"The sect of the alchemist cannot be destroyed in the hands of Xu Fu Dafang disciple..." After hesitating for a moment, Volcano continued: "There will be someone who will spread the sect of the alchemist who is destroyed in the hands of Wentianlou and another person. I and Master Guangren Dafang both want to fall into the hands of others for such a thing. So... I can only offend it."

When Volcano said this, he looked at Gui Bugui with a strange expression. Seeing Master Dafang's look at him but stopped, Wu Mian, the arch-rival of Master Dafang, saw that the sect of the alchemist had just collapsed, looked at Gui Bugui, who was standing restless, and said a few words to Volcano: "I know, there will naturally be someone who will take the blame for Guangxiao."

"Thank you" Huo Shan smiled bitterly and glanced at the master beside him. After pausing for a moment, he choked and said to Guangren, "Master, it's time for us to leave too..."

"What are your masters and apprentices' plans in the future?" At this time, Gui Bugui rarely restrained his unfair smile. Looking at Guangren who was about to leave, the Volcano masters and apprentices continued, "As long as you don't go to Donghai to find Xu Fu, I can help more or less."

"I have been bothering Senior Brother Gui for so many years, so I won't be bothered this time." Guangren reluctantly smiled at Gui Bugui and continued, "I have no shame to see Master Xu Fu Dafang, and I plan to walk around with the volcano. I have not had such an opportunity for guarding the sect for so many years. This time I am considered a blessing in disguise and can walk around. I have offended you before, and I hope it can disappear with the collapsed alchemist sect..."

While speaking, Guangren and Volcano's two alchemists turned around and looked at Wu Mian, Gui Bugui and the two monsters. Then Volcano whispered a few words in the master's ear. After Guangren nodded, the two of them activated the Five Elements Escape Technique at the same time and disappeared in front of them.

After watching the two people disappear, Wu Mian glanced at Guigui, who was still feeling resonant. He said in his unique tone: "Old guy, congratulations on your success in battle. From now on, the title of the greatest hero of the collapsed alchemist will fall on you."

"Actually, you didn't understand Volcano's words." Gui Bugui smiled strangely and continued to say to Wu Mian: "Volcano said that the alchemist sect cannot be destroyed by Xu Fu's grandfather disciple. I am also Xu Fu's disciple. What he said just now was not what he said to me..."

Before Gui Bugui finished speaking, Wu Mian's smile froze on his face. At this time, Bai Wuqiu understood it with great difficulty. Erlangzi suddenly slapped his thighs and pointed at Wu Mian, who could already see ice on his face and said, "I understand. Volcano just now wanted to take the blame for the uncle. Uncle Xiao, you are famous now. Everyone in the world knows that you are the one who makes you fall down and say that..."

At the end of the day, Wu Mian finally turned his face. He immediately spitted an arc of electric shock as thick as a bowl on Erlangzi's body. Bai Wuqiu fell to the ground in an instant, and twitched with foaming mouth. After putting Erlangzi down, Wu Mian turned around and stood up with eyebrows and said to Gui Bugui, "Old guy, do you want to avenge your son?"

"You don't know, old man, I'm not very familiar with it..." Seeing Wu Mian still looking for an angry place from him, Gui Bugui didn't suffer any loss at the moment. He took the initiative to draw the boundary between him and Erlangzi. Seeing that he was not trapped, Wu Mian snorted, ignoring the father and the other two. He took Xiao Rensan down from the mountain.

After watching Wu Mian walk away, Gui Bugui then helped his cheap son up. He whispered to Bai Wuqiu, who was still flowing white foam along the corner of his mouth: "It's not that old man, I'm talking to you, silly boy, you know in your heart that you can just be happy secretly. Why don't you mention that pot without opening it? You have to say it clearly?"

Bai Wuqiu's body relaxed for a long time before stopping his twitching. He said to Wu Mian's position down the mountain with aggrieved expression: "I know which pot he has?"

From this day on, there were rumors on the market that the alchemist sect was destroyed by Wu Mian and Wentianlou. This rumor was very clear. From what Wu Mian, who offended the alchemist sect, it seemed that Volcano had taken great pains to put this damn pot on Wu Mian's head.

On the day after the alchemist's sect was destroyed, Guangxiao and the two posters separated. Because he was worried that Guangren and the Volcano master and disciple would take revenge, he did not dare to hide in the White Horse Temple, but instead hid in the palace with the Zhenfeng treasure clone he had obtained through a lot of hardships.

Guangxiao first reported to the real Liu Yan that the "good news" that the alchemist's sect had collapsed, and then used the excuse to prevent the remnants of the alchemist's sect from being arrested and harmed the emperor. Guangxiao stayed with Liu Yan, but in fact, he used the emperor as a shield. Volcano, Guangren was afraid of accidentally hurting the emperor and affecting the country's destiny, so he would be afraid.

As for the Zhenfeng treasure mirror, Guangxiao planned to wait until the peace was complete before practicing. Such things were not a pity. If Guangren practiced rashly, he would not even have room for fighting back.

After returning to the palace, Guangxiao wanted to uncover the mystery that he had been unable to understand. How did Guangren pass through his ten thousand dead soldiers, and in a moment he returned to the General Sect of the Fangshi. According to Guangxiao's understanding, Xu Fu would have been able to do it. He knew in his heart how much Guangren was, no matter how diligent he had in his magic, he could not surpass Xu Fu.

The 10,000 dead soldiers at the time have now become 10,000 corpses. Judging from the characteristics of these people's death, it is a symptom of spending one hour of life after taking Poyang Pill Liquid. There are no external injuries on the bodies of these ten thousand dead soldiers, and there is no trace of Guangren's attack at all.

The strangest thing is that there is one missing person here. Mo Li, who is carrying a long sword, is not among the ten thousand dead soldiers. Mo Li was specially arranged by the poster with a mask. Strictly speaking, Mo Li is the disciple of the poster whose magic was sealed. However, since his master lost his magic, his temperament changed drastically, and he had already looked like another poster who was a sensible person.

In order to help him divide his soul, the mask owner arranged Mo Li among the dead soldiers. He did not give him any extra treatment, but also gave him a bottle of Soul Yang Pill Liquid. He asked Mo Li to end his life here. Although his master strongly opposed it, Mo Li still did not escape this fate. But now this disciple is missing, even if he dies with the ten thousand dead soldiers, where is the body?

Just as Guangxiao was looking for Mo Li's body among ten thousand dead people, in the largest house in a small county twenty miles outside Luoyang City, the one Guangxiao was looking for Mo Li had already opened his eyes. Seeing the two white-bearded old men in front of him, Mo Li realized after he had seen these two white-bearded old men himself. One was Xi Yingzhen, the first person in land magic, and the other was the king of demons in the world who had harmed him.

"Am I... dead?" Mo Li asked this because in his last memory, he had already rushed to Guangren's side. The old sorcerer suddenly appeared between him and Guangren. After Xi Yingzhen appeared, he slapped him without saying a word. When he opened his eyes again, he was here. Mo Li couldn't figure out whether he was dead or alive...

"Bah! After being slapped by Grandpa Warlock, do you still have the face to ask if it is dead or alive?" Xi Yingzhen spat on Mo Li's face and continued, "The demon king of Lao Xinjiang and Guangren, who was slapped by Grandpa Warlock, are you the demon king of Xiaoyao, and tell me, who can you compare with the two of them?"

"Then I'm dead, forget about my sword, everyone is dead, so there is no need to care about that sword..." Mo Li breathed a sigh of relief when he decided that he was dead.
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