(In view of the fact that in recent days, the code word is very late every night, and it is not easy to wake up in the morning, so it was decided to change the update time, which is a chapter at 11:30 p.m. and a chapter at 6:00 p.m.) ）

At this time, there was a difficult sound, and as the door of the wing room was opened, Sima Chaoqun's figure suddenly appeared in front of the two.

"Taishang Immortal Sect...... Heavenly Demon Sect ...... What are you doing here?" Sima Chaoqun's face was gloomy, and his tiger eyes were menacing, like icicles, piercing into the eyes of the "young man".

The "young man" suddenly turned pale, and involuntarily took two steps back, his shoulders trembling slightly, obviously trembling because of fear.

On the contrary, Zhou Jiuhui's eyes were bright, he smiled indifferently, and the solemn atmosphere suddenly melted like a warm breeze and became relaxed.

"Don't you see, Young Master Ben is doing a small solution, although this Tongtian Pavilion is big, but there is not even a place for a small solution, so ...... It can only be solved on the spot!"

Zhou Jiuhui smiled, turned his gaze to "youth", and said, "Yes...... Brother Dao!"

The "youth's" cheeks suddenly flushed, and he nodded with difficulty.

At this time, a beautiful woman appeared behind Sima Chaoqun.

She was gorgeously dressed and had a beautiful face, which could be called stunning, but her expression was a little haggard, and two tears had not been erased.

Under the deterrence of his true yuan and mental strength, Zhou Jiuhui can still talk and laugh.

Sima Chaoqun seemed to be a little puzzled, but the momentum was still not reduced, but even more domineering.

"It looks like you're hearing something you shouldn't have heard," he said. ”

Zhou Jiuhui snorted and said, "What should be listened to and what should not be heard...... The ears grow on the young master's head, do you care?"

"Presumptuous, you dare to talk to the master of this sect like this!" Sima Chaoqun's eyes were sharp, and between his eyebrows, a trace of murderous intent flashed.

He said sharply: "Two ignorant juniors, it seems that if I don't kill you, it will be difficult to establish the authority of the master of this sect!"

At this moment, Sima Chaoqun's hand had already condensed an extremely strong wisp of true yuan power, sharp as a knife, slashing into the air along his palm, and there was a faint sound of breaking wind and whistling.

This Sima Chao's strength is on par with Lan Aojun, and even above him, at least above the middle of the Tianyuan Realm.

If you want to kill Zhou Jiuhui, who has not yet fully controlled the Supreme Demon Yuan, it is simply easy.

However, at this moment, a trace of yin and evil true yuan power slashed down from the left side like a guillotine, and when it was twisted with Sima Chaoqun's true yuan, the two forces suddenly dissipated into nothingness.

Sima Chaoqun's expression changed slightly, and his gaze fell on the evil guy standing not far away.

He smiled and said, "Your Heavenly Demon Sect is already at the end of the royal road, and you dare to be so presumptuous?"

Zhou Jiuhui looked back and saw that the person was Jin Zhujiu.

Jin Zhujiu's expression was gloomy, and he took two steps forward slowly, and said: "This junior is a disciple of my disciple, and now that he has no way to discipline him, I will make a ruling, and I will not bother Your Excellency to do it yourself...... What's more, although the Heavenly Demon Sect is at the end of the road, the royal road still exists, and if it is underestimated, it will definitely suffer a big loss in the future. ”

At this time, Sun Xiaodie said softly: "Sima, let's stop this matter." ”

Sima Chaoqun's eyebrows hung upside down, and he sneered: "If you give up, then how can I, the master of the sect, be convincing in the future?...... The huge Six Absolute Evil Sects have not become the laughing stock of others?...... Go away!"

As he spoke, he moved and pushed his palms out diagonally.

The thick True Yuan Force surged up like a great river of the Yangtze River, and the ground suddenly collapsed, and a trace of True Yuan Force swept away with an unstoppable momentum.

Jin Zhujiu's face was always dark and heavy, but he didn't dodge, and walked up to the mighty True Yuan Force.

But its steps are extremely slow and heavy.

