Mo Yu and Huang Xing looked shocked. Looking at the straw hat old man who suddenly appeared, he was silent for a moment, and Mo Yu took the lead in clasping his fists and speaking.

"I don't know what happened to you when you are here. If you need it, Mo Yu will definitely follow the rules and follow the rules."

Huang Xing's eyes twitched and he thought to himself that Mo Yu's old man was really good at reviewing the situation. No wonder he was able to do so well in Shanggao City.

The old man with straw hat waved his hand gently, put the bamboo guard he held aside, shook his head and smiled.

"I am not a senior, I am just an old dog. I came to see the bloody smell of this young man and accidentally ran into you."

When Mo Yu heard the old man with straw hat called himself an old dog, his heart skipped a beat and was extremely shocked.

As far as he has been practicing for more than 300 years, only one person dared to call himself an old dog within hundreds of miles of the surrounding area, and that person was the only Jindan monk within a radius of 100 miles of Shanggao City!

When the old man from the straw hat saw that Mo Yu stopped talking, he asked with interest.

"Why, guess my identity?"

Mo Yu swallowed his saliva, his face bitter, bowed to the old man with straw hat and said.

"I've met senior."

Mo Yu felt very distressed. He was really lucky. He was afraid of whatever he was afraid of. If he was afraid of the golden elixir, he would really come with the golden elixir. He was also an old-fashioned golden elixir.

The old man in the straw hat held a bamboo squad and raised his head slightly, revealing his muddy but fierce gaze, and said softly.

"I was originally my personality and you couldn't get away with it, but I was soft-hearted and thought about you knowing my identity, so I would let you live a life."

Mo Yu looked happy and hurriedly bowed and thanked: "Thank you for not killing me. I have no way to repay you, so I can only devote myself to you!"

Huang Xing's face was heavy, and the flying sword was held in his hand, in a dilemma. Seeing Mo Yu so afraid, the old man with straw hat must not be his ability to rival him, but if he did not resist and was killed here again, how could he be willing to be?

The old man with straw hat suddenly raised his hand, waved at Mo Yu, and said with a smile.

"I don't have to devote myself to my old dog. It's too troublesome. You can just cut off your cultivation and your feet and go to the mortal world to be a useless person. It's also considered that I have a kind heart and will save you a life."

Mo Yu's face was stunned, then he said bitterly and panickedly.

"Senior, I can be driven by you, obey your orders and obey your orders. Think about it, can I keep my cultivation for three hundred years?"

The old straw hat dog suddenly grinned, revealing two sharp teeth in its mouth, his eyes were scarlet, and he smiled fiercely.

"Leave you a waste from the seventh realm for three hundred years to saddle me with my horse and horse? I really laughed out loud."

Mo Yu's expression changed. After knowing that begging for mercy was useless, he immediately pulled over to Huang Xing's side, with a heavy face and a concentric voice.

"This old dog has the cultivation level of Jindan. We two fight with him in one go, seeking a glimmer of hope, otherwise we will all die!"

After a brief thought, Huang Xing nodded in agreement and pointed his sword at the old straw hat dog.

The old dog was not in a hurry to attack them, but turned to look at Chen Jiu and Zhou Xian, looked at him carefully for a moment with interest, and suddenly said with a smile.

"You may not know me, but I have been following you for more than a month. I have been worried during this period, but now I am looking for an opportunity, so I will not let it go."

The old dog smiled harder and asked suddenly.

"You're right, Chen Jiu, the first young generation in Tianguangzhou...?"

Zhou Xian's face was stunned and suddenly looked straight at the old dog, his eyes full of murderous intent.

This old dog is prepared!

Chen Jiu was still lowering his head, and more and more blood dripping from his hair.

When the old dog saw Zhou Xian’s reaction, he nodded with satisfaction and continued.

"I couldn't believe that the number one in Tianguangzhou would have gone to Chinatown and why did he suffer such severe injuries? It's really similar, it's so similar to the rumored portrait."

The old dog's face became more and more proud, like a hunter telling his extremely successful hunting story.

"At first, I didn't dare to take action. After all, in the past, the landscape newspapers, it was written that Chen Jiu had the power of the Nascent Soul and even killed the Nascent Soul. I didn't dare to touch this bad point. After all, if you are forced to force you to death, I will be the one who suffers the loss."

"Fortunately, I held back. These wastes did help me a little, and they found out your weaknesses and reality. They were really seriously injured. I guess there were not many complete veins in your body."

"Tsk tsk."

The old dog shook his head again.

"But you can use such a magic trick with such a broken body, which is worthy of being the first in the younger generation of Tianguangzhou. Unfortunately, I will fulfill my wishes today. When I take your chances and fortunes, I will hide. When the gods are born again, I believe no one will remember this at that time."

The old dog suddenly raised his hand and held it back, grabbed a piercing flying sword, followed the traces of the piercing sword and looked at Huang Xing who was holding the sword, and smiled grimly.

"Overbial ability."

The old dog blasted the flying sword and shot it backwards, instantly piercing Huang Xing's chest and nailed it to the ground.

Mo Yu, who was gathering magic in his hands, looked stunned, then he was filled with fear and shouted in dismay.

"You are not Jindan!"

The old dog's eyes were scarlet, as if there was blood lingering, and his body was full of bright red spiritual energy, and he smiled at Mo Yu.

"I was a golden elixir a hundred years ago. Now, a hundred years have passed. How can I still be a golden elixir? I really think everyone is just as useless as you?!"

Mo Yu was weak and knelt on the ground, no longer in resistance. He kept kowtowing to the old dog and cried.

"Please spare my life, I am willing to make a soul oath, and only follow the orders of my senior."

The old dog looked down on it. He felt embarrassed when he used this waste from the three hundred years and seven realms.

So Mo Yu's only use is to die and bury him forever attacking Chen Jiu.

Zhou Xian suddenly stood up from Chen Jiu's arms, held the ancient wooden hairpin tightly in his hand. The spiritual energy had been injected into it, and the wooden hairpin flashed. Zhou Xian was about to throw it to the ground and summon the small world.

The old dog's expression condensed, and he stretched out his hand and Liu Wu's head on the ground suddenly shattered, turning into a bloodline, and suddenly shot towards Zhou Xian.

Chen Jiu pushed Zhou Xian away with one hand, and the ancient wooden hairpin shook and fell aside. It turned into a small world and left in search of the master, surrounding Zhou Xian alone.

The old dog looked at the little world carefully for a moment and praised it.

"I really didn't expect there was such a magic weapon, which was really touching."

The old dog held the bamboo guard and guessed with a grim smile: "Is this a formation, a barrier, or a domain, which can block me? Haha..."

The old dog's smile suddenly became gloomy and said in a deep voice.

"Or, is this a small world?!"

Not good!

The old dog grabbed Chen Jiu's head in an instant, lifted it up suddenly, and said to Zhou Xian.

"Stop this little world, or I will kill him immediately!"

A glorious light suddenly bloomed above the small world, reaching the sky.

A monk in the Middle Earth Academy shook his expression and stood up in an instant, turning into a stream of light in the sky, rushing towards Gaocheng at a very fast speed!

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Chapter completed!