The little fool tore through the void and came to the mezzanine of the space where the remnant god of the Dharma King Yuan Shen was kept, and he saluted the elegant-looking figure on the throne, and truthfully reported the results of this exploration to the Yunshui Buddha Domain.

The Cultivator King's somewhat weak Yuan Shen nodded silently and said, "You get up." I expected such an outcome. According to the character of that little guy, there will definitely be no clues left. ”

Seeing this, the little fool was about to retreat, but he saw a Yuan Force sound piercing the protective light film of the Life Origin Realm and flying into the hands of the Heaven Cultivator.

"Tu'er, it seems that I have to work hard for you. Look at this picture......"

Hearing the order of the Heavenly Cultivator King, the little fool immediately raised his head and looked over. At this time, the void they were in appeared after the fight between the deity Zhuang You and the Nine Heads Xun.

This scene is a primitive battle trace that has not been restored by Manjushri. The little fool tried to invade the divine power to probe, but was stopped by the Heaven Cultivator.

Just when the little fool's face was full of doubts, two extremely evil black beams of light flooded out of the eyes of the Heavenly Cultivator. As the beam of light diffused into the traces of the battle that was rubbed, the situation of the fight between the deity Zhuang You and the Nine Heads was restored little by little.

"Master Venerable, that kid seems to be using the Xuanmang Sword in his hand, but the sword spirit is not the stunned boy he used to be. The little fool saw the Xuanmang Sword in the hand of the deity Zhuang You, and hurriedly said his judgment and questions.

King Cultivator smiled with pain on his face and said, "In that battle back then, neither I nor Xuanhuang Lao'er took much advantage. In a way, I'm a little better than him. If it weren't for you and Jiu'er to help me block that sword, I would have been dissipated by being a teacher now. ”

Speaking of "Jiu'er", the King of Heaven Cultivation was full of grief and indignation. Before the little fool could ask again, his primordial spirit slapped the armrest on the throne angrily.

With a crisp "click", the armrest of the throne shattered. Before the dark iron could be scattered, the black power that penetrated through the void entwined them, and in the blink of an eye, the handrails were repaired as before.

Worried that he would accidentally touch the painful past of the Heavenly Cultivator again, he stood there silently watching the scene replaying in front of their eyes.

After the time of the half-pillar of incense, the time was frozen on the picture of Guanyin Bodhisattva persuading the deity Zhuang You to leave quickly. The Heavenly Cultivator knocked on the armrest of the Xuantie Dharma Throne and thought quietly.

"Knock-"

The only thing that was quiet in the mezzanine of the space where the evil aura was tumbling was the sound of the Heaven Cultivator King tapping on the armrest of the Dharma Throne. The little fool stood there like an old monk in his meditation, patiently waiting for the time when he was in a tormented mood to get out early.

"Tu'er, they like to play hide and seek. Let's play with them. You go to the Xuanmeng Mountains of the Yanlong Continent and invite the Mengluo Heavenly God to ask him something. ”

The little fool pulled his feet and walked to the mezzanine of the space outside the main hall. But before he could go a few steps away, he was called back by the Heavenly Cultivator King.

"Tu'er, this is a rope to tie up, if you encounter resistance, just tie him up. As he spoke, the Heavenly Cultivator threw out the black rope with dense runes in his hand.

The little fool hurriedly urged the light hand conjured by Yuan Li to take over the bundle of gods. After thanking the Heaven Cultivator King, he went directly to the end of the space mezzanine and tore through the void. And as he left, the spatial mezzanine suddenly disappeared from the previous void.

By the time the little foolish figure reappeared, he had already arrived at the Xuanlong Mountain Range of the Yanlong Continent. He unleashed his divine sense, probing the location of the Heavenly God Immortal Cultivators within a radius of thousands of miles.

After a moment of screening and screening, he smiled at a secret place in the depths of the Xuanmeng Forbidden Land, and then stretched out his big hand to tear through the void and plunged headlong into it.

"Monroe, you're really going to enjoy it. The cultivation place with a big fart is still so luxurious. It's the first time I've seen an immortal cultivator like you, Master Tu. Let's go, come with me. My master has something to ask you. ”

When the little fool tore through the void and entered the cultivation secret room, Meng Luo Heavenly God was unaware, and even the protective prohibition he had set up outside the secret room lost its warning effect.

The gods of Monro are not fools. He understood that since the seemingly gentle and elegant middle-aged man in front of him could appear in front of him quietly, he must have extraordinary ability.

So, he tried his best to restrain the anger that flooded out of his heart, and piled some smiles on his face, and then he did not hesitate to take out the Divine Yuan Fruit from the Xuanmeng Forbidden Land to entertain the guests.

The little fool grabbed a golden Shenyuan Fruit, put it in front of his nose and took a sharp breath, showing a very intoxicated appearance.

Just when the Monluo Heavenly God thought that the person in front of him liked this, the little fool smiled and smashed the Divine Yuan Fruit on his face. didn't forget to bully him and slap him closely.

"Mengluo Xiao'er, what do you think of your Tu Ye? Your little family background, Tu Ye hasn't seen it yet. Hurry up, pack up and follow me to see my master. If you delay the great affairs of his old man, see that I do not screw your head off. ”

As he spoke, he swaggered around the Monluo Heavenly God's cultivation retreat. No matter how good-tempered the god of Monroe is, it is impossible to ignore the repeated insults of the little fool.

"Dare to ask the true god what the master is? Please make the words clear, and the little god should be prepared. ”

Meng Luo Tianshen spoke politely, but secretly operated Yuan Li, ready to take advantage of the little confusion and defenselessness to give him a fatal blow.

