Yang Chan blinked a pair of delicate apricot eyes to check the surrounding environment, after a while, she couldn't help but have a bitter face, and said with disgust: "Senior sister girl, here is really as the master said, the aura is thin and scattered, the aura between heaven and earth is thin, and all kinds of waste gas fill the entire sky. ”

Jingwei said with a smile: "Okay, little junior sister, I have important things to do in the lower realm under the orders of my master, don't pay attention to the environment here, it's important to do business first!"

Yang Chan made a bitter face, nodded helplessly, and said listlessly: "Okay! Just listen to Senior Sister, Senior Sister, what do you say we are going to do now?"

Jingwei stretched out his hand and counted for a moment, then suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed to the south: "That's it, three thousand miles to the south is the place where the old man in Xuanyi and the blonde birdman fought in the water mirror that we just saw." ”

When Lingzhuzi heard this, he couldn't help clapping his little hands and hurriedly said: "Since that's the case, then what are we waiting for, let's hurry over I!"

Jingwei smiled helplessly, his figure flashed, and a red rainbow pierced the sky, taking the lead and flying south, Lingzhuzi and the others also escaped from each other, following Jingwei's footsteps.

The journey of three thousand miles may be a bit far for mortals, but for Jingwei and them, who have long been successful in cultivating immortals, it is just a square inch of land, and in less than a minute, Jingwei and the others have come to the place where they have just calculated.

This is still Jingwei and the others did not fly with all their strength, afraid of accidentally flying by, otherwise, I am afraid that they will not even have time to breathe to feel here.

Before Jingwei and the others could get close to the center of the battle, the sound of whistling and angry shouts came faintly, mixed with thunder and thunder, water, fire, wind and thunder, and the sound of flying swords breaking through the air.

"Damn alien race, you invade my land of Shenzhou for no reason, I will fight with you!

As a somewhat old but hateful voice sounded, a white sword light pierced the sky, swaying the sword light in the sky, and the silver star burst out, as if the heavenly river was vented, and landed on the giant sword that was bigger than his body, and it was bounced away with a soft sound of 'ding!', and the sky was full of fire.

"Heretics, the glory of the Lord is not to be blasphemed, and accept the judgment of the great angel of the Lord!

The two-winged angel who fought with the old way raised his broadsword high above his head, and the broadsword burned with a raging golden flame, which was different from the scorching heat of the Samadhi True Fire, the viciousness of the Red Lotus Karmic Fire, the irritability of the Sun True Fire, and the peace of Nanming from the fire, but with a kind of holy aura that was different from all the desolate flames, and it was faintly similar to the true fire of Buddhism.

The broadsword fell, and the flame of light burning on it suddenly erupted, burning the white clouds in the sky from the Feiyun Sword, and slashing upwards, the angel's two-handed sword slashed out, and the Feiyun Sword swatted again like a fly, and the Xuanyi Old Dao Flying Sword was knocked away, and a mouthful of reverse blood erupted under the shock.

Taking advantage of the fact that the old Dao of Xuanyi was attacked by the flying sword, the angel suddenly spread his wings, brought up a golden streamer, and flew to the top of the old Dao's head in an instant, and the broadsword in his hand was raised high, and he slashed Huashan fiercely with a force, and the golden flame on it soared, and he swayed more than ten zhang to completely wrap the old Dao below in the range of the light flame slash.

Xuanyi Lao Dao looked at the golden light giant sword with a pale face, and as soon as the Yuan Shen moved, he was about to use his mana to sacrifice the magic weapon again, but he was seriously injured, and the meridians of his body were damaged in many places.

For a while, not only did he fail to operate the mana, but instead caused the injury in the body to 'wow!' and spit out a mouthful of blood.

At this time, the alien race was only a few feet away from him, and for a while, the old Dao of Xuanyi could faintly feel the fierce wind sound brought by the giant sword and the burning sensation on his face. Bursts of unspeakable despair could not help but welled up in my heart.

Just when Xuanyi Lao Dao was desperate and was about to close his eyes and wait for death, suddenly a burst of chuckle came from afar, followed by a surprised child's voice: "Wow! Senior Sister Girl, look, it's really a birdman, it's the first time I've seen this kind of birdman, the wings behind him are so beautiful, ah! No, that little Taoist priest is going to suffer!"

As soon as these words came out, the old Taoist of Xuanyi and the angel of the alien race all changed color, the difference is that the old Taoist of Xuanyi knew that he was alive and was expected to survive today, and what also made him laugh and cry was that the voice sounded like he was only eight or nine years old, and he was old-fashioned when he spoke, and he actually called himself an old guy and a little Taoist who had been cultivating for hundreds of years.

