The demon god flying sickle came to the father and son to look at Chen Le, and disappeared in front of him, stunned!

With one hand, Chen Le directly took out a door, and then pasted it on the square door, making them almost laugh!

It's a square door, if you put a door on it, will you be able to open it!?

And then.

They couldn't laugh, and before they could react, Chen Le opened the hideous and ugly little door, went in directly, and then took the door away.

After that, their father and son stared at each other.

Chen Le was gone.

The old demon god Feiyao swallowed with difficulty and said, "Son, do you see what happened clearly?"

The evil urn said angrily: "Father, that kid has gone away under our noses!"

Feiyao gave him a slap on the back of the head and said, "Lao Tzu naturally knows that he fled under Lao Tzu's nose, and I want to ask you, have you seen how he left clearly?"

Evil Lai frowned, scratched his head, and said, "Father, why are you kissing me? It's disgusting!"

Scythe: "???"

"Rebel, Lao Tzu is asking you, the question is not to kiss you, do you understand? Can you clean the earwax and then come out to do things!?"

He roared angrily, so angry that he slapped his son again.

Evil came and muttered: "You said that if he leaves, he will eat the Sifang Gate!"

The old demon god flying sickle almost died of anger, what the hell didn't you hear clearly, did you hear this sentence clearly!?

But.

He could only pretend not to hear, snorted and chirped at the square door, and said, "Cast a spell for my father, you push the square door open!"

Fahai was on the other side of the weak water river, and sneered: "Laughing to death, the square gate is immeasurable, you can push it open, and the poor monk will drink the weak water river dry!"

The flying sickle glanced back at Fahai, full of disdain.

"Where did the dead bald head come from, if you want to cheat and eat and drink, get out of the way, don't get in the way!"

Fahai relied on the fact that the two of them couldn't cross the Bridge of No Regrets and the Weak Water River, and he was not afraid of them, and sneered: "You two fools, when you go in, the people from Kunlun Mountain are here!"

"You think we can't take you?"

Fahai clasped his hands together and sneered: "Bold, poor monk Fahai, you have long seen that you are not human, and you still want to get an axe in front of this seat?"

The father and son glanced at each other.

Forthwith.

Fahai saw that Feiyao took out an iron rod from his arms, and directly became, and the horizontal stalks were on both sides of the weak water river, and then the two fathers and sons swaggered in front of Fahai!

Both of them are two heads taller than Fahai, one foot tall, looking down at Fahai, smiling hideously!

Evil came and plucked out his ears, and said angrily: "Great monk, what did you just say!?"

Fahai clasped his hands together and said with a slight smile: "Amitabha, the little monk is saying that the two great gods have good skills, and the little monk admires them very much." ”

Evil smiled evilly, grabbed Fahai's robe, lifted him up, and was about to throw him into the river of weak water!

He shouted, "You lied, you said you were going to drink the weak river dry!"

Fahai was shocked and hurriedly shouted: "Master Chen, save me!"

The two of them smiled fiercely, and then saw a hideous small door appear again at the square gate on the other side of the river, and the door was open, and Chen Le was standing at the door!

Chen Le said helplessly: "Two seniors, let go of Fahai, he is my friend!"

Fei Scythe smiled fiercely and said, "If you let me let it go, the old man will let it go?" You give us the door of space, and we will release him!"

Chen Le said: "Then you kill him and sacrifice to the sky, I will go and call the Queen Mother of the West!"

As he spoke, he was about to close the door and leave.

Fahai was about to cry, "Master Chen, save me!"

The evil was about to throw people away, but the flying sickle stopped him, and looked at Chen Le with some hesitation!

He sneered: "Boy, you are quite a threat, report your name." ”

Chen Le said: "The West Heavenly Buddha is sad about Chen Le!"

He thought that since he was famous in the world, he might be able to make the two demon gods give face.

Fei Sickle said: "The Buddha is sad and sorrowful, I have never heard of it, what a humble name!"

Chen Le: "......"

Fei Sickle said again: "But it doesn't matter, even if the old man cooperates with an unknown person like you, what does it do?"

Chen Le said: "Let people go, I can help you enter the Kunlun Mountain Treasure House." ”

Feiyao sneered: "Boy, don't think about deceiving the old man, that space gate is in your hands, if you put us in the treasure house and then take it away, won't you trap us in the treasure house?"

Chen Le said secretly, this old thing is still quite witty!

But he heard Fei Sickle smile fiercely: "So, the old man has decided, you give us the door of space, and then you let the wind here, and we will release this monk!"

Chen Le said: "I refuse!"

Flying Scythe's eyes suddenly flashed, "It's not your turn to refuse!"

As he spoke, his body flickered, leaving a phantom, and he had already crossed the weak water river and came to Chen Le!

With one palm, he will shoot out, kill Chen Le, and seize his Rashomon!

However.

Nine divine lights suddenly appeared behind Chen Le, all of which hit Feiyao's body.

Whew!!

The flying sickle was immediately repulsed, and the whole person flew out upside down, and then when he passed over the weak water river, he was directly suppressed by the trapping array and fell into the weak water river!

He suddenly screamed, "Five-colored divine light? no, no, no, it's not five-colored, it's nine-colored divine light, Chen Le, Chen Le, who are you, who are you, who can actually know the nine-colored divine light of the Peacock Ancestor God!?"

Chen Le sneered and said indifferently: "You don't deserve to know, just die in the weak water river!"

The flying sickle struggles in the weak water river, and his son is so frightened that he wants to throw Fahai down and save people!

Chen Le's eyes lit up, ready to save people at any time!

But.

But the flying sickle shouted, "Son, don't rush to save me, you can't get down." It's better to kill that monk first, and then jump down from the eastern part of Kunlun Mountain, leave here, and from now on, issue a demon god order, and the Three Realms will hunt down and kill this person named Chen Le!"

Chen Le was speechless for a while, he didn't expect Feiyao to be so calm-headed at such a time and make the most beneficial decision for them!

Kill Fahai, save yourself, and take revenge another day.

The scheming is deep, and the water does not leak!

Admire, admire!

Seeing that the evil came to obey Feiyao's words, and was about to tear Fahai into two paragraphs, Chen Le hurriedly said: "Wait, I can save you, don't kill Fahai!"

That's when the evil came to stop and said, "Really?"

Scythe shouted, "Son, don't believe him. ”

"This is a weak water river, the mud cow enters the heavenly river, and the goose feathers sink into the weak water. This weak river is the strangest river in the world, no one can get out after falling into the river, he can't save me, son, don't believe him!"

Chen Le's face turned green, and he jumped directly into the weak water river, then cast his glazed golden body, grabbed the flying sickle in his hand, and said indifferently: "Now believe it!?"