The two said that they didn't dare, saying that they still relied on the second senior brother to turn the tide and kill them with one blow.

At most, he consumed the physical strength of the ink Jiao.

Mo Mad knew that the junior brother was thinking about himself, and what was even more rare was that the two of them were not moved at all in front of this elixir, it was the nature of a child, and they thought more about the good of the two of them in their hearts, but they couldn't say anything in their mouths.

He was already a taciturn man, and this time he went out with his two junior brothers, probably more than he had said in the fifty years he had been on the mountain.

The three of them continued to watch at the table until the second day, when there were many people in front of them, but there were no suitable weapons.

Xue Meng had been thinking about weapons for a long time, and he had imagined that he was carrying a spear, invincible, and sweeping the world.

But at this moment, the spear was still nowhere to be seen, and I couldn't help but be anxious.

Xue Buyu saw his younger brother's hopeful face, shaking his big head and looking around, peeping everywhere, and he knew his intentions.

comforted: "Xiao Meng, don't worry, if you really can't find a suitable one, let's spend a lot of money to help you build a suitable spear." ”

Xue Meng looked sad and said, "Brother, you don't know how difficult it is to find a blacksmith who can make divine weapons, not to mention that it is still made with the demon horns of Mojiao."

If we go to find it, I don't know if we will have to wait until the Year of the Monkey. ”

Mo laughed wildly and said: "Don't be in a hurry! Since the business is not at the door, let's go and find business!"

With such a grand cultivation meeting, doesn't there even have a weapon of your choice?"

After that, he pocketed the two horns and led the two junior brothers to try their luck in the huge square.

Here, there are many human monks, accounting for more than one-third of the number, followed by the demon race, all kinds of tigers, leopards and jackals, the relics of divine beasts, mutated demon beasts, and the least is the ghost race.

These ghosts are different from the ghosts of the underworld, but they are the ghosts that breed yin qi when heaven and earth are first born.

They rise day and night, and eat the moon, and the ghost clan of the underworld is formed by the souls of all kinds of living beings, all kinds of ghosts, judges.

The three of them wandered around for a long time, all kinds of herbs, gems, weapons, spells, maps, etc., everything, and they had a lot of knowledge, but the spear they liked was like a shy girl, hiding nowhere to be found.

The hunger in the bellies of several people was unbearable, and the sound was like thunder, attracting a burst of sideways glances.

Rao is two purple yang realms, one unyielding realm, and he can't stand the gaze of all people.

The three brothers were ashamed, and when they opened the treasure bag, they saw that they had nothing to eat.

Some demons and ghosts began to point fingers again, as if they were here to see the excitement of the human race.

After Xue Meng glared at the other side a few times, he found that there was no fear, and the pupils of his eyes were even more terrifying, and Xue Meng, who was staring, was powerless to parry, so he could only bow his head in shame again.

With a long sigh, Longyou was played by shrimp in the shallows, and the tiger was bullied by dogs in Pingyang.

At this time, a voice said loudly: "This is not true. Three Taoist friends, why don't you come here to talk about it?"

The three of them looked for prestige, and the young pavilion of the Vulture Pavilion was sitting on an amethyst table with several young girls from the Death Palace, selling wine and delicacies, and were looking at this side with a smile.

Wufu and Sanxiong said in unison ashamed, hurriedly ran over, thanked him, pulled a few stools from the next table and sat down with a grin.

Xue Meng was quite mobile on the field, and several people were very curious about him, and they were embarrassed to ask more, so they had nothing to do and took a sneak peek.

The departed palace Liu Rufeng opened his big eyes like Qinghong, glanced at Xue Buyu, and then at Xue Meng, wanting to ask something, but he was embarrassed to speak.

Yan Xuan, who was sitting next to her, saw that she wanted to ask but was embarrassed, and snickered a little, and then said, "Fellow Daoist, this is a bad word." Dare to ask your sect where the mountain is?"

