In the restaurant, there was a sudden silence.

Everyone's eyes looked at the group of people who walked in from outside the door.

The first person, looking like a young man, with a cold expression, between his eyebrows, with a haughty color, his aura is quite strong, he has been at the peak of the six heavens, almost has the signs of giving birth to yang in yin and entering the yang god.

And behind him, there are also young people, and their cultivation has reached the supreme human realm, but they are slightly lower than the young people who opened their mouths.

"Su Ting, the true monarch of the Netherworld, betrayed the heavenly court and colluded with the devil, which is a great crime. ”

The young man's eyes were cold, he looked at the storyteller in light green clothes, and said in a cold voice: "What is your intention in advocating the sin immortal here?"

The storyteller patted the hem of his shirt lightly, and was about to speak.

However, at this moment, a young Taoist priest stood up.

"Brother Dao, even if it is a guilty immortal, it is also a great power to achieve the realm of true immortals, and you and I can talk about it at will, disdainful and disrespectful. ”

Yu An's face was slightly gloomy, and his eyes were quite unkind.

Although he had a very complicated view of that ancestor.

But after all, it is his own ancestor, and the disciples of Yuanfeng Mountain have always respected their teachers.

And all along, he has always respected his mentor Su Xinfeng.

And Shizun also has great respect for Shizu, even after many things, it is still the same.

Now that he heard someone mention Shizu like this, he couldn't help but stand up.

"How?"

The young man looked over and said, "Who are you?

Yu An's eyes were cold, and he said: "No matter who the poor Dao is, but you are just a Yin God, insulting the true immortal, aren't you afraid of the destruction of the sect?"

He feels that his temperament is quite gentle, and the so-called gentleman does not use his hands.

If the situation in front of him is that Master Su Xinfeng is here, with his previous words, the young man in front of him has already died.

The young man put his hands behind his back and said: "He has hidden his head and tail for decades, and he has not dared to show up in the Three Realms and Six Realms, he is a true immortal, but he is worse than a rat crossing the street, he doesn't even dare to show his face, and he dares to kill people?"

——

The young storyteller in light blue clothes sat on a chair, rubbing his chin, slightly teasing.

This young Taoist priest was dressed like a disciple of Yuanfeng Mountain.

Watch the age and be a disciple of the new generation of beginners.

"The cultivation of the Sixth Heaven is not bad. ”

"At a young age, he is close to the realm of the Yang God, even if it is an immortal sect like Yuanfeng Mountain, he can be regarded as an outstanding disciple. ”

"Now the junior disciples of Yuanfeng Mountain, I am afraid that they may not have any respect for the Supreme Elder who betrayed the Heavenly Court. ”

"Look at the posture of this little Taoist, probably the disciple of Su Xinfeng's little Taoist?"

"It's funny. ”

The storyteller raised a cup of tea, took a sip, and looked at the situation in front of him.

——

"You, a Taoist priest, how can you maintain this sin immortal like this?"

The young man said in a cold voice, "Could it be that you have something to do with him? He has been missing for many years, so did he still take in a disciple?"

Yu An's face changed slightly, and he was about to speak.

However, when he saw this young man, he stretched out his hand and shouted, "Take him down and send him to the gate of the righteous path to find out the truth and truth." ”

When Yu An heard this, he didn't say anything more, and pulled out the magic sword.

The sword light shone brightly, and the cold light flickered.

Even if the other party was at the peak of the Sixth Heaven and had the assistance of several Venerable Masters to form a large array, he still did not have the slightest fear.

The disciples who were born in Yuanfeng Mountain are naturally extraordinary, and what they have learned and known are all the top immortal methods.

In the human world, facing ordinary sects or scattered monks, they are often in the same realm, enough to crush each other.

Even that master ancestor once shook the great true person of the eightfold heaven with the cultivation of the sixfold heaven, and even killed the great true person of the eightfold heaven.

Even though he is not as good as his ancestor, he is also the most outstanding one among the disciples of Yuan Fengshan's generation.

Even in the face of the Yang God real person, he may not be afraid of the other party.

——

The storyteller drank the tea and was slightly satisfied.

"Su Xinfeng, a little Taoist, it's still okay to teach his disciples. ”

"However, this magic sword has found a different way, with the meaning of the Heavenly Thunder Sword Finger, and the taste of the Star Sword Sword, as well as the signs of the White Tiger Rank Sword Technique. ”

"This little Taoist priest has probably practiced the White Tiger Rank Sword Technique, and has been affected a little, but the main cultivation should be the sword intent of the Heavenly Thunder Sword Finger, which has been integrated into the magic sword. ”

"It's not too far from the realm of the Yang God. ”

——

On the island.

When the two sides clash with each other.

The restaurant trembled.

The owner of this restaurant is naturally not an ordinary person.

"If you want to do it, go outside the island. ”

I only heard an old man say in a loud voice: "On the island, whoever dares to move the law easily will be severely punished!"

With this voice, a very powerful aura covered it.

This is a real person of the Yang God.

The true god of the sun who guards this island.

——

The murderous chill in the restaurant suddenly converged.

Yu An put his sword into the sheath.

The young man also sneered: "You're lucky, but when you leave the island, be careful." ”

After finishing speaking, he saw this young man, stretched out his hand to the young man who was telling the story, and said: "A cultivator who has not even condensed the Yin God, if you don't want to die unexpectedly, don't talk nonsense about that sin immortal, let alone brag about that sin immortal, otherwise you will die without a place to be buried." ”

The storyteller spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders.

The young man snorted coldly, led several fellow disciples, and walked away.

Yu An looked at the wine and food on the table and sat down again, but his mood was quite unhappy.

The joy of coming to the East China Sea has also disappeared at this time.

"This fellow Daoist. ”

At this moment, I saw the storyteller come over, sit opposite, and said with a smile: "Thank you for your help." ”

Yu An glanced up at him, and saw that this storyteller was only a young man, handsome, with clean eyes, a smile, and quite kind, but his cultivation seemed to be a little lower, and his breath was only in the second heaven, and he didn't even condense the meaning of the law.

"You're welcome. ”

Yu An said: "I just saw that he was too disrespectful, not to help you." ”

The storyteller smiled and said: "Although I think that Netherworld True Monarch is the most contemporary, handsome, talented, and invincible figure in the world, in the eyes of ordinary people, he is just a sin immortal, betraying the heavenly court and colluding with the devil. ”

After a pause, the young man picked up his chopsticks, took a piece of meat, and said leisurely: "Although many cultivators, because of his true immortal respect, dare not talk about it, but they may not be respectful, how can you hear that this person is disrespectful, and there will be such a big reaction?"

Yu An didn't speak.

The young man smiled: "Are you a junior of his disciples?"

Yu An frowned, quite displeased, but did not answer, as if acquiescing.

The young man's face stiffened, and he scolded in his heart: "Does this little rabbit cub recognize it, what are you frowning...... I want to refute this appearance, but I acquiesce in it, and I look very uncomfortable, why does it look like it is unspeakable? Could it be that I am the disciple and grandson of Lao Tzu, so wronged? Turn around and hang up and beat!"