"Hahaha……"

After the old man with white eyebrows finished speaking, a hearty laugh came from Hong Xuanlong's mouth.

Then his old man, the white-eyed old man, spoke without any fear, "Mr. Hong is just here to find someone. Why should this fellow Taoist mobilize such a group of people?"

"Hmph!" The old man with white eyebrows snorted coldly, "Fellow Taoist is also too bullying. If you don't give me an explanation today, don't blame me for not giving face."

Hong Xuanlong's face darkened, and then he sneered: "If you really want someone Hong to give me an explanation."

After saying that, he looked at the people in the city below, with a little murderous intent in his eyes.

If the other party dares to open the city barrier to deal with him, then Hong Xuanlong doesn't mind having a "fight of trapped beasts".

Just like on the Nantu Continent, the Zhang family confined Beihe in the clan land and wanted to catch turtles in the jar, the final result was that the people of the Zhang family were killed by the Beihe god, and the losses were extremely heavy.

Hong Xuanlong is a heavenly priest. If he is locked up, he will probably not be able to stop him from killing all directions in the city. It will inevitably cause unimaginable losses to the city.

Hearing the threat hidden in Hong Xuanlong's words, the old man with white eyebrows suddenly turned ashen.

At this time, he subconsciously glanced at everyone in the city below, and then said to Hong Xuanlong: "Fellow Taoist, you have to think clearly. It is not a wise move to offend my Evil King Sect on the Ancient Demon Continent."

"Mr. Hong's purpose is clearly stated. He just wanted to find someone. He never thought about offending the sect. Now that Hong's purpose has been achieved, if the sect is entangled, it can only be said that the sect itself is unhappy."

"you……"

The old man with white eyebrows was furious.

Seeing this, Hong Xulong said again: "If fellow Taoist does not remove the ban, then I'm afraid that someone from Hong will really offend you, the Evil King Sect."

After saying that, Hong Xuanlong looked at the city below again, and his eyes became cold.

Hearing this, the old man with white eyebrows fell into deep thoughts.

The seven or eight Dharma Yuan cultivators who surrounded Hong Xuanlong looked at him with a gloomy face.

Hong Xuanlong is a cultivator in the Heavenly Venerable Realm. If such a person fights a trapped beast, he doesn't have to think about it and will bring disaster to his Evil King Sect.

None of the people here are fools. In their opinion, the Evil King Sect is currently suffering no losses? The decision of the old man Baimei should be to let Hong Xuanlong leave.

Sure enough, the next moment, the old man with white eyebrows waved his hand.

After this person's movements fell, was it just a breathing effort? The city barrier was closed.

At the same time, I heard the old man with white eyebrows look at Hong Xuanlong and said, "If the mountains do not turn, there will be a time later."

"Hehehehe... hope."

Hong Xuanlong couldn't hear what this person meant? After a smile, he rushed in a certain direction.

Just when everyone thought that he was going to leave the city directly, he saw his big hand grabbing someone on the street in the city.

"Hula!"

An invisible palm immediately poked towards Beihe and grabbed him in his hand.

The next moment, Hong Xuanlong turned into a stream of light? He flashed with the Beihe River and disappeared into the skyline outside the city.

Everyone was shocked by his actions just now? Even the old man with white eyebrows shrank his pupils.

However, when everyone saw that Hong Xuanlong was a low-level monk in the Wuchen period, they were puzzled and breathed a sigh of relief.

Hong Xuanlong, who had fled far away, didn't know what these people were thinking.

His arrival only broke the peace of the Evil King Sect, and other than that, it did not cause any shocking movement.

When he appeared again with Beihe, he was already in a barren mountain range not far from the Evil King Sect.

I saw him rushing downwards and finally arrived at the foot of a barren mountain.

When he arrived here, he relaxed the Beihe River. As his mind moved, a lot of dry firewood flew from all directions? He gathered in one place and shouted a loud blast, burning a bunch of red bonfires.

Seeing Hong Xuanlong's actions, Beihe felt a little strange. The next breath, Hong Xuanlong waved his hand and sacrificed a table table and two cushions.

Just when Beihe thought that Hong Xuanlong was going to drink and chat with him, the man flicked his sleeves.

With a "hula", a black figure was thrown out of his cuff.

After the man appeared, he staggered back several steps before he stood still.

At the same time, Beihe also saw that this was a middle-aged man with a tall and thin body, a slightly pale face, and two beards on his lips.

This man was dressed in black, his five fingers were more than twice as long as ordinary people, and he could tell the identity of a monk from another race.

Although I have never seen it, Beihe still has a premonition that this middle-aged man with mustache is probably Chang Tianhe.

As soon as Fang appeared, the middle-aged man looked at Hong Xuanlong and showed a hint of fear.

At the same time, his eyes glanced around, and when he found that the place he was now in was in a barren mountain, the fear in his eyes became even more serious.

