"Don't underestimate him," Li Changshou stood with his hands behind his back and smiled, "This guy is now a demon clan and has something to do with the Jie Sect. He may not be able to become a powerful figure in the future.

You will continue to stare on Jinao Island. Once he leaves the island, you will arrange for a dragon elder..."

So, this, this, this.

Li Changshou gave a while and Ao Yi kept nodding.

Soon, the prince of the Dragon Clan, who had recently made rapid progress in cultivation, escaped from his dream and secretly called a dragon master to wait near Jinao Island. Later, there was a small show on stage.

Jinao Island was lively for several hours, and a white cloud came from the north, but Han Zhi received the news and rushed from Sanxian Island.

When Han Zhi saw the Black Panther Spirit, her eyes turned red and she hurriedly called her master.

But the Black Panther Spirit immediately dodged, looked at Han Zhixian sideways, and sighed:

"Reincarnation is no longer the predecessor, so I dare not respond too much. Now that I see that the fairy is safe, I feel at ease, so I will go back to practice."

Han Zhi couldn't help but sigh, and the immortals of Jie Sect immediately tried to keep Black Panther, let Black Panther practice on the island, and then join Jie Sect again.

But Black Panther was worried about his wife and felt that his cultivation was too weak and he had no face to stay on the island to practice. So he stubbornly said goodbye and left, and firmly refused the good intention of the immortals to send him back to the cave.

Black Panther's reactions were also within Li Changshou's inference.

Han Zhi was extremely reluctant to leave and followed the Black Panther out of Jinao Island, and sent it for dozens of miles. She was stopped three times by the Black Panther and could not keep up.

"Master... If a fellow Taoist encounters any difficulties, come to the island or go to Sanxian Island to find me..."

"Go back, go back! I have noble people to help you now, and your practice is not hindered!"

The black panther waved his hands repeatedly, lowered his head and drilled into the sea, used a pretty good escape technique, and fled to the north.

The immortal consciousness of the Jie Cult follows Black Panther for a while and watches him return. Many immortals sigh; but for Jinao Island, this is just a small and strange thing.

When the black panther escaped from the Jinao Island, Ao Yi also left the Baochi and flew towards the East Sea Dragon Palace, and "stopped" to meet a dragon master on the head of the black panther.

The dragon master shouted:

"Second Your Highness! Second Your Highness! You are welcomed!

The Heavenly Court has just received an order to arrive at the Dragon Palace, so you can immediately dispatch troops to track down the traces of the remnant of the Demon Court, Lu Ya Taoist!”

The black panther hiding in the sea suddenly shivered, and his thoughts were a little bit:

Taoist Lu Ya! Benefather-in-law!?

"Yeah?"

Ao Yi said calmly, "I went back to Jinao Island to visit Master before, and I thought about going back to reunite with Sisi for two days, but I didn't expect that this happened again.

It is not easy to be accustomed to heaven...

Who is this Lu Ya?”

"He is the Sun Golden Crow, the prince of the Demon Clan, and is regarded as the lord of the revival by the demon clan now," the dragon clan master replied loudly, "The demon clan wanted to use the soul of the witch clan to refine the human-destroying sword, which was for him."

"Hmph! This Lu Ya! I don't know the number of days!

I will go back to the heavenly court to lead the troops, and you can send me a message back to the Crystal Palace..."

The sound of the two dragons' conversation gradually drifted away. The black panther in the sea was shocked at this moment and showed his face on the sea. He wanted to catch up, but he didn't dare to move.

Lu Yaen's husband is in trouble!

"Oh, I hope my benefactor can survive such difficulties and be very lucky..."

Bang!

Black Panther raised his hand and slapped himself hard, frowned at his reflection in the sea.

What should I do?

...

In the Netherworld, outside the majestic pass on the east side of Fengdu City.

The faint sound of mosquitoes was blowing by with a cool cold wind. Taoist Wen Jing, who was hiding in the dark, looked at the numerous prohibitions here from afar.

