"Hehe! I'll meet you very often, so I should have a good reminiscence. Why should fellow Taoist Xuanming be thousands of miles away?" A gloomy voice came, and it was the Taoist man of the Styx.

"snort!"

Xuan Ming snorted lightly and said disdainfully:

"You Styx are in the sea of ​​blood, and I live in the underworld. The two places are already adjacent. If you want to meet, you can do it at any time. Your words seem to be insincere!"

When the Taoist Master of Styx heard this, he looked a little embarrassed and looked at Xuan Ming in a hurry, not knowing how to reply.

Seeing this, Kunpeng on the side smiled indifferently and said:

"Haha! As I said before, fellow Dao Xuanming has changed so much! If it were before, fellow Dao Xuanming would never have tried his best."

There is a slight irony in the tone.

When Xuan Ming heard this, a faint sarcastic look appeared on his face and said:

"My verbal advantage is probably far worse than your Kunpeng!"

Speaking of this, Xuan Ming's expression changed, pretending to be surprised, and continued:

"Oh! By the way! I called you a demon master before, but I had no choice but to do it. Don't be surprised!"

The implication is that it is a satirizing Kunpeng for escaping and betraying the demon clan at the time, and now he still regards himself as a demon master, which is really shameless.

Looking at Xuan Ming with a contempt look, Kunpeng twitched slightly, suppressing his anger in his heart, and said lightly:

"It seems that fellow Taoist Xuanming has really changed! In my opinion, this change is still good. Congratulations to fellow Taoist, and there is another 'magic power'!"

After saying that, he looked at Xuan Ming coldly, his eyes as cold as ice.

"snort!"

Facing Kunpeng's cold gaze, Xuan Ming did not show any weakness, snorted and replied:

“Each one another!”

When the great master Lei Ze on one side saw that the two of them mocked each other, he felt impatient and said rudely:

"Don't talk about it! Xuanming Ancestral Witch, if you want to steal the Hongmeng purple qi, you still need to ask me about the divine hammer in my hand!"

As he said that, he waved the Thunder God Hammer in his hand, and then glared hard at Xuan Ming.

Seeing this, Taoist Huangquan raised his hand to stop his friend, then turned behind him and shouted:

"Since you are here, please show up!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of "swish", "swish", and "swish" kept coming, and countless escape lights flew to the scene.

Everyone looked at it intently, but there were disciples of the Fourth Sect, Haotian, Yaochi and Tianxia Zhenren and other groups of casual cultivators.

"snort!"

After looking at the people who appeared in Fang Zi, Kunpeng snorted coldly and said:

"I guess you all in the secret are planning to be that 'yellow bird'! So should we do some more 'cleaning'?"

As soon as Kunpeng finished speaking, the sound of "swish", "swish", and "swish" came again, and more than a hundred people appeared.

Seeing this, Kunpeng's face turned cold and glared hard to the distance, but because there were still people hiding not far from this direction, Kunpeng also knew his identity, and he was the member of the Phoenix Clan.

Since everyone showed up, Xuan Ming has been observing secretly.

Suddenly, Xuan Ming's heart moved, his eyes burst into light, he looked up at Zhen Yuanzi, Kunpeng and others, and said:

"So that's it! You should have known my traces long ago! The reason why I pretended not to know was to clean up those casual cultivators! Humph! It's really a good plan!"
Chapter completed!