The little fool glared back at Meng Luo Tianshen with some annoyance, and said angrily: "Where did you get so much nonsense. It is your blessing that my master has taken a fancy to you. If you are long-winded, I will have to tie you up and take you back. You Race Immortal Cultivators are all self-proclaimed and high-ranking people, but when it comes to ......"

The god stretched out his ears to listen, but he didn't expect the little foolish words to stop abruptly at a critical moment. As a result, he could only summon the nine golden gongs with the mutilated spirits, and split the yin and yang bundles of "double thunder ears" in the direction where the little fool was.

"Haha...... The carving insect skills dare to be taken out to be embarrassing. The little fool looked at the Monroe Heavenly God who was attacking with all his strength with sarcasm in his eyes and laughed.

When the fierce Yin and Yang Beam slashed closer, he didn't even bother to move his body, he stood in place and directly stretched out his hand and shattered them with a single palm.

Surprised, the god did not forget to take out a mist miasma bomb from his storage belt and detonate it, trying to escape under the cover of the smoke rising from the cave.

Before he could tear through the void and perform his flying spell to leave, a black rope bound it firmly. In desperation, he wanted to blow up his body and let the Yuan Shen escape.

But after some struggle, he found that all his efforts were in vain. His spirit and body are bound to the gods strongly, and it is simply wishful thinking to separate.

"Monroe, save your energy. That's the bundle rope that my master personally refined, and without my instructions, your primordial gods don't want to escape. ”

At this time, Hongjun Ancestor and Lu Lao'er, who were strengthening their protective prohibition in the Hongmeng Cave, felt the fluctuation of the Yuan Force of the Heaven Cultivator King. They unleashed their divine senses to investigate. Seeing that Meng Luo Tianshen was caught under his armpit and melted into the void by the little fool, Lu Lao'er took off the magic weapon "Immortal Flying Knife" hanging on his waist and wanted to catch up.

"Forget it, let him go. After Hongjun Ancestor said something to stop him, he didn't forget to release his divine power to isolate the conversation between the two. He continued: "It seems that the Heavenly Cultivator King can't wait......"

Before he could say the second half of his sentence, Lu Lao'er pinched his fingers and counted it, and then nodded at Hongjun Ancestor with a solemn expression, agreeing with what he was about to say.

Hongjun Ancestor glanced at the direction where the little fool disappeared and said, "Hongmeng Cave will be exposed sooner or later. However, with the current injury of the Heaven Cultivator Dharma King, he still can't break the protective prohibition outside the cave for the time being. But in another hundred years it will be difficult to say. ”

Lu Lao'er took a sip of immortal wine, smacked his mouth, and said, "This is still a later story." Now I have to think about saving that kid's life. It seems that the Heaven Cultivator Dharma King has not bothered much in the Yunshui Buddha Domain. What went wrong?"

"It's not easy, I'll release my divine sense and ask Rulai. As he spoke, Hongjun Ancestor closed his eyes and entered a state of meditation.

Lu Lao'er smiled bitterly and shook his head, but he had no choice but to sit and wait. This is the time of a stick of incense. When Hongjun Old Ancestor opened his eyes with a solemn look on his face, Lu Lao'er realized the seriousness of the situation. He sat there without saying a word, waiting for Hongjun Ancestor to speak.

"Old man Lu, things are a little bad. That kid was bold enough to join forces with Guanyin Nuwa to kill the Heavenly Lion Beast, the mount of the Heavenly Cultivator Dharma King, and sealed its remnant god. I suspect that this is the reason why the King of Heaven Cultivator was angry and captured the god of Monro. He wanted to get information about Zhuang You Boy and Hongmeng Cave from Monroe. ”

After Hongjun Ancestor finished speaking, his brows immediately furrowed into a pimple. Seeing his nerve-wracking look, Lu Lao'er blinked his eyes a few times and thought about it.

"Tea idiot old man, let's go to the Shengong secret room now and take that kid's clone away, and then send him to the Yunshui Buddha Domain. If you can refine a fake sword with an aura like a Xuanmang Sword, maybe things will turn around. ”

As soon as these words came out, Hongjun Old Ancestor's tightly knit brows suddenly relaxed. He smiled at Lu Lao'er knowingly, and somewhat agreed with his idea of using Guanyin Bodhisattva's ideas to perform a chain plan.

Just when the two of them went to the secret room of the divine craftsman one after the other, the little fool had already taken the Mengluo Heavenly God who had fallen into a coma to the mezzanine of the space where the Heavenly Cultivator King was located. If you pay close attention, you will find that this mezzanine space is far away from the void where it was last time.

This is where the genius of the Heavenly Cultivator lies. Even the little fool who is classified as his apprentice only knows the specific place of visit every time.

Otherwise, with the Yuan Li cultivation of Hongjun Ancestor and Lu Lao'er, he would have already thought of trying to destroy the remnant god of the Heaven Cultivator King, how could he continue to harm the party. It is precisely because of being careful everywhere that the Heaven Cultivator has a glimmer of life than Xuanhuang.

"Master, do you need me to wake him up?" the little fool threw the unconscious Mengluo Heavenly God to the ground where the evil qi was surging, and then looked at the Heavenly Cultivator King with respectful eyes and asked.

King Ploughing Heaven knocked on the armrest of the throne and said, "Look at his sincerity." If he feels that his life is worthless, let him close his eyes forever. ”

Lying on the ground and pretending to be asleep, the god of Monlo was a little panicked. He struggled with himself, but finally opened his eyes and cast a slightly angry glance at the Heavenly Cultivator.