Chapter 1? Four: Faces are ruined

When he flew to Tianshan, he didn't expect to find Wuhua, and even Piaomiao Peak disappeared. Obviously, the wonderful monk Wuhua had decided not to get involved in this muddy water, and blocked the entire Piaomiao Peak and Lanruo Temple on the mountain with the Wuxiang Wunian Qinglian Realm.

Piaomiao Peak can fly, and maybe it has already flown into unknown places in the cloud desert.

He met another bald monk in Tianshan, who was also wearing white clothes, but the bald monk's robe was far from that. It was dirty and had two sleeves shiny. He sat in front of the mountain and grabbed a roasted butter-shaped wild boar legs in his hand and ate it.

"Master Wuxiang?" Yang Jiu asked.

"Hahahahahahahaha, so you know that my reputation is so great that I am so powerful in the world. Haha, it's great. How much money are you going to pay to hire me? I am Wuhua's senior brother, Wuxiang Divine Palm is invincible in the world. Hello, I say Grand Master Yang, you..."

Yang Jiu had already talked to the girl beside him, "Hongxiu, is it you? Did you run out like this?"

"What's the good thing about Lanruo Temple in Piaomiao Peak? Where can I stay for the rest of my life? I'm so depressed! It's better to come out and travel around the world with you. Brother Yang, I know your heroic deeds. You are so powerful that you beat the monks in the world scream. Now many people are scared to death when they hear your name!" Hongxiu's eyes shone, "I should really bring me with me, and Sister Xiangyu's instant killing. Tsk tsk, that's the best killing move in the world, much better than this big monk who always likes to brag."

"Hey, little girl, you burned my temple, beat my apprentice's slap, and killed my crane... I haven't even bothered with you yet. You said I brag? My formless God Palm is so powerful that everyone is afraid of, and I will brag?"

"Bah, you dog meat monk, last time you peeked at Xiao Huan's sister taking a shower, thinking I didn't know?" Hongxiu cursed.

"Shh, you can't say this nonsense. Is that a little sister? That's an old monster. Will I peek at the old monster taking a bath?"

This Wuying really has a personality.

Yang Jiu looked at his body and said that although most of the silver bills were handed over to Ding Xue, it was fine to find a silver bill worth ten thousand taels. He handed the silver bill over and the monk Wuying immediately smiled.

"Okay, it's really generous. He is a rich man. Now everyone in the world says that the wealth of the people of the Rakshasa in Beizhou is in your hands. It seems that it's true. I'll sell you more than 100 kilograms of meat. My requirements are very low. Every day, big fish, big meat, dog meat, good wine, and a monthly salary of 5,000 taels of silver. How about it?" said the monk Wuxiang.

"Okay, no problem. I wonder if you think of the border town of Huangzhou, obeying my subordinates Ding Xue, or following me?" Yang Jiu asked with a smile.

"Who is Ding Xue? A younger man, I feel insecure to follow him. I have to rely on my Wuxiang Divine Palm in everything. It's too tiring and not cost-effective." Wuxiang said.

"Then, come with me. I built a palace on the Great Snow Mountain of Cangyun in Lanzhou. I was about to compete with the old man Tianxing. You can use the formless divine palm to try his 'broken nebula'." Yang Jiudao.

"Old man Tianxing Lin Shizong? I'm not crazy yet. That old man has many friends. If you go with you, the big monk, my bones must be removed by them. Those old people are not good things. They can beat you. They talk about demeanor. If they can't beat you, they will fight together, and they keep saying that they are fighting for the thief for heaven and everyone will be punished. If they don't do it, I'd better go to the border town of Huangzhou. This little girl returns to the original owner, and I'm afraid of her!" Wuxiang jumped up.

"The monk is so fast!" Yang Jiulei was over.

"Brother Yang, you are so cunning. You made Qingyunzi turn into letters and send me to Lanruo Temple. But when you arrive at Lanruo Temple, the stinky monk with coquettish skin pressed me down and asked me to help him wash and cook. It's so hateful!" Hongxiu said.

"Oh, then he must be guilty." Yang Jiu said with a smile.

"Yes, how do you know? I used his clothes as linen and sprinkled sand in his rice. The monk kept saying it was delicious. Haha, but his land had a tooth blown off. Later, when I was cooking, I burned the kitchen and half of Lanruo Temple was burned. He didn't dare to let me do anything." Hongxiu said with a smile.

"No wonder I'm going to send you down the mountain."

"Yes, but Han Xue was left on the mountain. Your two souls, Bai Yunzi and Qing Yunzi, were also killed by several hateful old monks. They said that you could not hear any news from Sister Han Xue, but you don't have to worry. Sister Han Xue is learning spells with Sister Xiao Huan." Hongxiu said.

