could hear the identity of the person from his voice, the person who came was his master Bo Guangchengzi, the highest cultivator among the twelve golden immortals.

With the presence of the master, not only will he not die, but it is possible to kill the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit and eliminate the evil consequences caused by killing Hu Lei.

"Yes, Master Uncle" Huang Tianhua did not hesitate to put on the immortal clothes prepared for him by Guangchengzi.

Huang Tianhua, who is five big and three thick, is obviously not the same painting style as the Wanyue faction, and after wearing it, he looks like a strong man of the Fauvist faction wearing scholarly clothes. In addition to being a little ridiculous, it's also a bit awkwardly hideous.

Huang Tianhua, who was obviously also aware of his problem, had an embarrassed expression, if it weren't for the high identity of the person who gave him the clothes, he would most likely take it off at the first time.

"This is a sweeping clothes, an innate defensive spirit treasure that can restrain spell attacks such as water, fire, thunder, lightning, and stealth."

Guang Chengzi's implication is that as long as Huang Tianhua wears the Sweeping Xia Clothes, the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit, who has the power of fire control and stealth spells, will not pose a threat.

"Thank you, Master" After thanking him, Huang Tianhua flew back to the place where he confronted the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit.

The conversation between Huang Tianhua and Guang Chengzi was naturally heard by the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit, as a person who has practiced for tens of thousands of years. Naturally, she is not a fool, and she knows that she can't beat it.

Just as she was about to leave first, there was a high-pitched sound of the piano in the clouds behind her, which could be described as harsh. One by one, the space was distorted, and finally, in heaven and on earth, everywhere.

The soldiers on the ground and on the mountains could not bear it, and they were paralyzed on the ground.

"Ah" Huang Tianhua clutched his sore head, and the blocking of Sweeping Xiayi's most vocal attack was very limited.

"Hmph" After Huang Tianhua, Guang Chengzi snorted coldly in the void, so as to avoid Huang Tianhua from making a fool of himself.

The clouds parted, and Chu Feng, who was dressed in white and had an ethereal super immortal, was sitting cross-legged and stroking the qin.

"Uncle Chu" The tense nerves of the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit relaxed, and she quickly teleported to Chu Feng's side.

In this way, in the western sky, there is Huang Tianhua, and Guangchengzi is hidden in the dark. In the eastern sky, Chu Feng stroked the qin, and the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit stood quietly.

"Brother Guangchengzi, I haven't seen you for many days, why don't you want to show up. Since that day, the Three Religions Conference has missed you very much. ”

Chu Feng played the piano while speaking softly and slowly, which was incompatible with the loud sound of the piano. The reason why Chu Feng used such a piano sound was for only one purpose, to force Guangchengzi who was hiding in the shadows out with a sound attack.

It's a pity that the ideas are very plump, the reality is very skinny, and the gap in cultivation makes Chu Feng do useless work.

"Chu Daoyou, the Great Zhou replaced the tyrannical merchants, but it was in accordance with the will of heaven, why should you act against the sky. You are a disciple of the Taiqing Sage, the junior brother of Master Xuandu, you can stay out of the matter, wade into this troubled water, and lose your life in vain, why bother. ”

Guang Chengzi's voice came from the void, and he seemed to have a headache about Chu Feng's identity.

Chu Feng felt bitter in his heart, who was willing to wade into this troubled water for no reason, and who let himself enter this world as soon as he received the task of assisting the Shang Dynasty.

According to the previous urine nature of the system, it is not surprising that the next step is to have a fight with the Western Sect, the source of Buddhism, so as to achieve the goal of curbing Buddhism, which is the hell mode.

"Brother Guangchengzi, today, we don't make a move, how about using magic weapons and spiritual treasures to determine the outcome with the hands of the younger generations?"

Chu Feng thought of a compromise. After all, he is not Guang Chengzi's opponent, and it is too late to find a helper.

"Okay," said Hiroshiko's voice in the void.

Chu Feng saw that Huang Tianhua had a sweeping Xia coat to protect himself, like a turtle shell, and planned to get an aggressive spirit treasure to break the sweeping Xia clothes.

A wisp of consciousness entered its own space, hovering in the space suspended by hundreds of magic weapons.

"Ding, host, in view of the fact that the enemies you encounter are getting stronger and stronger, and the powerful magic weapons and spirit treasures are getting stronger and stronger, the copy mode is specially turned on, and in the future, you can copy a magic weapon of others every other stick of incense."

The voice of the system made Chu Feng feel relieved, he had been single-line for so long, struggled, and finally waited for the support of the system.

Copy

With a silent thought in his heart, only two breaths later, there was an extra sweeping robe in his own space.

The heart moved at will, and the clothes of the sweeper flashed, appearing on the body of the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit.

This scene, in addition to making Huang Tianhua stunned, also made Guang Chengzi let out a soft sigh.

"Guangchengzi Daoyou, what do you think of the poor Dao's sweeping clothes, how is it compared to what you gave Huang Tianhua?" Chu Feng pointed to the sweeping clothes on the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit and asked deliberately.

In the void behind Huang Tian's incarnation, there was a ripple, and the power of divine consciousness drilled out, piercing the sky, and swept over the sweeping clothes on the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit.

"This, this can't be! How could there be an identical sweeping clothes in the world, and the spiritual treasures on the Fenbao Cliff, each one of which is unique. Seeing exactly the same thing, Guang Chengzi, who had seen the world, couldn't calm down.

"There is no impossibility, your sweeping clothes are female, and the poor sweeping clothes are male, it's as simple as that." Chu Feng is serious nonsense.