The night was shrouded, and in the Five Immortal Peaks, there were no stars to be seen, and it was as dark as ink.

I don't know when, at the 10,000th step, two big chairs are side by side, on one big chair, Dongfang Qingqing sits cross-legged, pranayama with a straight face, and on the other chair, Tianjiu crosses Erlang's legs, nibbles his spirit pork, sits on a small wine, and lies in the big chair, looking leisurely.

At the 10,000 steps, Nan Zhantian's eyes were resolute, and he stepped forward resolutely, always holding the broken sword, his robe hunting in the dark night, and his tense body was like an unsheathed sword.

"Boy, did you say that Nan Zhantian was moving forward in the dark and bearing several times the huge pressure?" Dongfang Qingqing suddenly asked.

"This nerd, ignore him, a typical sullen type, it's okay to find a smoke, he can leave if he wants to. Tianjiu shook his head and smiled.

"He wouldn't be afraid to carry me again, would he?"

"Hey, it's possible. The kid asserts that you are the first beauty he holds!"

"It's a back, not a hug!" Dongfang Qingqing said angrily.

"It's the same for Nan Zhantian, as long as the beauty is on him, it's like holding a coal, it's strange if he doesn't run! Alas, I'm afraid he will be unlucky again this time!"

"Unlucky?

"Last time he drank my wine and broke the drinking ring, Zuihou was broken by me; ”

"Ahem, cough, dead boy, you tease your third aunt again, and the third aunt cleans you up. Dongfang Qingqingyu's face flushed, and she gritted her teeth and snorted.

"Hehe, third aunt, you are not old at all. I've blushed many times today. It looks like your spring has arrived. ”

"Go, go, go, dead boy. Okay, don't drink, it's poison in your body and mind, and you have to hurry up and breathe. For the next three or four days, you have to carry your old body. ”

"Hehe, not necessarily I will carry it. But you're right, it's really time for you to cultivate!"

After Tianjiu finished speaking, he took out a small jade bottle. Pull off the cap, grunt, and swallow a large mouthful of white liquid.

"Huh, boy, what are you drinking?" Dongfang Qingqing frowned.

"Good thing!

"Dragon?"

"Oh, it's the old dragon's saliva, do you want to drink some?"

"No, no, no, the old body doesn't drink saliva!" Dongfang Qingqing waved his hand again and again.

"Alas, but it has a lot of benefits! After refining, it can strengthen the body, increasing the strength of the law body tenfold. Why don't you come some?"

"Forget it, forget it! You can do it yourself! The third aunt meditates and breathes!" Dongfang Qingqing was agitated for a moment, and quickly closed his eyes and said nothing.

"Then don't blame the kid for being reluctant to give it to you. Kid doesn't care about the saliva of beautiful women. It's still the old dragon's saliva, as long as it's beneficial to practice. Hey, hey, hey!"

Tian Jiu smiled evilly, crossed his knees and began to refine the horns that had been taken out of the horns of the Water Sin Dragon.

Half an hour passed quietly, a huge metallic roar came from the mountain, the path swayed violently, and then, the cloud of fire rushed straight down, instantly drowning the two people in the big chair.

The fire cloud dissipated, and Tianjiu looked at the big chair that had been burned to ashes, revealing a sore expression. He raised his eyes, and in the extreme distance, a gray figure suddenly shot down, and then a golden figure shot down, and two people stood three hundred feet away.

"Gaga! It's really Nan Zhantian! He's really abused! Look at how dare you touch a beautiful woman's ass!"

"Boy, don't laugh, go and help him!" Dongfang Qingqing shouted in a low voice.

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Nan Zhantian held the sword in his left hand and the hilt of the sword in his right hand, looking like he was excited at any time, the hem of his gray robe was gone, and several cracks were torn by the sword qi on his chest, vaguely revealing a strong bone muscle.

On the opposite side, an old man in a golden robe stood upright, brushing his golden beard lightly. A small cut in his arm had been cut by the sword, and blood was bubbling slightly. Overhead, several long horns protruded, and three feet above the horns, a small golden sword buzzed and circled, bursting out with terrifying coercion.

"Boy, you are very strong! There are not many people who can take the old man's more than ten swords. Say, what's your name?"

"Zhan Tian, you are the Golden Dragon, why did you sneak attack Zhan Mou?"

"Sneak attack, boy, don't you think it's dangerous to walk here at night?"

"Zhan Mou's ambition is in the Xianmen, and no danger can stop Zhan Mou, and you are the same!" Nan Zhantian finished speaking, his qi, intentions, and mangs began to condense again, and the five fingers of his right hand slowly clenched the hilt of the sword.

"Wait, boy, the old man doesn't want to fight you again!" the golden-robed old man hurriedly raised his hand to stop.

"Oh, then you're going to give way?" Nan Zhantian asked with a squint.

