"What did you say!"

Xuan Qingzi's face was gloomy and scary, and at this time he also knew what his problem was.

With his own cultivation and realm, he already disdains to kill the demon is transmission, because the demons who heard him speak in the past have all died under his hands, and for a long time, this has also formed a habit.

But he didn't expect that this habit would make him forget that Qiu Liluo was a big demon who was not weaker than him, which completely frustrated his plan.

Taishou's face was even more ugly, but he couldn't say some of the words in his mouth, because at that time, he himself believed too much in Xuan Qingzi, an old friend, and he didn't think that the conversation would be listened to.

Qiu Liluo leaned lazily on the chair, looked at Xuan Qingzi, whose face was constantly changing, and said, "Since your little conspiracy has been exposed by me, what are you going to do next?

"Humph!"

Xuan Qingzi coldly shook his sleeve robe and said: "Since they are all placed on the bright side, then the poor road is no longer hidden, as long as you hand over Rui'er, the poor road can leave you a whole corpse, if you continue to be obsessed, then don't blame yourself for your ill-fated fate." ”

"Then you can try ......"

Qiu Liluo glanced at him disdainfully, flicked his fingers and said: "There is so much nonsense, in short, to tell you, it is very simple to want me to hand over people, just win the battle." ”

"Bastard!"

"Arrogance!"

Looking at the two of them who were angry, Qiu Liluo shook his head lightly and said lightly: "If you can let me get up from the chair, or destroy anything in the room, even if you win, how about it?"

After finishing speaking, under the gaze of the two of them, he slowly closed his eyes, as if he was starting to take a nap.

"Hmph, Poor Dao knows that you are very strong, but such arrogance will only be asking for hardship!" Xuan Qingzi snorted lightly, raised his hand and grabbed it, and a snow-white whisk appeared in his hand out of thin air.

The moment the dust appeared, the aura in the entire mansion became fluctuating, and there was even a faint feeling of surrender, as if he had met the king.

A faint halo emanated from the white beard, looking like a fairy light lingering, and even the Xuanqingzi who held it became divine and extraordinary under the reflection of this brilliance.

"Go!"

Xuan Qingzi waved the dust, and under the urging of mana, the falling white whiskers seemed to come to life at this moment.

Whew, smm, smm!!

At this moment, the white whiskers were like long snakes, instantly blocking the space around Qiu Li's body and winding around him.

At the same time, there are even more demon charms in the space, exuding a huge aura, constantly pressing, and the naked eye can see that the space is distorted.

However, in the face of such an offensive, Qiu Liluo didn't even open his eyes, just raised his hand and flicked his fingers.

Airplanes......

The golden light is dazzling and in full swing.

The brilliance that bloomed from his fingertips was like a blazing flame at this moment, enveloping Xuan Qingzi and the means he had unleashed.

The runes that suppressed the Quartet gradually became blurred in the golden light, as if the ice was slowly melting in the flames.

The entangled dust was also frozen in mid-air, and a little scorched black spot gradually appeared on it, gradually swallowing the white light on it, and the aura also dried up.

"You, you...... What have you done!!" Xuan Qingzi, who couldn't feel the aura, suddenly became flustered, and the anger on his face was also suppressed by horror.

If he just couldn't feel the aura of the outside world, he would still be able to accept it, but now even the mana in his body and the aura he absorbed were gone, as if he had never existed.

Qiu Liluo smiled lightly, bounced him to the ground with his fingers, and said, "Do you have the confidence to kill me now?"

Xuan Qingzi was silent and did not answer this sentence.

Even if he doesn't understand things, he has self-knowledge, although this is only after the failure......

It is not impossible to have spells that can instantly block aura in the world, but if you can even block the mana and aura in your body, it is not a spell that should exist in the mortal world.

Even if Qiu Li's implementation power is average, as long as he masters this spell, then he can be said to be invincible, as long as any monk hits, he will become a mortal in an instant, and he will be slaughtered by others.

Qiu Liluo saw that he didn't speak, and looked at the Taishou on the side, and said, "What about you, do you still want to continue?"

Taishou didn't speak, but his face was ugly tight.

"Well, I don't want to play this game any longer. Seeing this, Qiu Liluo got up and said with a smile: "Now I will tell you clearly, I will hand over the people, but not now, in short, you can rest assured, I will not do anything to them, because they are not worthy." ”

"Is there a time limit?" asked Taishou.

"The elders have been in a good mood for three years and five years, and the short ones are ten days and a half months, so I am in a good mood one day, and there is no problem with letting them go. Qiu Liluo said with a chuckle.

To be honest, Wang Rui and the Taoist priest, he is not in the mood at the moment, and he hopes that they will find fun for themselves, because after the agarwood fight Huashan, some thoughts have long disappeared.

After Taishou and Xuan Qingzi glanced at each other, after a short silence, they nodded and turned to leave the flower hall.

Although they were angry at the casualness of Qiu Liluo, they could only endure it, and they had no confidence to question it at all.

Who can guarantee that he will not suddenly anger him, and then he will also be planted in a lotus bush and eaten by others.

One is the elder of the sect, and the other is the powerful Taishou, if he is planted as a flower, the last trace of face will be lost.

Meanwhile......

Mount Emei, in front of the Shengfo Cave, the agarwood hand holds the Baolian lamp, standing there in the shape of a wooden stake, the surging mana fluctuates endlessly, and the eyes are staring at the closed door of the cave.

Since he came to Mount Emei, it has been one night, and he has been standing here like this.

The drizzle falling from the mountains, as it fell around him, was distorted by an invisible force, scattered in all directions, and gathered into columns of water on the ground, washing away the earth.

"Sun Wukong, since I came to apprentice and sincerely worshiped you three times, why didn't I show up to open the door?"

A sentence sounded, but there was still no response in the cave, and Agarwood no longer continued to speak, still standing there.

He had been saying this all night, not a word more, not a word less, and even the tone had not changed in the slightest.

"Hey, young man, what are you doing here?" said about an hour later, when Agarwood was about to speak again, when a woodcutter with an axe called out from afar.

"Apprentice!"

Agarwood looked back at him lightly, then turned back and continued to stare at the cave door, and said, "Sun Wukong, since I came to worship the teacher, I also sincerely worshiped you three times, why didn't I show up to open the door?"