"Feng San?"

"Liangtian Sect?"

When everyone heard the names of these two people, they immediately lowered their heads and thought, but no matter how they thought about it, they never thought about who these two were? But they knew one thing that those who could follow the young master of the Swallow Blood Lan Refining Heart Lord must not be easy! Those who dared to challenge the young master of the Purgatory are even more unprovoked!

This world of cultivation is far bigger than what you think! Everyone thought quietly...

"My husband, who are Feng San and Liantian Sect?" A gentle woman's voice quietly asked her husband in white brocade clothes beside her.

The handsome monk in white looked at Feng San in the distance and said softly: "His identity is extremely unusual. Madam, Feng Zun of the previous generation, is Feng San's father!"

"What..." The woman with a beautiful face suddenly covered her mouth and looked at Feng San in the distance and said in horror.

"And this Liantian Sect is a brother and brother of the contemporary Xinzun. Their cultivation is both Mahayana!" The handsome man smiled softly and said, "However, there are even more powerful characters in this game!" As soon as he finished speaking, the man suddenly looked towards a very far place. There, an old monk in ragged clothes closed his eyes and rested, standing there alone, while in other directions, countless monks with hidden breaths stood in the corner...

"A group of immortals, hehe..." The woman's husband lowered his head and smiled gloomyly, "It's just a broken picture. It actually made you all roll out of the retreat. Do you think you can find that place just by using this broken picture?"

The woman asked curiously: "Husband, what did you say just now? I don't understand very much!"

The man caressed his beloved wife's delicate face slightly, and a hint of passionate love flashed in his eyes. This eager gaze immediately made the woman look shy, like a shy flower closing the moon!

"Madam, there are too many grievances in this world of cultivation. You can't tell you one by one if you are husband!" The man smiled softly, "After we have obtained the grievances between the Floating Life Divine Leaf Crocodile and the Three Pure Dao of Juehuan, we will live in seclusion in the Holy Spirit Immortal Heart Abyss and will never ask about the world!"

The woman smiled slightly, a hint of rosy flashed across her delicate face, and she whispered: "From then on, there was a cultivator named Shaoyao in the world of cultivation, and there was a woman who would never leave you. Well, our little Xun'er!"

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Feng San's face was calm. When she heard the words of Liantian Sect, she said: "You have heard the quote just now, but do you still want to raise the price?"

Feng Xiao looked at the Purgatory and the Refining Heaven Sect, and a trace of cunning flashed through his eyes: "Geeh... That person, hurry up and bid. This fairy is not happy. This game is too exciting. Geeh... Go up and bid!"

Purgatory gently shook the folding fan, looked at Feng Xiao and Jian Jiuzhou curiously, and then asked, "What is your relationship with that person?"

"Which guy?" Feng Xiao asked confusedly, but Jian Jiuzhou sneered, looked at Purgatory and said lightly: "Purgatory, Senior Brother Jian Chi, don't have time to be as leisurely as you!"

"You call Jian Jiuzhou, well, you have a good cultivation talent!" Purgatory ignored Feng Xiao's words and looked at Jian Jiuzhou with a slight smile, "After going back, tell that guy Jian Chi, I'm waiting for him at the Ten Thousand Immortals Purple Light Conference, a bit of a deal! Uncle, we don't want this Tianlong map, so we can give it to them!"

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"Gebeng Laogui, Qiuyin Woman, Fang Yuezi, Jilishi...haha..."

"I can't even sit still and get out, hehe...all the old immortals are out!"

Countless old sounds were laughing wildly, and the crazy laugh sound was like thousands of arrows piercing the heart, stimulating the cultivator with low cultivation...

"Bang..." The body of a low-level monk suddenly couldn't hold on to these raging laughters, and his body suddenly collapsed and disappeared in an instant...

When the first appears, the second, the third, the fourth...

Blood is everywhere, laughter is invading, and the space is angry...

Jie Qiye was resistant to endless pressure, and looked at the crazy riot in horror and said angrily: "Master!"

A trace of murderous intent suddenly flashed across Jing Chengfeng's face: "I didn't expect that this volume of broken pictures would cause so many old monsters!"

"Where is the ancestor, master, where is the ancestor?" Jie Qiye said, covering his chest, suddenly sitting cross-legged, and purple lights rose up in a hazy way...

"My husband, who are they? There are many monks dead around them. They...they..." The stunning woman's face suddenly surged with a hint of sadness. Looking at the scene where the bodies of countless monks around her burst, a hint of pity suddenly surged with a hint of compassion!

"Just ant, you'll die if you die! No need to worry too much," said a handsome man in white with a smile, gently pressing his right hand against his wife's back, and a stream of evil forces helped her withstand the pressure from the outside world!

"Brother Chu...you...how are you?" Ni Qianxuan's pale face and the same listless Yun Wuying helped Chu Xinghen and asked weakly!

Chu Xinghen looked at the scene around him with hazy eyes: "I...my body seems to explode, it's so uncomfortable, I...I can't stand it anymore... Brother Ni, Brother Yun...I..."

At this moment, the three of them suddenly felt the pressure around them suddenly disappear, and a tall and bloated figure appeared faintly beside the three of them. Then, a person who was much weaker than this figure walked out from behind him and looked at the three of them, "Hehe..." and smiled:

"Three sirs, Xiao Xiaoyao is here to save you!"

The three of them were stunned, but they saw that the person who came was the lazy Lord of Heavenly Fu Wang Dafu and his obedient disciple Xiaoyao!

"Senior!" The three of them looked at Wang Dafu and smiled miserably, then breathed a long sigh of relief, immediately clasped their fists and said respectfully: "Thank you for your rescue!"

Wang Dafu took a lazy look at the scene around him, then yawned and said, "Forgive, ***, I'm so tired to chase this brat, I'm so tired, little bastard, come here!"

Xiao Xiaohuai looked humble and smiled and came to Wang Dafu with a smile and said humbly: "Master, what are your instructions?"

"Um... I massaged Master Dao's back, and I was sweating all over. I was so tired. You little bastard, you run very quickly. Compared with Master Dao's, I had it back then!" Wang Dafu shook his right hand, threw out a chair, and then sat on it hard, saying with a tired look on it!

"Okay, master, sit down, and I will give you a back massage!" Xiaoyao smiled respectfully!
Chapter completed!