However, the Yin Crazy General shook the copper hammer casually, and a whirlwind ginger rolled the treasure bag back and fell back into Jiang Lin'er's hand.

Jiang Lin'er frowned slightly and asked, "What does General mean?"

"Haha, today's rules have suddenly changed," the general of the intimidating general admired the pattern on the copper hammer in his hand and said calmly, "You should not break freely in the underworld. Are you not afraid of being punished by heaven?"

Master Wangqing's eyes flashed and he said calmly: "Do you mean to make things difficult for me?"

And behind Master Wangqing, the sound of a long sword being unsheathed suddenly came.

Youqin Xuanya's pretty face was cold, so she set off her own Fire Lin Sword Box and was ready to take action.

Li Changshou, who has been working hard to reduce his presence, can only laugh and cry next to him at this moment.

It's just a little toll, how can it be so tense?

He is a young disciple, and it is not suitable for talking in such an occasion. With his own head and master, he will never let Master Wangqing really fight with the underworld.

It's nothing more than spending more treasures.

Anyway, he doesn't have to pay.

Moreover, taking advantage of such a small matter, Li Changshou could also touch the details of the underworld...

At this moment, the Yin Crazy General grabbed two copper hammers and looked at Master Wangqing, slightly provocative.

Master Wangqing snorted coldly, but he didn't say much amid Jiang Lin'er's secret dissuasion.

"Oh?"

The waxy general showed a sneer, "How dare you not accept it?"

The hundreds of strong ghost messengers behind him took a step forward together!

His eyes were staring like a copper bell, and he made a lightning alert!

A stream of shocking blood and energy fluctuations spread across these ghost messengers, mixing them into an amazing power!

Just as Master Wangqing was about to respond, Ji Wuyou raised his hand slightly and signaled Master Wangqing to retreat.

Then, Ji Wuyou took two steps forward with his hands behind his back, and the pressure of the Golden Immortal Realm was undoubtedly revealed.

Ji Wuyou said with a smile:

"Since we have come here from thousands of miles away, we are unwilling to return here.

Please forgive me. My fellow disciples have a little temper. I don’t know if it’s convenient.”

"convenient?"

The general of the Yin Crazy Crazy said coldly: "Today I said you can't get through, so you can't get through. Is the Golden Immortal Realm very amazing?

There are at least three or four golden immortals who have walked over to this general in a day.

This is the underworld, even if it is a dragon, you are too scattered!"

"Cough, cough cough."

Ji Wuyou raised his hand and coughed twice, holding a long sword in his hand, and his breath became much sharper.

"Since this is the case, I can only reason with fellow Taoists."

Li Changshou:...

That’s right, the general skill of the Duxian Sect is definitely [top]!

Elder Wan Linjun is like this, and Master Wangqing is like this. Both of them are dedicated to practicing and not walking outside, but they can explain the past.

Why is the leader...

Seeing the leader talking all the way, he obviously knew that there was a problem here to collect tolls?

Li Changshou moaned in his heart, only a headache.

Before he could do anything to remedy, the secret general curled his mouth and suddenly turned his head and shouted to the mountain next to him:

"Marson! The human race golden immortal is going to force his way through the level!"

"Um?"

With a light eh, a breath that made Li Changshou feel heart trembling exploded from the top of the mountain next to him!

Suddenly, he heard a loud sound from the air, and a figure jumped out of the mountain in the ten thousand pounds. It was originally the size of a sesame seed, but in a blink of an eye it fell in front of hundreds of ghost messengers.

This is a strong man nine feet tall, with short light blue hair, rough facial features, sleepy eyes, light blue lock armor, and an astonishing aura all over his body!

A fierce evil aura hits my face!

The strong man yawned and stretched.

"Who? Let's see what you are doing here?"

Ji Wuyou frowned slightly. Although he felt that this strong man was amazing at this moment and was definitely a difficult person, as the head of the Duxian Sect, how could he show his timidity to outsiders in front of his disciples, especially the illegitimate monks?

However, a wisp of Li Changshou ejaculated into Ji Wuyou's ears:

"The head of the sect, my disciple guesses that this is probably the witch master left behind in the ancient war. It's better not to have a conflict with him."

Ji Wuyou's momentum suddenly weakened a little.

At this moment, I suddenly heard the secret agents on the other side and the secret generals shouting in a low voice:

"Marson, you forgot to wear the hood!"

"Horse, Marshal, hood!"

"Forgot to wear it once, you will be whipped by six hundred times, Marshal!"

"Huh?" The man who had just jumped down raised his hand and touched his face. He suddenly shivered, turned his head and ran two steps towards Wanren Gaoshan next to him. His legs bent, leaving cracks on the solid rocky ground, directly...

Jumped back.

After a while, this tall and mighty figure snorted again, smashed down from the mountain again, and stood in front of the evildoers.

This time... I've got a loose cow's head.

He repeated the words just now:
Chapter completed!