Thanks: Smile Rulan and other book friends for their monthly ticket support! Thanks: Life-like gifts!

................................................

At noon on this day, the sun was blazing, and the mountains were shrouded in a layer of heat. And around Fulong Mountain, there are still hundreds of monks gathered. However, some people come to join in the fun, some covet treasures, and some come to find people.

On a peak two thousand miles away from Fulong Mountain, two figures stood silently. One of the old men, with a clear face and a long flowing beard, was restrained and thoughtful. The other is a man in a green robe, twenty or thirty years old, with a faint green hair, handsome and extraordinary.

The old man took two steps forward, stood near the cliff, and looked into the distance. The mountains were in full view, but there was no trace of the man. He groaned and said slowly: "Yu Feng, you can tell the teacher about the situation before and after......

This old and young person is none other than Yu Hengzi and Chun Yufeng of Hengtianmen. The latter saw that the master was still confused, so he had to bow down and say: "When the disciple set off to turn around, he met Lin Daoyou's master and apprentice and returned to Hengtian with a lot of twists and turns, and on the way, it happened that Cheng Yuanzi's predecessors were looking for provocation......"

The Tong brothers beat Cheng Yuanzi and the three of them together, and almost didn't tear down the island in the middle of the lake. Chun Yufeng didn't dare to stop him at all, and hurriedly went to find the master to come and relieve the siege. And as soon as he turned around, the beaters and the beaten disappeared. The Tong brothers had enough of the majesty and walked away, while Cheng Yuanzi and his disciples fled in panic with the help of the teleportation array.

At that time, facing the messy island in the middle of the lake, listening to the disciple's brief narrative, Yu Hengzi was stunned. And it took decades, and seeing that everything had an eyebrow, how could he give up halfway? He didn't think much about it, and hurriedly chased after him with his disciples......

“...... The disciple originally wanted to take Lin Daoyou to visit your old man, who wanted him...... I don't know where to go?" At the beginning of returning to the mountain gate, there were so many accidents, and Chun Yufeng had a lot to say before he had time to say in detail. Perhaps, some of them are difficult for him to explain......

Yu Hengzi's divine consciousness once again shrouded within 10,000 miles, and many hidden juniors appeared one by one. He was silent for a moment and said to himself, "Someone...... I have a grudge against the past, and I want to take the opportunity to stand up!" He pondered slightly, turned around and asked, "What kind of cultivation is that kid, how can he take three combined masters?"

Chun Yufeng didn't rush to answer, but stretched out a palm. Seeing that the master frowned, he smiled helplessly, and said truthfully: "In addition to the three brothers of the Tong family, there are also two wolf demons ......."

Yu Hengzi was still pulling his beard with his hands, and he was silent.

"Lin Daoyou's own cultivation is unpredictable, but he defeated the Tong family brothers in the middle of the merger and took them into slaves! The power of the supernatural power is beyond doubt......" Chun Yufeng paused, and continued with some concern: "And he returned this time with power, and he offended the Kangjin Immortal Domain again. I weigh the heavens and even the realm, there may be variables......"

Yu Hengzi glanced up and shook his head secretly. Under the scorching sun, it actually made people's hearts rise a little inexplicably. After a while, his face suddenly softened, he smiled with relief, and said with emotion: "The way of heaven has been deaf for a long time and there is no turnaround, only one variable is missing......

......

On another mountain peak, Yongyuan and Minghe gradually relaxed. Although the old man behaved strangely, he hid in the grass hut and only cared about sleeping. Two days have passed, and each other is fine.

"Yongyuan Daoyou, Guixian Gate is only a million miles away from Zhong Ri Peak where I am located, and the two families will have to move around more in the future......" Ming He glanced back, and the grass shed was the same as before. He turned to Yongyuan, who was three zhang away, and said like this.

Yongyuan nodded yes, full of smiles on his delicate skin and in the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. He raised his hand slightly and replied: "That's natural, you and I hit it off at first sight......!

Ming He humbly said: "Each other, each other! Look at the Kyushu Gate, it is because of the good relationship and the Hengtianmen as a backer that it has flourished in just a few decades......"

"Prosperous fart! Sooner or later, the door will be closed!"

Before Minghe finished speaking, he was ridiculed. He was slightly stunned and looked at Yongyuan. There was no snoring in the hut......

The old man woke up? Just then, another movement came. Minghe's heart jumped, and he hurriedly looked at Yongyuan. A melodious chirp came from the distant underground, and it resounded for thousands of miles in an instant. In an instant, a ray of golden light rushed straight into the sky. At the same time, hundreds of figures rushed out between the mountains in a radius of thousands of miles, and some people shouted ecstatically: "Immortal weapon ......"

Without warning, the immortal weapon came out like this? It's unbelievable! Suddenly, Minghe and Yongyuan were a little at a loss. The two of them wanted to step forward, but someone behind them suddenly scolded: "A group of dead things, dare to rob in front of Lao Tzu......"

Minghe and Yongyuan were both startled, and before they wanted to dodge, they were swept across by a fierce and domineering might. With a "bang", the two of them flew out like wind and leaves, and they couldn't stabilize their bodies until they were a hundred feet away. And the old man kicked over the people who stood in his way, and was striding in the air, rampant......

