Su Changge brought Yuan Sanquan and Murong Jian to Fang Yu's side.

At this time, Fang Yu had already walked out of the bushes and stood outside.

"Boss, there are so many people outside, but they two can't detect it... How did you do it?" Su Changge asked curiously.

"The principle is similar to the magic array that Li Mofan set up at the beginning. The reason why they couldn't notice it was because they... were too focused on what was at hand and didn't pay attention to the surroundings." Fang Yu replied.

To be honest, the magic array set up by Fang Yu is extremely simple.

Li Mofan and Yang Qing'er, one in Yin-Yang Realm and the other in Mahayana Realm, are both powerful people above the Tribulation Period. Even if you pay a little attention and observe, you can discover the existence of this magic array.

However, the couple really didn't find it.

After arranging their Yin Yuan formation, a new round of "work" began.

At this moment, in Wanjie's tomb, these two people were already in a state of selflessness, and the scene was extremely explosive.

Because Yang Qing'er's appearance is charming and her figure is even more popular, many male monks around her are looking straight.

Su Changge is no exception, his vision is a little unredirected.

Murong Jian adheres to the morality of not being polite and looks at the other side.

"A cultivator with such a high level of cultivation will be interested in this area, and he learned it..." Su Changge stared at the drama ahead and sighed, "But it's normal. This woman is indeed a beauty."

"If I told you that the beauty you mentioned... is very old and may have been over a thousand years old, would you still be so interested?" Fang Yu smiled jokingly.

"Hmm?" Su Changge was stunned for a moment, looked at Fang Yu in surprise, and said, "Boss, you're kidding. No matter how you think this woman will never be thousands of years old..."

"If I remember correctly, she is only six years younger than me. Now... she should be over 1,300 years old." Yuan Sanquan, who was beside her, said lightly.

"After one thousand three hundred years old?" Su Changge turned his head again, looked at Yuan Sanquan, and then looked forward, "Look at her skin, it doesn't look like she is over one thousand years old..."

"What do you think she set up her formation in the cemetery?" Fang Yu said, "The so-called Yinyuan formation is probably the pillar for her to maintain her white skin and beauty."

People over a thousand years old want to keep their physical body young, either take over others, change their bodies, and then use disguise to change their appearance.

However, this practice will cause certain losses to one's own cultivation.

Therefore, most monks simply maintain an older appearance. As long as their body functions are fine, there is no need to change their bodies.

Of course, there are also a considerable number of monks who are like Yuan Sanquan. Even though they have lived for hundreds or thousands of years, their faces will not look particularly old.

This type of monk is generally a person with higher talent. They cultivate to a very high level in a short time, so the aging of the body is very slow.

But even if Yang Qing'er and Li Mofan are very talented, they cannot maintain their current appearance in their twenties or thirties.

Therefore, if they do not take over others, they must be using the so-called Yin Yuan array to absorb certain energy to maintain a young face and body.

"After aged over 1,300 years old... I can be my grandma who is over ten years old..."

When he thought of the two people lingering in the air ahead, both of whom were over a thousand years old, he felt inexplicably awkward and shivered.

After a few minutes, Li Mofan and Yang Qing'er still had no awareness of the outside world.

They are still doing what they love.

Among the monks outside, some old monks could no longer help it.

"How dare you do such a miserable thing in the tomb of Wanjie in our Great Western Lin! How unfair to the customs!" someone said angrily.

"This pair of slutty men and women are blaspheming the ancestors who were buried in Wanjie's tomb!"

"Take an action immediately and don't let them continue!"

A group of older monks, even if Yang Qing'er is charming, was not in the mood to continue watching, and rushed forward in anger.

Fang Yu also felt that the time was almost done.

Looking further down, it really doesn't make sense.

Therefore, he raised his right hand and removed the layer of blind magic array set outside Wanjie's tomb.

At this moment, Li Mofan and Yang Qing'er, who were busy doing things, both felt the sounds around them and dozens of breaths.

