After speaking, the momentum of Xingtian's body retracted, and he said, "Lord Zhurong, please!"

Hearing this, the red boy hesitated for a moment, looked at the already scarred sect interception immortals around him, and then bowed and saluted: "Seniors, please tell my father not to come to me, and I will come back by myself when I am successful in my studies!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions, including the Holy Mother of Wudang and Sanxiao, were not very good-looking.

If nothing else, Red Boy's move was to protect them, after all, the strength that Xingtian had shown now was definitely beyond what they could resist.

It can be said that once the war really starts, they will definitely suffer heavy casualties, and the Wu clan's control of innate turbidity qi is a fatal wound for the monks.

It is precisely because of this that they did not refute when Red Boy spoke, if nothing else, they all knew that it was the best way now, after all, they had just finished the battle with the Western Sect, and they really did not have the ability to fight against the many great witches led by Xingtian.

Thinking of this, the Holy Mother of Wudang immediately nodded and said, "Okay, we promise you this matter!"

While speaking, the Holy Mother of Wudang seemed to think of something, and stretched out her hand to make a move A shiny innate spirit treasure appeared in her hand.

I saw that this innate spirit treasure was a bead, and there were strong fire attribute fluctuations surging on it, especially the surging luster, which was a high-grade innate spirit treasure.

Directly threw the bead to the red child, and the Holy Mother of Wudang said: "Red child, this is the innate fire spirit bead, you refine it into a natal spirit treasure, so that even the Wu clan cannot tamper with your memory, and you can also use it to protect yourself at critical moments." ”

The Innate Fire Spirit Bead was in his hand, and a trace of surprise rose in the red boy's eyes.

The innate spirit treasure is already very precious, and the Holy Mother of Wudang has now given him a high-grade innate spirit treasure, and it complements his physique, which is ......

Couldn't help but flash a trace of gratitude in the eyes of the red boy, put away the innate fire spirit bead, and bowed deeply to the Holy Mother of Wudang, "Thank you for the senior!"

After speaking, the red boy looked at the Bull Demon King who was still pranayama and healed, and then looked at the place that had been razed to the ground and accumulated thunder mountain, his eyes flashed with reluctance, but in the end he was resolutely replaced, and he floated in front of Xingtian and other great witches and said, "Let's go!"

Hearing this, Xing Tian and the others didn't dare to hesitate, and after nodding, they strode away with the red boy and left in the distance.

Until the team of the Wu clan left, in the middle of the air in the sect interception immortals, one after another voices resounded: "Wu clan, damn Wu clan, you wait for me, today's humiliation, he will repay it a hundred times more every day!"

"Bastards, a group of bastards who don't have a primordial god, they actually dare to rob me of the people who intercept the sect, a hundred years later, the sect will be re-established, and we will definitely find today's field!"

"Thinking that we are creatures that have existed since ancient times, and today we are actually protected by a mere junior, this is a shame, and it must be washed away with the blood of the Wu clan!"

“......”

Obviously, the scene of Red Boy taking the initiative to agree to leave with Xingtian and other witches has deeply pierced the nerves of these sect interception immortals, which is like returning to the era of the gods, even if they still have the strength to fight again, they have to watch the sadness and anger when many of their fellow brothers are taken captive.

At this moment, in the crowd of sectarian immortals, a man with a long sword and sword eyebrows slammed his fist, and then spoke: "Everyone, I will go back first, this retreat vows to break through the quasi-saint, and after a hundred years, I must save the red child!"

As soon as these words came out, they immediately caused many sectarian immortals to respond.

Almost instantly, these sect interception immortals just broke through the sky and left, and one by one they were ready to go back to retreat and penance, and he would repay today's humiliation every day.

However, in the blink of an eye, almost all the sectarian immortals in the field went to the empty building, and only Wudang was left, Sanxiao and Zhao Gongming.

Looking at the five figures of the person standing in front of him, Zhu Tiancang also came back to his senses, he really didn't expect the red boy to be so bold, and he stopped this battle before the outbreak of the war, which reduced the loss of the sect.

Of course, Zhu Tiancang didn't expect that the Holy Mother of Wudang would actually give the incomparably precious innate fire spirit beads to the red child, and at the same time, he was also moved by the righteousness and pride of the sect interception immortal.

Phew-

Phew-

The sound of breaking the air resounded, and when it came to Zhu Tiancang, Sanxiao and Zhao Gongming came to Zhu Tiancang's side.

Glancing at the Bull Demon King who was still healing, Wudang just turned his head to look at Zhu Tiancang and said, "Thank you Marshal Tianpeng for your help!"

Hearing this, Zhu Tiancang glanced at Wudang, and then hugged his fists and saluted: "No seniors are polite, this is what juniors should do." ”

Speaking of this, Zhu Tiancang thought of something at all, arched his hand and said: "By the way, since the matter here has been dealt with, then the juniors will leave first, after all, it has been delayed for so long, and the juniors and others should also set off!"

Indeed, this battle lasted for more than half a year, and Zhu Tiancang and the others had been delayed here for more than half a year.

Hearing this, Wudang also nodded, and said thoughtfully: "In this way, then don't delay Marshal Tianpeng, Marshal please!"

With a fist salute, Zhu Tiancang did not hesitate, and flew towards the area where Jin Chanzi and the others were in the clouds.

It wasn't until he completely left the field of vision of the five people that Zhu Tiancang breathed a sigh of relief and said secretly: "It's so dangerous, fortunately, this Zhao Gongming didn't see it!"

Although he did not seize Zhao Gongming's Dinghaizhu, but who can say this thing clearly, once Zhao Gongming feels the fluctuation of the Dinghaizhu aura on his body, I am afraid that the latter will choose to seize it without hesitation.

Compared to Zhu Tiancang, who was glad that he was not exposed, the eyes of the five people were focused on the Bull Demon King at the moment, watching the latter's continuous recovery, the five of them were frowning and didn't know how to tell the Bull Demon King about the red child.

For all this, Zhu Tiancang didn't know, driving the clouds, he soon came to a valley eight hundred miles away from Jilei Mountain.

With the arrival of Zhu Tiancang, a shout came out in the valley: "Second Senior Brother, you can be regarded as back, how is it, how is the battle situation in Jilei Mountain?

As far as the eye could see, at the entrance of the valley, the Tamarin King Yu hurriedly ran forward, staring at Zhu Tiancang with an expectant face, waiting for his answer.

In this regard, Zhu Tiancang did not hesitate, nodded and said, "Yes, it is indeed the Sect Interception Immortal who won!"

After speaking, Zhu Tiancang looked at the valley behind him that was shrouded in prohibition, and then asked, "Master, how are they?"

Hearing this, King Yu's face was first happy, as if he was happy for the victory of the sect, but then he sighed heavily, as if he was sad because of something, and he wanted to stop talking Zhu Tiancang's brows were furrowed, and he felt a trace of uneasiness in his heart.

(End of chapter)