She just passed by here and was going to go on a business trip to the Blood Sea today.

I heard that a few days ago, the man and Lord Water God and seven Taoist masters who made up the numbers helped the great master Houtu through a crisis. Taoist Wenjing thought of coming here to see...

Or you can smell a little bit of that man's smell.

Unfortunately, she didn't dare to step into Fengdu City, so she could only take a look from a distance.

Turning around and about to leave, Taoist Wen Jing let out another sigh, attracted by the situation at the end of the sky at the end of the majestic pass...

What is this...doing?

Isn’t the underworld just a soul-catching person? Why are there even coffins prepared?

At the end of the first line of sky, there is a group of pure-blooded witch tribes with good combat power, beating drums and drums, as if they are rehearsing some program.

A rough sarcophagus fell to the ground, and was easily lifted up by six strong witch men and carried on their shoulders. The six witches followed the two wizards in front of them, shaking and walking forward.

After leaving for more than ten feet, Niu Tou shouted to stop.

"Happy! Be happy!

You are so stern, just like your relatives and friends are dead. It is difficult for me to take you to do things for Lord Water God, moo!"

"Everyone should follow the rhythm of drums," Ma Ming hugged his arms and pointed out a few words in a warm voice, "We are going to send coffins to the demon clan to anger them so that we can achieve the effect of starting a war with them..."

So, the group of witches began a new round of rehearsals.

"Come on! Keep practicing!

You must be foolproof and do not make any mistakes. You will only go to the front of the two armies in a few days to cheer for Lord Water God!”

After saying that, Niu Tou suddenly smiled:

"Ma, do you think we should make a tablet for Taoist Lu Ya on the sarcophagus?"

The horse face pondered for a few moments and denied this idea. After all, they went to set up tablets to burn incense, wouldn’t it be a good idea for the prince of the demon clan to take advantage?

In the distance, Taoist Wen Jing couldn't help but raise his hand to hold his forehead.

this……

I feel a little bit ashamed to serve the Lord Water God with them...

Shaking his head, Taoist Wen Jing turned around and left here quickly.

The sound of mosquitoes erupted again, and she went to a hidden place deep in the sea of ​​blood, and found a piece of broken walls and ruins.

Taoist Wen Jing turned into his usual charming figure, wearing a blood gauze dress, and with a few laughs, he walked towards the palace ruins ahead.

She shook her steps gently, her smile was charming and beautiful, but the vicious aura she emitted made many creatures in the hall tremble slightly.

Walking straight to a stone pillar, Taoist Wen Jing leaned against the stone pillar and stood lazy, letting out two seductive chuckles:

"Why, I didn't expect that the one who was sent to help you would be this king?"

A voice came from the corner of the hall:

"Wen Jing, you are also a creature of the sea of ​​blood. You have received guidance from the ancestor back then. I hope you remember such kindness."

"Ha," Taoist Wen Jing narrowed his eyes and chuckled softly, "I will never forget such kindness. After all, the ancestor killed 90% of my children back then."

The sound of iron chains swaying from the corner of the hall, and auras swept up and locked on the Taoist Wen Jing.

Taoist Wen Jing didn't realize it, stared at his slender fingers, and said calmly:

"This is different from the past. The ancestor is dead, and I now have a backer.

You shouldn't really think that if I don't kill you, I'm afraid of your divine power and great power, right?

Forget it, there is nothing to say about you, where is the Rakshasa girl you chose?"

An old voice full of fatigue came from the corner:

"Wangling Mountain keeps its promise and returns the Yuantu Sword to our tribe, which will be in charge of the princess of our tribe."

After the voice fell, a graceful figure emerged from the corner, wearing a silver cloak, exuding a faint peaceful atmosphere, which was a bit out of place.

Seeing this, Wen Jing chuckled and said sarcastically:

"You are willing to spend a lot of money and actually sent out all the bloodlines that are not much of your ancestors."

The girl in a cloak took off her cap and showed a beautiful face and long silver-white hair...
Chapter completed!