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Chapter 7929

"Take him up together." Qin Cheng said lightly.

"clear."

Hearing that he was going to be taken away, the middle-aged monk's expression changed drastically and he had no time to beg. As a result, Yang Gong waved his hand and his body turned around in the air and fell to the ground with a plop.

There were a few more spiritual ropes on his body, and after being tied up by five flowers, they were lifted up by Yang Gong.

"You'd better be honest on the way. If you act well, my young master can let you go, and you can forget about insulting me, but you must dare to be sly. Humph, I slap you in the head!"

Yang Gong stared at the middle-aged monk coldly without hiding the threat.

Although Yang Gong and others were extremely respectful in front of Qin Cheng, they looked harmless.

But which of these four people is in the outside world is not a rampant person. If such an ordinary tribulation state declines, Yang Gong and the other two will not take it seriously.

"Don't worry, seniors, I will definitely say everything and satisfy you."

The middle-aged monk was almost crying.

I am so unlucky that I have encountered so many strong people.

If others don’t say it, Yang Gong in front of him will be enough to kill him ten times.

Although he was thrown into great difficulty, he had to thank him quickly.

"Don't be nervous, as long as you explain it truthfully, yours will be indispensable."

Qin Cheng opened his mouth and threw him a storage bag.

"Our young master rewards you, but you don't take it yet. Are you looking for death?"

Seeing that the middle-aged monk was hesitating and did not dare to take it, Huang Mu Taoist glared at him, and this guy was scared again and quickly put it away.

"Thank you, my seniors."

The middle-aged monk put away his storage bag, then quickly led the way in front and led everyone up the mountain.

Without caring about the remaining monks in the distance, Qin Cheng and others crossed the light curtain and headed straight towards the mountain.

Plop!

Not far away, the middle-aged monks who were captured were all scared to sweat on their foreheads and weak legs, and some people fell to the ground.

Although Yang Gong and others did not do anything to them, even though the eyes of the few people just glanced over, their hearts were thrust, as if their bodies were pierced.

As for those people from Dicui Sect, they took advantage of the scare and slipped away early.

"Fellow Daoist Ran was captured. These people are so arrogant. I wonder which powerful man is?"

The middle-aged monks and other friends quickly helped each other up, and one of them said with some fear.

"I just risked my life to observe. These people had at least four tribulation realms and two declines. There was also a young man's cultivation aura a little strange. Although it was a decline, it gave me the feeling of meeting the geniuses of various states. I was not a weak person.

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"There is also the monk on the throne. The man couldn't see who it was, but these two-defeated powerful men actually called him young master. When the others walked, he sat on that seat, and his identity was obviously higher."

"It's really arrogant to dare to sit on the throne, but so many powerful subordinates have crazy capital."

"Isn't it the saint religion that suddenly rose in the Tianlu Realm?"

"No, I haven't heard of the saints sitting on the throne, and they seem to be on the north side of the Tianlujie?"
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