The envoy of Tianzun Mountain did not listen to Yang Zongheng's words, but said lightly: "You hurt the envoy of Tianzun Mountain, whether you have it intentionally or unintentionally, you deserve to die." ”

Yang Zongheng sighed and said, "If you say so, then the death is really not wronged." ”

The envoy of Tianzun Mountain sneered: "It's good to know." ”

"I say you are not unjustly dead. ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw Yang Zongheng throw the two balls on the ground violently, only to hear the sound of "boom", and the three of them were immediately filled with smoke, and Yang Zongheng had already rushed directly into the air with the help of Feng Yu.

The white-clothed boy hurriedly shouted: "Hold your breath, this smoke can disturb the magic lineage, but the scope is not large, let's go quickly." ”

The three of them hurriedly flew upward, but after a long time, they only went out more than ten feet high, but found that they were still in the smoke.

So the three of them flew upwards again, and the fog in front of them not only did not disappear, but also began to become thicker, and the mobilization of the three people's magic veins gradually became overwhelming, and slowly fell downward.

"Didn't you say it wasn't a big area? I don't think the whole mountain is foggy. ”

The white-clothed Xiangtong thought for a moment and exclaimed, "Oh no, we won't enter that kid's big array again." ”

As soon as the words fell, only a few "booms" were heard, and three thunderbolts fell on the three of them, and the three of them twitched a few times on the ground, motionless.

But the smoke did not disperse, the thunderclap was incessant, and the Tao fell on the three of them without any mistake, and it was not long before the three of them became three charred corpses.

Yang Zongheng was afraid that the envoy of Tianzun Mountain would have a deep cultivation and that the time would not be enough to kill him, so he put away the five-color flag after two hours, and then he hid in the bushes for a long time, and only after the smoke completely cleared did he carefully poke his head out.

When he saw the three focus corpses, he relieved his heart, and said in his heart: "It's all like this, if you can still live, I really admire you." ”

He dug a big pit, and then threw three inhuman-like focus corpses into it, and when he was about to bury them, he suddenly saw that all three of them had a golden thing on their heads, and Yang Zongheng hurriedly jumped into the pit and picked it up.

The thing was droplet-shaped, golden, finger-sized, glowing with a pale yellow glow, like the light emitted by two angels saving a boy in white.

This thing is not easy at first glance, and it may be life-saving at a critical time, so he put it all away.

Then he put away the tokens of the other two as well, and he had to consult Mo Xingyan to see if he could eliminate those inductions, if he could, he would keep them, and if not, he would throw them away.

He buried the three of them and flew back to Lindu again, and as soon as he entered the garden, he saw a group of people waiting at the door.

Everyone saw Yang Zongheng rushing over.

Chu Yunlou said, "I heard that you were kidnapped by Tianzun Mountain?"

Yang Zongheng nodded.

Chu Yunlou was shocked: "You can run out of being kidnapped by Tianzun Mountain, why are you so arrogant?"

Yang Zongheng smiled bitterly and didn't say anything.

I saw that Du Xingsheng was holding the "Chu Language" and remembering something.

"Chu Yunlou, what did you say again?" Yang Zongheng leaned his head over and said.

Du Xingsheng said: "He said that you are dead. ”

Chu Yunlou hurriedly said, "I just prepared for the worst. As he spoke, he said to Du Xingmonk: "You are deliberately destroying my friendship with Brother Yang, do you want to replace my position in Brother Yang's heart?"

Du Xingsheng glanced at Chu Yunlou and followed everyone into the courtyard.

Yang Zongheng pulled Mo Xingyan to his side and said, "I got a few things, I want to ask you." ”

As he spoke, he took out the three golden water droplets and tokens, and Mo Xingyan couldn't help but widen his eyes when he saw a few things.

Mo Xingyan was shocked: "This is a god that only exists above the sages of Tianzun Mountain, only when they are dead will they appear, don't tell me that you killed the sages of Tianzun Mountain, or three." ”

Yang Zongheng nodded.

Mo Xingyan swallowed his saliva and looked at Yang Zongheng in disbelief, unable to speak for a long time.

Yang Zongheng urged: "Will the gods you said have any sense, in case Tianzun Mountain knows that I killed them, wouldn't it be very annoying." ”

Mo Xingyan said: "Since you are so afraid, why do you want to kill them?"

"I don't want to do this either, if I don't kill them, they'll kill me, what do you want me to do?

Mo Xingyan said: "This divine power is just an extremely condensed spiritual power, which provides cultivation for these saints, but there is no induction, not to mention the induction under the Tianzun Mountain, where ordinary people can remove." ”

When Yang Zongheng heard this, he felt a little pity and said: "Originally, I still wanted to leave these three tokens, but it seems that I can only leave these three small things." ”

The corners of Mo Xingyan's mouth twitched and said, "Little thing, do you know how precious this god is?"

"More precious than tokens?"

"Isn't this nonsense?" As soon as Mo Xingyan finished saying this, he immediately realized that he was abrupt, and hurriedly apologized: "My subordinates lost their words." ”

Yang Zongheng didn't care, just urged him to quickly say what the god was.

Mo Xingyan said: "This divine energy is refined by the "Spiritual Qi Sima" of Tianzun Mountain, which can absorb the spiritual energy absorbed by the mage and even the meals he eats, and the spiritual energy in the air he breathes, refining it into a purer spiritual energy, and even expanding the power of that spiritual energy dozens of times, so that the owner can get twice the result with half the effort in the cultivation process." ”

After speaking, Mo Xingyan looked at Yang Zongheng curiously and said, "Since those people are sages, they are like chopping melons and vegetables against the supreme products, how did you kill them?"

