Zhou Buchen only felt his feet shaking, as if the mountain was shaking and the earth was shaking, and subconsciously rose up and sank in the air.

"What's going on?" Zhou Buchen raised his eyebrows, and in a blink of an eye, a beam of light enveloped him.

There was also a beam of light covering Luo Chuan.

"Wake me up again! What's the matter? Tell me!" Bai Bat's tone was very bad.

"Who is that?" Zhou Buchen asked in a low voice, feeling the terrifying deterrence.

"It's this white bat, left by Li Xuangan that guy. Bai Yiqing called it a small bat." Luo Chuan said.

Zhou Buchen's eyes lit up again, he laughed, took out the wine pot and drank it: "Interesting."

"What little bat! I have a name." The white bat's unhappy voice rang out.

"Oh? Then what are your name?" Luo Chuan asked.

"Hmph! You all listen to me, my name is Little Turba." Bai Bat said proudly.

puff!

Zhou Buchen squirted out a sip of wine. Luo Chuan also slammed.

After a while, Zhou Buchen asked, "Who gave you this name?"

"Stupid! So stupid! You still need to ask! Of course it's Li Xuangan!"

"Have he said the meaning of this name?" Luo Chuan asked.

"Of course there is!"

"What did he say?"

"He said that this name represents the most domineering and smartest existence in the world! You don't know this, you're so stupid!"

Luo Chuan and Zhou Buchen looked at each other and raised their middle fingers to Li Xuangan.

Li Xuangan, how unscrupulous are you?

"Okay, little turtle. I have used a bat pattern. You said you can help me complete any thing." Luo Chuan said.

"Apart from helping you fight and kill people to improve your cultivation, you can do anything. Don't be greedy! Don't try to break the rules! I'm very smart!" Bai Bat said vigilantly.

Zhou Buchen interrupted, "If I want you to help me find a spiritual vein in Tianqijing, is that okay?"

"No!" Bai Bat refused decisively: "This is to help you improve your cultivation, I can't do it!"

Luo Chuan and Zhou Buchen looked at each other, then smiled faintly: "Don't worry, you are so smart, how dare I do whatever you want? I just want you to help me train a few Taoist soldiers. Is it okay?"

"How many Taoist soldiers? There can't be too many, and their cultivation level cannot exceed yours. Otherwise, it will consume my innate origin. I am not mature yet!" Bai Bat was still vigilant.

"Not many, no more than thirty-six." Luo Chuan said calmly.

Zhou Buchen took a sip of wine and was very happy. He didn't know why Luo Chuan had already started to get into a trap.

"Oh..." The white bat hesitated for a while: "Where are they all?"

"Just in Tianqijing. You have great magical powers and boundless powers. You are definitely the most promising turtle in the Nine Heavens. It is easy for you to capture them here." Luo Chuan said.

"Of course." Bai Bat was proud and began to think about it: "Thirty-six Taoist soldiers, according to the laws of Taoist soldiers' immortal responsibilities, can only cultivate one great realm of Taoist masters... No problem!"

"Then we've agreed. You have to refine them all into Taoist soldiers before you can continue to sleep, otherwise you will be a rude turtle." Luo Chuan narrowed his eyes.

"That's it!" Bai Bat responded vigorously.

"Zhou Buchen." Luo Chuan blinked at Zhou Buchen: "You can describe the appearance of the thirty-six people to the little turtle."

"Haha, no problem."

On the Central Ring Road of Tianqi Jing, Lijun's high mountain, and on the Bingrong Plank Road, a short old man with a ragged body grabbed a silver-scale pangolin with a two hundred-year-old life and chewed it in big mouths.

The night is dark, the moon is full, and the wind is high.

The old man's face was covered with blood, and the residue of minced meat could be vaguely seen at the corner of his mouth. In front of and behind him, the bones of strange beasts and ferocious birds were piled up like mountains.

He squatted on the plank road and swallowed it as if no one was around. His legs were broken and he could not walk. Behind him was even more skin and flesh was bursting, breaking and shocking holes, and his bones and organs were vaguely visible.

Even so, none of the Zhendan realm cultivators on both sides of the plank road dared to step forward.

This short old man with broken legs and lingering in lingering is nothing but a famous left-minded man five hundred years ago, known as the Land Demon Ancestor!

At the peak, the third level of Guixu cultivation had two fifth-level methods. Because the child was humiliated, one person was rampant in twelve medium-sized countries, killing five kings, one third-level powerhouse in Guixu, twenty-eight masters in the transformation realm, and hundreds of cultivators in the True Dan realm, and even killing a master with his own hands.

On the list of Left Dao Evil Demons, it once ranked in the top fifteen.

Later, he was captured by the Daxia National Master himself, abolished his magic power and imprisoned the Haisha dungeon to serve as a warning to you.

After escaping from Daxia Daozunyuan, there were more than 50 Zhendan cultivators who were damaged by him, and the rest were seriously injured. They even attacked a team of guardian Taoist soldiers on Lijun Mountain and ate more than a hundred ferocious birds and strange beasts.

"He is no longer able to do it! Friends of the Taoist are still hesitating! Kill an evil demon ancestor, reward one million Yin coins, and a sixth grade method! "

On the outside of the plank road, the monks in the Taoist priest scanned the left and right and shouted in a low voice.

After the words came, nearly a hundred monks in the realm of Zhendan were all showing their desire to get it, but no one dared to step forward for a long time.

