In the canyon.

The white-haired old Taoist stretched out his hand and the golden storage bag in the deep pit was taken into his palm.

Immediately.

He began to clean the canyon.

This is mainly for environmental construction.

After all, the broken flowers and plants here are covered with charred land, which is also annoying to watch.

It is definitely not to prevent experienced monks from seeing something.

Everything is made for the rise of Jin's environmental protection cause.

It was at this moment.

The body, which is far away, has also been removed from the traces of fighting.

The end time between the two battlefields is almost the same.

The error before and after does not exceed three breaths.

Such a coincidence is not a coincidence, but a time that Cheng Buzheng carefully grasped.

otherwise.

Once there is faster or slower, it will be bad for the Aoki Sect’s True Lord to chase after him.

Only when the battle ends at the same time can he retreat calmly.

After all, the two battlefields were too close to Aoki Sect, so the time for retreat was very tight, so I had to plan carefully.

This is also one of the reasons why Cheng Buzheng did not directly kill Yuan Du a month ago.

If not, why would he wait until today?

Everything is planned.

If the middle-aged beautiful woman didn't come out, then Yuan Du could live for a while.

What a pity!

His fate has arrived.

If you want to blame, blame the middle-aged beautiful woman!

Without her provocation and without her going out, Yuan Du would definitely be alive.

Fortunately, Cheng Buzheng did a good thing and sent both of them to the end of the year to meet.

Underground, the three of them have revenge and revenge!

That's nothing to do with him.

He is so kind.

soon.

The white-haired master handled it.

After looking around, he nodded with satisfaction.

Obviously.

The results are still good.

Immediately.

The white-haired old Taoist did not stop for much, looked at the little girl beside him and shouted:

"Let's go!"

At this time, Xiaohou's scars were covered with scars on his body had disappeared, and even the purple scales that were mostly broken all over his body had a light purple scale again.

But in comparison.

The defense ability of the lilac scales is completely incomparable to the intact dark purple scales.

same.

After a month of recovery, Xiaoro's demonic power also returned to its peak state.

Facing the order from the master's incarnation, Xiaohou also screamed helplessly, as if saying:

"I am all injured now. You are still riding this beast. Where is your conscience?"

The beast is under the eaves and has to bow its head!

See this.

The white-haired old Taoist figure shook and sat on Xiaoro's back.

He patted his huge head and said with a smile:

"Don't complain!"

"Go away quickly!

Otherwise, when the ancestor comes, you will become a dead beast, and you may even get skinned and cramped. Anyway, I am just an incarnation, and at most this incarnation will be scrapped."

Hearing words.

Xiaohou also thinks it makes sense.

"This beast cannot die, even if it is to die, it must die behind the stupid master."

Thinking of this, Xiaohou stopped delaying.

After leaving the canyon.

A pair of huge wings stretched out from both ribs.

Obviously.

In order to save the life of the beast, Xiaohou also used the wings that were usually used as protective shields.

A ferocious beast soared into the sky, turned into a purple stream of light, and disappeared into this canyon.

In a blink of an eye.

The purple streaming light disappeared into the sky, shuttled between the clouds.

One hour later.

The old white-haired Taoist sitting cross-legged on Xiaoye's back patted his huge head and said:

"Let's wait there!"

The old white-haired Taoist pointed his hand at a mountain beneath the sea of ​​clouds.

Moo!

A little roar roar.

Then, a purple stream of light shot down obliquely and landed on the top of the mountain.

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Half an hour later.

A mysterious light came from the distant sky.

A black dot gradually emerged.

In the blink of an eye.

The mysterious light appeared, above the mountain.

The mysterious light dissipated, and a figure stopped floating in the air.

This person has just dealt with the body of a middle-aged beautiful woman and an old man.

As soon as Cheng Buzheng appeared, a ferocious beast flew over and surrounded Cheng Buzheng in circles in the air.

See this.

Cheng Buzheng touched the right angle of the little roar and comforted him:

"Okay, I know you have worked hard and been injured, so I will definitely compensate you well."

Hearing words.

The little roar screamed, and the beast's eyes showed anthropomorphic cunning, as if saying:

"This beast was seriously injured this time. If there are no two spiritual pills, it will not be cured..."

Through the contract in the dark, Cheng Buzheng also understood the meaning of Xiaohou.

"It's not good enough for two pills... Just one pill, do you want it?"

Cheng Buzheng laughed and scolded.

See this.

Xiaohou knew there was little hope, so he nodded, and did not pester it, but was very clever to stop when he saw it.

"Oh well!"

Forget it, this beast doesn't bother with the stupid master.

This beast has always been the biggest.

Immediately.

Cheng Buzheng did not delay and took out a pill directly.

He knew that if he didn't give it now, it would be difficult to coax it over time.

Then, he placed the elixir in his hand in front of Xiaohou.

Regarding this.

Xiaohou was not polite, and his pink tongue rolled up, and the pill with a faint halo was swallowed into its belly.

The beast's eyes narrowed, as if enjoying the happiness brought to it by the elixir.

"Okay, I've eaten the elixir, it's time for us to leave!"

Cheng Buzheng chuckled.

After a light roar, the roar turned into a light of inspiration and was trapped in Cheng Buzheng's back.

However, Xiaohou couldn't help but look at him, and his stupid master seemed to say something else:

"So stingy!"

Cheng Buzheng didn't care at all.

It’s not that Cheng is not stingy, but that taking one pill is the best effect and does not waste the medicinal effect in the spiritual pill. If you take two pills together, at least 30% of the medicinal power will be wasted.

What's more, the spiritual pill taken by Xiaohou is a third-level top-grade spiritual pill. It doesn't need to be said more about how precious it is.

therefore!

Only when Cheng Buzheng is timid will he be timid.

After all, this bottle of spiritual pill specially refined for Xiaohou is difficult to collect.

Even though he had the offerings from the Fudao Hall, he had only collected more than a dozen furnaces of spiritual medicines so far.

So far, there are only six pills of this kind of elixir left.

Thinking of this!

Cheng Buzheng just smiled. Xiaohou was immature at present, so there was no need to explain these things specifically to it.

When you get older, you know it’s so ugly!

Immediately.

Cheng Buzheng stretched out his hand.

The figure on the top of the mountain below emitted a faint halo all over his body.

A flash of inspiration!

Then it suddenly became smaller and turned into a puppet the size of a palm, flying towards Cheng Buzheng who was standing in the void.

After putting away the puppet.

A thought moves.

A mysterious light rose under Cheng Buzheng's feet, turned into a stream of light, and disappeared from its original place.

In the blink of an eye.

The mysterious light spans thousands of miles and turns into a black dot.

Finally, it disappeared into the sky.
Chapter completed!