Finally, he suppressed the fear in his heart and looked at Hong Xuanlong and reluctantly smiled, "Hong...Brother Hong..."

"Sit down."

Hong Xuanlong had already sat down on a cushion and raised his hand to him.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man swallowed, but sat down opposite Hong Xuanlong.

Hong Xuanlong picked up a wine pot on the table and poured a glass for the other party and himself.

Seeing the current situation, Beihe stood beside Hong Xuanlong, carefully observing the scene, and constantly speculating in his heart.

After putting down the wine pot, Hong Xuanlong picked up the wine glass and turned it slightly, staring at the nectar and jade liquid in it. He only heard him say, "Brother Chang and I have known each other for thousands of years. When you and I have been in the elixir stage, we already met. It can be said that Brother Chang is my oldest old friend. And the first time we met was the current situation."

After saying that, Hong Xuanlong raised his head and looked at the bonfire, and then at the night above his head.

"Brother Hong is also my oldest friend." said the middle-aged man.

However, when he spoke, he was obviously a little cautious, which showed that he was extremely nervous.

"For thousands of years, you and I have said that they have cooperated and helped each other a lot. We have been able to get to this day. It can be said that each other has made great contributions." Hong Xuanlong said again.

And the more he did, the more nervous the middle-aged man became.

The next breath, Hong Xuanlong looked at the man and smiled slightly, "This cup, I wish you and me the mutual support for thousands of years."

After saying that, he picked up the wine glass in his hand.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man took a breath, but in the end he raised his hand and ran into Hong Xuanlong.

In this person's opinion, with Hong Xuanlong's current strength, if he wants to deal with him, there is no need to be such a trouble. If the other party can capture him from the Evil King Sect, he already knows that Hong Xuanlong has broken through to the Heavenly Venerable Realm to cultivate.

After clinking the glasses, Hong Xuanlong raised his head and drank the wine in the glass.

The middle-aged man nodded, and he also raised his head and drank the spirit wine.

Hong Xuanlong picked up the wine pot and poured another cup for the two of them. Then he said, "It's just that when we arrived in Wanling City, we both blushed for the essence of magic liquid. Now it's really sad."

The middle-aged man's expression tightened. He knew very well that for the sake of the essence of magic liquid, he secretly plotted against Hong Xuanlong several times, and even plotted against Mrs. Hong. Because of this matter, he and Hong Xuanlong completely broke up. On the contrary, Hong Xuanlong had never attacked him.

"But people die for money and birds die for food. People who practice Taoism naturally have the most important task of practicing behavior, so for their own benefit, this is understandable. I respect you the second cup."

At the end of the conversation, Hong Xuanlong picked up the wine glass again.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man was nervous and clinked glasses with him to drink.

Hong Xuanlong picked up the wine pot again and poured the third glass of wine for the two of them.

This time, after picking up the wine glass, he looked at the wine in the glass with a hint of fun, and then muttered to himself: "My son Hong Ling, you are the one who killed me."

As soon as Hong Xuanlong finished speaking, Beihe was moved behind him.

He never knew that Hong Xuanlong had another son besides Hong Yinghan. Just judging from Hong Xuanlong's words, his son seemed to have died at the hands of Chang Tianhe.

Chang Tianhe's body trembled, and a hint of fear appeared in his eyes.

But he knew that since Hong Xuanlong found him, even if he was a cover-up, he would have no effect at all.

So he nodded, "It was indeed me who killed me. For my own selfish interests, I attacked the people around Brother Hong."

After saying that, he said again: "In order to atone for my sins, I, Chang Tianhe, are willing to let you plant a mark of life and death, and from then on, do your best to do your best."

Hong Xuanlong looked at him, while Chang Tianhe lowered his head slightly.

"Come on, I've had this glass of wine." After a moment, Hong Xuanlong said.

Chang Tianhe raised his head, picked up the wine glass in extreme anxiety, and raised his head to drink it all after a touch with Hong Xuanlong.

After Hong Xuanlong put down his wine glass, he waved his hand.

"Crazy..."

The bonfire burning beside the two men was like a fire dragon whistling towards Changtian River, and instantly wrapped the person.

The next breath, the red flames burned.

"ah!"

From the flames, Chang Tianhe's scream came.

Beihe saw that this man's clothes turned into ashes in an instant, and then his body was revealed.

Although the flames that wrapped this person seemed ordinary, they actually seemed to have a terrifying high temperature, which made Chang Tianhe's forehead veins burst out, revealing a hideous pain. His skin became charred and eroded inch by the burning of the flames.

And it was strange that during the burning process, the person was always sitting cross-legged and unable to move at all.

Looking at Chang Tianhe who was burned by the flames, Hong Xuanlong said: "You burned my son with the baby fire for ten years. Now I will return it a hundred times. I will burn you for a thousand years."
Chapter completed!