The Quartet Alliance was formed, and the intention was not to compete and cultivate here, so naturally it would not make a big move to build a long-term residence, and the residence of Mr. Big and others was a big tent made of war boats, temporarily replacing the cave mansion.

At this moment, there were many people inside and outside the big tent, and everyone had shocked and excited expressions on their faces, as if this was a magnificent palace that had just been built, and they were ministers who were about to witness the new dynasty.

Zuo Gongming's identity has been rumored, and capturing a person of this level has immeasurable significance for future battles, and the crowd is talking about it, not about the big battle array, but about his magical divination.

"Lu Mo's Son...... Could it be the one to whom destiny belongs?"

"Not necessarily, it is said that the man only saw that the Son would not fall in this battle, and said nothing else. ”

"What do you know, if it's not a person of destiny, how can a casual agreement protect him, this is called borrowing!"

"The Doctrine of Fortune...... It's so ethereal. ”

"Hehe, I hope it's true, at least we're on the same side. ”

"This person's divination is so accurate, I'm afraid that even the Heavenly Oracle Elder can't do it. ”

"What ...... this?"

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Onido was happy because he had defeated and captured the red-robed man with his own hands. Onido was furious because the guy named Zuo Gong Ming was not his captive.

It is very difficult to defeat a monk who can escape the law, and the cultivation of the two enemies is equal, if one side can escape the law, it can be said to be invincible; but the red-robed man is unlucky, the ghost path is like the way of the sword, and when he first explores the rules of heaven and earth, what he understands is not the sword, but the space.

In the final analysis, it is a kind of space spell, and the difference is only in the medium. For example, Thirteen Lang, he didn't have the slightest comprehension of space, and he completely relied on Xuehe's unique spatial talent. Coupled with the strength of his own body and not afraid of turbulence, he can escape through the space.

Zuo Gongming was obviously superior, with the help of the power of flames, not a real treasure, but he still couldn't get rid of the shackles of throwing himself, and he couldn't do it as invisible as Yuanying teleporting. On the contrary, it is a ghost road, if you can penetrate that layer of diaphragm. It is very likely that he will comprehend the true spatial supernatural powers, and the opportunity can be described as profound.

These are later words, in short, the ghost road found that a Huoyan monk escaped by the fire, and chased after him with a deep hatred and hatred, and he didn't even care about the changes in Jinshan. He was also open-minded when he thought about it, Jinshan was in a sea of fire at that time, Mr. Big and they were helpless, it didn't make much difference whether they kept it or not, it was better to grab a ready-made.

Several vicious fights and entanglements. Zuo Gongming can't fight and can't escape, the ghost road wins the fight but can't catch it for a while, chase and chase and escape until he runs to a large area of water, and suddenly Yujian several demon cultivators.

It's Lu Mo's group.

The ghost path has no good impression of the demon cultivator, but at this time, everyone is in the same breath, and they have to help each other, at first glance, the demon cultivator wanted to shout at the other party to intercept, and then found that their cultivation is not worth mentioning. It became a reminder.

"Be careful...... Little ......"

He couldn't shout anymore, and he was a demon hunter. Zuo Gongming, a great monk who knew how to escape the law, rushed straight in front of Lu Mo and shouted for help as if he was rushing to the sky...... Spare ...... I don't know what he's shouting.

"Blood kills the Holy Son...... I am your captive...... You and I have an appointment...... Fate comes first...... Till death!"

The ghost path was stupid at that time, and several other demon cultivators were also stupid, only Lu Mo was not stupid, the expression on his face was like laughing and crying, so wonderful that it was indescribable.

until the matter is clear. Ghost Dao looked at Zuo Gongming's gaze differently, but he made a fierce look on his face and ordered unceremoniously.

"Let's go with the old man, what kind of holy son, you will come with you. ”

Those who can peer into the heavens are always in awe. Zuo Gongming's fight is so-so, but the "fate" of this live performance is really extraordinary, and the ghost is an old monster who has practiced for thousands of years, how can he not even understand this severity.

So, a few people returned to Jinshan, but they did not rush to the demon cultivation station, but were held hostage by the ghost path to the spiritual cultivation side.

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"That's the way it is, this old guy is very powerful, I guess it's ......"

After telling what happened in one breath, Ghost Dao winked at Mr. Big and the others, as if he was afraid that others would not be able to see it.

He was also here, and before he finished speaking, the ghost path found that Thirteen Lang and Princess Xia were walking side by side towards this side, and a pair of old eyes suddenly turned red, no matter whether it was a red robe or a black robe in front of him, whether it was a fortune teller or a diviner.

Striding forward, Ghost Dao rubbed his eyes vigorously, and shouted: "I'm not dead! I can't just die if I eat so many things from my Sword Gate." ”

Without waiting for Thirteen Lang to agree, the old man turned back to Princess Xia and said, "What's the matter? This kid is fine, it's not good to tell the old man, cut him!"

The people around looked sideways, Princess Xia opened her mouth, swallowed the words that came to her mouth, I have the people who want to cut him, and I can't find the person who keeps him, and no one can do it.

The princess is a princess in the end, knowing that the ghost road and the thirteen lang have a close relationship, although the heart is gloomy, she does not forget her duty, and she salutes according to the number of courtesies: "Thank you seniors, this is ......"

"Well, a little thing, just leave it to them. ”

Ghost Dao noticed Princess Xia's expression, rolled his eyes, and said: "Your grandfather is interrogating the prisoner inside, go and accompany him, by the way, listen to what is going on with the surname Zuo, and let the old man teach this kid a lesson." ”

Such a clear hint, no matter how stupid Princess Xia is, she can understand the meaning, she is grateful and shy, and at the same time she is somewhat moved, so she said goodbye to the ghost after giving a salute again, and entered the cave to listen by herself.

