"Childe!"

Luo Liuyan looked at Sun Hao, and stopped talking.

"Miss Liuyan, please say something! You're welcome!" Sun Hao said.

"Childe, we want to build a few rooms at the foot of your mountain, do you think it's okay?" Luo Liuyan said.

Building a house in such a remote place?

After that, when they come to their own place, it is much more convenient, and they can better reap the blessing value.

This kind of good thing can't be sought!

"Miss Liuyan is polite! You are building!" Sun Hao said.

"Thank you, Childe!"

Luo Liuyan's eyes lit up and he bowed.

Several other people were also surprised.

"Childe, then let's go down the mountain and build a house first!" Luo Liuyan said.

"Brother Chen, I have something to leave tomorrow, please come and take care of it for me!" Sun Hao said.

"Yes, Childe!"

Chen Daoming nodded.

When Chen Daoming and the others left, Sun Hao's eyes flashed.

Today, the harvest is huge!

First of all, he recited the scriptures and gained thousands of blessing points.

Then, they ate food, gave Xuanyuan poems a couplet, and gained thousands of lucky points.

The total fortune value reached more than 30,000.

"Tomorrow, I'm going to Xifu Immortal City, I don't know where the immortal cultivators are, it's good to talk!"

Sun Hao walked back to the study and took out the Soul Suppression Bead from the cabinet.

"Hoo ......"

The pale blue glow illuminates the entire study.

Soft as fluorescent.

Sun Hao took it and walked in front of Xuanyuan Zhan.

"It seems to be just enough to put it in, this lamp is really good!"

Wait for Sun Hao to put the soul bead into the Xuanyuan Cup.

"Buzz ......"

A bang rang out.

The Soul Suppression Bead lit up with a dazzling light, making people dare not open their eyes.

Sun Hao squinted, his face was full of shock, "The light is several times brighter than before, this effect is completely daytime!"

"Miss Xuanyuan, this lamp is not simple!"

Sun Hao muttered to himself, and it took a long time before he calmed down.

"That's right, now I can draw more!"

After speaking, Sun Hao began to study ink.

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Purple Sun, on an island.

Here, the fairy air is elegant, the water mist is steaming, and it looks like a fairy island outside the world.

An old man with a white beard and kind eyebrows sat cross-legged on the ground, holding a whisk in his hand, looking like an immortal who had attained the Tao.

In front of him, a young man knelt down.

This man, with fiery red hair, is full of violence.

This person is none other than the son of the Burning Sun Golden Crow, Martyr!

"Apprentice, what are you looking for as a teacher?" the old man asked.

Martyr knelt three times and bowed nine times, his expression respectful, "Master, the disciple needs to leave for a while!"

The old man opened his eyes and smiled slightly, "Why did you leave?"

"Master, the disciple has mundane affairs that are not finished, and his mood is restless, so he must not advance an inch! After the apprentice has dealt with the mundane affairs, he will return to cultivate with the master and become a supreme immortal!" Lie Yan said.

"Hey......"

The old man sighed lightly, "Since you're leaving, let's take this!

After speaking, the old man handed the dust to the martyr.

"Master, how can this be?" Lie Yan's face changed slightly.

"Go ahead, for the sake of the teacher, you will leave as soon as possible!"

"I'll send you over by the way!"

After speaking, the old man waved his right hand.

The heavens and the earth shook, and a huge teleportation vortex appeared overhead.

"Master is gracious, disciple remembers!" Lie Yan said.

"Idiot, go!"

The old man pointed lightly, and the martyr only felt that the sky was spinning, and he disappeared in an instant.

When he reappeared, he had already arrived in the Tianluo Continent.

He looked to the west, his fists clenched, his joints popping.

"Father, don't worry, I will avenge you!"

"This time, no matter who he is, I will definitely smoke his soul, and he will never be reborn!"

He was preparing to make a move.

"You can't go!"

A bang rang out.

This sound sounded so abruptly that the martyrs couldn't tell the direction at all.

Voices seemed to be coming from all directions.

"Who's pretending to be a ghost, get out of here!"

The Flame roared, and at the same time, with a wave of his right hand, flames rose up.

With him as the center, spherical flames spread all around.

The ground burned black, and the trees, one by one, fell down and turned to white ash.

It looks like hellish magma, and it's terrifying.

In the blink of an eye, within a radius of a kilometer, it was all reduced to ashes.

"Haha......"

A laugh rang out, "It is worthy of having the bloodline of the Burning Sun Golden Crow and the Sky Devouring Golden Crow, this strength is really good!"

"However, this seat advises you not to go to the Great Demon Mountain, otherwise there will be no return!"

The voice was faint, and it kept reaching the ears of the martyrs.

"The rats who hide their heads and tails, there is a kind of coming out, fighting in a dignified manner!"

"Hehe, I'm not here to fight you, I'm here to tell you something!"

"Your father was killed by the Demon Ancestor Mountain Phoenix Rumeng, and she now lives in the south of the Great Demon Mountain!"

"Beside her, there is a supreme immortal!"

"If you go, it will be like striking a stone with an egg, and you will bring about your own destruction!"

"Listen to this seat's advice, it's still too late to turn back!"

The sound was long, and from time to time it reached the ears of the martyrs.

"Hmph, you think I'm going to take your word for it?"

"What is your purpose?

Martyr's voice was cold, and his eyes swept around, but no matter how he tried it, he couldn't find any clues.

"I'm already a half-immortal, I can't even detect his breath!

The martyrdom murmured, a touch of jealousy, a flash of vanishing.

"Believe it or not, that's all I say, and I'm leaving!"

"If you really want to die, this seat can stop it for a while, but it can't stop it for a lifetime!"

After these two sounds, there was a dead silence all around.

No matter how irritated the martyr was, no one responded to him anymore.

"Supreme Immortal, Huang is like a dream, is what he said true?"

"True or not, go there and find out!"

"With the master dusting here, I can protect my life!"

"The south side of the Great Demon Mountain, right? Then let me take a look, what are you capable of?"

After speaking, the flame turned into a long rainbow and disappeared into the sky in an instant.

Half an hour later.

"Hoo ......"

Two black shadows, slowly condensing.

One of them is the Corpse Puppet Clan Patriarch, the Ink Soul.

"Patriarch, since you want him to test the strength of the Divine Daoist, why don't you let him go?" asked the Black Shadow.

"Hehe, that's because this person is very short-tempered and extremely stubborn, only with such excitement can he succeed!"

"Patriarch Wise, what are we going to do next?" asked the Dark Shadow.

"Then naturally follow from afar, wait and see what happens, if the mysterious Taoist is too strong, I will run away at any time!"

"Yes, Patriarch!"

The black shadow nodded, "Patriarch, there is an incident, I don't know if to ask. ”

"You say!" said the Ink Soul.

"Patriarch, I heard that the high priest can't calculate everything about the gods, is this true?"

"Yes, even if it is Huang Rumeng, it can only be counted until she kills the Burning Sun Golden Crow, and everything else is shrouded in a layer of mysterious aura, and it can't be counted at all!"

"In this way, this trickster is too strong, we have to be careful. ”

"Of course, however, it is said that the Divine Trick Daoist is training as a mortal, and we only need to point out that he is not a mortal, and he will definitely have a damaged Dao heart!"

"Patriarch, this may not be true, right? I have never heard of this statement!"

"Whether it's true or not, just give it a try!"

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