"Hmph, a bunch of cowards, look at this!"

A third-level monk from True Pill walked out of the crowd. He was naked and his skin looked slightly dark, emitting copper light under the moonlight. The tempering of his body had obviously reached a certain level.

With a clang, the monk summoned a flying sword, his body trembled and tore the air, and appeared five steps behind the Earth Demon Ancestor. The flying sword turned into green fire above the monk's head, besieging the Earth Demon Ancestor from all directions.

Looking at the unmoved ancestor of the Earth Demon, the cultivator's face was full of heat and his eyes showed greed. He had been hiding at the end of the crowd, just to wait until this moment, kill the ancestor of the Earth Demon, and gain both fame and fortune when he had the last breath left.

It was not until the sword fire came that the Earth Demon Ancestor raised his head, glanced at the monk sideways, and spit out two words: "Rat!"

Buzz!

The black aura spread out, like an infinite abyss, covering the monk and flying sword. The old ancestor of the earth demon stretched and shrank his right hand. He was clearly four or five steps away from the monk, but a beating heart was lying in his blood-stained hand.

The monk's aura instantly sluggished, he fell to the ground and died on the spot.

The Earth Demon Ancestor exposed the hollow sect by this action. Many sharp-eyed cultivators took the opportunity to summon the flying swords and shot them at the Earth Demon Ancestor. Although the Earth Demon Ancestor's cultivation is at the third level of Guixu, his magic power has long been abolished. In the past few days, he has replenished his qi and blood along the way, but he has recovered his skills.

Even so, dozens of flying swords containing Dangang Dan Demon were blocked by him with various incredible techniques. As the number of monks attacked and the number of flying swords increased, he gradually became a little powerless. His movements slowed down. There was no worry or panic in his eyes. Instead, he became more and more crazy.

"He can't do it anymore! Get more effort!"

"Don't panic! That's a sign of a rebirth!"

"Hahaha! This old demon is finally going to be killed!"

With the concerted efforts of dozens of monks, the flying sword finally broke through the obstacles of the Earth Demon Ancestor and was about to penetrate the heart of thousands of swords.

But at this moment, a white light fell from the sky, wrapping up the Earth Demon Ancestor.

In a blink of an eye, the Earth Demon Ancestor disappeared on the Bingrong Plank Road, leaving only a group of stunned monks.

...

Almost at the same time, outside the 20-story Tongtian Zuixian Pavilion, the largest restaurant in the Lower Ring Road, was surrounded by nearly a hundred cavalry flying cranes.

The Taoist soldiers from the Zhendan realm surrounded the formation and stared nervously at the fat white man drinking wine on the 20th floor of the restaurant.

Although the fat white man was fat, when he sat in front of the window and drank, he gave people the feeling of a handsome young man. The fat white man was fat, tall, with a drooping eyebrows. He was noble and elegant, with a dignified and dignified manner, and was filled with a faint fairy smell. He was almost like a pair of boys playing the piano and incense.

No Taoist soldier dared to step forward. Even though he knew that the fat man in the building had already declined his cultivation level and had only the skills of the True Dan Realm, he was seriously injured. The Taoist soldiers just watched vigilantly and kept their formation tightly.

Even though he has been imprisoned by the Haisha Dungeon for more than 300 years, no one will forget that on that rainy night three hundred years ago, he sneaked into the Tiannan Law Enforcement Alliance alone and killed four ancestors and escaped untied!

With the third level of Guixu cultivation, two skills of the fifth-level martial arts, he once squeezed into the top ten of the evil demons on Tiannan Zuodao, and was even more proficient in a bizarre assassination technique.

It was not until the National Master of Daxia that he captured him, abolished his magic power, imprisoned the sea evil dungeon, eroded his body day and night, and shocked the heretics of the south.

"Have you arrived yet?" the Taoist commander asked in a low voice.

"Ten transfer orders have been issued. All the experts in the Infant Transformation Realm who were called out from the Shanghuan are chasing other ancestors, and none of them are here so far."

"Hmph, everyone bullies the weak and is afraid of the strong. The White-Browed Old Demon is also only in the true alchemy realm, but no one dares to come!" The commander of the Taoist soldier snorted coldly: "Issuing another order!"

"Here!"

It was raining lightly at some point in the sky, and the rain became heavier and heavier.

The old demon Baimei drank wine, looked at the rain, coughed up blood and laughed: "This year's killing night is coming soon, so I really want to go back and take a look."

In front of the Zuixian Tower, the mist and rain were hazy, and the rich aroma of wine was lingering in the rain. The Feiyun Taoist soldiers suddenly became a little intoxicated.

When they came to their senses, they looked at the top of the attic. The elegant white-browed old demon had disappeared. If it weren't for the spiritual fruits and wine that had fallen all over the floor and the corpses of Taoist soldiers all over the building, who would have believed that there was an old demon drinking there?

On the rainy night in Tianqijing, the old demon ancestors who had not been killed and were hiding everywhere in the Third Ring Road disappeared almost at the same time, leaving only the dull-looking monks chasing.

Dong!

Dong!

Dong!

Dong!

...

In the White Bat Square in front of the mountain city, people kept falling.

“Twelve, thirteen, fourteen…nineteen, twenty.”

Luo Chuan and Zhou Buchen stood aside and counted with their fingers.

"There are only twenty left." Luo Chuan finally determined the number of people.
Chapter completed!