Seventeen teenagers and three monks of Jiedan stepped onto the cloud bridge under the guidance of Dao Tong and crossed the path paved with five-colored jade, along the way with beautiful landscapes and all kinds of rare birds and beasts that were not afraid to look at them curiously.

In the middle of the floating island, there is a spring on a mountain cliff that gushes out of a silvery pool and falls, and the water pool that washes it up ripples. The scent of water vapor that penetrated the heart and lungs made the teenagers in this line couldn't help but take a deep breath.

The three monks bowed respectfully to the waterhole, and without saying anything else, they led the young men to follow the two Taoist children to the depths of the floating island.

It's just that at the moment when the seventeen teenagers saluted the waterhole and were about to turn around, the originally moving and affectionate pool of water was like a suddenly angry river tide rolling up the sky and falling around.

The power of the water element between heaven and earth was great, and before the surprised faces of the three Jiedan monks disappeared, a huge swarthy and solemn head squeezed through the tumbling water and rose up.

The ferocious beast's head was full of square feet, and a thick, curved, hideous horn emitted a palpitating glow, and both eyes were more than one circle larger than the heads of these young men.

"I've seen Lingzun!" At this time, the two boys trembled and saluted at this ink Jiao, but in exchange for two sprays of water vapor from their nostrils.

"I've seen Lingzun!" This Mo Jiao is a proper shape-transforming demon-level ancient beast, and two or three ordinary monks in the early Yuan Infant can't beat it. Although the three Jiedan monks in the sect are more than 100,000 people under the three of them, they are still in good order in the face of this mountain protection spirit beast that the elder of the previous generation of Yuanying found back the beast eggs and hatched them.

Especially this Mo Jiao, whose wisdom is no less than that of a monk, and he likes to play tricks on people, not to mention that these three knots are real people, and the eighteen knots of Taixuanmen can only pretend to be grandsons when they stand in front of Mo Jiao together.

"I've seen... Lingzun!" "Among all the teenagers, the fourteen who came from the family obviously knew that there was such a big guy on the floating island, but even if they knew in their hearts that they were really facing such a top-level demon beast in the cultivation realm, they were scared half to death.

It's not about the size of the guts, the ferocious aura of the high-level demon beast is suppressed and the faces of the three Jiedan monks are ugly. Li Yunlong and his entourage did not pee their pants and fell to the ground, which already impressed Brother Jiedan and the two boys.

All the teenagers themselves felt that the next moment was the limit of their bodies, and they could collapse at any time.

But what made them desperate was Mo Jiao's hideous and vicious head stretched out in front of a group of teenagers, and the thick water-covered scales almost stuck to the teenagers.

A few sniffles made a layer of moisture adhere to everyone's body, and the eyebrows and eyelashes all had tiny 'pearls'. But none of them dared to make any moves, not even to wipe them with their hands.

Mo Jiao looked at them one by one, Li Yunlong's mental realm was high enough, and he didn't show anything different from these teenagers. The twelve-year-old fat golden man had lost all the blood on his face, but he still showed an expression that was more ugly than crying. Qin Yuan has always been very low-key, there is a little girl who looks less than ten years old, and she still can't bear to leave a piece of Fengquan in the end, it is estimated that this dark experience in this life will not be forgotten.

Fortunately, as the vicious head patrolled back and forth, one after another teenagers of the family collapsed, and the eldest brother didn't laugh at the second brother, and it was a lot more balanced.

Now only the Tianshui Linggen boy of the Shuiyue family retains the last bit of face for the family.

Li Yunlong acted like a portrait, but no matter how much he acted, he couldn't pee!

Qin Yuan is a scheming man with great talent, the expression on which the fat man smiled was about to cry, and the slippery oil sweat was much more than other people's urine, but he hadn't fallen down yet. I believe that for these teenagers, anyone being stared at by such a murderous creature is a nightmare worth remembering for a lifetime.

"This is the so-called elite of the family, how can such a mind achieve the Great Dao!" The pressure borne by the three Jiedan monks such as Taibai Jianjun was a thousand times the pressure of the young people, but seeing this kind of scene, the whole person was much more comfortable.

On the other hand, the face of the monk who was holding the jade Ruyi was extremely ugly, but this was something done by the Taixuanmen Mountain Guardian Spirit Beast, how to care?

"Lingzun, these are the elite juniors of the family, you are always holding your noble hand. Monk Jiedan, who was holding a jade Ruyi old Taoist costume, said helplessly, and gave him a thumb-thick golden ginseng.

Li Yunlong saw this scene and said secretly, sure enough, this ink Jiao was far thicker and darker than an old and cunning monk.

The purple-black tongue licked the golden ginseng worth thousands of spirit stones and disappeared into the terrifying giant mouth, and turned his head to see Li Yunlong's three horses immediately surging with even more terrifying pressure.

This thing actually turned its head to deal with the three little guys who were in the same vein after eating the benefits of the family, and its playful eyes stared at Taibai Jianjun, and the meaning was self-evident.