"Yes!" the old man said. But you just need to pay a little bit of laisee, and you're good to go!"

"Li Shi?!" Nan Zhan Tian showed a depressed look: "Zhan is alone and penniless, except for this sword, how can Li Shi?"

"Wouldn't you? You are a great monk, and you are so poor?"

The golden-robed old man's eyes widened, and his face showed a depressed look. This Zhan Tian has the Qi of Chengtian on his body, and he should be carrying the Chengtian Jade Plate. He had no intention of stopping him, but out of curiosity, he tried a few of these daring guys. If you slander him for a little treasure, and then let him go, his face will be passable.

Just when the old man in the golden robe was stunned, on the way to the path, there was a faint sound of footsteps, and Tianjiu carried Dongfang Qingqing to Baizhang away.

The golden-robed old man's eyes suddenly lit up, stared at Dongfang Qingqing for more than ten breaths, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Zuihou set his gaze on Tianjiu, and after a brief glance, the look of sarcasm was clear at a glance.

Just when Tianjiu thought that the old man in the golden robe would sneer, the old man in the golden robe suddenly shook a few times, changed his disdainful look, and the depths of his eyes were filled with great excitement. However, it was fleeting, and he immediately pulled down his golden face, his eyes were sharp, and he shouted: "Where did the thief come from? Climbing the mountain late at night, I really don't know whether to live or die!"

"Hey, hey, is there a mistake?!You don't sleep in the middle of the night, you fight and kill here, not only wake up the master's sweet dream, but also burn the master's big chair, old man, you shout again, the master plucks out your miscellaneous hair. Tianjiu put down Dongfang Qingqing, waved his big hand, and the Tianji Treasure Knife held horizontally in front of his chest.

"Knife?" The golden-robed old man shook his head and smiled: "The old man has met someone with a knife for the first time in a thousand years. The knife is the instrument of the last stream, how can it be brave?"

"Wordy!Sky Split~!"

Tianjiu snorted lightly and slashed out without warning.

A light blade shot out, and under the weight of hundreds of millions of jun, the light blade still conjured up a hideous dragon head the size of a zhang, and the distance of a hundred zhang was instantaneous.

"Oops! Golden Light!" Before the exclamation fell, the golden-robed old man disappeared in an instant.

The hideous dragon head slashed through the air, and before the old man stood, he drilled into the ground, and the bluestone ground, which was comparable to pure gold, suddenly cracked a gap a foot long, and extended to a hundred zhang deep before slowly closing it.

After three breaths, in the black abyss of his right hand, there was a fluctuation, the golden light shook slightly, and the old man in the golden robe stepped out. The back of its golden robe was gone, revealing a piece of glittering gold wire armor inside.

The old man's face twitched, and he pointed at Tianjiu and shouted: "Boy, you are too ruthless! If you don't agree with each other, you will cut people with a knife, if the old man doesn't escape quickly, you will cut them into melon petals!"

"Cut! Who told you to stop the road and rob it! This black rumbling guy is definitely not a good person!"

"Robbery, is it okay for the old man to be a golden dragon! This is the territory that the old man guarded!" said the old man in the golden robe.

"Golden Dragon?!"

Tianjiu and Nanzhan Tian secretly took a cool breath, and finally confirmed the conjecture in their hearts. The water dragon has not been shaped, and it is already extremely sharp. This mostly transformed golden evil dragon, the power is only afraid of being even more unfathomable. Dongfang Qingqing on the side of Zuihou was also excited, and hurriedly wiped out a flying sword.

"Haha, are you afraid? You customs passers, don't play cards according to the rules, and want to take advantage of the night to deceive the old man's surveillance, but there is no door! I want to pass the level, and give you two ways: first, defeat the golden dragon sword on the old man's head; second, buy the old man, let you go." ”

"This ...... Brother Zhan, can you defeat him?" Tianjiu quietly transmitted.

"No! Zhan Tian tried the Nine Swords, and he dissolved them all. ”

"What about our joint attack?" Tianjiu still didn't give up.

"Half of the victory and half of the defeat, this old guy is not very strong in his body, and there are few flaws in his body. ”

"You two little babies, have you discussed it? are you going to beat or buy the old man?" the golden-robed old man rolled his eyes and shouted.

Tian Jiu's eyes kept blinking, and he found that the divine sense of the golden-robed old man was always on his body, and he seemed to be very interested in himself.

"Ahem, Jin Xianlong, the kid is self-aware, if he fights, he will fight a tie at most. Look at your thief's eyes, say, what do you fancy on the kid?"

"Hehe! The world can tempt people is nothing more than spars, treasures and beauties, the old man likes treasures and beauties, see that you are all so poor and sour, or will you leave the beauties?"

"Beauty?!" Tian Jiu first glared at the golden-robed old man, and then glanced back at Dongfang Qingqing, revealing a sore expression. (To be continued......)