Tianlingju, at the door.

"Little enemy, follow my sister!"

"What did you do!"

Ji Wuyue smiled like a flower, full of all kinds of charm, but in the face of Jiang Lang's questioning, it was hard to hide the panic deep in her beautiful eyes, but she tried hard to keep calm.

"There is still the remains of the true essence, you have fought with someone!"

Jiang Lang stood with his hands behind his back, staring at Ji Wuyue with a silver look, and a smile on his lips.

"Brother Jiang Lang, you must have read the wrong thing if there is nothing."

"Let's go! I haven't been back for sixty years. My sister will keep the place you live for you."

"Tonight, my sister promises to let you enjoy the warmth of home."

Ji Wuyue felt a little guilty, and came to Jiang Lang with a gust of fragrant wind, and whispered in his ear. His voice was fascinating and full of charm, making people unconsciously addicted.

Little enemies are really stubborn.

That incident happened that year and left in anger, and had not set foot on Qingyun Island for a full sixty years.

Now sixty years later, you are here with a piano, and you are going to settle the matters of that year.

Just with your cultivation level, how can you compete with it...

"boom!"

"What are the ten sects of righteous paths? But this is true, it is just a false reputation!"

"Why? I can't afford to lose, I want to bully the less!"

A huge sound suddenly came from inside Tianlingju, followed by an extremely rebellious voice, and a hint of crazy aura was revealed in the dark.

"Someone is causing trouble. Brother Jiang Lang, you go first, and sister will go back."

When Ji Wuyue heard the sound, her expression changed slightly. The deepest part of her beautiful eyes contained a cold light. Before she could finish her speech, the person had disappeared.

"Young Master..."

At this time, Shui Wuyou's steps were floating and he limped over. Although the wound on his face had been healed, his extremely embarrassed posture could not be covered.

"Brother Shui, I've been beaten!"

"Ah! Young Master...you..."

"Brother Shui, you're lucky. If it were the past, you would have been gone long ago!"

"Oh! Young Master, I am ashamed of you, I am embarrassed!"

"Brother Shui, don't be dissatisfied. Ji Wuyue has the orthodox Shura clan's holy blood, and he is even more in the martial arts lineage. He is so strong that he can be said to be invincible at the same level. Looking at the West Sea, the one who can fight with him head-on, except for his master Ji Qingyi, he can say that he can't find another person."

"This... young master... what kind of cultivation is she?"

"Brother Shui, sixty years ago, it was the 35th kalpa of the Hundred Tribulation Realm, and it should be not far from fifty kalpas."

"Hiss! Young Master, I understand!"

Shui Wuyou took a breath of cold air, and the dissatisfaction in his heart disappeared. The orthodox Shura holy blood alone was not something he could fight against. No one in the world knew how fierce the Shura clan's combat power was, especially in melee battles, not to mention that he was still in the martial arts lineage.

Unless he is given enough time to arrange runes, he may be able to trap Ji Wuyue, but it is really difficult to kill him. After all, rune masters are not good at fighting at all.

“No need to be discouraged!”

"With your talent, you only need to practice the soul fire talisman diligently, and you can stand in an innate and invincible place."

"Let's go! Let's go watch the fun."

Jiang Lang stood with his hands behind his back, and walked into Tianlingju with a piano and sword on his back. From the outside, he only occupied half of the street. However, once he stepped inside, a space formation was arranged inside, and the folding range was at least a hundred times that of the external building, which was enough to show that Tianlingju was rich and powerful. After all, the space formation could not be arranged just by wanting to be arranged.

"A group of barbarians should not be able to express their verbal powers. If you hadn't used despicable means, how could Mr. Bin be defeated?"

"What qualifications are the barbarians outside the seventy-two islands to speak nonsense about the ten sects of righteousness?"

"Why do you need nonsense with these barbarians? Let's go and kill them."

An area where the space extends is a square of more than three miles in radius. Thousands of people stand in all directions, and the three figures standing in the center are the most eye-catching.

One of them is a middle-aged man with a buzz cut, a yellow cloak, a sallow face, and a slightly thin one. He has a bowl in one hand and a white bone Buddhist bead in the other. His eyes are closed and he mutters something in his mouth, without being moved by the words and deeds of the outside world, and he has a certain attitude of being a master.

