The voice was sharp and harsh, and a group of figures divided into two groups and flew over quickly.

I saw people coming, about 20 people, from the Great Chu Immortal Dynasty, and it is also the two top sects that Wang Ruoli is familiar with, the Sansheng Temple and the Faliang Temple.

The Sansheng Guan on the left, the person is an old Taoist with a light beard, he is the elder brother of the Sansheng Guan Lord, and he has the cultivation strength of the peak of the god refining level, and behind him are his two junior disciples, Rongsheng Daoist and Reincarnation Daoist, as for the Sanshengguan disciples in the back, the cultivation is mostly at the psychic level, and there are even several outer disciples of Danyuan Sanhua mixed in.

On the right, the Faliang Temple, led by the person Wang Ruoli had seen, it was the two Zen masters of Kongshan and Kongming who led the team to the Lingquan baptism in the Xiaoyao Mountain Range, when they were injured by the ichthyosaurus couple of the Ichthyosaurus Gang on the river and fell into the spring pool, Wang Ruoli thought that they had died, but he didn't expect to have the opportunity to see him again in Yunmengze.

It was the Immortal Daoist who opened his mouth to drink the order just now, I saw him flying to the grassland, and seeing that Wang Ruoli and the others had no reaction to his words, he couldn't help but be a little angry, and said again: "A few of you, don't hurry up and put down the dishes and chopsticks, my father has already said, this pot of fairy soup, my father wants it." ”

"My sister said that when you eat meat and drink soup, you have to use dishes and chopsticks, and if you use your hands directly, you are not a good child who pays attention to hygiene. Silkworm Bao looked innocent, with a pair of big eyes, and his face was full of puzzlement, "Also, the baby likes to eat meat, this pot of snake broth, the baby doesn't give it to you." ”

"What's yours and mine, I don't know how to lift!" The immortal Taoist blew his beard and glared dissatisfied, "It is your honor that my father can take a fancy to this pot of immortal soup, and you dare to chirp here, endlessly." ”

"You old man, you look so ugly, you still want to eat meat?" Silkworm Bao was not very happy when he heard this, he protected the snake soup with both hands, and said angrily, "The baby won't give you a drop of snake soup!"

"Bastard, dare to insult my father, I don't know whether I live or die. The immortal Taoist was contradicted by the silkworm treasure's words, and he was dissatisfied, thinking that he was respected wherever he went on weekdays, and he had been despised and insulted, "If it weren't for your young age, this father would definitely tie you up and torture you for seven hundred and forty-nine days." ”

"Amitabha, who has heard of immortal Taoism, has a fiery temperament, and when I saw it today, it really deserved its name. The empty Zen master on the right said coldly, "Everyone is new to the city, why bother to be angry with a little girl, and humiliate your own identity." ”

"The dog takes the mouse. The Immortal Daoist sneered, "Empty silence, aren't you also here for this pot of immortal soup, pretending to be a big-tailed wolf." ”

"Although Lao Wei and the others also want to get the fairy soup, they will not bully some young people and intimidate a little girl like you, which really makes people laugh off their big teeth. The Zen Master of Emptiness did not move and chuckled.

"The fox with its tail exposed, what is the difference between morning and evening?" the immortal Taoist was not ashamed, and said coldly, "It's a pity, today's immortal soup, my three-life concept is going to be determined." ”

"Good is good, and those who see it have a share. The Kongming Zen Master next to him stood up, "I'm afraid that the Three Lives Concept doesn't have this blessing." ”

"Really?" the immortal Daoist's breath was flamboyant, and his sword trembled slightly, "It seems that Faliang Temple is iron-hearted and wants to divide it."

It's a piece of the pie. ”

"My Dharma Liang Temple does have this qualification. Zen Master Kongming was upright, and the corners of his mouth sneered.

"I'm not ashamed, I want to see if you have the ability. "The Immortal Daoist did not back down.

"It's not a big deal, it's just enough. "The spirit of the Zen master of Kongming is open, and he is not afraid, and a group of monks from the Dharma Temple behind him have come forward.

“......”

Wang Ruoli looked at the two groups of "robbers" in front of him, and couldn't help but be a little speechless, the treasure has obviously not yet been won, and he has already begun to fight for the spoils, should he be so rampant? The strength of one's own side is not seen by the people of the two factions on the other side at all, and for this pot of snake broth, it is naturally an attitude of being in the bag.

Wang Ruo sighed for a while, the two top sects of the Great Chu Immortal Dynasty, the Three Lives Concept and the Faliang Temple, the elders and disciples who came out of the sect, actually had such a look, which couldn't help but make people a little disappointed. What's more, now that Dengxiantai is about to come out, Yunmengze is changing, the heroes are gathered, and the people of the two factions are in Yunmengze, and they dare to be so domineering and rude, is it really not possible to be in their own sect at this time?

......When the two sides were arguing, the silkworm treasure at the table sighed with relish, and drank a bowl of snake soup to the fullest, and the corner of his eyes glanced at the emptiness and emptiness, and couldn't help but say, "You two big bald heads, you look even uglier, the baby looks at it, and he feels so uncomfortable in his eyes." ”

Although the sound of silkworm treasure drinking soup was not loud, it attracted the attention of the two factions who were arguing, and they couldn't help but stop arguing and look over, especially the ugly comment behind silkworm treasure, which suddenly made the atmosphere on the field explode.

