Chapter 20: The Enemy Is Launched

"I'm just in a cooperative relationship with them, don't worry about it, Mrs. grandpa, I know how to deal with it."

Ye Changsheng came to the place where he came in, and he glanced at the three of them, and the person who had just come in was sitting behind Luoshi.

Coming to Luoshi and Liu Meiming, Ye Changsheng glanced at the happy look on their faces, as if he had fallen into a dream, he was deeply tempted and finally didn't want to go out, and finally was occupied by desire.

But it's all in his own eyes, he knows everything. In the eyes of other people and demons, these two people are "having an epiphany".

The unsullied person can not be controlled by these four worldly desires, and everyone is born unsullied, but... None of these people can guarantee that they don't understand anything about their minds as they did when they were born.

Ye Changsheng's greed and desire were enough to drown himself......

"Don't you practice? In this precious time, I was looking left and right, and my magic weapons and pills were waiting for the inheritors on the next layer. ”

The real person of Zen Dao appeared, stood beside Ye Changsheng, and said with some doubts.

"The qualifications of the younger generations are still shallow, even if I stop here, I am very satisfied, and it is more suitable for me to watch from one side."

What kind of epiphany is here, just look at you old liar, but what he said is not right, people who are not smart have been tricked into reading books by him.

"That's it, that's it, the fairy fate is all in one thought."

I don't believe you've been curious. The Zen Dao True Body dissipated like a thin smoke, staring at Ye Changsheng's every move, his rebirth ritual... It's about to start.

Curiosity is the most basic intellectual curiosity in the heart of a creature, and he will definitely open that book......

No, I definitely won't open it.

Ye Changsheng, who understood the words of the real people of Zen Taoism, had already deleted that part of the memory, and the backup was in the hands of Mrs. Grandpa, even if he wanted to see it, Mrs. Grandpa would pull him out with a big pocket.

As for why his wife and grandfather, who is also a Yuanying monk, will not be affected, he boasts that he is "superior, how can he be affected by this imbecile desire trend".

In other words, he's played everything, and this kind of garbage can still affect him?

Man......

Ye Changsheng really couldn't hold back, he didn't expect that the talents were all by his side. To say that the Book of Desire is not attractive enough is to say that a woman in the emperor's new clothes stands in front of him, and she is not attractive enough to herself.

This Mrs. Grandpa's desires are really infinite......

Wait and see, one by one the people of the Immortal Gate entered this second level, and they all had some injuries on their bodies, and it seemed that the infighting was not light.

"Ahem!"

Jian Thirteen coughed up a mouthful of blood, looked at the meditative epiphany and Liu Meiming, as if seeing an enemy, pulled out the long sword at his waist, and passed through the Zen Taoist real people who appeared in front of him, wanting to kill them here!!

"This is the place of epiphany, little friend, give me a face, don't kill here."

The real people of Zen Dao dissipated and gathered, wanting to use words to stop the sword thirteen killings.

"I... The Sword Gate has not declined to the point of deliberately wanting a district of Yuanying inheritance. ”

Sword Thirteen ignored the words of the Zen Dao real person, gritted his teeth, and swung out the silver-white long sword in his hand, and the sound of breaking through the air came out.

"Whew!"

"Dang!"

The sound of iron weapons colliding echoed, and Ye Changsheng, who suddenly appeared, stood behind the two of them and took the sword thirteen blows, and said, "Fellow Daoist, why are you so resentful?" ”

"You... Is it their accomplice? ”

Jian Thirteen's eyebrows trembled, and his eyes were sharp.

“… At last. ”

As soon as Ye Changsheng said this, a huge force struck and swept him away. The latter, Sword Thirteen, scolded, "What did you do!" Sand snakes are rioting, wolves are killing, and the desert is on its way to destruction! I ......"

"What's the matter with me?! We also just got the sand snake belly sand flower to enter the next level, these words... Shouldn't you ask the person who is leading this lineage? ”

Ye Changsheng, who was unscathed, pointed at the real person of Zen Dao with the index finger of his left hand, and he also suspected something in this guy's words, there were only less than twenty people in this guy's class, and he should be angry.

Sword Gate, one of the top ten immortal gates, less than twenty of the hundred foundation building monks were damaged, and they were also injured, so it was all false to say that they were not angry.

"That lure the wolf ......"

"There's nothing to say, but if you do it again, I'll send you back to the West here, I'm not talking big, after all, you're also weak."

It turned out that it was you who were harmed by Liu Meiming when he was fallen, Ye Changsheng had nothing to say at the moment, these two people did not harm themselves, and the kindness in his heart made him instinctively want to shelter these two people who helped him.

As for the rest, he can't help either, and whether these two guys can get out of their desires can only depend on themselves. He felt... These two unscrupulous guys will never be able to get out, and they will be benevolent and righteous.

"The first ...... of foundation building"

"We were the first to enter, and not every sand snake has a sand flower in its belly, just the blood on my body... How many do you think I killed alone? ”

“……”

Sword Thirteen is silent, the sand snake thing is more difficult to gnaw than those wolves, the wolf king is dead, and the wolf pack formation will be scattered, but the sand snake... He couldn't cut the conspicuous mark with the thick scale armor of this accident, and he still used the spirit weapon to break the defense, and he also escaped the sand as neatly as a fish entering the water, once he entered the sand, he really couldn't help it, I really don't know how this guy killed......

"Senior brother, as long as you give an order, we will kill them directly." One person stepped forward and whispered.

"Cultivate on the ground and wait to go back."

The killing aura on Sword Thirteen's body dissipated, and a pair of brown pupils in his inner eyes looked at Ye Changsheng, inserted the sword in his hand back into the scabbard, and said, "I remember you, Afterlife, I hope we won't meet next time [Xianmen Battlefield]." ”

"See you next time."

Ye Changsheng didn't care about the declaration of war by the person in front of him, with the Dragon Balls here, these guys were also injured, even if he couldn't kill him, he could temporarily open up.

Jian Thirteen led the Sword Gate to sit aside and cultivate, it didn't matter what the inheritance here was, how could the crooked sect be comparable to his own supreme sword way?

If he doesn't fight, he is worried that his junior brother and sister will be damaged, and if he is the only one who is there, he will definitely go up and fight and never die.

The first time the wolf pack was driven away, and the second time was surrounded by the rampaging sand snakes, and more than 30 of them were killed by the foundation damage, and more than 70 people were killed after the fall of Xianmen.

That's it, I haven't killed the sand snake king yet......

Frustrated, most of the acquaintances died at once, and Sword Thirteen felt that the sword path he was holding was shattered, and he sat in place with a dirty face, in his mind... It's all miserable.

"The road of life is always a setback."

Zen Dao Zhenren stood in front of Jian Thirteen and said, "Since Xiaoyou wants to recuperate from his injuries, why don't you realize the Tao while recuperating?" Maybe... Those pains will be forgotten for a short time. ”

Ye Changsheng, who was standing far away, heard that the old guy began to fool the person whose heart was broken, his pupils contracted like a cat's eye, and he quietly walked over.

The people of the Sword Gate, if they can be fooled, they laugh every day. He is not a savior, what good is it for him to remind him, and the next time he meets himself, cut lightly?