A strong man with the same buzz cut, but two meters tall, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, wide face and big ears, a necklace of beast teeth hanging around his neck, and a yellow cloth wrapped around his body. His exposed right arm was even engraved with a mysterious totem. He grabbed a nine-foot sword in his hand, and a primitive and barbaric aura was filled with the whole body.

The last person was seven feet tall, wearing a blue and white brocade dress, with a young man with a jade-faced, red lips, and a sword-eyed eyebrows. However, he lacked masculine and heroic spirit, nor was he a woman's feminine spirit. Instead, he was a stunning attitude, which made people feel disgusted at first sight. He held a pen in one hand and a white paper fan in the other, pretending to be an elegant man.

"Hahaha!"

"Sure enough, I will only bully the few with the more. These are the ten famous sects of the righteous path. When I see you today, it is indeed worthy of your reputation."

"I admire you, I admire you!"

The young man instantly unfolded the folding fan in his hand, waved it gently, and looked at the excited crowd around him, and was filled with wanton and arrogant laughter.

"It's really too much to deceive others!"

"Are you bullied me with only the barbarians? Are you there no one on the seventy-two islands?"

"If you hadn't used despicable means, how could Mr. Bin be defeated?"

The crowd around was excited and wanted to rise up and attack them. They were really too damaging to the three of them. They used despicable means to harm Mr. Bin, and now they dare to speak sarcastic words.

"cough!"

"My fellow practitioners... don't be sowed by him... If you attack them today..."

"There will be a plan, and the smallest one will damage our reputation, and the big one will cause trouble for them."

"Since you have decided to win two games in three games... then you have to follow it..."

"I dare to ask which fellow Taoist is willing to go to the second competition."

On the edge of the crowd, a young man with a 26 or 27-year-old dressed in a green robe and a black face crossed his head, spitting out one or two mouthfuls of black blood from time to time. It was obvious that he was infected with an unknown poison, and he also tried his best to suppress the indignant people around him.

Mr. Binda, whose full name is unknown, is from the Ten Righteous Sects of the Righteous Sects. The Ten Righteous Sects ranks seventh, the two righteous demons in the West Sea, and the eleventh among the forces of the hundreds of alien races, and has its 30,000-year heritage.

Mr. Bin has been famous for hundreds of years. This person is eager to be righteous and upholds justice. The righteous path of the West Sea has always been famous for his reputation. Although it is only the cultivation level of the Dharma Realm, ordinary strong men who have been crowned kings have to sell their faces.

"That person who is not open will dare to make trouble in Tianlingju!"

"Don't you want to live?"

At this moment, just when the crowd was silent, Ji Wuyue's voice like thunder echoed throughout the audience, bloodthirsty, killing, almost physical murderous aura spread out. The crowds around him retreated one after another, and independently made way for a passage. Ji Wuyue's bloody eyes contained strong murderous intent, and his head was covered with blood and hair scattered around in the void. Behind him, there was a terrible vision of blood flowing into a river, and endless corpses, like a sleeping god of killing revival...

All my good mood has been destroyed by you.

I'll disturb my meeting with my little enemies, and I'll pay it back with your lives today.

No matter what you are, you dare to make trouble in my territory.

Beat all to death!

"The boss lady is joking, why are you not that rude madman?"

"I have long been accused of the ten righteous sects, so I just asked for advice."

"I heard that there were four people above the Holy Son, the Holy Son, the Son of God, and the Goddess, and were known as the Four Young Masters of the West Sea."

"And Young Master Tianxuan, the leader of the fourth young master, is known as the Fairy Qin. He is not only amazing, but also unparalleled in beauty. Today, I brought my young disciples to come from thousands of miles to propose marriage to Mr. Tianxuan, and by the way, I can learn about the wonderful skills of the righteous path of the West Sea at the Qingyun Celebration."

"I just saw that the righteous path in the West Sea is just like this. I am not targeting anyone, but saying that you are all rubbish here."

The middle-aged man in one hand, the bowl of the bones in the other hand, and the yellow cloak, opened his eyes, and a cold and dark divine intention filled out, and behind him a phantom that looked like a demon but a demon, a Buddha but a Buddha, was full of tyranny, fierce, and terrible will.
Chapter completed!