If he knew that the cultivation time of this person was several times that of him, I don't know if he would scare his guts......

But the angels were furious, and they thought themselves to be the messengers of the Lord, the servants of God, the great angels who wanted to sprinkle the holy glory of the Lord on all the heavens and the earth, and these damned creatures called themselves birdmen, how could the angels, who had always thought highly of themselves, not be angry?

I made up my mind that after purifying the heretic in front of me, I would find an opportunity to purify him later.

It's just that he thought about it well, but the people who came didn't give him a chance at all, and before his holy sword slashed on Lao Dao's body, a fiery red essence shot out from afar, like a match, hitting the broadsword, and with a slight shake, the holy sword in his hand was shaken away, and then it went around him slightly, and immediately tied him into a zongzi.

Not to mention that the trapped angel was furious, even the old Taoist on the side couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, he naturally knew the strength of this angel, the other party did not show up, but only a treasure can subdue the angel, although it is not excluded that the magic weapon is powerful, but the skill of the person who came can also be seen, after all, no matter how powerful the magic weapon is, it must have a profound Taoist envoy.

Just when this old Taoist was thinking wildly, after several rays of various lights flew from afar and landed, four people appeared, and the old Taoist raised his eyes and looked at it, and suddenly praised in his heart: several handsome dolls, all of them are rich like jade, and the fairy bones are born, all of them are a table of talents, and all of them are good materials for cultivating immortals.

Thinking of this, Lao Dao's eyes suddenly widened, as if he had seen something unbelievable, and he was horrified to find that the four young men and women in front of him who looked to be only twenty-four or five years old at the oldest and the youngest were only eight or nine years old, he didn't even have a person who could see the cultivation, what did this mean? This meant that no matter which of the four people in front of him had cultivated far more than himself, he didn't know how many times, no wonder he could capture the alien race as soon as he made a move.

At this moment, the four of Jingwei also drove the cloud to the front of Lao Dao, Lingzhuzi walked in front of the angel with a pair of small short legs, and ran in front of the angel, lifted him, and came to Jingwei with a treasure expression, Qing Xiu's little face was full of pride, and hurriedly said: "Sister Girl, look, this birdman's wings are really beautiful!"

Jingwei couldn't help but laugh in his heart when he heard this, glanced at the angel who was tied into zongzi, and nodded appreciatively: "But it's very beautiful, if you pluck the feathers and refine a fairy clothes, it should be very beautiful!"

When the angel heard that Jingwei and the others not only ignored their own existence, but also scolded themselves as birdmen, and what was even more outrageous was that they still had to use the feathers on their wings to make clothes, and they couldn't help but scold: "You damned heretics, you dare to scold the great angel for being birdmen, I want to purify your filthy souls on behalf of the Lord......"

Before he finished speaking, Lingzhuzi, who had been impatiently listened to by Lingzhuzi, raised his foot and kicked down the clouds, cursing in his mouth: "Damn birdman, birdman is birdman, he is so dry-tongued!"

After speaking, he looked at Jingwei happily: "Senior Sister Girl, I have decided, I will kill all these birdmen, collect the wings and give them to my father, and then refine a beautiful fairy dress and send it to Niangniang." ”

The Niangniang in Lingzhuzi's mouth was naturally the Nuwa Niangniang in the Thirty-Three Days of Waiwa Palace, and the expression on her face was like that of a filial child who saw a beautiful dress and made up his mind to buy it and give it to his mother.

Yang Chan said with a smile on the side: "Senior Brother Lingzhuzi's idea is not bad, I will also have one at that time, it must be very beautiful to wear on my body."

While a few people were talking, the seriously injured Lao Dao had already taken the pill to suppress the injuries in his body, struggled to get up and came to Jingwei and the others, and said: "Fellow Daoists, the poor Dao is polite, thank you for your life-saving grace, the life-saving grace is unforgettable, and the poor Dao will definitely repay it in the future!"

Lingzhuzi's little face raised, and he waved his hand very domineeringly: "No need, little Taoist, I don't need you to repay me, you just need to answer a few questions from me!"

Hearing the title of [Little Daoist], the old Taoist couldn't help but smile bitterly again and laughed at himself in his heart: "Little Taoist, is there a little Taoist priest who is hundreds of years old like himself?"

Although he thought so, Lao Dao himself also understood that maybe in the eyes of these few masters who came from nowhere, he was really a genuine little Taoist, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly at the moment: "If you have something to say, just ask." As long as the poor Dao knows everything, he will know everything, and he will say everything!"

The gourd baby pointed to the birdman who was kicked into the clouds by him on the ground, and asked crisply: "Little Taoist, can you tell me what is going on?"

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