Although these words were said to Xue Yun, who had succeeded in his plan and had already hurt Bao Huazi, there was an invisible coercion hanging over Bao Huazi secretly. Hearing this, Bao Huazi immediately raised his head with angry eyes, squinted his eyes and looked at the man who said this viciously, and said with a sneer: "Soul Son, you don't need to pretend to be such a good person!"

The man is not someone else, he is naturally the soul of the instrument who came here, and the soul of the instrument at this time is the same as in normal times, not at all like Baohuazi, who will act coy when he arrives at this immortal weapon conference, pretending to be a master of the world.

"I never call myself a good person, but you can't even move my nephew, and you are so arrogant, do you really think I don't dare to touch you?"

When Xue Yun came out that day, the soul of the instrument even did not hesitate to do it with Xuan Fuzi, who was the head of the door, and this little Baohuazi, he naturally didn't pay attention to it, at this moment, he stood against the wind, with disdain, and there was a big sense that Baohuazi would beat him up if he provoked again.

Seeing this scene, the Jianshan Tianjiao, who was originally angry at why Zhuge Yishan and Li Baoshan stopped them, all showed a sudden look on their faces at this time, and the fairy of Luhan shrank sharply and looked at a bewitching woman who walked out behind Baohuazi opposite.

"Baohua, don't be rude, in the final analysis, it's you who do it with the juniors first, and it's not reasonable. At this moment, the bewitching woman moved under her feet, and came directly to Xue Yun's side in one step, her slender jade hand was on Xue Yun's right shoulder, and Qiong's nose sniffed at Xue Yun's neck before whispering to Bao Huazi.

Xue Yun's face immediately changed slightly, but now he didn't dare to move a bit, and his mind immediately said respectfully: "The junior didn't know that the senior Han of the Holy Demon Sect had actually come in person, otherwise he would have notified the sect Taishang Mo Elder to come here to talk to the senior." ”

That's a clever way to put it. first revealed that this woman was the famous witch Han Ling of the Holy Demon Sect, and then mentioned a dewy marriage between Mo Blood Feud and this woman, so as not to do anything irreparable on a whim of this witch.

This is also because although Xue Yun was very nervous at this time, it was not the first time he had faced a god-transforming cultivator, so he was relatively calm. If he was replaced by an ordinary Yuan Infant Early Stage Monk, he would be treated like this by the witch Han Ling suddenly. I was too scared to say a word.

Hearing what Xue Yun said, Han Ling's incomparably beautiful eyes immediately looked at Xue Yun, and said charmingly: "I have long heard that my master and nephew have three swordsmanship and law body cultivation, not to mention the other two, but this body is really good. I think it's better than that back then with the seemingly affectionate but ruthless Mo Lang, even so, what do you mention him to do?"

As soon as these words came out, Xue Ling's face remained unchanged, but Jingyou's face was ugly. After all, Xue Yun is also his uncle, and it is really unbearable to be seduced by this witch in public. But just when he was about to take action, he found that he couldn't lift any mana at all, and when he looked at Xue Ling again, he saw Xue Ling shaking his head slightly, so he could only sigh secretly and then simply lowered his head, out of sight.

And the same is true of Mo Yilan at this moment. Although she has a prominent family background, she has now been subdued by Xue Yun, but she can deal with this witch. It's really a lack of good feelings, especially this witch's debauched actions and words, even she, a little fox from the fox clan who is used to seeing bewitching fellow foxes, is disgusted, if she hadn't been stopped by Xue Yunchuanyin, even if she didn't dare to do it because of the difference in cultivation, she couldn't help but stop it.

"It's a pity that the younger generation is weak. Even if my predecessors are willing to rain and dew on me, I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it in less than one night. Therefore, such a good thing is naturally handed over to the Mo Taishang of this sect, and the younger generation will never dare to take a step beyond the thunder pool. Xue Yun smiled lightly when he heard this, and replied softly.

As soon as these words came out, Han Ling immediately glanced at Xue Yun charmingly. But he slowly took away the jade hand on Xue Yun's shoulder, and walked to a place where there was no one with Bao Huazi, who had been silent since his arrival, and did not dare to make a sound at all, and only after a while did he look at the sky with emotion, delicate and beautiful, like a thorny rose, and said slightly: "Qingge old ghost, you and Jian Yi or two old guys are mediocre in talent, I'm afraid there is no day of ascension in this life, but this disciple has received it well." ”

"Then thank you Fairy Han for complimenting. As soon as Han Ling's words fell, along with the fluctuations of the void, Qingge Zhenren stepped out from where Xue Yun was, but although his words were ordinary, Qingge Zhenren in a Taoist robe did not look good on his face, and even his eyes were still full of fear, as if he was always on guard against Han Ling.

It's no wonder that Han Ling went to Tian'a Sword Mountain alone before he openly ridiculed him and Jian with long words, showing no mercy, and even more arrogantly asked for Tian'a Ling, and Mo Xueqiu actually said that he was not 100% sure that he would leave this woman, and Han Ling's supernatural strength can be seen.

