Brother Dao Committed Evil Again

No matter how powerful the people in the cultivation world are, after all, they are still flesh and blood, and they have not reached the realm of powerhouses that are inextricably immersed in water and fire.

Over time, the fire rose into the sky and thick smoke billowed. The scorching flames roasted the four of them, and if they continued to fight like this, they would turn into roast chickens sooner or later.

The competition had to end in haste, and each of them escaped.

Mao seemed to be older and experienced a lot after all, so he wasn't panicked when he encountered such a thing. After hearing the heart-rending cries of any one on the hill, he quickly found him and used his spiritual power to clear the way. escaped the fire.

"Cough cough cough~~~ Oops, my mother, I almost choked to death."

Just as soon as the spiritual power mask was released, any one was choked by the smoke and his nose and tears were flying.

"Stinky boy, what's wrong? I'm afraid that the old man will leave you to escape alone, and his throat will be broken! Hahaha..."

Mao looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Cough cough... But that's not it, without you, I'm already baked."

Any of his hair was scorched by the fire, and the whole person's image can only be described as terrible.

He could not have been so embarrassed, as long as there was a blue spirit to protect him. However, when he thought of what Lan Ling said, his spiritual power would dissipate when he was exhausted, so he dismissed the idea.

Until the moment of life and death, he will never, nor allow Lan Ling to waste any more spiritual power.

It's really good to have someone to accompany you at last! Even if you are used to loneliness, you still yearn for the warmth of the world. Such a thought flashed in any one's mind.

Facing Mao's seeming ridicule, Ren Zhan just touched the back of his head and smirked, but didn't say much.

Looking around, this fire destroyed all the Achnatherum splendens on the wasteland. Ren Ren said with some regret: "What a good food and grass, it's gone."

"Bah, bah, bah...you say that, why do I feel that the old man is a grazing cattle and horses!"

Mao looked disgusted and spit, he really couldn't agree with any of the words.

"Uh~~Isn't it? You've been eating for a hundred years. Now that you've finished eating, you don't need to eat any more."

"Stinky boy, begging for a beating..."

Mao seemed to take off his shoes and went to chase and beat him, and for a while, there was a whimper that kept calling, "Master, I was wrong, I shouldn't have called you an ox, you're always better than them. Now, you can eat it for a hundred years, and they can eat for a few years at most, which is completely incomparable!"

"You are the real king of the prairie. I worship you. Ouch~~ If you hit me, I will also say that you are a role model for my generation, and the belief in my heart lies..."

"Look, I won't tear your mouth, go eat Baba!" Mao appeared to kick his **** and go straight to the ground.

"Ouch~~ The old man beat someone, help!" Yi Yi lay on the ground, crying bitterly.

He really hurts, and the old man won't be merciful when he beats people.

Lan Ling looked at them so interesting, and even felt a little envious.

She couldn't help but think of the thousands of years she had spent with her master. Every day she was by her side, or she was flattered and flattered by a group of people.

Either they face all kinds of sneak attacks and assassinations, conspiracies and tricks, and they are hard to guard against. There has never been such a relaxing and peaceful moment.

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On the other side, the three people from the Sea Spirit Sect who had just escaped from the sea of ​​flames had a very bad atmosphere. It just so happened that they bumped into the opponent's hand. They were the ancestors of Yan Jia of the Divine Spirit Sect and the ancestors of Wanjia Lighting.

The two sides were like enemies meeting each other, and they were extremely jealous.

"Humph! Everyone in the world says that you are an immortal from the ten thousand family, and I will let you die here today! Take me for a trick, Tsunami~~~"

Following Fan Yicai's fingers, a violent whistle sounded, and a huge wave suddenly descended, hitting the ancestors of the Wan family straight.

The ancestors of the Wan family slashed at their feet, standing like a needle in the sea, letting the huge waves wash and stand still.

"Ha! Younger Huangkou dares to be brave. When the ancestors were all powerful, you still haven't cut off (...) milk! Take a shot from me too!"

Old Ancestor would not sit still, he pulled out a thin arrow from his sleeve and shot it out, and the unpredictable reality produced a lot of phantoms, making people unable to distinguish the true from the false.

Fan Yicai was condensed, trying to see through the true body of the arrow, but it was no use being dazzled. It was really difficult.

He simply pulled out his long sword and turned it into a rain of swords, surrounding himself firmly.

The sound of "ding ~ ~ ~" came, it was the sound of real weapons colliding.

Before he could show a smile, a long arrow came first, and "puchi" shot through his shoulder, bringing out a stream of blood.

He covered the wound and looked at the ancestor of the Wan family in disbelief, "How could this be? It shouldn't be like this."

The other party clearly only shot one arrow, and he also resisted the attack, why did another arrow hit him?

"Humph! This is my family's unique technique, killing two birds with one stone, specially dealing with inexperienced and self-righteous young people like you."

The ancestors of the Wan family walked in step by step, the sunken eye sockets were cruel and unspeakable oppression.

If Fan Yicai was an ordinary cultivator, he might succumb to his oppression and show his cowardice unconsciously.

But who is Fan Yicai? He is recognized as the darling of the heavens. He has always been the only one who has hurt people, and no one has ever hurt him.

"You can, the surname is Wan, you've completely **** me off, just wait and accept my thunderous anger!"

He took out a talisman from his waist, and immediately stopped the ancestors of the Wan family from persecuting.

He was shocked and said: "What kind of talisman are you? It's actually purple!"

On the Lingyin Continent, the ancestors had only seen khaki-colored talismans, and this kind of purple was unheard of and unseen.

"Haha... I'm so ignorant, there are heavens in this world, and there are people outside people, and it's just people in your small world who sit in the well and watch the sky, arrogant and arrogant. Today, I will let you gain insight."

With the activation of his spiritual energy, the talisman was torn apart in an instant, revealing a big monster with empty eyes, which was actually any of the big beasts they had encountered before.

After all, this big beast was transformed by a talisman, and its eyes lacked a little air. Others, like the real big beast, were indestructible and invincible.

The old ancestor's face changed drastically, he put his hand in his mouth, and whistled at Yanjia to attract his attention.

At this time, Yanjia was fighting with two disciples of the Returning Spirit Sect. Hearing the call, he quickly took out a string of talismans from his arms and threw them towards them.

Soon, there was a loud crackling sound, repelling the attack of the two men, allowing Yanjia to fight for a breath, turning around and running to the ancestor's side.

Things are a little tricky, and the two dare not fight again.

"After I stop, hurry up and withdraw!"

Yanjia took out a metal ball and threw it out, and suddenly the smoke billowed, scaring Fan Yicai and the two attendants away.

After all, as a cultivator, there is no one who does not know the reputation of "yo-yo". No one dared to touch the poisonous smoke that was instantly dead, but Yanjia and the ancestors escaped.