Chapter 672 Just come at me!

You Su trembled and was shocked: "How do you know?"

Fu Lou said: "You forgot that I have an immortal friend. Many years ago, the guardian beasts of your Tongtian clan had two five-clawed golden dragons, and later they were captured by the heavenly immortals during that great battle between gods and demons. Thankfully, they laid an egg and stayed in the mortal realm......"

Before he finished speaking, a white shadow flashed, and a thin old man with white beard, white eyebrows, white hair, high forehead, and white robe appeared in front of the Falling Star Sword Array. Such a thin figure does not make people feel weak at all, but has a condescending and powerful majesty.

He stared at Fu Lou sharply and said word by word: "You must have seen dragon eggs"

Facing the gaze like a sharp knife, Fu Lou said calmly: "My friend of the poor Dao once obtained a dragon egg and a green lotus throne, and once showed it to me. ”

The thin old man's eyes were even worse, bursting out of the small eyes, like two butcher knives. If it was someone else, I was afraid that I would fall to the ground if I was stared at, Fu Lou met his gaze and dissolved his knife-like gaze into astigmatism.

In this way, they looked at each other for a long time.

The thin old man had already believed what Fu Lou said in his heart, because very few people knew about the dragon egg, especially the Blue Lotus Dharma Seat. But because of the suddenness of the incident, he still instinctively asked this sentence: "Really?"

Fu Lou said: "Seriously." ”

"Okay" The thin old man shouted excitedly twice, the loose lines at the corners of his eyes gathered together, and Wei Ling's gaze softened a lot. Then, after rubbing his palms a little nervously, he asked Fu Lou expectantly, "Is the dragon egg still alive?"

"Of course, it's almost hatching. Fu Lou looked at the more and more dark clouds in the sky.

The thin old man's gaze turned into a sharp blade again, and he asked in a fierce voice, "Where is your friend?"

"What do you want?" Fu Lou glanced at the thin old man coldly, blocking the other party's gaze.

The thin old man realized that he had lost his temper, withdrew his sharp gaze, and smiled flatteringly: "Of course the old man ...... I want to find your friend to redeem the dragon egg" Then, he didn't wait for Fu Lou to reply, and made a heavy promise first: "No matter what the price is, as long as the clan can do it, I will do it."

The dragon egg originally belonged to the Tongtian clan, and Fu Lou would not forcibly take it for himself, but for the time being, he couldn't give the dragon egg to the Tongtian clan, so he waved his hand: "My friend once said that the dragon egg will be returned to the Tongtian clan after hatching, but he hasn't contacted you before." ”

The thin old man was overjoyed, and the corners of his eyes moistened: "Great, where is your friend?

Fu Lou looked at the more and more dark clouds in the sky, the clear sky was about to turn into night, and he vaguely saw the lightning in the clouds, thinking that the catastrophe was coming. He pointed to the sky: "My friend went to play in the sky." ”

"Ah......h

"How's that okay?"

"When will you be back?"

The Tongtian people present were all surprised and disappointed, and there was a lot of discussion.

Although he knew that the friend of the little Taoist priest in front of him was a disciple of an immortal, the thin old man didn't believe what Fu Lou said and went to the immortal realm, but he couldn't find evidence to refute Fu Lou, so he said with a wry smile: "Since your friend has gone to heaven, how can he just go back, and besides, what if he is reluctant to give up and never comes back?"

Fu Lou put away the tea set: "Well, I should be back soon." ”

“...... Don't have an exact day?" the thin old man was depressed.

"Three or five years, a hundred years at the latest. Fu Jian stood up, glanced at the sky again, and bowed to everyone: "Fellow Daoists, the promise of the poor Dao has been fulfilled, so I will leave."

"Wait," the thin old man felt like he was being played.

"What else?" Fu Lou asked rhetorically.

The thin old man smiled and said, "If Xiaoyou is gone, how can we find your friends?"

Fu Lou said: "Poor Dao has fulfilled a promise and told you the whereabouts of the dragon egg, but he didn't say that he would help you find it. Alas, in fact, it is not possible to find it with the help of the poor road, but my friend is too elusive and has no fixed foothold, so it is difficult to find it. ”

"How does the old man know if what you say is true or false?" the thin old man's smile fell.

Fu Lou looked at the thin old man calmly: "The old gentleman is not kind to him. ”

The thin old man said expressionlessly: "It is a matter of prosperity in the clan, the old man does not dare to be sloppy, and I hope that the little brother will understand." As he spoke, the figures around him swayed, as if they were arranging some kind of formation. ...,

"It looks like we're going to fight again. Ji Yun muttered quietly.

"Crackle" A thunderbolt sounded in the air.

"The weather is changing too fast, thief God" You Suo cursed secretly: "However, the trapped formation of the sword formation needs the dark night to set off, it seems that God has come to help, the thief is too thief."

The Tongtian people like to scold the thief God, because they hate the heavenly soldiers and generals who have descended to earth, and they even hate this God. When they speak, they always habitually scold the thief for two sentences, and their mood will be much better.

Zizi ......

The lightning condensed so fast that in the blink of an eye, a long bolt of lightning hung down, illuminating the sky again.

The lightning was high above everyone's heads, and it not only endured, but it also grew thicker and thicker.

Looking at such lightning, everyone knew that the situation was different, and it was not that it was going to rain at all, but that someone had broken through the cultivation to cross the catastrophe. It's just, who here broke through the cultivation?