Mo Mad arched his hand and said: "My senior brother is a disciple of the Five Blessings of Jinhua Mountain. Dare to ask your sect?"

Several people made introductions separately, and they admired it for a long time.

That is, everyone gives each other face, and everyone gets off the stage.

If you say that I have five blessings, the other party says that I don't know, I haven't heard of it, and then ask the other party where you are, I'm from the Vulture Palace, uh, I'm sorry, I haven't heard of it either.

If you do this, it's strange if you don't fight!

Yan Cha was dressed in a luxurious embroidered robe, and from a distance, he only felt that his clothes were too fancy, he must be a playboy, and he would sit next to him, Xue Buyu took a closer look.

He doesn't look like Pan An, but he is also upright and generous, with two black eyebrows like blades, and a pair of red phoenix eyes, but he also has good facial features.

That has been pampered in the Vulture Palace since he was a child, and he responds to every call, and he also has the arrogance of a master!

However, the cultivation world is respected for strength, and the three people in front of them are not idle.

At the same time that the three of Wufu were looking at him, he was also looking at the three of them.

The most striking thing is Mo Mad, seeing that others are tall and big, and the person he brings is a little smaller, standing there is not as tall as he sits.

He sat there, standing still, like a heavy mountain, with a full beard that connected his temples and chin together, and was so dense that his roots were like black iron needles.

Yan Cha pondered wildly, this beard is not like a beard, such as when fighting, pull one off, but it can be used as a hidden weapon.

Look at the burly young man on the right, in his twenties, slightly bloated, like a man-bear.

His face looks strong, especially a pair of black eyes, flashing with wild light, if he is not a little fatter, he can be regarded as a charming man!

Looking back at the one on the left, he was dressed in a white robe with a slanted collar, broad shoulders, and slender arms, which was intimidating even if it was hidden in the big sleeves.

Carrying a three-foot Qingfeng on his back, he tied a knot with some unknown beast tendon and wrapped it around his chest at will.

This face really made the man angry.

The sword eyebrows flew obliquely into the temples, the eyes were burning and shining, bright as stars, the nose was straight and the mouth was square, and the face shape was like the master concentrating on carving, full of three-dimensionality.

may be because of the reason for running around all the year round, they all look a little dark, but they show a more manly taste, which is different from those noble children who usually interact.

These three are all monks who travel the world and exercise their minds, and they are somewhat similar to ordinary high-rollers.

But because of the heart of the monks who popularized the world, they did not do the feats of the high-rollers in the rivers and lakes, but just traveled around to subdue demons and eliminate demons.

Yan Cha saw Xue Meng breaking through to the Purple Yang Realm in the crowd yesterday, and he was arrogant, and he had the intention of making friends in his heart.

At this moment, seeing that the three of them are all outstanding people, I am very happy.

couldn't help but leave his usual proud look out of the clouds, but instead lowered his identity, talked and laughed, and deliberately pulled into the relationship between the three of them.

He was originally a young pavilion master under one person and above ten thousand people, he talked wittily, had proper etiquette, and gave three people enough face.

The three of Wufu also had a good impression of him, and they felt that interacting with him was like drinking alcohol, and they unconsciously relaxed their mood.

It's not like it's the first time we've met, but it's an old friend for many years.

Several people talked happily, but they had no intention of snubbing the fairies of the Death Palace.

Liu Rufeng squinted at the words on the side, the left sentence was different, and the right sentence was different, but the three of them didn't hear it, they didn't care at all, it was a harmonious scene of love and concubine.

She is beautiful by herself, and she comes from the palace of death, and her status is respected, no matter where she goes, she is like the stars holding the moon, and she has been a little neglected.

When Yan Cha invited himself to sit with him, his attitude was unusually affectionate, but at the moment he turned a blind eye to himself.

Although he didn't have the slightest affection for him, he couldn't help but feel sour at the moment.