True Man Yun Kong glanced at Peng Zhuri, but did not say anything, but injected a thread of spiritual power into the transmission plate.

Soon, a man's voice sounded: "Master, Liu Changsheng is back!"

Hearing this, a faint smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Peng Zhuri's mouth. His figure shook and he stood up. This smile, coupled with this cold face, showed a bit of cruelty and coldness.

"Are you so anxious for fellow Taoists?"

Master Yun Kong sighed lightly, silently put away the Dharma plate, looking sad.

"I repeat again. His life belongs to me. As for his resources, I only take back what Pengyu has obtained, and everything else belongs to you. If you calculate carefully, you will not lose, but you will make a big profit!"

Peng Zhuri's voice was chilling, and he glanced at Master Yun Kong, raised his hand and a magic trick was used to strike out. The two hall doors suddenly opened slowly and walked out of the hall, as if he was the master here.

The sadness on Yun Kong Zhenren's face became stronger. He slowly stood up and followed silently.

On the square in front of the hall, Zhenren Mingyue walked slowly in square steps, his face as deep as water. When he saw the two walking out, he hurriedly came forward and gave a deep gift.

"You come with me too!"

Peng Zhuri glanced at Mingyue Zhenren and ordered coldly.

However, Zhenren Mingyue’s eyes looked at Zhenren Yunkong. Seeing Zhenren Yunkong nodding, he answered dumbly: “Yes!”

The three of them drove the escape light and headed towards the teleportation hall, as if they disliked the slow speed of Mingyue. Peng Zhuri rushed to him, and a powerful suction force fell from the sky. Ming Yue Zhenren couldn't help but flew towards him and landed beside Peng Zhuri.

A ball of white light rushed out of Peng Zhuri's body and wrapped around the two. Mingyue Zhenren felt the sound of wind roaring in his ears, and the meteors flew towards the mountain where the teleportation hall was located.

The dignified elder of the Tianshi Mansion is now at the mercy of others, and his heart is inexplicably desolate!

There is a huge gap between the Nascent Soul Cultivator and the Demon Emperor Realm monk. What's more, Peng Zhuri is still in the late stage of the Demon Emperor's Great Perfection, and he is only half a step away from entering the immortal path.

Fortunately, since Peng Zhuri occupied the magpie's nest, for safety reasons, Zhenren Mingyue has already sent most of the Nascent Soul cultivators and secret disciples of the Golden Dan Realm in Longhu Mountain out of the mountain gate. At this moment, few people could see this scene.

Soon, the figures of the three appeared in the Zizhu Mountains.

On the outskirts of the Zizhu Mountains, Liu Changsheng was chasing a giant bat. The seventh-level bat monster had a wingspan of dozens of feet wide, with a very fast escape speed, squeaking, disturbing people's minds, and the dark green poison juice sprayed out of his mouth was even more poisonous. Just now, when Liu Changsheng was attacking another demon king, the bat monster suddenly attacked, and there were mottled corrosion marks on the Hunyuan armor.

Suddenly, a man's voice sounded: "Junior, don't be arrogant and take your life!"

The sound rang out like thunder. Following this sound, there was a giant palm covering the sky and sun, slapped straight for Liu Changsheng. At the same time, a vast power of divine thought as the sea fell from the sky.

The bat demon only felt a buzzing sound in his ears, his soul shaking, his eyes turned black, and he fell to the ground.

Liu Changsheng's body also shook a few times in the air, his face changed suddenly. He suddenly raised his true energy in his body and rushed forward, escaped from the attack of the palm shadow, and hit the bat demon with one stick.

The palm shadow hit the sky, and a huge sound of shocking earth, a bottomless palm-shaped pit appeared on the ground, and deep cracks were cracked on the ground within a radius of dozens of miles.

However, the bat monster was smashed by Liu Changsheng's head and quickly put it into the storage bracelet.

Immediately afterwards, Liu Changsheng suddenly turned around and rushed towards the other direction. Suddenly, golden light shone behind him, and pairs of wide wings of rolling wings were born. Long feathers were shining golden. With a swell of wings, they easily escaped hundreds of feet away, and ran away without looking back.

But another palm shadow flew down above my head.

Thirty miles behind him, a middle-aged man with a purple robe, high crown, white face and cold face, came to chase Liu Changsheng with his feet on the clouds.

Seeing the appearance of the middle-aged man from afar, several demon kings who were scattering were shocked one by one, and they stopped escaping. The transformed demon king who was closer even respectfully gave a respectful salute from afar.

"Boy, you are brave. Are you not afraid that that old guy Peng Zhuri will come one step earlier than me?"

Another voice transmission suddenly sounded in Liu Changsheng's ears.

Hearing this message, Liu Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief, and then he felt a little confused. His wings flapped more frequently and he ran away faster without looking back.

The middle-aged man in purple robe who was chasing behind him seemed to be the Master Mingjian, but the power of that palm just now and the powerful divine consciousness falling from the sky were far more than any great monk he had ever seen. Could it be that Master Mingjian had entered the realm of transformation of the gods?

This point was not mentioned by Duanchen Zhenren.

Another palm shadow fell from the sky, still full of power, but it still failed to hit Liu Changsheng. It flew past Liu Changsheng and shot a mountain underground.

"Boy, act seriously. I am now Jin Bolang of the Ten Thousand Demon Valley!"