You Chau shouted, "Who is it?"

The Tongtian swordsmen were at a loss.

Then I heard a voice: "It's this flute of the poor road." ”

"What?"

"Really psychic?"

Everyone was really shocked this time, and some excitement and jī surged in their hearts.

Suddenly, Fu Lou's face turned straight and shouted: "The Heavenly Tribulation Lightning is about to start attacking, everyone, please get out of the way first, lest you be electrocuted." That old man Lei is a very unreasonable person. ”

Everyone looked at the lightning in the sky and hesitated, the lightning of the Heavenly Tribulation was only aimed at the person who crossed the tribulation, what did he do to himself?

Suddenly, a shocking thunder sounded in the sky, which startled everyone, and then, an angry curse sounded in the air: "You kid is saying bad things about Ben Lei Gong again, which damages my merits."

"It's just the truth. Fu Lou looked up at the sky and said in a loud voice.

A voice came from the air: "Ben Lei Gong has always been iron-faced, how can I reason with you mortal......s?

"It's really unreasonable" Everyone looked at each other, and their pale faces looked a little pale and weak in the lightning.

Then, a more tactful voice came from the air: "So many people are surrounding you kid, it seems that you have caused trouble like this, Ben Lei is doing well, help you solve trouble, you see how to ......"

"Lei Gong help?" Everyone was shocked: "Is this kid a human, a ghost or a god?"

"Stand down," the thin old man ordered with a blushing face.

Everyone hurriedly flew away from a hundred zhang away, and the sword formation collapsed.

"A little thing, the poor road can be solved" Fu Lou knew that Lei Laosan was trying to blackmail his own qi again, and as he spoke, his right arm flicked directly upward, and the nine-tone black dragon flute in his hand flew out from the top of the Falling Star Sword Array, a small dòng that flashed out of the sky.

A bolt of lightning wrapped the nine-tone black dragon flute and electrocuted it fiercely

"This kid doesn't know each other, I'll smash your baby"

Fu Lou said lightly: "If you break it,......"

The air immediately sounded: "No, it's fun for you." ”

"Count your acquaintances," Fu Lou flicked his right arm upward, and a cloud of yellowish hazy gas slipped out of the Falling Star Sword Formation.

The lightning in the air immediately threw the nine-tone black dragon flute aside, swept away the hazy gas suddenly, and said with a grudge: "It's really stingy that it's not enough to stuff your teeth, let's have a little more." ”

Fu Lou said: "I'll talk about it next time"

Lei Laosan mentioned a self-made Jianyi: "That's it, since you want to refine psychic treasures, why don't you refine some more." You don't have to worry about it, Ben Lei Gong also saves worry, and Ben Lei Gong has one side open, a few less electricity, so that you can succeed in everything, and you only need to take a ball of ......"

"No, I'm not available. Fu Lou shook his head.

"Don't have time? Hmph, I think it's your kid with bad intentions, deliberately tossing Ben Lei Gong, quickly take a ball to make up for Ben Lei Gong's injured heart. "Lei Laosan's face changes faster than flipping through a book.

Fu Lou took back the nine-tone black dragon flute and said, "Whatever you think, I'm leaving." ”

"Stingy guy next time, see if Ben Lei Guild will not be ruthless in electricity, you will be electrocuted" Lei Laosan scolded stupidly, and then threatened the Tongtian people present: "You will forget what you saw and heard today, otherwise, Ben Lei Gong will let you never survive the catastrophe"

The people of the Tongtian Clan were so frightened that their hands and feet weakened.

"Lei Laosan just rushed to me, don't involve others," Fu Lou raised his voice, and then flicked a ball of chaotic qi up: "Let's go, I have something to do." ”...,

"Your kid has already known each other like this, wouldn't it save a lot of trouble, hehe" As he spoke, the lightning swept away the chaotic qi, quickly disappeared, and the dark clouds quickly dissipated, leaving a sentence: "Remember to refine more psychic treasures." ”

Soon, the sun came down, shining on the stunned expressions of everyone in the Tongtian Clan.

It is rumored that Lei Gong is the executor of justice, as long as any mortal does something bad that hurts heaven and reason, Lei Gong will definitely remember it, and electrify the bad guy on a rainy night. However, the monks didn't believe in these things, and when they crossed the catastrophe, Lei Gong was resolute and ruthless, and as soon as he came, he would call himself to death, and he would care who was a bad person and who was a good person.

Today, Lei Gong actually opened his mouth to speak, and what was even more bizarre was that Lei Gong bargained with a mortal and actually asked this mortal for a cloud of yellow gas

Is this still the high-flying Lei Gong?

It's never true, I should have had a dream.

Many people don't believe their eyes, and they don't even believe their feelings, and they are suspicious in their dreams.

...... After a while.

Someone shouted: "That little Taoist priest is gone"

"Why don't you stop him?"

"Deacons Elder...... Didn't say. ”

“......”

It turned out that the thin old man was a deacon elder of the Tongtian Clan, and at this time, his figure was a little sluggish, and he looked up to the sky and sighed: "It's really incredible, this little Taoist priest is not just a disciple of the Immortal Sect, who is he?"

Then he said to Yousu, "Carefully check his details."

"Okay" You Su leaned over and asked, "Elder, what should I do next?"