Qingxu Daode Zhenjun is like the previous few Da Luo Jin Immortals, messy, this is a hornet's nest, and after a while, three people who claimed to be Lu Zhu's younger brother came out. Why was there no trace of these younger brothers when they attacked West Kunlun last time?

If three of them had popped up, they might have retreated. After all, eleven killing one is two different things from eleven killing four.

Thinking of the fifth, sixth, seventh, and eighth brothers of Lu Press, who are very likely to appear again, Qingxu Daode Zhenjun has a feeling of numbness in his scalp.

If it weren't for the situation, he really wanted to avoid it first.

As a latecomer, Chu Feng, like the two people before him, pulled the clothes on his upper body a little, reached in, and grabbed a handful of golden feathers at once, and there were still blood stains on it.

"I-"

"Wait, the poor road has something to say."

Qingxu Daode Zhenjun immediately stopped, he didn't want to be like the other golden immortals, being pointed at his nose and swearing, saying that he must kill himself.

Chu Feng stuffed the blood-stained golden black feather into it again under the strange gaze of the Pure Void Moral True Monarch.

Qingxu Moral True Monarch just subconsciously stopped Chu Feng, and didn't think of any excuse, seeing that Chu Feng really listened to his words and stopped, he thought for a moment and mentioned a confusing public case.

"Poor Dao once heard that the ancient witch Hou Yi clashed with the ten sons of Emperor Jun, and shot down nine golden crows in a row in one day, and the last one was missing."

For a long time, there has been a rumor that Lu Pressure is the tenth prince of Jinwu, but it has been denied by Lu Pressure himself.

Want to trick me? Determine if the Lu Zhudao person is the tenth prince of Jinwu? Chu Feng's eyes narrowed, and his face was full of mocking smiles.

"Qingxu, have you ever heard that there is Hongjun first and then there is the sky, and the people of Lu Zhuan Dao are still ahead. I'm only eighteen years old this year, and a year of chaos is a year."

Hearing this, the Qingxu Moral True Monarch let out a burst of sneer, these are the words that Lu Jian put on his lips when he was still alive. In his opinion, this is a complete joke, what kind of character Hongjun is, an existence that is close to the way of heaven, an existence that was casually surrounded and killed by several of their senior brothers, and it is also worthy of comparison.

Chu Feng, who successfully avoided the question of the Pure Void Moral True Monarch, didn't want to delay his efforts, and said loudly: "The purpose of my coming here is-"

"Slow" Qingxu Dao True Monarch interrupted Chu Feng's words again, coughed and said: "Although Poor Dao can't see through your cultivation, and I don't know how you suddenly appeared here, but behind Poor Dao stand Twelve Golden Immortals, Yuan Shi Tianzun, your eldest brother Lu Quan dares to murder the two junior disciples of Poor Dao with evil magic, killing him is a matter of course, Poor Dao advises you to leave on your own, so as not to repeat your brother's old path." ”

Obviously he was afraid of the nail-headed Seven Arrows Book, but he put on the appearance of a victor and pity the weak, which really deserved the reputation of expounding the twelve shameless, Chu Feng sneered in his heart.

"Pure Void Moral True Monarch, twenty-one days later, I will collect your corpse for you."

After speaking, Chu Feng disappeared again.

Qingxu Daode Zhenjun closed his eyes and felt it, and his body suddenly glowed, turning into a golden light and heading towards the southeast.

Another one went.

Jiang Ziya and Ji looked at the only remaining Cihang Dao people uneasily.

This Da Luo Jin Xian, who later defected and became the Bodhisattva of Buddhism Guanyin, thought of something, and a touch of fear suddenly appeared in his eyes, the other party split the originally powerful four people into one, most likely for the sake of each one.

Among the four, his cultivation is the lowest, and if the other party has ten brothers like the Jinwu clan, then he is the one who is most likely to be besieged next.

Six to one, wouldn't the god list be decided.

The more I thought about it, the more uneasy I became, and the people of Cihang Dao planned to return to Kunlun Mountain.

Jiang Ziya, who had been staring at Cihang Daoist for a long time, blocked the front and said, "Senior Brother Cihang, do you want to slip away?" ”

When people are afraid, they are very easy to get angry, especially when they are despised by ants. Cihang Dao people looked cold and said: "The thief may set a trap, plot against a few fellow disciples, go to see the poor road, and when you are in danger, you can help, how can you think of the poor road so despicable." ”

Jiang Ziya is essentially an honest person, because he was betrayed by Chu Feng and Shen Gongbao some time ago, and his temperament became a little dry. Hearing this, he hurriedly clenched his fists to apologize.

"It's the junior brother who misunderstood the senior brother, with your strength, senior brother, even if Lu Jian has ten younger brothers, he is not your opponent."

Cihang Dao people are bitter in their hearts, this junior disciple whose cultivation is so low that he really thinks highly of himself, let alone ten, even if he comes to two, he can't eat and walk around. Among the many brothers and sisters, when it comes to cultivation, they call themselves the third from the bottom, and no one dares to be the second (the first from the bottom is the waste of Huanglong Zhenren).

Just when Cihangdao's mind was disturbed, a scene happened that he didn't want to see no matter what.

On the yellow earth that is not a hundred steps away, six figures appear in turn, and a golden crow phantom of hundreds of zhang appears behind each of them, swallowing chaos, with a long breath, and at a glance, it is stronger than the three golden crows that appeared just now.

"Six...... Six"

Cihangdao's eyelids jumped, why did he carry it like this, he knew that he was chasing him out just now. It's better than staying here and being blown up and sent to the god list.

"Only six."

Ji Fa walked over with a happy face, just now he heard Shang's father Jiang Ziya say that his senior brother could fight ten, thinking that Cihang Dao people could really fight ten.

Cihang Dao people had a black face and didn't look at this ant who didn't know anything.

Ji Fa can stand out from many brothers, and he is also an extremely smart person, seeing that the situation is not right, he immediately understands that the immortal in front of him is real on the outside and empty on the inside. In order to avoid embarrassment to the other party, but also to avoid embarrassment to oneself.

He resolutely retreated to the back.

On the other side, there were six people lined up, and the one on the far left spoke: "If you can stay behind, this person must be the top-ranked existence among the twelve golden immortals, let's shoot together." ”

Shooting together, hearing this, the panicked Cihang Daoist hurriedly said: "My generation of monks is fighting for their lives with heaven and earth, and they are all bright and upright, heroic and capable of fighting alone. ”

The second person from the left looked angry, of course, it was still Chu Feng.

"Hmph, fighting alone with you, the last time you eleven joined forces to kill my eldest brother, why didn't you say that you were fair and proud."

Cihang Dao people, who have the lowest cultivation and have relatively large fluctuations in their minds, have actually fallen for Chu Feng's big heart magic.

As one of the top ten avenues in the immortal world, Daxin Magic is very sharp, even if you only master a little fur and leapfrog the level, there is no suspense at all.

Cihang Dao, who didn't know that he had been recruited, was poor in reasoning, and his face was not red and his heart was not beating to excuse himself: "In fact, Poor Dao didn't make a move, and it was the other ten fellow disciples who made a move." ”