Silkworm Bao was suddenly stared at by so many people, and seemed to shrink his head with some embarrassment, looking around innocently.

"You little rabbit cub!" Not only the immortal Daoist, but also the empty silence, Kong Ming and others all had cold faces, seeing that between a few people talking, they were drunk a bowl of fairy soup by the little girl, and they were distressed and angry, where did they care how the two families divided the spoils, they swept down one after another, and their spiritual power burst out, and they covered Wang Ruoli and several people who were drinking soup around the table.

Seeing that the other party snatched it, Wang Ruoli would be polite, and immediately took out of the sheath, swept with a sword, and the "Feng Chang" was sacrificed, and he was good at the wind, so he stopped the immortal Taoist.

Zhang Shicao on the other side saw Wang Ruoli making a move, and he was also not to be outdone, and the long sword shot, the black qi rolled, and he swiped upward, intercepting the empty silence and empty light, as for Hu Jin and the others, they jumped around and killed into the ranks of the two factions in the rear.

The Immortal Daoist was a little dumbfounded, although the young man who intercepted him was young, but he had cultivated profoundly, and after a few moves, he didn't even take advantage of it, especially when he united the two junior disciples, he still couldn't take down the other party, and he faintly felt that the other party seemed to have reservations.

On the side of Faliang Temple, he was also frustrated, the cold young man and his two entourages actually blocked everyone in Faliang Temple, and the two of them were empty and empty, and they were cold

Under the black sword aura of the young man, he fell into a serious disadvantage, and the situation was worrying.

With the action of Wang Ruoli and Zhang Shicao, the few traces of madness that had just risen from the people of the two factions were immediately extinguished.

Wang Ruoli in the field had a flat face, raised his hand and played a style of "Immortal Falling Red", I don't know if the name of the move happened to clash with the name of the Immortal Daoist, the Immortal Daoist was hit upside down and flew out, fell into the air, and a line of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. The disciples behind him panicked and caught the fallen Immortal Daoist, all of them with frightened faces, the Immortal Daoist is the existence of the Immortal Immortal Sect in the Three-Life Concept, and the existence of the Cultivation Lord, who is second only to the Three-Life Concept, will be defeated by a young man, is it too shocking?

Almost at the same time, Zhang Shicao's black magic sword qi swept and fell, causing the empty silence and empty light to retreat again and again.

The scene became a little weirdly quiet, the people of the two factions were greatly embarrassed, the two young people on the other side cultivated so strongly, they were undoubtedly the top geniuses who were hard to find in the ancient times, I really didn't expect that soon after the two factions entered Yunmengze, they met two at once, I don't know whether to say lucky or unlucky.

"Please forgive this father-in-law, I don't know who Your Excellency is?" The Immortal Daoist coughed up a mouthful of blood, was supported by several disciples, looked at Wang Ruoli calmly, and asked in a deep voice.

"It doesn't matter who you are. Wang Ruoli spoke coldly, and did not pay attention to the immortal Taoist, but looked at the silkworm treasure, the two looked at each other, and smiled slightly, "The important thing is that this pot of snake soup does not have your share." ”

"You ......" Immortal Dao is anxious, but it is not easy to do.

The two people who were defeated on the side of Faliang Temple, Kong Liang and Kong Ming, their original soaring arrogance, had already been thrown out of the clouds.

"The two of them are Wang Ruoli, who is from the Great Song Dynasty, and Zhang Shicao, the son of King Linzhang, who is known as the first young genius of the Song Dynasty?"

"Haha, you bald head, although you don't have a head, but your knowledge is not short. Zhang Shicao put away his sword and looked at the other side, smiling rather than smiling.

"I am reckless in Faliang Temple, and I hope to forgive me. Zen Master Kongming narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Zhang Shicao cautiously, and said in a solemn voice.

"It turned out to be the ...... of the Immortal Dao" on the side of the Immortal Daoist, listening to the acquiescence in Zhang Shicao's words, looking at Wang Ruoli thoughtfully, as if he had thought of something, and the corners of his mouth revealed a bit of mystery.

The leaders of the two factions lost their sharpness and arrogance just now, which made the scene fall into a dead silence, leaving only the sound of silkworm treasure making soup. But seeing that the silkworm treasure looked happy, as if everything had nothing to do with him, he was still happily eating his own snake soup.

Seeing the silkworm treasure lifting the pot, he poured all the snake meat and snake soup in the pot into the bowl, took the chopsticks and spoon, and was about to start destroying the last bowl of snake soup.

The immortal Taoist on the opposite side saw the movement of the silkworm treasure, his eyes were wide open, and his expression was hideous, as if his beloved thing had been taken away by life.

Suddenly, a burst of dazzling golden light appeared around the body of the Immortal Daoist, the breath was cold, and it seemed that at this moment, it became violent and restless, accompanied by bursts of low cicada chirps, which made people listen to it in their ears and feel very noisy.