Yang Zongheng didn't expect those three divine rays to be so precious and practical, and he couldn't help but hold them in the palm of his hand and admire, and said a little absentmindedly about Mo Xingyan's answer: "It's not worth mentioning if you kill it like that." ”

Mo Xingyan was a little speechless, but when he glanced at the god in Yang Zongheng's hand again, he couldn't help scratching his head, and leaned over to Yang Zongheng and said flatteringly: "Boss, look, you have three gods, do you reward me with one." ”

Yang Zongheng hurriedly held the three divine rays in the palm of his hand and said, "I risked my life to get this." ”

Mo Xingyan begged, "Boss, just give me one." ”

Seeing a nine-foot man coquettish himself, Yang Zongheng's scalp couldn't help but tingle.

And Chu Yunlou, Du Xingsheng and the others had already secretly heard about the preciousness of this god, and they also hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Brother Yang, you are not strong by cultivation, it is useless for you to ask for this thing, you might as well give this to us, we are strong, isn't it also good for you." ”

When Yang Zongheng heard this, he felt that it made sense, he relied on artifacts to increase his strength, and Shenmang couldn't say that it was useless to himself, but it was obviously better to give it to these partners.

So Yang Zongheng praised him: "Chu Yunlou, don't look at the usual out-of-tune, at a critical time, the words you say are still very pertinent." So Yang Zongheng glanced at the divine light in his hand, and then at Mo Xingyan, as if he had made up his mind to pick up a divine light and hand it to him, and said, "This one is for you." ”

Mo Xingyan held Shenmang in his hands with both hands, and almost cried: "After following the boss for so many years, I am as tired as a dog day by day, I still haven't learned a trick and a half, and my cultivation has not increased much, how many times I have suspected that I am with the wrong person, but fortunately I persevered, and now I finally keep the clouds open and see the moon." ”

Yang Zongheng squinted his eyes and said, "Mo Xingyan, your play is a bit too much." ”

"Boss, with this divine light, in less than ten years, except for Tianzun Mountain, where you can't look at, I will do it. ”

Hearing that Shenmang was so powerful, Chu Yunlou and Du Xingsheng took two steps forward from the mountain, and said with a sneer: "Brother Yang, are the two in your hand ......" The two of them raised their eyebrows in unison, making Yang Zongheng's heart tremble.

Yang Zongheng hurriedly said: "These two are the ones I left for Bai Ri Xun and Aconitum Cliff, they are just from our first-line sect." ”

Chu Yunlou hurriedly said: "Brother Yang, as long as you give me a god, don't talk about the first-line sect, let me be surnamed Yang." ”

Yang Zongheng was speechless for a while, and Du Xingseng was a little hesitant when he saw that Chu Yunlou was so undisciplined, but when his eyes saw the light, he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, kneeling down and saying, "Godfather." ”

This sound directly made Yang Zongheng jump up from the chair.

Chu Yunlou looked at Du Xingsheng with a shocked expression and said, "Why are you more disciplined than me?"

Du Xingsheng cried and said with a sad face: "Festival and Shenmang, which one do you want?"

Chu Yunlou was stunned for a moment and stretched out a thumbs up to Du Xingseng, then turned to Yang Zongheng and was about to speak, Yang Zongheng hurriedly scolded: "Stop, I'll give you a god." ”

Chu Yunlou hurriedly swallowed back the word "dry" that came to his mouth.

The two of them took the gods, looked at Yang Zongheng with a smile on their faces and said, "Thank you, ...... you do"

"Get out. ”

"Okay. ”

The two of them hurriedly went to Mo Xingyan to ask for advice on the cultivation method of Shenmang.

Yang Zongheng sat in the room and was a little embarrassed: "If you let Bai Rixun and Wutou Cliff know about this matter, you have to make a noise." In distress, he saw Dingfan meditating quietly beside him.

Yang Zongheng couldn't help but sigh a little: "It's better to be a monk, don't fight or grab, don't trouble others, and have less troubles for yourself." ”

Ding Fan heard Yang Zongheng's emotion, turned his head to look at Yang Zongheng, and slowly moved towards himself, Yang Zongheng said in his heart: "Zen Master, I have no more spirits." ”

Dingfan sang a sentence of "Amitabha Buddha" and said: "Donor, the poor monk's cultivation of the Dharma, does not need any gods, but a few years ago the Bodhi in the heart of the old man was about to bloom, and now there is no movement, I heard that the blood of the donor can promote cultivation, can the old man borrow some?"

Yang Zongheng said: "It's not a big problem, but you always say that I'm a demon, are you sure it's okay?"

Dingfan said: "Judging from your performance in the past few years, the demonic qi has not blinded your heart, which shows that the old man is still effective by your side." ”

"So you really want my blood?"

Ding Fan pondered and said, "Forget it, if the demonic qi in your blood damages my Buddha root, it will be more than worth the loss." ”

As he spoke, he moved to the side again and continued to meditate.

Yang Zongheng was a little speechless, but he turned his head and thought, yes, can't I just give Bai Ri Xun and Wutou Cliff a little bit of my blood?

After thinking about it, he took out two bottles, cut open his palm, and filled the bottles.

By the end of the night, Chu Yunlou and the others had already practiced the divine mangs into their bodies, and the scars on Yang Zongheng's palms had also healed, and several people were meditating separately.

Bai Rixun and Wutou Cliff suddenly returned, still holding a letter in their hands.

Yang Zongheng saw that the two of them came back and was about to give them good things, but when he saw that they frowned, he didn't take them out for the time being.

I only heard Bai Rixuan say: "Sect Master, Modo is dead." ”

When Yang Zongheng heard this, his whole heart was like being thrown into the icy lake, and others who were meditating also opened their eyes and looked at Bai Rixuan in shock.