With one step, the true yuan spilled up, and the dark gray true yuan power suddenly erupted, consuming each other.

But obviously, Sima Chaoqun's cultivation is much more profound than Jin Zhujiu.

And now, the two parties are just fighting for the true yuan force, if it is a Dao law competition, I am afraid that Jin Zhujiu is no longer able to support it now.

At this time, the sound of whistling all around came, and the Great Compassion Zen Master, the Male Domineering Dao Master, and the Zhengyang Dao people also rushed over.

When they saw this, they couldn't help but look stunned.

Zhou Jiuhui rolled his eyes, glanced at the "young man" who was in a sluggish state, and said in a low voice: "Follow me!"

As he spoke, he took her hand and ran wildly.

When the people saw this, they did not know what it was, and they did not stop it.

The hand of the "young man" was grabbed by Zhou Jiuhui, and he couldn't help but say angrily: "Stinky rascal, what are you going to do?"

Zhou Jiuhui didn't stop, and sneered: "You're not the first to call me that, if I don't take you away, you will become Sima Chaoqun's soul sooner or later...... But speaking of which, your hands are really tender......"

"Stinky rascal!" exclaimed the youth.

At this time, the two ran into the main hall and gradually stopped.

After this period of wild running, the "young man" turned red, and his hair had already fallen, but he looked like a daughter.

Zhou Jiuhui looked at her with interest, clapped his hands and smiled: "Wonderful, this is the true color of beauty!"

At this moment, all the door masters went to watch the battle between Jin Zhujiu and Sima Chaoqun, and there was no one in the entire hall.

The "young man" glared at Zhou Jiuhui fiercely, quickly combed his outfit, and said angrily: "When my father comes tomorrow, he will definitely make that Sima Chaoqun die well!"

Hearing this, Zhou Jiuhui frowned slightly and asked, "Your father?...... Who's your father?"

The "young man's" face changed, as if he was hiding something, and he snorted: "It's the patriarch of the Taishang Immortal Sect with a very high status...... Stinky rascal, why should I tell you!"

"yes, I don't know why you told me...... Hey, what's that girl's name?"

The current Zhou Jiuhui is like a hooligan ruffian, looking at her with a sinister smile.

"Don't say it!"

The "young man" snorted angrily, and gave him a closed door.

Zhou Jiuhui stuck out his tongue, his eyes turned, and fell on the glorious mural again.

Suddenly, an extremely familiar feeling suddenly came to my heart.

"Sima Chaoqun's cultivation is profound, your evil master is definitely not his opponent, and when the time comes, he will definitely kill me...... Stinky rascal, it's all your fault, who made you show up there!"

The "young man" was still looking for a reason unreasonably, and suddenly saw Zhou Jiuhui staring at the mural, frowning and saying, "Silly boy, do you understand?"

Zhou Jiuhui also frowned a little puzzled, and said, "I can't understand it, but it feels very familiar, as if I've been here before." ”

"You can brag, if you have been here, Miss Ben has also been a fairy king!"

Zhou Jiuhui snorted, and suddenly walked over, stroking the mural with both hands, as if looking for the familiarity that had been lost for eight hundred years.

As the ten fingers flowed, the brilliance on the mural gradually floated.

The "young man" didn't dare to look at it for a long time, but at a glance he could see that the mural had actually changed.

In this mural, the mystery is abnormal, and the things in the painting move with the light, and the masters of the door have long known, but they don't know how to open the ban.

However, it is not surprising that the Qi Heaven Thief Saint was born with a pair of Heaven Stealing Hands, which are mysterious to the touch and can open the ban.

Zhou Jiuhui was still caressing the mural, and the small streamers intertwined with his fingers, forming another strange and magnificent pattern.

However, in Zhou Jiuhui's heart, a new pattern seems to have emerged.

And he is just following the picture in his heart, and he is just drawing.

The "young man" stood behind him and watched, not feeling stupid, but strangely enough, she was not intimidated by the magic of the mural, but was fascinated by the colorful scenes in the painting.

In her heart, she was faintly looking forward to what kind of pattern Zhou Jiuhui would be after it was completed?

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