"Why, sixth brother, you're playing sensational, it's useless to say anything more, I don't eat this set!" Ren Qingtian's voice was cold, but his tone rarely brought a few wisps of ridicule.

"Yes, since it's a kowtow brother, you can see the outside world if you say that!"

"That is, I believe that if you receive a call for help from any of our brothers one day, you will rush to support with all your might," Situ Haonan and Mo Shusheng said one after another.

"Well, how long does brotherhood last, and how long does the soul not die!" Li Chong nodded sincerely.

"How long is a good brotherhood, how long is the soul immortal!" Situ Hao, Nan Mo and Mo laughed at the same time, and even Ren Qingtian rarely smiled.

"Brother, hahaha, do you still have the word zài in the cultivation world?" An unfamiliar voice sounded in the ears of Li Chong and the others, and the faces of the five people changed at the same time, and their divine consciousness swept towards the surroundings frantically, but what made the five people strange was that there was no abnormality at all within the reach of their divine sense.

Generally, there are only two possibilities for such a situation, one is that the other party's cultivation is much higher than them, and it is out of the reach of their divine consciousness, and the other party's divine consciousness transmission can affect them, and the second is that the other party's cultivation ** or special spell can hide the breath to the point that even Li Chong's divine consciousness comparable to the realm of Yuan Ying cannot detect it.

"What kind of person! pretending to be a ghost and eavesdropping on our brother's conversation!" Ren Qingtian's tone was cold, and as soon as the words came out, a terrifying cold air centered on a few of them, quickly spread in all directions, and a thick layer of ice appeared visible to the naked eye on the ground, and the surrounding trees were quickly frozen, and the cold spread very quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it spread out hundreds of zhang in all directions, and it was still spreading outward at a rapid pace.

"Hahahaha, the true skill of ice glass is really extraordinary, and he is worthy of being a disciple of the Old Ancestor of the Cold Plains!" The unfamiliar voice came again, and it seemed that what Ren Qingtian did not affect him.

"Pretending to be a ghost!" Li Chong felt a trace of anger in his heart, the other party's approach made him feel like he was being teased, and it was just a matter of teasing him, his brother and Chen Lingling were here, which made him unacceptable.

Li Chong said that the purple divine light in his eyes flashed slightly, and he looked around, and when he looked in the northwest direction, his face suddenly changed, and at the same time, he opened his mouth and sprayed, and the Extreme Fire Sword turned into a red light, and shot out in the northwest direction under the urging of the wind array.

"Boom!" After the Extreme Fire Sword shot out, the two couldn't breathe, and a thunderous sound sounded from a distance, and at the same time, a large number of trees collapsed not far away, countless sand and stones splashed, and the Extreme Fire Sword seemed to attack.

"The Nine Tribulations of Chaos are born, the Divine Tribulation is eternal, the red dust is not a catastrophe, and it is hard to fall into the tribulation! What a Chaos Xuan Spirit Body, it is really not an ordinary person!" A blue light flew from the direction where the Extreme Fire Sword flew, and at the same time, Li Chong's Extreme Fire Sword also returned to his hand.

The blue light faded, and what appeared in the eyes of Li Chong and others was a white-haired monk, who was dressed in a cyan robe and had a medium build, but what surprised everyone was that although this person looked white-haired, his face did not look old, although he was not handsome, he was also young, almost in his thirties.

After seeing the white-haired monk, Chen Lingling, Mo Shusheng and the others looked at Li Chong almost at the same time, this person was exactly the same as Li Chong, and he was also white before he was old.

"Don't look at me, I'm not familiar with him!" Li Chong spread his hands with a helpless expression.

"Who are you, why are you eavesdropping on the conversation between my brothers!" Ren Qingtian said indifferently as he looked at the white-haired monk.

"I, hehehe, I am a speck of dust among the billions of living beings in the red dust, and I can't mention it," the white-haired monk smiled indifferently, judging from his expression, he couldn't see any malice, but it was precisely because of this that Situ Haonan and the others felt even more strange.

"What's the matter, don't you even have a name, I don't think you're a good thing! Kill it with a sword!" Ren Qingtian said and took two steps forward with his sword.

"Hehe, don't be like this, meeting is fate, just now in the forest, I was moved by your so-called brotherhood, and I couldn't help but want to laugh, so I came out and said a few words" The white-haired monk said with a smile.

"Our brotherhood is higher than the sky, and the righteousness of adversity is thicker than the earth, you laugh at it!" Mo Shusheng did not have the slightest vigilance of the disciples of the Buddhist Sect, and scolded loudly.

"Hahaha, the cultivation world is the weak, don't say anything about tribulation, even if your own brothers still stab each other, your coy posture is also fake," the white-haired monk shook his head and sneered.

"Daoist friends are not good at what they say, the avenue is lacking, not to mention everything, there are exceptions to everything, we brothers treat each other with all sincerity, share honor and disgrace, it is not the deception of ordinary secular people, I don't think you are a wicked person, why are you so embarrassed!" Situ Haonan is much more experienced than Mo Shusheng and others, and said calmly.

"Okay, let's see later, you're Li Chong?" the white-haired monk looked at Li Chong after speaking.

"What's the matter, you're here for me too?" Li Chong felt a little strange and said warily to the other party.

"Hehe, it was a joke just now, please forgive me" The white-haired monk's expression suddenly made a 180-degree turn, and said with a smile, as if this was his true face.

"Cut! What is Grandpa Feng, Buddha and Grandpa Mo, say, what is the purpose of approaching my sixth brother!" Mo Kill said loudly.

"There is no purpose, I just want to make a friend," the monk who called himself Feng Gonggong denied his head as if he were plucking a drum.

"Don't talk nonsense in front of the Buddha, you old boy can see the speed at which he changes his face, and you know that it's not a good thing, fourth, kill him!" Mo Shusheng said with a look at Ren Qingangel.

"Die!" Ren Qingtian snorted softly, and walked towards Feng Gonggong with the ice glass sword in his hand, an icy chill emanating from his body, leaving a layer of ice on the ground with every step.

"It's a few acquaintances, don't do it, don't do it, you may not know me, my master must know you!" Feng Gonggong said as he stepped back.

"Who is your master?" Mo Shusheng asked disdainfully.

"My master has an eyebrow!"

"One eyebrow, I don't know! Fourth, kill!" Mo Zhisheng said directly without thinking.

"Wait! Is your master really Yimei?" Li Chong said suspiciously, Yimei he really knew, when he was in Xiaolin City, people also gave him four sentences, and he still remembers those four sentences.

"Hongchen has had a lot of hatred since ancient times, Jiuqu is born with fate, heaven and earth are not smooth, and a hard heart is true!" Feng Gonggong didn't explain, and leisurely read out four sentences that Li Chong couldn't be familiar with.

"Sixth, this sounds familiar, it seems that it was really said to you that day!" Situ Haonan and Ren Qingtian's faces changed at the same time, and the two of them were also present that day, so they naturally had some impressions.

"What are you talking about, what are you frowning and eyebrows, Lingling, do you know?" Mo Shusheng was a little confused and looked at Chen Lingling.

"I don't know either," Chen Lingling shook her head.

"If I'm not mistaken, you are the inheritor of the Divine King of the Middle Domain!" Situ Haonan's face changed and changed, and finally he seemed to think of something, and said sharply.