Both of them had a drastic change in their faces, and even their bodies shook violently.

"ah……"

As soon as Yang Qing'er looked up, she saw more than a dozen monks screaming.

"Hurry up and put on your clothes!"

Li Mofan roared, and blue veins rose from his forehead.

Yang Qing'er screamed again, and stroked his right hand forward, and a burst of black air appeared to cover himself.

When the men and women were in a hurry, a group of monks were already surrounded by them.

The black fog quickly dissipated.

Li Mofan and Yang Qing'er's clothes have been worn.

But at this moment, Li Mofan's face looked extremely ugly, the veins on his forehead were beating, and his fists were clenched.

"What's going on? What the hell is going on!"

Yang Qing'er released her spiritual consciousness and found that there were more than 50 monks around her, with delicate bodies trembling slightly.

"Who are you two? You dare to set up magic circles on our Wanjie tomb, and even do things in vain! The actions of you two are enough to become public enemies of our Great Xilin!" One of you had white hair and was wearing a body

The blue-white old man asked with a pale face.

Li Mofan looked at so many monks around him, his eyes turned bloody and asked, "I just want to know when you appeared?"

"Friends of the Taoist, I know these two people. Let me negotiate with them. By the way, you can also figure out what's going on."

At this time, a sound came from behind.

Then, a figure flew from behind and landed in front of Li Mofan and Yang Qing'er, about fifteen meters away.

This person is Yuan Sanquan.

Yuan Sanquan is a famous figure in the Great Western Lin, and many monks around him know him.

When Li Mofan and Yang Qing'er saw Yuan Sanquan, their faces changed again.

"I just parted in the morning, but I didn't expect to see you again so soon." Yuan Sanquan looked at the couple in front of him, with a joking smile on his face, and said, "Just now, there were so many people present, and I really saw you couple performing a good show.

ah."

Li Mofan gritted his teeth and stared at Yuan Sanquan.

"You want to know when so many of us were next to you? I think about it..." Yuan Sanquan thought for a while and replied, "Oh, you just set up the magic circle and then hugged each other...

… From then on, we were there.”

Hearing this sentence, Li Mofan only felt his mind 'boom' and his anger exploded.

What he and Yang Qing'er did... were actually seen by so many people.

This is simply humiliation!

His eyes were red and he stared at Yuan Sanquan.

Yang Qing'er, who was beside her, also bit her red lips, with anger on her face.

"Hey, don't you guys and women like to show off the most?" Yuan Sanquan's smile became more obvious and said, "I just let so many people witness your love in public. Shouldn't you be happy? Why do you look angry and look like you are angry

?”

Li Mofan's murderous intent became even more fierce. He stared at Yuan Sanquan and asked coldly: "Yuan Sanquan, you will regret everything you did."

Yuan Sanquan narrowed his eyes slightly and did not speak.

"Qing'er, don't be afraid... As long as you kill all the people here, this matter will not be spread." Li Mofan turned his head and said to Yang Qing'er beside him.

Yang Qing'er's eyes moved slightly and nodded, while her eyes became sharp and murderous intent.

Li Mofan raised his head, looked around, and showed a sneer on his face, saying, "That's right, we are consuming the Yin Yuan power of the bones under the cemetery... to replenish our bodies."

"...Bold madman, do you know what you are doing??" a sect leader scolded.

"I know, and I will soon let everyone present become part of the skeletons under this cemetery." Li Mofan said coldly.

"boom!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his breath burst out.

The cultivation level of the Yin-Yang Realm is fully revealed!

The air pressure around it suddenly dropped!

The monks who surrounded Li Mofan and his wife all changed their expressions.

They all felt the terrifying pressure.

"This person is a strong man in the Tribulation Period!" someone exclaimed.

"You... know too late." Yang Qing'er let out a silver bell-like laugh and opened her arms.

"Thorn..."
Chapter completed!