"Master."

The little Confucian scholar next to the Confucian scholar asked quietly.

Kuangren Chu touched his nose awkwardly and said, "Master, I made a mistake. I didn't expect this person to be so powerful."

While marveling at it, he continued: "Although that body is slightly weaker than the black stone body, it is better than the body that can regenerate flesh and blood and reshape the body. It is breathtaking!"

Fei Laijun looked at the crowd and said, "How about I lend a helping hand to fellow Taoist Miao."

"I'm afraid that leaving such an unstable factor will destroy the opportunity of the Tiger Tomb Middle Path Body."

Before anyone could answer, Miao Ran calmed down her internal organs and turned around and said, "It's okay for you to be pretentious."

"If you don't practice boxing, you won't be able to feel the abyss of power in the punch. When you throw a punch, you have to avoid even the edge of my fist, otherwise it will be like being crushed into scattered dust."

"So powerful?"

The man in the bamboo hat was surprised.

"It's much more powerful than this."

"The most obvious manifestation is that it is not a fist at all, but a 'mountain'!"

"Mountain?!"

Everyone couldn't help but exclaimed.

They know exactly what realm the mountain is.

If we say that this person's fist is as strong as a mountain, doesn't it mean that this person is expected to become a saint?

You must know that the first step of becoming a saint is called ‘mountain state’.

Mengzhi didn't know what these overhauls were talking about. He only knew that Master Fox seemed to have won, and even his shattered arm was repaired quickly.

At this time, his nervousness that reached his throat was finally relieved, but then he became worried again.

The shadow in the Babel Tower said that only the losers and the weak should unite.

If Lord Fox is a strong man, he will definitely be targeted by those major cultivators.

Meng Zhi's eyes rolled, and he quickly raised his hands and said: "Please also ask Fairy Sister to save my teacher!"

"Auntie, that uncle is calling you."

The girl hiding behind Yin Zhaoluo covered her mouth and smiled.

Yin Zhaoluo gave the girl a shudder, and then said with a smile: "Your master is at the peak of his power. Even the geniuses of the ancient sacred land are no match for your master, so he doesn't need my help at all. And why should I?"

How can I help you? After all, we are not related."

When Meng Zhi saw that there was something going on, his eyes lit up and he said: "Although this boy is only at the late stage of Jin Dan, he is also willing to be a protector."

"If anything difficult comes up after entering the temple, I can resist it."

Yin Zhaoluo looked at the five people, then at the gray-haired main soul, and said with a smile: "You are really thoughtful."

In fact, she prefers the main soul to be a helper. If the five of them join together, even if she is strong, she can only 'compete fairly' under the other party's rules.

Now that I have the main soul as my helper, I have a lot more say.

If she gets the help of the great demon and the masters from Baijia Academy, she will be able to dominate the situation.

Therefore, even if Meng Zhi didn't say anything, she would still help her main soul when it was in danger.

The icing on the cake is never as good as the timely help.

Since Meng Zhi brought it up.

Of course she wouldn't argue anything just to provide help in times of need.

So he took one step forward, moved lightly on the lotus steps, and led his juniors to a short distance from the boat. He said, "All of you fellow Taoists are here for the opportunity of this junior generation. There is no need to hurt your harmony."

The implication.

It's all fate and things that happen to future generations. It wouldn't be worthwhile for them to fight life and death.

Miao Ran was the first to agree.

He smiled and said: "Well, I am also worried that the opportunity will fall into the hands of ordinary people. The old man is so powerful that he deserves a seat!"

Fei Laijun looked at Miao Ran in surprise.

Miao Ran's expression remained firm and motionless.

Someone will give him the steps so that he won't stop descending.

The main soul looked at Yin Zhaoluo and cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for your help."

Yin Zhaoluo returned the gift with a smile: "Fellow Taoist, thank you for being such a good disciple."

The main soul flew back to the boat.

Meng Zhi wanted to speak but stopped.

The main soul knew what he wanted to say, waved his hand and said: "Disciple, there is no need to say more, I know everything."

Mengzhi opened his eyes wide.
Chapter completed!