Swish!

The sound of tearing up suddenly became crazy.

Zunwu, the old demon, was divided into two from head to hip, and even his soul was killed, and blood spurted out!

Dao Lang killed this beast in troubled times!

On the other side, Gu Xijin, Yunlai Zhenren, Fang Junmei, Sanhua Zhenren, and even the three old men before, Fang Buhui, were all shocked.

Is there really a certain number of things in this world?

What the Dao Lang lost in troubled times has to be snatched back by himself?

The old woman Sanhua Zhenren immediately had a bright light in her eyes, but no matter what kind of things she liked in troubled times, she must grab them.

His eyes flashed again and he was about to come.

"My grandmaster saves me, this fire cannot be extinguished!"

At this moment, Fang Buhui's shouting came, his voice was miserable and painful. On one of the woman's arms, blood-colored flames burned, and she was so anxious that she jumped her feet. It was definitely not false.

Not only her, but also two other human races in the mid-stage period are still burning at this moment, and they are also very anxious.

The real person Sanhua struggled for a while, and finally rushed to Fang Buhui's direction first.

Fang Junmei glanced at Fang Buhui's direction, and an inexplicable feeling of heartache arose in her heart, but there was no time to think more!

Swish!

A flash came to Dao Lang's side in troubled times.

"Take the knife!"

Fang Junmei shouted loudly and guarded him. Zhuang Youde also guarded him, and the two had no time to say hello.

Bang bang bang-

On the other side, Gu Xijin finally took action towards Yunlai Zhenren and began to entangle the other party.

At this moment, Dao Lang had no time to say hello to Fang Gu and others. He raised his arms and was about to tear open the hole in the storage space.

"be mine!"

The incident happened again, and the roar sounded around me.

The old man in the late stage of the Zhiren who was repelled before also appeared beside the three of them, and with a magical power, he hit the three of them.

"roll!"

Fang Junmei shouted angrily and rushed towards the other party with Zhuang Youde.

Bang!

The explosion sounded, and the three of them were blown away together, leaving only the Dao Lang in the troubled times, guarding him tightly in the middle and not flying out.

Swish!

With the sound of tearing, Daolang in the troubled times finally tore up Zunwu's storage space.

At this moment, as long as he stretches out his hand, he can take back his own things.

"If you dare to move, I will immediately shoot you into a pool of meat paste!"

But at this moment, another change came.

The powerful and terrifying pressure almost pressed against all the monks in the field. The terrifying pressure that accompanied it came with the voice of an old man, extremely cold and murderous intent!

The ancestors have arrived!

The whole story in everyone's heart.

The expression of the Dao Lang in the troubled times became even more depressed. Only a little bit later could he get his knife back.

But now, does he dare to move?

Swish!

Another sound of breaking through the air was howling, and another figure was around Dao Lang in troubled times.

He was a fat old man in a white robe, as if he was a small mountain of meat, as he was a Taoist of Bashan. His white beard and white hair were connected in messy manner, with a red wine-trough nose, looking like an old drunkard.

"It's him!"

All of them, including Fang Junmei and others, recognized them in an instant.

The old man is named Chihai, who was the ancestor monk who led the local monks when they went to the ancient Wanhua Cave Heaven.

I had a happy expression back then, but today I was cold and solemn.

"roll!"

Chi Hai's eyes were like fire, swept the chaotic world Dao Lang and shouted coldly, with indescribable disdain.

When the Dao Lang heard this, he had a complicated look and no movement immediately.

Gu Xijin and others stopped at this moment, and their eyes fell on him. Although Gu Xijin's master was Xing Chenzi, even if Xing Chenzi didn't come, he would not be scared away even if he came. As for the Blue Sea and Qingtian Order in Fang Junmei's hand, it was only useful to the Four Saints monks.

"You're not going out yet. Do you want me to invite you?"

Drink Chihai again!

...

The look of the sword man in troubled times was extremely struggling.

After another breath or two, he finally walked silently in the void and walked towards Fang Junmei and his two men, with an extremely humiliating look in his eyes.

But so what?

"Don't move! No matter what means you hide, you can't take it out! We can't afford to mess with the local masters now! Let him take it!"

Although it was humiliated, Dao Lang still remembered sending a message to Fang Junmei and others. He had already seen a different light in Fang Junmei's eyes and quickly stopped him.

For a moment, there was no other voice except the wailing of the two human monks.

The blood and fire of the demon in Fang Buhui has been quickly destroyed by the Master Sanhua with the ninth level of water.

Everyone's eyes fell on Chi Hai together, and their faces looked ugly.

You can do your unique skills, use all your scheming, and let you bet the right bet again and again. In the end, you will be helpless if you are not as good as others.

As soon as the ancestor of the human race came out, he crushed everyone!

"Hahaha--"

After only a moment, Chihai's pride and excited laughter rose up wildly, spreading in this underground world.

There was a knife in his hand, a snow-white thick-backed knife exuding a powerful and cold killing atmosphere.

Chi Hai held the knife and laughed to the sky.

Fang Junmei and others looked at each other with a more complicated look!

Swish!

Chi Hai did not give others the chance to snatch it, so he stuffed it into his storage space like a flying one. He turned around and looked at everyone. His eyes flashed sharply, and he laughed again and said, "Boys, you're doing a good job. I'll reward you with other things in his storage space!"

After the words came to an end, the light of his body flew into the distance.

This battle ended here.

At least he is no longer a cultivator of Fang Junmei and others. He can now mix it up. Daolang in the troubled times has never snatched his treasure back.

Swish!

The sound of breaking through the air came again, and the old man in the late stage of the Sutra without saying a word, picked up the two cultivators burning the blood and fire of the demons and flew into the distance.

Fang Junmei and others looked at each other.

The sword man slowly rushes to the entrance of Zunwu's space and continues to take up the things inside. No matter how depressed you are, don't waste it.

...

Soon, we came out of the ground together.

The bright world did not make everyone feel more comfortable.

"Everyone, don't worry, just grab it back later."

In the troubled times, Dao Lang comforted everyone first and smiled and said, "I promised first. When I robbed it next time, someone would pick it up for the cheaper one. You will have to pay me one."

When Zhuang Youde and others heard this, they laughed together.

"Yunlai, let's go back, don't regret it, you can follow them."

The old woman must have no idea about Sanhua Zhenren and the others. She said lightly, pulled Yunlai Zhenren and left. The old woman must have felt extremely disappointed.

"Master-maternal grandmother--"

Fang Buhui shouted quickly.

"Don't follow me, go with them!"

The voice of the real person who spreads flowers came from the wind, revealing indescribable disappointment and grief.
Chapter completed!