Boom! Boom! Boom!

There was another big stir in Nanchu. The monks who had just left the top of Mount Hua rushed to the top of Mount Qingshan like a tide.

Before he could reach the top of the green mountain, the overwhelming person saw a fat old man sitting at the top of the green mountain peak, with a big belly and a greasy face, sitting there sharpening his knife.

This person was transformed by Wuya Taoist, and he was also a clone.

As for the one beside him, Bai Yi, who ranked fourth in the nine true teachings of Zhengyang Sect, was tied up there in a big tie. Seeing Wuya Taoist sharpening the knife rhythmically, he almost got scared to tears.

"Another master who covers his appearance." Many people who came from all over the world to watch the show touched their chins.

"Zhengyang Sect is really sad. The nine true teachings were tied up one by one from first to fourth, and Ji Ningshuang, the body of the Xuanling, has not been found yet."

"It is estimated that these kidnappers are going to take over the true disciples of Zhengyang Sect!" An older monk said earnestly, "If this is the case, it will be really lively."

"You are looking for death." Soon, a roar that shook the sky resounded through the sky. The old man in purple in Zhengyang Sect arrived again. His whole face was no longer a face, black and blue, just like a change of face.

The people behind him also looked ugly and red, as if everyone owed them eight hundred spirit stones.

"My Zhengyang Sect has a grudge against you?" The old man in purple glared at the Taoist Wuya.

"No grudge!" Taoist Wuya spread his hands.

"Then why did you tie my disciple?" A gray-haired old man behind the old man in purple shouted angrily.

"I saw someone tied it up, and I also tied it up." Taoist Wuya clenched his ears.

"I..." The old man in purple and others almost came up and was suffocated to death. He tied you up, and he also tied you up. It was natural to be so righteous and natural to kidnap. He was so full of damn it!

"Don't forget to tell me, hurry up, I won't want much. The market price is two million spirit stones." Taoist Wuya straightened up five fingers.

"I..." Even the old man in purple clothes was so angry that he took out the ghost-headed sword on the spot, and he was fucking the market price. Why do you think this is a seller here?

"If you give it or not, I will take it back to stew the soup if you don't give it." Taoist Wuya was a little impatient.

"Give it." The old man in purple roared into the sky, roaring as earth-shaking. It's been so far, what else can he say? Is it useful? In the end, he has to pay for it? If you have the time to put it aside, it's better to give the ransom early to pay the job?

"Let me go." The old man in purple waved his robe and hit a storage bag in the air.

"We are real people." Taoist Wuya was so happy. He took the storage bag and glanced inside, then kicked Bai Yi. Before the old man in purple and the others got angry, he turned his head and disappeared.

"Tsk tsk tsk! Being rich means being willful! Take two million spirit stones and take them as soon as you say." The people watching the show in all directions sighed again.

"There is no way, who makes people rich and powerful? Didn't those kidnappers tie up people from Zhengyang Sect because of this? If I have the cultivation level of the Quntian Realm, I will tie them up, and tie them one by one."

As soon as this person said this, everyone around him stroked his beards and looked at the man with a deep meaning: the heroes saw the same thing.

Soon, the old man in purple and the others led Bai Yi and the others away, and their faces were a little ferocious.

Although they left, the people watching the show from all over the world were looking around, and their ears were straight, and they wanted to hear the news that Zhengyang Sect was tied up again.

However, this time they were disappointed. The figures of people all over the sky stood there and waited for more than half an hour, but they did not hear the news that the disciples of Zhengyang Sect were tied up.

It shouldn't be there!

Soon, the figures began to dissipate, and everyone sighed and slapped.

ah....!

Not long after, a roaring loudly came from the Zhengyang Sect. The angry Cheng Kun was roaring like a mad dog, trembling with trembling.

These two days, perhaps the most miserable time for his Zhengyang Sect to be embarrassed. In front was Ji Ningshuang, behind was Hua Yun, Han Jun, and Bai Yi. The four most amazing disciples of his Zhengyang Sect were tied up one by one, and to this point, there is no news about their saint Ji Ningshuang.

The most hateful thing is not this, but they still don’t know who is calculating them.

"In my opinion, they are from Hengyue Sect and Qingyun Sect." Below, the old man in purple who went to redeem people snorted coldly, "Only, I can't beat us, so I'll play with us in private."

"Then let me tie them up." Cheng Kun, who was worried about not being able to find the target to vent his anger, immediately issued an order, and naturally defined the kidnappers as the people of Hengyue Sect and Qingyun Sect.

Moreover, even if it is not the one from Hengyue and Qingyun, he would be wrong if he is the second general of Mou Zujin.

His meaning is very obvious. Our Zhengyang Sect was tied up for no reason and lost so much money. We always found a place to make money back. I care whether you are the murderer or not, and then talk about it after tied up.

Soon, many secret powerful men of Zhengyang Sect came out one after another, and the weakest cultivation was in the eighth level of Kongming Realm.

Nan Chu was very uneasy tonight, with figures flying into the darkness, doing things that were ashamed of the light.

"Then, the next one is Hengye Sect and Qingyun Sect." In the small garden of the ancient city, Ye Chen held his small account book with one hand and the wine glass with the other, drinking the wine leisurely and comfortably, "It's better to make money like this."

"Boss, tell us the truth, is it your masterpiece?" Zhou Ao and Li Xinghun looked at Ye Chen in a slant.

"What do you think?" Ye Chen smiled mysteriously.

"Looking at how silly you smile, that must be your masterpiece." Everyone said earnestly.

"Qingyun Sect, on the top of Tianlang Mountain, bring your family's money to get your family's money." The dark and quiet night became boiling because of the following sentence.

"What's the situation?" Ye Chen, who was still nonsense with Zhou Ao and the others, couldn't help but stand up and looked at the source of the voice with a strange expression. "According to the plan, won't Hengyue Sect and Qingyun Sect start tomorrow?"

"Look, I'll just say it! Nan Chu will definitely not be calm tonight." Soon, a voice sounded.

Under the dark night, groups of three or five flew towards one side.

There are really many idle people in this world, so you can get along wherever you are busy, and you can see the crowds of figures rushing towards the top of Tianlang Mountain.

"What are you doing?" In a mountain corner where birds do not shit, a man carrying a sack looked at the figures passing by in shock. It is worth mentioning that this guy's forehead is not as bright as that, under the darkness, it is like a light bulb.

Needless to say, this person is Long Yi.

"Don't it start tomorrow?" Long Yi glanced at the sack on his shoulder, then glanced at the figures passing by in the void.

"Has the plan changed?" Long touched his shiny forehead and disappeared into the darkness with a whoosh.

It took him a long time to stop in the depths of the mountains.

Soon, the wind sounded, and three black shadows arrived in no particular order. From then on, they saw that they were the ancestors of the Su family, Bai Yi and the black robe. The three of them were carrying a sack on their shoulders, and they were filled with people from the Qingyun Sect.

Huh?

Seeing the three of them appear, Long Yi exclaimed lightly.

The four of them are responsible for tying the Qingyun Sect’s people. Now all four of them are here, it is obvious that the person who is asking for ransom from the Qingyun Sect at this moment is not them.

"It seems that there is someone else who tied up the Qingyun Sect's kidnapper!" The old man of the Su family stroked his beard, "But which force could it be?"

:There is still some later.
Chapter completed!