Welcome back to Sect Leader Zhang!"

Jukui Mountain, the north slope, the leader of the Red and Black God Sect and the Black Sect disappeared for forty-five years, and he reappeared, he was still so burly, so magnificent, wearing a gold and black robe and sitting in the main hall.

The people kneeling under him are all disciples of the Black Sect, they have been hiding in the world for forty-five years, and if the sect leader does not appear, they will not show their true bodies.

"Black Sect King, 'Knocking Mountain Tiger' Lin Baikui, meet the sect leader!" It seems to be Lin Chongyang, the leader of the Northern Green Forest Alliance.

"Black Sect King, 'Mountain Carving' Yan Beiming, meet the sect leader!"

"The protector of the Black Sect, the 'Commanding Arhat' Lu Dengtian, visit the sect leader. "North Green Forest Zhang Pan.

"Black Sect Protector, 'Black Bat' Yu Crocodile, meet the sect leader. "Hu Youer.

"Black Sect Deacon, 'Flying Cloud Leopard' Kuailong, meet the sect leader. "Yipintang Zhang Yunlong.

"The black deacon, 'Money Leopard' Huang Ying, visit the sect leader. "Zhang County ordered the family to watch the well, Huang Yingjun.

"All the juniors and disciples are exempt. Zhang Zhikui's robe sleeves flicked: "Now, the Red and Black God Sect is in danger, and it is incumbent on us to go to the battlefield!"

"It is incumbent, incumbent, incumbent!" the crowd shouted.

"Die generously, at all costs!" Sect Leader Zhang flew away and roared, "Let's go!"

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"I think there's something wrong with Senior Brother Zhang. ”

Red Sect Leader Hong Mingshan watched a puff of black smoke fly towards Jiuquan, and his brows furrowed suddenly.

"What's wrong?" asked the Red Sect King "Fire Lion" in confusion.

The other Dharma King, Xiao Han, was expressionless, ignored it, and just looked at the black qi.

Hong Mingshan shook his head and said, "There is a ghost!"

"How did Senior Brother see it?" Chen Sinxiang, who disappeared and appeared at the same time as Zhang Zhikui, suddenly smiled coldly. His hand has turned into a steel knife.

"Bang!" A hand grabbed Chen Chengxiang's neck from behind, and Xiao Leng said coldly: "I'm not dead yet, who can you fool?"

"Xiao Han, how do you see that,...... Isn't it, isn't it ......?"

"You know too much!"

With a click, Chen Sinxiang's neck was choked off, and Chen Sinxiang, who had a nine-layer breath, couldn't bear Xiao Han's two fingers.

Hong Mingshan shook his head regretfully: "Do you have to do this? There is no room for maneuver?"

Xiao Han raised his head, his face that had not changed for seventy years was still as handsome as a teenager, his face had remained expressionless for seventy years, and his cold tone had not changed for seventy years: "Everything started because of me, they are my demons, how can their tricks fool me, there is no help, no one is saved." ”

Hong Mingshan smiled bitterly, and then waved his hand to the Red Sect disciples behind him and said, "Pu Yunsheng, gather all the Red Sect disciples and set off." ”

"Yes!"

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Gangfeng Daoist led a group of young talents from the nine major factions, slowly and leisurely walked back, the old Taoist seemed to be pinching something, God and Shinto, along the way, to tell everyone stories.

Not to mention, although this old guy is not very serious, but he knows a lot of stories, Tang Xiaopi even wants to record it, bind it into a book, and then print it out, earn some incense money, and give it to the unlucky ghost of Qilian Mountain God, the poor bastard, the old poor worm who has no one to worship but whose strength is not weaker than that of Wuyue Zhengshen.

This may be the only lovely place for the incense boy, the tyrannical little thing, cursing the Qilian Mountain God in front of outsiders all day long, but after she came out, she collected incense everywhere, and Youlan had already seen that the things she collected were all prepared for the Qilian Mountain God.

A stream of heat broke into the girl's heart.

Filial piety takes the lead, and although the little guy is not fuel-efficient, he is a good lamp.

"Are you curious, why did Xiao Wujian suddenly turn his eyes back and assassinate the ghost Wan Nu Feng Qiao Xi and his wife?" asked the Gangfeng Daoist mysteriously.

"Yes, why, why did you say it well at the beginning, but how did you turn your face when you said it?"

"Hmph," Gang Fengdao snorted heavily and said, "If you want to hear the story, bring the money!"

"Hey, you cunning old Taoist, you know that you don't have a good heart, you like to talk about it or not!"

Seeing Youlan's resolute attitude, Lao Dao's heart was empty, and he snorted: "This... I don't want much, three or five copper plates, too. ”

"You love money so much, what's the use of three or five copper plates?" You Lan said with a bitter face.

The old man frowned and said, "Buy cabbage, don't I eat when I am poor?"

"You really don't have any money?" Youlan put his hand in his pocket and looked at the old Taoist with a sneering look.

The old man said pitifully: "What do you think? If the poor Dao is rich, he still needs to be angry with you?"

The little rich woman Youlan took out a piece of silver lump from her pocket, about one dollar and three cents, which was equivalent to 130 copper plates, and she smiled: "This money can be listened to for three days, all the way to Jiuquan, and you are not allowed to sell Guanzi again." ”

"Hey, hey. Lao Dao accepted the money and said happily: "When I get to Jiuquan, I won't need these things anymore." You give me more, I don't want it yet. ”

"Where are you going?"

"I want to go back to heaven...... Oh no, I'm going back to Kongtong Mountain. ”

The old Taoist priest was satisfied, so he said slowly: "Actually, Xiao Wujian was really willing to surrender back then, and I also know Xiao Wujian himself, he is a reckless person, although he can't talk about benevolence and morality, but he is a bright and upright person.

Otherwise, why could he become the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance?

Could it be that it is just relying on the combat power of the Red and Black God Cult?

Of course not, you know, when it comes to combat power, the most □ is still the Wudang faction. Plough Wantang Old Immortal Venerable, step into the ranks of righteous gods, sit in Wudang, who dares to provoke?"

"I said Gangfeng Daoist, as an old immortal of the Kongtong faction, why do you always speak with dirty words? Don't you feel cold?" Zhao Gaozheng said disdainfully.

"Han □, you know a □□!" Lao Dao scolded angrily: "Beep with me again, go back and let the master teach you a lesson!"

This old way is like an old cannon barrel, whoever provokes him, he must scold back, with this temper, how did he live so old?

It is said that the old guy is more than 170 years old this year, and he was born during the Yuan Dynasty.

It's really amazing.

Those so-called "maintenance scriptures" were completely overthrown on him.

Lao Dao cursed Zhao Gaozheng and waited for a disciple, and scolded for a long time before returning to the topic, pointing at Yue Caiyun and Yue Caiyun and saying lightly: "At that time, your Huashan Sect did not belong to the Nine Great Sects, and the Red and Black God Sect was the leader of the Nine Great Sects.

Just when Xiao Wujian was about to accept the disciples of the Ghost Sect, a young man walked out, that person was amazing, and as soon as he made a move, he held Xiao Wujian down.

The dignified martial arts alliance leader has no power to fight back. ”

"Oh, it's amazing, it's terrifying, it's amazing!" You Lan exclaimed, "Who is that person, why haven't you heard Master Hong and the elders of the Emei faction mention it?"

"They know a □, do they have my Gangfeng Dao people who are handsome?"