"Shame and shame! A bunch of waste!" In the Tungshan Palace, the angry shouting and scolding sounded, and the body of Shouyin Zhenren like a big horse monkey jumped up and down in the main hall, and the long long black oil-stained robe behind him raised high dust on the ground, and he didn't know where this old man went, he was like a gray man, covered in dust. In front of him, there were Xuzheng and others standing with their hands tied, their heads bowed one by one, their faces full of shame.

Ignoring the void and laughing about the mystery, these big guys in the hall are already the top monks of the Miaocheng Sect, and the void is even the monk of the late Mahayana stage, and he is about to survive the existence of the catastrophe, but now he is like a gray grandson who is reprimanded by this Shouyin Zhenren. However, although these people are high, they are still a little worse than Shouyin Zhenren, so so a few people who stomped on a foot and shocked the world could only bow their heads and be baptized by Shouyin Zhenren's spittle in the sky.

"Shame, shame, you, aren't you some kind of so-called Divine Mind Shadow Cover Beidou? Where were you when the Heavenly Demon plundered people? And you, isn't it known as the Sword Splitting the World? Why didn't you kill the Heavenly Demon with a sword? Shame, shame, so many masters are in charge, and it is really a shame that people can slip up the mountain and snatch people away. Now that Gan Ping's life and death are uncertain, Ma Ling'er has been plundered again, if Gan Ping comes back, what face do you have to see this junior in his later life?" Shouyin Zhenren still didn't say a word in his heart, this Ma Ling'er was taken away, Huo'er, the little ancestor, still can't make a fuss? Isn't that monkey wine in the soup? How can this make an old drunkard live?

Everyone was also full of shame, speaking of which, the people present all inherited the favor of Gan Ping, if it weren't for the blood of the witch god brought back by Gan Ping to save these old guys who were about to end their lives and were struggling to death, maybe a few people would still be in a closed death pass, let alone cultivate like this now. However, at the moment, the life and death of this Gan Ping are uncertain, and when Shouyin Zhenren went to investigate, there was such a thing, which really made several people look gloomy.

Xuzheng Zhenren groaned slightly, suddenly turned around, and strode towards the outside of the main hall, but was stopped by Shouyin Zhenren scolding together. "Little rabbit cub, you come back to me! I have turned against you! Say what's wrong with you? Do you think that the extraterritorial Nine Heavens Demon Palace is so easy to break into? Even if it is an immortal who descends to earth, you must avoid three points to the old demon, you are just a Mahayana cultivator, and you can't send it to death?" Seeing the anger on the face of the real person, Shouyin Zhenren slapped him on the head, "Set up a formation for me, I want to do a divination and see how the girl is..."

Although he said so, Shouyin Zhenren was full of worry, what kind of goods was the extraterritorial heavenly demon, everyone knew that such a charming girl fell into their hands, it was really bad luck. Outside the main hall, Wu Nu Zhenren and others looked at each other, such a heavyweight conversation they could not be involved in it for the time being, and the silence on the side was full of strength, your anxious look, although it was only a few years of master and apprentice, but because Ma Ling'er had a relationship with half of her soul, the two were not like mother and daughter, but better like mother and daughter.

With the sound of the simple and desolate aria of Shouyin Zhenren in the main hall, the entire Tonshan Hall immediately rose with the taste of mystery, and thousands of life stars flickered, and the soul of Shouyin Zhenren has been connected with this starry sky and land. Under this Hidden Peak, the immortal weapon that was suppressed was the immortal treasure with the power of the stars, and now Shouyin Zhenren has activated its power.

A small golden teacup floated in the air, and Mokong licked his lips covetously, and in the depths of his magic eyes, Ma Ling'er's figure was appearing. The creature sealed on this woman's body is really terrifying, if it is unsealed, even if it is difficult to capture it, only to take advantage of the fact that it is sealed on this woman's body and refine it alive. However, such a project is simply unprecedentedly huge, thinking that the dragon is full of essence and blood, and the sky is extreme, if you really wait to refine it bit by bit, I am afraid that it will really have to be desolate.

Therefore, the only way to do this is to treat this woman as a furnace, and to refine and absorb the essence and blood in her body when she is double cultivating. However, although Ma Ling'er is imprisoned at this moment, she has the protection of the dragon, even if the dragon is sealed and falls into a deep sleep, it is not easy to defeat. What's more, he is in this Nine Heavens Demon Palace at this moment, a slightly bigger move will alarm the old thing, if he finds this treasure, he will definitely take it away, and then he will really want to cry without tears.

Therefore, the magic sky is a little difficult, and there is a feeling that the dog bites the hedgehog and has nowhere to put his mouth. There was no choice but to incarnate into this thunder space and persuade Ma Ling'er. "Beauty, why don't you obey me? You and I share the power of the essence and blood equally, and from now on we will never die and never die, how happy is it to live in the world?" However, Ma Ling'er still ignored it, and the whole person closed her eyes tightly, immersed in the immersion of the power of thunder.

The fiery red clothes have been eroded by this thunder, and the grace is faintly visible, and it is even more confusing, but this kind of stunning color is untouchable in front of him, so he has to start to bewitch with rhetoric. Although this Heavenly Demon is the best at demagogic people's hearts, Ma Ling'er's Dao heart has long been spotless, and no matter how clever he is, it is difficult to shake his mind.

However, at this time, Mokong's face suddenly changed, and he disappeared into this thunder space in an instant, Ma Ling'er slowly opened her eyes, Gan Ping, my little husband, where are you?

At this moment, Gan Ping was carried by someone, as if throwing garbage, and threw it into the car pulled by the monster, looking at the group of people in tattered clothes and yellow muscles in front of him with strange faces. Gan Ping was already convinced that this was no longer the Tianfu Continent, although these people in tattered clothes in front of him who were obviously lower in status were not much different from his own appearance, but the language Gan Ping spoke was unheard of.

The two strange-looking people outside said a lot of things when they found Gan Ping's forehead, although they didn't understand their words, but it didn't prevent Gan Ping from understanding the meaning of their words. Cultivation has reached this level, and the grasp of divine thoughts and minds has reached the point of subtlety, although the words are not understood, but the fluctuations of the divine soul between the words are the same. The great demons who invaded the Demon Realm, although they couldn't speak to the monks of the Tianfu Continent, were still able to talk freely, and it was precisely because they used their divine thoughts to send messages.

This kind of means can only be displayed by those who have cultivated to the highest level, and such words, using divine thoughts to communicate with them in people's minds, can only be perceived by those masters, but these lowly cultivators in front of them can't tell whether it is the words or the vibration of divine thoughts. Although he could understand the words of these people, the expression on Gan Ping's face was unusually strange. Yourself, is garbage?