When Jiao Kuang heard the "fifty pieces" top immortal weapon, he was also trembling with anger. His eyes were red and glaring at Chen Jingxuan, gritting his teeth, and said, "There are no more ten holy emperor coins. At worst, you can kill this prince."

"Ha, such a good meat ticket, what are I killing you?" Chen Jingxuan sneered a few times, and gave an expressionless order to the people in Honglu Temple, saying, "Take it down and notify the old loach to come and redeem people. I want to take a look. Is that old guy stingy with the immortal weapon, or can't bear to leave his precious son?"

Hearing the word "take down", several immortals from Honglu Temple did not speak nonsense and grabbed Jiao Kuang. His cultivation had fallen to the Heavenly Immortal Realm, but he had no power to fight back in front of these old immortals.

When he saw Jiao Kuang, he instantly fell into the hands of those old guys, and even his cultivation was imprisoned.

"Big...Prince."

Swish!

The faces of the clam spirit, leopard slaughter and other demon animals suddenly changed.

"Leopard, please inform the king." The clam spirit trembled and said in panic.

The prince was arrested.

This is no trivial matter.

Baotu nodded. As soon as he took out the treasure snail, he saw an old man who looked like a dragon-headed man, who was eight or nine points the same as it, with a ball of black fog, appeared above the Honglu Temple out of thin air. He looked at Chen Jingxuan with a faint smile and said, "Ying Xian King, I don't know what the child has made, but he actually drove so many immortals to attack it, and even locked its heavenly soul?"

"Ao Wujiang, you are so brave. You dare to trek into Chang'an City. You are so tired of living..." Seeing this old dragon demon, Chen Jingxuan's face suddenly cooled down, and the murderous intent in his eyes skyrocketed, and the majestic immortal energy swept over with a buzzing sound, staring at it coldly, saying, "The art of ban, kill!"

Boom!

The entire sky above the Honglu Temple was shrouded in his breath, and a spear that condensed regularly suddenly appeared in his hands. He was standing up, without hesitation at all, and attacked the old dragon demon.

The sky has changed color.

When the Honglu Temple saw Chen Jingxuan taking action, everyone walked out of the hall, looking at the old dragon demon with a cautious look. Although Chen Jingxuan was not weak, they did not dare to underestimate the slightest. This old dragon demon was the king of the Jiao Shen Kingdom. If there was no means, he would not dare to ignore the Holy Emperor's ban on "Not being a true immortal of the Holy Tang Dynasty, he appeared in the Honglu Temple in a panic.

"King Yingxian, we haven't seen each other for nearly a hundred years, right? Your temper is getting more and more irritable." Ao Wujiang chuckled a few times and quipped at him.

"I dare to ignore the ban on the Holy Emperor. I will kill you first, and then let the chef in the mansion stew a pot of dragon soup. After drinking it, my temper will naturally be restrained..." Chen Jingxuan hummed, and retorted with a cold face.

Buzzing!

The soul gun kept vibrating and made a dull sound.

Many people's hearts became palpitations.

The sound of his shot was extremely shocking. The rules over the Honglu Temple were affected. This was his real strength. It was a little stronger than Qiu Wanya's sword. Seeing Chen Jingxuan attacking him, Ao Wujiang smiled, without the intention of dodging, and still stood in the same place without being moved.

"Is the Eight Kings of the Holy Tang the only strength?" A cold and harsh voice suddenly sounded in the black fog. Just by sounding it, it made people feel numb.

"What?" Chen Jingxuan's face changed slightly. Before he could get close to Jiao Wujiang, he saw an extremely huge beast claw suddenly stretched out from the black fog and crushed him.

This beast claw is extremely fierce!

It was like a ten thousand-year-old ancient demon. Before he could touch his soul gun, the rules condensed on it began to collapse. The entire Honglu Temple seemed to have fallen into a beast cave, filled with a unique aura that only ferocious beasts had. Chen Jingxuan's face suddenly changed. He did not expect that this old loach was so cunning and had such a powerful ferocious beast hidden beside him.

Haven't reacted yet.

The beast claws fell on him with a "bang!", and the aura of destruction swept through, and the huge force made him fall back and forth, even his mouth and nose were covered with blood. The immortal soul was turbulent, and his face was pale and bloodless.

"Yingxian King?" The immortals from Honglu Temple rushed over and protected him in the middle, staring at the black mist in horror.
Chapter completed!