All the supreme powerful eyes fell on Huanglong, after this catastrophe, he will definitely soar into the sky, and if there is no accident, it must be him, how much the ten golden immortals spit out, how much he can eat, this is called fat water does not flow into the field of outsiders, it is really a fool to have a foolish fortune.

You can win while lying down.

As for the Twelve Golden Immortals, it has passed.

The figure was no longer seen at the head of Chaoge City, and the Kunpeng Ancestor had never gone out of the North Underworld to take back his Kunyu body, because he knew that when he moved, she would definitely move, she had been silent for a long time, and if she moved, it would be a shock!

Although he is not afraid, he also does not want to touch that mold, because it is unwise.

Before the boundary card level, Xiao Xiong and Huang Long waved goodbye, and Huang Long returned to the tent full of apprehension, and the tent was empty with only two people, Yuding Jiang Ziya.

"Senior Brother Huanglong?"

Jiang Ziya looked surprised, obviously, he didn't expect Huang Long to come back, and no one told him that Huang Long had escaped.

Yu Ding nodded to Huang Long, without saying much, and without saying much.

"Hurry up and burn incense, the lord is coming!"

A gust of wind entered the tent.

"The teacher said that the master is here?"

Jiang Ziya couldn't believe it.

Huanglong Yuding was also surprised, just because the saint was not mortal, at least they hadn't seen it.

The tent is colorful, and the Taoist burns incense.

Burning lamps, jade ding, yellow dragons, Jiang Ziya, out of the tent to wait for the saint.

It's dusk, the sky is crimson, a few points of white light appear, the sound of cranes, the front road, the nine dragons, the South Pole is on the left, the boy is on the right, a treasure fan, a handful of Ruyi, the halo is sacred and soft, everything is bathed in the glory of the saint, people dare not look directly.

Burn the lamp and bow your head.

Yuding Huanglong Jiang Ziya bowed: "Welcome Master!"

Yuan Shi Tianzun walked out of the Nine Dragons Agarwood Wheel and walked down the sky step by step, the saint walked in the mortal dust, and raised his hand: "You are exempt!"

The saint's voice is still as if in the Jade Void Palace, with the solemnity of the Jade Void Palace.

The four people got up and welcomed the saint into the tent.

The clouds looked up, and they lost their minds.

"Big sister, big sister?"

Yunxiao slowly retracted his gaze and said, "Uncle Shi is here." ”

Qiong Xiao's heart tightened.

Bi Xiao pursed her lips absently.

Han Zhixian said in an ugly voice: "Yunxiao Daoyou is too worried, the disciple is like this, where can the teacher be smart? Explain the twelve golden immortals, before today, which one is not high, prestigious, and awe-inspiring, but what about now? It is not that the Taoist friend has cut three flowers, closed his five breaths, and completely reduced to a mortal, in fact, the Taoist friend is still too soft-hearted, if he uses the words of the poor Tao, he does not do two things endlessly, kills cleanly, kills, and their teacher will not be used. ”

"Daoyou Gao Theory!" These words completely reached Bi Xiao's heart, Bi Xiao turned his head and looked at the clouds with bright eyes, and said eagerly: "Eldest sister, why don't I go and kill them all now, and break the thoughts of the uncle, we and the uncle don't have to be embarrassed." ”

"Don't talk nonsense!" Yunxiao shouted, "We shouldn't have abolished their cultivation, how can we harm their lives again?"

"Alas!" Zhang Zhao, who was sitting at the end of the seat, sighed and said: "Niangniang's heart today is the same as that of Senior Brother that day, even if she catches Huang Long, it will only hang him for three days, but in the end, who has ever shown mercy to Senior Brother's subordinates?"

mentioned Zhao Gongming, Qiongxiao, Bixiao, and Hanzhixian all had red eyes, and Yunxiao was silent.

Zhang Zhao sighed heavily again, and said: "I want to go out of the island together for the Ten Heavenly Monarchs just to seek justice for the four Daoists on Kowloon Island who died tragically at the hands of the disciples of the Interpretation Sect, and I never wanted to explain the Sect Jin Immortal to kill him, but now there is only one poor Dao left." ”

"Explain that the golden immortal kills my Taoist friend, killing me and intercepting the golden immortal is like killing grass mustard, never soft, that kind of condescending to kill me like grass mustard eyes can't forget it, killing one by one is justified, killing one by one is a matter of course, killing one by one is justified, killing one by one is justified, as if we are all beasts, let them slaughter beasts, our lives are not life at all in their eyes, they look down on our sectarian disciples in their bones, why should they?"

Zhang Zhao couldn't stop crying in the end, and whimpered.

Qiong Xiao was sad, Bi Xiao and Han Zhixian were angry, Yunxiao was also uncomfortable, Zhang Zhao was right, because she could also feel that the three generations of disciples had never put them in their eyes, as if they were all here to find death, they were not as good as their masters, the eyes they looked at them were the eyes of the dead, and few people could stand it.

Lighting the lamp, Jiang Ziya and the other golden immortals seem to be good words to persuade each other, but they are charity from above, give you a life, we are merciful to spare your life, escape!

Because they are providential, they are righteous.

The Twelve Golden Immortals of the Sect are guilty of killing and robbing in the red dust, they are the twelve swords of the Heavenly Dao, they are justified in killing, and their disciples are also justified in killing.

But she couldn't kill them, not because of the so-called kindness of her heart.

"I'll see Uncle Shi tomorrow. ”

Yunxiao closed his eyes.

The tent was silent.

Dawn, crane chirping.

Yunxiao opened his eyes, got up, walked out of the tent, and prepared to meet the saint alone.

"Sister, wait for me!"

Bixiao chased after him.

The clouds turned back.

"I'll go with my eldest sister!"

Bixiao's eyes are stubborn, fearless and fearless.

Qiong Xiao didn't have the courage.

Han Zhixian was stunned by the saint.

Not to mention Zhang Zhao.

"In this way, when you see your uncle, you must understand etiquette and don't talk nonsense. ”

"Hey, hey, hey, listen to the eldest sister. ”

I don't know if it's because of more Bixiao, Yunxiao's expression is also a little lighter.