Chen Jian seemed to be insatiable, but Pang Hai breathed a sigh of relief.

Because the more Chen Jian asks for Grandma Tao, the more he can feel at ease.

Pang Hai was not sure whether Chen Jian also confirmed this, so he deliberately seemed rogue and greedy to make Grandma Tao feel at ease.

But no matter what the reason, as long as he does this, everyone's conflict will be temporarily alleviated.

From Pang Hai's feelings, he felt that Chen Jian was still kind-hearted.

But he couldn't figure out what Chen Jian thought.

However, with Grandma Tao, Pang Hai's understanding of her was mostly about slowing down the military strategy and making plans after her vitality recovered.

When I think of this, Fat Dahai is helpless.

God is pitiful to see that he only wants to practice martial arts with peace of mind in his practice of Taoism, and in life, he just wants to live and wait for death.

Such a passionate inheritance of Youming Dao is really not suitable for him!

"Speaking of this, the residence of the ancestor of the Youth School is very peaceful." Chen Jian robbed the warehouse and came out with satisfaction after getting many treasures he wanted.

The heavy treasures such as Taichu Qijin were still the same, and they were swallowed by the Black Dragon.

While returning home with a lot of loads, Chen Jian was quite curious about the original owner of this ancient house.

Before, he had a feeling when he watched Grandma Tao fight with other Netherworld magicians.

Now that there is another peach blossom on his left wrist, Chen Jian can completely confirm something.

Continued to this day, the inheritance of Taoism in the Netherworld Dao should have also produced different branches.

The lineage of Tao Grandma is probably the most core and orthodox direct descendant, or the branch closest to the orthodox direct descendant.

The ancestor she mentioned, tracing the roots from above, is undoubtedly the most orthodox master of the Netherworld Taoism.

Seeing that the style of this former residence is extremely ancient and the remaining magical restrictions are extremely powerful, Chen Jian even suspected that the original owner here might be the founder of the entire Netherworld Dao.

The powerful and powerful man who opened up such a strange and evil inheritance tradition has such a peaceful and simple style of his daily residence.

Although it seems a bit weird to make the entire house with metal, Chen Jian can now roughly see that this is not the original owner's uniqueness, but is related to the Taoist methods of the Netherworld Tao.

"The Taoism affects people's hearts, but how can a powerful and powerful man like the founder of this sect be compared to ordinary people?" Grandma Tao said calmly: "Have you heard the four words "return to nature"?"

"I've heard it." Chen Jianyan said: "But as you said, a great master like the founder of your school is very comparable to that of a world-class master."

"You guys are just angry when you speak, but I'm too lazy to see you." Grandma Tao snorted: "Do you also agree with the ancestors of this sect?"

Chen Jian said: "I do not agree with the Netherworld Tao, but the talent of the founder of the noble school is naturally understandable."

Grandma Tao said angrily: "It's time to leave. The portal connecting the Yanhuang World here cannot be opened for too long, otherwise it will collapse."

The group immediately left the ancient house made of metal.

As the black banner left the back hall, the mana restrictions here changed, and the outside world regained vitality.

Grandma Tao bowed to the mansion solemnly, and then led Chen Jian and Pang Hai through the Peach Blossom Forest and the more outer primeval forest, and walked towards the entrance when everyone came in.

Several people are now suffering from seven tuberculosis and five injuries, and are exhausted. They can only move out slowly in the jungle with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

When they return to the initial dark portal, they return to the Yanhuang world through the portal.

The surrounding environment instantly changed from spring to wind and snow.

As they gained a foothold, the dark portal behind them closed again, and the huge magic patterns on the ground began to fade.

Chen Jian glanced around and saw a figure standing silently in the wind and snow.

It was the sword cultivator puppet that Grandma Tao mastered.

And around this sword cultivator puppet, three piles of white gray fell.

Even though there was snow buried, Chen Jian could still clearly feel the existence of the three piles of white ash.

The cold dead aura was revealed, and although it gradually disappeared and scattered with the world, it is still clear and clear to everyone that they are the three Nether Puppets controlled by the old man in gray robe.

As the old man in gray robe completely fell, the deceased man controlled by him was finally able to return to the underworld.

The man in white who was proficient in beast control rested again, and the five monsters that he tamed and driven were regained their freedom and naturally no longer guarded the place according to previous orders.

Even if we continue to fight with the six-clawed snow wolf pack, we can move to the battlefield and no longer stick to this place.

In the distance, you can vaguely hear the howls of wolves and beasts roars one after another. Obviously, the red-eyed monsters are still continuing to fight.

The beast roar went further away, and the place in front of me was temporarily cleared.

The mountains around the Snow Valley were pushed down in large numbers, and the broken rocks were everywhere, making a mess.

As a battlefield, previous landform characteristics have been completely changed.

"Although the monsters have left, there have been so many great monsters at the Golden Pill stage here fighting with cultivators, which have caused the nearby earth to collapse. Such a big noise will easily attract more people, right?" Pang Hai asked uneasyly.

Grandma Tao looked serious: "It's already here."

"I admire such a serious injury, and I admire you." A sinister voice said at this time.

A figure appeared on the rocks that were gradually covered by wind and snow in the distance, and his whole body was covered with black robe.

Behind him, a huge black shadow appeared as if it was a hill, with a triangle on his head, a blood-red eyes, and a ferocious spirit. It was a Apricot demon bull.

In other directions, a middle-aged man in black and a giant northern centipede appeared separately.

In the distant sky, a huge snowy vulture flew over the sky, hovering above everyone.

The man in black robe was the Netherworld magician who initially attacked the Tianhai student team and was later defeated by Chen Jian and Tao Grandma.

His breath was weak and he was injured by Grandma Tao before, and he was unable to recover in a short period of time.

But after realizing the huge movement here, he couldn't resist the greed in his heart, so he still came here quietly.

Now when he saw the status of Chen Jian and others, the man in black robe couldn't help but be overjoyed.

He was in a bad situation and several opponents were even worse.

Whether it is Tao Grandma herself, Chen Jian and Heilong, they are all weak at this moment.

It is difficult for Grandma Tao to exert its power at the black banner now. It is not a threat to the man in black robe, but the greatest temptation, which makes him jealous.

Although even his puppet was affected when he was seriously injured, the combat power of Grandma Tao’s sword cultivator puppet was also greatly reduced.

At least the Nether Puppet on his side has a numerical advantage.
Chapter completed!