"Oh, then I'm relieved. I originally planned to let you go to Huangzhou together, but I'm not good at your Taoism. Please follow me for a while first, but Cangyun Daxue Mountain is a boring place."

"What's the matter? Being with Brother Yang is better than being anywhere."

Hongxiu was very clever and didn't ask Chu Xiangyu about it, so Yang Jiu naturally didn't say it.

Whether Chu Xiangyu can be resurrected is just a glimmer of hope, but he did not feel sad, but turned this sadness into a motivation, whipped himself and continued to move forward, becoming the Holy Emperor who controls Yunhuang!

The battle between the Lord of Jiuzhou will be temporarily handed over to Ding Xue to complete, and he must become stronger in the monk alliance. Otherwise, even if he wins Jiuzhou, he will be killed by powerful monks and masters in the form of beheading. If he can't kill him, then kill his subordinates, so he must have the truly terrifying power that makes everyone afraid, rather than relying on the ghost immortal bomb.

If you want to become the Holy Emperor of Jiuzhou and even the entire Yunhuang, this will inevitably cause a group attack from the Cultivator Alliance. Then you must at least cultivate to the level of Chu Zhaoyun, or even higher and stronger!

"Let's go!" Yang Jiuda shouted, and sacrificed the blood evil spirit shield, rolled the red sleeves into it, as fast as lightning, flying straight to the Cangyun Daxue Mountain.

Although the Blood Evil God Ganggu is invisible, the sound of air explosion caused by high-speed flight is endless, and those who are interested can naturally discover it.

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Cangyun Daxue Mountain, a red light flashed. An old man wearing a red robe with a red robe on his waist, and a fiery red gourd tied on it. His hair was all over his hair and hair was all over, and his head was full of red face appeared. The old man's face was blushed, his beard was angry, and his beard was very angry, with a very angry expression.

"Brother Danchen, are you here? It's so great." The old man from Tianxing, Lin Shizong, had a look of eyebrows and eyes. The person who came was really Danchen.

"Yes, I heard that Princess appeared in the moment and realized that she had killed her instantly. She had to come. By the way, your Zhoutian Star Map was really taken away?" Kong Rong asked.

"Yes, although Princess Shina may have fallen, the Zhoutian Star Map is a great treasure to restrain the ancient sage emperor. If Princess Shina is born again and cultivates great powers, and we lose the Zhoutian Star Map, it will be a big trouble." Lin Shizong said.

"Yang Jiu, the younger generation who practiced the demonic path and enslaved the soul, actually refined countless ghost immortal bombs, which was also a headache. However, after the original consciousness of the soul he enslaved was completely worn out, the ghost immortal bomb he created could not sound. As for Princess Shina, hehe, even the Linglong Jade Coffin could not save her, so there was no need to worry." Dan Chensheng smiled.

"However, the Zhoutian Star Map is to be taken back!"

The two were talking and suddenly burst into laughter.

"Haha, two Taoist brothers, have you been missing for tens of thousands of years? Kong Rong is here!" A monk with a green robe came through the air, with a bronze mirror on his waist. This man looked just middle-aged, with no wrinkles on his face, his eyes were crystal clear and bright, like a gem, without whites or pupils.

"Brother Kong Rong is here too!" Lin Shizong was overjoyed. Under Kong Rong's Haotian Mirror, Yang Jiu wanted to sneak out? It was more difficult for him to invisibly.

In ancient times, under the illumination of the Haotian Mirror, even the Holy Emperor had nowhere to hide.

"Yes, the Linglong Jade Coffin has fallen, the Zhoutian Star Map is lost again, and the general trend of the world has changed, so I have to come!" Kong Rong said.

He was deeply regretful again: "I almost invited Brother Nandou, but he wanted to cross the Yuhai, saying that he wanted to hunt a newly born spirit turtle to refine his 'Ice and Fire Xuangang Shield', and he couldn't come for the time being."

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In the wind and snow, the Blood Evil God's Ganggu suddenly hovered, and then slowly flew forward with the wind and snow.

"Brother Yang, what's wrong? Is there an enemy?" Hongxiu asked.

"Yes, there are two more old guys. They look very powerful and are so close to Daxue Mountain. Give them some awesomeness." Yang Jiu said with a smile.

The Blood Evil God's Gangmao fluttered with the wind and snow. Soon, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, his palm raised, and his palm shone silver, "Evil Moon Slash--"

A knife appeared out of thin air and fell straight down from the head of Lin Shizong.

"Ah, Yang Jiu!" Lin Shizong roared angrily, his body collapsed, and saw a crystal-like head slashing directly from above to the ground. The head made a terrifying cracking sound, and spider silk cracks were densely covered with cracks.

"It's a pity that I can't kill you!"

The blood evil spirit shield shook and hid into the wind and snow of the Great Snow Mountain.
Chapter completed!