A ray of golden light came from three thousand miles away from the main peak of Fulong Mountain, and it escaped the great array of mountain closures, but it couldn't avoid the hundreds of monks who swarmed over. It shot out from the ground, and only then did it suddenly appear in the air, causing another round of exclamations. It turned out to be a small golden sword, shining brightly, competing with the sun!

The stars were like a day, and hundreds of monks rushed ten miles away from the golden sword. They were so close to each other that they were all there in an instant. Immortal weapons come out, and those who are destined to get them. Let's see how each one uses it......

Just as everyone was fighting bravely, a fat figure suddenly crossed the crowd, and he didn't forget to shout proudly: "Immortal weapons from the sky, Kyushu should be prosperous." With a sword in his hand, who dares to fight......" He was very flexible and vigorous, and in the blink of an eye, he had already grasped the golden sword in his hand, but he was surprised: "Huh, look familiar, ......" and his actions had already caused the anger of the public, and hundreds of magic weapons rushed in......

Seeing that the situation was not good, the man hurriedly shouted: "I am Izumoko, the great elder of the Kyushu Gate, you must not be rude......" At this time, who cares about you and what the great elder, just smashed the magic weapon like a storm. He didn't have time to ramble, so he turned around and fled. Before the body moved, there was suddenly a hovering dragon shadow up and down, which had already imprisoned it and could no longer move. At the same time, an old man came to him, stretched out his right hand to grab it, and swept it with his left fist.

"Boom-"

There was a thunderclap on a sunny day, and the sky and the earth suddenly soared. The old man's fist was just like a golden dragon dancing wildly, and he suddenly knocked out all the magic weapons that came to him. And he himself stood proudly in the air, unmoving, and the figure in his hand struggled in vain......

The light splashed, the mana backfired, and hundreds of monks turned back and fled in embarrassment. And one of them stepped back dozens of feet to stop the decline, and he was also full of consternation.

"Old thing, let go of my ......"

Izumoko was grabbed by the back of the neck by the old man's big iron hook-like hands, and although the dragon shadow above and below Zhou's body had disappeared, and his mana was imprisoned, he couldn't escape at all, but he still clutched the golden sword and didn't want to let go. He was horrified, and screamed unto be outdone: "The immortal weapon is the result of refining the immortal veins of Fulong Mountain...... It has exhausted eighty percent of the immortal power of my immortal vein, and no one can think about it...... Yes...... The old thing has mercy on ......"

The monks present were frightened by the sudden arrival of the old man, and they scattered far away and panicked. Most of the people who just made the attack were masters of refining the void! The combined strike of hundreds of people was beyond imagination. But the other party was shocked by a punch, and his iron arm swept in all directions. What kind of cultivation should that be, and how powerful should it be? Even the majestic Great Elder of the Kyushu Gate has now become a lamb to the slaughter......

In mid-air, the tall old man stared at a pair of ringed eyes, his expression was fierce but mighty. Although he is coarse and clothed, he can hardly hide the fierce and domineering spirit on his body. It grabbed Izumoko as if it were nothing, and looked around as if looking for something......

"Old thing, don't let go ......"

The old man paused for a moment in the distance, and suddenly let out a strange laugh. He suddenly raised the Izumo in his hand, looked at it with great interest, took a sip, and scolded: "Little fat man! If you dare to scream again, Lao Tzu will pinch you to death......"

A few feet away, Izumoko finally saw the old man's appearance clearly, and his heart jumped suddenly. He tried his best to hide the golden sword aside, a flattering smile appeared on his oily fat face, a sly look flashed in his eyes, and he said with a strong self-force: "Old thing, this is my brother Lin's golden sword, and let me go...... Oops...... Spare his life......" Before he finished speaking, his muscles and bones were in pain, and he suddenly howled like a pig.

"Haha......" the old man laughed, but he showed no mercy in his hands. Izumozi's cry penetrated through the sky, and tears flowed out of his eyes, and it was only at this time that he retracted his strength a little, and said disapprehrovingly: "Little fat man! If it weren't for Lin Xiaozi, Lao Tzu would have swallowed you alive." The taste of this fine skin and tender meat should not be bad......"

In a trance of tears, it was as if I saw someone drooling. Izumoko was so frightened that the seven souls were missing, but she suddenly sensed a turnaround. He didn't dare to get lucky, snorted twice, and hurriedly begged for mercy: "You are the ancestor of cannibalism, I'm afraid of you...... However, I have guarded the golden sword for Brother Lin for decades, how can I be treacherous and would rather die than give in...... Oops......" The other party suddenly opened his big mouth, and he was so shocked that his eyes closed and howled, but he looked back in surprise, and his face suddenly showed surprise. The golden sword suddenly took off his hand, and instantly turned into a line of golden light and went straight into the distance. Five people stepped into the air, one of them smiling......

Hundreds of monks watched the golden sword fly away, but no one dared to take it again. A ray of golden light went like a meteor, and it also brought a cheerful whistling sound, straight across the sky. The immortal weapon has a spirit, could it be that the destined one has arrived......