At this time, the witch Han Ling had already returned to the place where the Holy Demon Sect was located with Bao Huazi, looking at the giant dome inside with a shocked face, but she also looked at herself a little helplessly, Xue Yun also smiled back, but when she turned around, she found that Qingge Zhenren was still scared, and even stood in place with a slight spread of momentum.

"Senior Uncle Qingge, when the senior nephew fought with the seniors of the Holy Demon Sect just now, he had some understanding, while this immortal weapon conference has not yet started, if the senior uncle is free, can you refer to the teacher and nephew?" Seeing that Qingge's demeanor had already been noticed by the people around him, and if he continued like this, it would really slightly damage the face of Tian'a Jian Mountain, Xue Yun immediately hugged his fists slightly and said respectfully.

Qingge Zhenren reacted at this time, and immediately stopped looking at the witch Han Ling who looked at him with disdain, nodded to Xue Yun with a smile, and returned to the place where the disciples of Sword Mountain were with Xue Yun. And in his heart, he naturally admired Xue Yun's improvisation very much, and when he looked at Xue Yun, he also had a little more appreciation.

"At the beginning, his purpose was to establish authority for Tian'a Sword Mountain, and at the same time, he was also a good friend of the soul of the instrument, and because they had a very good relationship, this scene would also be seen by Qingge Zhenren. What Senior Brother Xue thought of was a strategy to kill two birds with one stone, but he didn't expect that in the end, even Qingge Zhenren owed a favor. ”

In the crowd, in an inconspicuous corner, Xuan Yi's eyes were shining, looking at all this, and he secretly said in his heart.

And the Fairy Lu Han, who thought that he had seen Xue Yun's thoughts, was also beautiful at this time, and shook his head gently, while Zhuge Yishan, who had always had a good relationship with him, said softly: "Senior Sister also shook her head with the amazing method of Senior Brother Xu's mind like a demon?"

Hearing this, Fairy Luo Han smiled, glanced at the very well-behaved little fox Mu Yilan who was following Xue Yun, and replied: "The mind is like a demon, the real demon is just his little maid!"

On the other side, far away in the center of the Drifting Sea, the old woman who taught Feng Yang was full of anger on her face, and looked at the more than ten Yuan Infant Transformation Demon Cultivators kneeling below and said coldly: "Check! Check it for me! If you don't find out why Feng Yang disappeared, you all have to be buried with you! Blue Eyes, when did Feng Yang disappear?"

Hearing this, the Yuanying Demon Cultivators below all trembled, and a man in green clothes led by him immediately looked up at the old woman, and said in a trembling voice: "Back to the palace master, the young master of the wind said three days ago that he went out for a walk, and asked me not to send someone to follow, but who knows that the young master who would come back after half a day in the past suddenly had no trace, and he didn't even have any reply from Wanli Fu." But don't worry, the young master's natal card is still there, and there is no danger to his life!"

Hearing this, the old woman's expression was not the slightest, but a little colder.

I saw her eyes narrow, and the corners of her eyes, which were already full of surrounding, seemed to be rubbed into one place at this moment, but even so, the chill in her eyes still made the demon cultivators below feel terrified, and even a few of them couldn't control themselves and bowed and begged for mercy, how could it still look like a shape-shaped demon cultivator who led countless demon beasts on weekdays?

After staring like this for a long time, the old woman said expressionlessly: "Let's go down and scatter to search, don't come back if you can't find it!" Anyway, I only have an old bone left with Fengyang, a descendant like a grandson, if you can't find it, I will let it be cut off!"

"Subordinates receive orders!" Hearing this, all the demon cultivators below immediately responded to the order, and then one by one, their figures flashed, or they changed into prototypes and left, or they walked away like monks, and after a while, they all left, leaving only the old woman floating on the sea.

At this time, the old woman's face was full of despair and loss, and her already old face was no longer bloodless. She has experienced too many things, and her mind is already like a rock, but now that her subordinates have left, why is there any need to hide her feelings?

For Piaoling Hai, Fengyang is certainly a Tianjiao who has been focused on cultivating, but he is not a Jiaolong clan and is destined not to be the one who controls Piaoling Hai. And in addition, a transformational demon cultivator who was found alone from the open sea a few decades ago has an extremely rare Jiaolong bloodline, and was even accepted as a personal disciple by the Jiaolong Shuangsheng, and he was taught a magical power.

In this way, the old woman thinks that although Feng Yang can't be at the top of the pole, she also wants him to become a person with a status above ten thousand people under one person, at least as much as herself, but now, this naughty boy who is regarded as a grandson by her, an old woman with no children and no daughters, has no trace, how can she not lose her soul

At this moment, compared to the loss of the old woman, the entire Haihe Mountain is full of people, after the confrontation between Xue Yun and Bao Huazi just now, the atmosphere of the immortal weapon conference is completely hot, and with the appearance of the elder of Haiheshan Taishang, a little old man with a rickety back, this long-standing immortal weapon conference has finally kicked off! )