Leaving an old man and a young man looking at each other, they didn't make a sound for a long time.

"Hi teacher...... Are you alright?"

"Well, TOEFL TOEFL, I'm not mad at you for the time being. ”

"Well, that's good, that's good, I heard...... You've been cultivating lately?"

"Well, it's a bit of a gain, how are you kid, what's weird?"

"Ahem...... It's a long story...... Shall we change places?"

"Uh-huh, somewhere else, let's talk about it somewhere. ”

Under the sluggish gaze of the surroundings, the most chic master and apprentice in history walked out of the cave holding hands; the only one that could reflect the identity of the two of them, the ghost road strode up and stared at the sky, and the thirteen lang leaned back slightly, looking at the hand holding the ghost road, but in fact, he was half-supporting the old man's body, although he didn't need it.

The old guy looked at the envious eyes around him, and pretended to greet him flatly. I sighed silently in my heart.

"Comfortable, comfortable!"

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Jinshan is getting cooler, and there are still some days before it is completely calm, and there are figures passing by in the air from time to time, occasionally accompanied by cheers of surprise, which looks vibrant.

With the efforts of thousands of monks. The space of a few hundred miles was too narrow, so it was quickly filtered. At this time, the treasure hunt has come to an end, and it is definitely a surprise if you can still find something, and it is inevitable that there will be some movement.

"Go to Jinshan to have a look, so I have a trip, and the old man hasn't had time to see what it looks like. ”

One old and one young, flying slowly in the direction of Jinshan along the dark red ground, looking at their eyes and listening to their ears, they were all a little silent.

"There were heavy casualties in the battle of the Coming. Half of the spiritual cultivation is lost, and the demon cultivation is even worse than us, and there is no one-third left; a few days ago, we hid in the ghost place of Gazi Mountain, thinking about how to survive on the Demon Spirit Continent, how long has it been, and now everyone is thinking about how to settle in the Demon Waterfall in the future, how to sweep the surrounding area. ”

The ghost path put away the previous wandering. Patted Thirteen Lang on the shoulder and said, "Good boy, this is your credit. ”

Thirteen Lang is not as relieved as the ghost road. He said in a slightly worried tone: "This battle still has to be fought, and it is difficult to say what the future holds." ”

"Yes, but then again, fighting a war is a war, and it's completely different now than it was before. At least not confused. ”

The ghost Dao sighed and said: "The Gathering of Storms and Clouds is the time when heroes emerge! I'm not afraid of your jokes, the old man has always dreamed of fighting the spirits and demons again, and spilling blood on the battlefield will not live up to the cultivation of this life; Seeing that he was about to return to the ruins with resentment, he caught up with such a thing. ”

"Instead of fighting, the spirits and demons joined forces to deal with others. What is the impermanence of the world, the old man finally realized. ”

The words are full of vicissitudes, and there is a bit of self-deprecation, I can't say what the specific taste is, and it is difficult for the ghost to understand his thoughts, which seems extremely complicated. Thirteen Lang had the heart to explain a few words, and then thought of the relationship between himself and the spirit and demon, so he simply closed his mouth and let the old man sigh to the sky, refusing to talk about life or death.

Ghost Dao said: "Practice, practice, thousands of cultivators, no one has ever heard of enlightenment, even our ancestor of the Ancient Sword Sect, how talented and arrogant, in the end, still can't escape the fate of a piece of loess." Let the old man say that cultivation is to live happily, as long as you live a chic and refreshing life, there is not much difference between a hundred years, a thousand years or ten thousand years. ”

The words seemed to have the meaning of teaching, but Shisanlang just smiled, half mockingly, and said: "Feeling the way of heaven is different, you didn't do it before. ”

The old ghost Dao blushed and shouted angrily: "Bold, is this what you should say!"

Shisanlang didn't answer, and continued to pretend to be his honest monk.

The ghost couldn't help him, so he had to say: "I'm old, although there are some opportunities, whether I can break through the realm is two talks; you have a great future, don't be like me, complain for some trivial things for life, and have no place to regret it in the future." ”

Thirteen Lang heard a little meaning and peeked at him.

The ghost path was close to breaking the level, and his sense of perception was more acute than before, and he immediately noticed it, and scolded: "Look at it, I really think you can hide that secret!"

Looking at Thirteen Lang's aggrieved expression, the old man's voice softened, and he persuaded: "The love of children is the most dissipating heroism...... The old man thinks it's very good. ”

Thirteen Lang looked at him in amazement, thinking in his heart that he really didn't see it, you, an old thief who can't even take care of your grandson, actually have a hobby of being a matchmaker, how can this really be true.

Onido didn't know what Shisanro was thinking, but he could feel the mockery in his gaze, and said angrily: "That's right, the union of spirituality and swallowtail is an element of interest, but you can't deny anything else because of this." I'm not blind yet, I can see that girl's heart for you, if you want to say it's for the sake of face, you can't get by...... Don't let the old man look down on him!"

Afraid of Thirteen Lang's suspicions, he said: "Having said that, the two of you are together, who dares to say that we are attached to the swallowtail......?

Messy and messy, no matter how chaotic the seniority is, the old man was full of murderous anger and said: "Who dares to chew his tongue, the old man is the first to refuse!"

Jusan Lang didn't know what to say, so he could only remain silent. Ghost Dao waited for a long time and didn't see a reply, his eyes showed a little worry, and Zhengse said: "Tell me the truth, are you planning to escape from marriage?" ”

"Run, run...... Running away from marriage?" Thirteen Lang couldn't cry or laugh, and almost fell off the clouds.

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...... (To be continued.) )