The sound of the sound rang again, and the middle-aged man in purple robe was getting closer and closer to Liu Changsheng. Looking back, this man stepped on the blue clouds and chased him like an understatement. His speed was no less than that of Liu Changsheng's full strength.

This time, Liu Changsheng completely believed that the person who was chasing him was really the Master Mingjian, and also understood why Master Mingjian came to play this scene with him. It seems that the news that Master Mingjian advanced to the realm of God Transformation is a secret, and even Master Duan Chen didn't know it. However, when Master Duan Chen was sent to the news three days ago, he did not mention that Master Mingjian was going to pretend to be Jin Bolang, and he didn't know what other profound meaning of Master Mingjian's move was.

Thinking of this, he said loudly: "Jin Bolang, you old monster, if you slap me, I will kill you a demon king in Wan Yao Valley. I see how many demon kings in Wan Yao Valley die because of you!"

"Arrogant!"

Zhenren Ming Jian snorted coldly, raised his hand and palmed again.

This palm hit Liu Changsheng's body firmly and hit him deep into the ground.

Several transformed demon kings who were watching from afar could not help but be excited when they noticed this scene, and their hearts were pounding. Just now, Liu Changsheng was so powerful that they fled in panic, and they were in extreme embarrassment. In the blink of an eye, the feng shui was changing.

"The Third Elder's magical power is extraordinary!"

"The Third Elders are mighty!"

"I'm paying homage to the third elder!"

"The third elder will definitely take down Zizhu Mountain in one fell swoop!"

Several demon kings cheered like thunder, bowed to the real person Mingjian from afar, and the flattery sounded like a mountain, for fear that they would be too far away, Jin Bolang would not hear it.

According to rumors, there are four demon emperors in Wan Yao Valley, and Jin Bolang ranks third.

Unexpectedly, a golden light flew up on the dusty ground. Liu Changsheng spread his wings and flew high again. The palm he just now did not kill him.

At this moment, the demon kings suddenly became embarrassed and closed their mouths together.

Jin Bolang has always been a little confused and flattered at the horse's hooves. If he angers him, he will be in trouble.

The ninth-level demon king was even more worried that during the past beast disasters, there was an agreement between the demon king and the human god-transforming powerhouse who had a strong man from the human race to not participate in the battle directly. Now that Jin Bolang suddenly appeared in the Zizhu Mountains, will the Yunkong Zhenren of the Tianshi Mansion take action? If this rule is broken, will it be triggered to slaughter the demon army of the Dayan Dynasty by the Yunkong Zhenren?

Zhenren Ming Jian snorted coldly, and suddenly the light around him shone brightly, speeding up a few points, raising his hand and hitting him again.

Liu Changsheng's movements were also three points faster than just now, and this palm actually hit the empty again.

On the main peak of Zizhu Mountain, Wei Chen, Feng Yi, Yan Xiao and others changed their expressions one by one, and they all looked at Duan Chen Zhenren.

They didn't know Jin Bolang, but they could see that Liu Changsheng was in a life-and-death crisis, and those who could force Liu Changsheng into this form were probably the only demon emperors and the powerful god-turned-in-human god-turned-in-human gods.

The speed of the two was too fast, and they were far away from the main peak of the Zizhu Mountain Range in a moment. The formation restriction could no longer capture the figures of the two, and the bronze mirror became blurred.

True Man Duan Chen's face was as deep as water, and his heart was filled with anxiety. Liu Changsheng guessed correctly. He did not know that True Man Mingjian had entered the realm of transformation of the gods. Judging from the images in the bronze mirror just now, the strength of this middle-aged man in purple robe was definitely not comparable to Liu Changsheng. The speed of the two was too fast, and the mirror was blurred. He could not see the specific face of the man in purple robe. He was not sure whether this person was played by True Man Mingjian.

But facing such a strong man, even if all the Nascent Soul cultivators here fight out, they are not opponents. Opening the mountain protection formation and letting Liu Changsheng step into the mountain gate will only bring crisis to everyone.

At this moment, a deafening loud noise roared in everyone's ears, and the mountain peaks under everyone's feet trembled.

"What's going on? Someone attacked the mountain protecting formation?"

Yan Xiao asked in a trembling voice, his figure swayed and rushed out of the hall.

True Man Duan Chen frowned and walked quickly outside the hall.

Wei Chen, Feng Yi and others looked at each other and followed one after another.

The sky was filled with spiritual light, and the forbidden light curtain covering the main peak of the Zizhu Mountain Range was torn a huge hole in the location of the Teleportation Hall. Outside the Teleportation Hall, Lin Dong, who was responsible for guarding the Teleportation Hall, looked up at the sky, with an ugly expression.

"What's going on?"

True Man Duan Chen asked from a distance.

"It's Uncle Yunkong and that senior!"

Lin Dong replied, his face turned pale and his heart was filled with anger.

The Mingyue Zhenren was caught in his palm like a chicken by the Peng Zhuri Eagle, and it was clearly taken as a hostage. However, the Yunkong Zhenren who followed the two turned a blind eye to it.

Thinking deeper, a sense of powerlessness surged. Even Master Yun Kong could not break this mountain protection formation with one palm, but Peng Zhuri broke it casually. If his strength was not good, what could it be done except to be slaughtered by others?

He turned his head and looked at another figure outside the teleportation hall, and smiled coldly: "Duan Pingyuan, if he doesn't die, just wash your neck and wait for death!"

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