Qin Busi smiled: "The most powerful Long family of the famous family, you beheaded the elders, who in the famous family is not afraid of death, dare to stop you?"
Luo Yun: "Then what do you mean by that? Oh, I understand, you mean nothing but nothing!"
Luo Yun: "I don't know what cultivation level these two masters are?"
Qin Busi: "I don't know the details, but there must be one at the peak of the Nascent Soul Stage!"
Qin Busi: "In addition to these two eminent monks guarding, the four veteran forces, the Pioneer Society, the Blood Prison, the Indian God, and the SCP Foundation have all sent trump cards here."
Luo Yun: "It doesn't matter. In your eyes, they are veteran powers. In my eyes, as long as the boss behind them doesn't leave the mountain, everyone else is scum."
Everyone in the Qin family: ""
"He's too arrogant!"
Qin Ya shook her head secretly.
Qin Busi also smiled wryly, "Xuanyuan, I know you are powerful, but no matter how powerful you are, you still haven't survived the thunder disaster, right?"
"That's right."
Luo Yun nodded honestly.
He really hasn't crossed the thunder tribulation yet.
But with his current methods, a flesh and blood puppet 'Megatron' is enough to rival a monk in the mid-stage of Thunder Tribulation.
Wu Gang passed on his 'Great Slashing Technique', once it hits, let alone the Thunder Tribulation Stage, monks who have passed through the second stage of Thunder Tribulation's 'Pure Yang Stage' will all fall!
If he had no trump card, how could he say such a thing as a scholar?
"That's it."
Qin Busi persuaded: "My Qin family's first lady, Qin Huan, the former god of killing, is a monk in the thunder tribulation period."
"According to him, there is a world of difference between those who have survived the thunder disaster and those who have not!"
"In front of a cultivator in the Thunder Tribulation Stage, no matter how many Nascent Soul Stages gather, it will not help."
"However, if more than ten mid-to-late Nascent Soul cultivators join hands to hunt down a peak Nascent Soul, no matter how many methods he has, he may not escape death!"
"Xuanyuan, do you understand what I mean?"
Qin Busi looked at Luo Yun seriously.
"understood."
Luo Yun thought for two or three seconds, "You mean, some guys in the middle and late stages of Nascent Soul want to join forces to kill me? What is the accuracy rate of the message?"
"Does the turtle grandson over there know?"
"I feel like I might have to teach them how to be human."
Qin Busi shook his head, "I only heard some rumors, and I don't know the details, but you should understand the truth that Muxiu will be destroyed by the wind in the forest."
"In fact, many masters have sneaked into the giant desert."
"And the scale is much larger than before. According to Dragon Soul's information, there are no fewer than five masters in the Nascent Soul Stage."
Luo Yun frowned, "Then I can't rest anymore, I have to go in quickly, in case someone gets there first"
"good!"
As Qin Busi said, he turned his gaze to Qin Chu, "Elder Qin Chu, I can help you."
Qin Chu nodded with a smile.
"The Qin family, do you want to help me win the treasure?"
Luo Yun froze for a moment.
"Yes!" Qin Chu said: "This old man's cultivation base is low, and he is only in the early stage of Yuanying, but he should be able to help. I hope that little friend Xuanyuan will not despise this old man."
"Won't."
Luo Yun waved his hand, it would be good to accept the elder as a handyman.
"It's not too late, let's go now."
After Qin Chu and Qin Busi said goodbye, they stood beside Luo Yun.
Yuantong also persuaded Yichan: "Yichan, it's too dangerous to go back to the temple this time, you stay with the Qin family for the time being."
"No, I want to go with my uncle!"
"I don't want to stay with these executioners!"
Yichan struggled desperately.
Everyone in the Qin family looked at each other, embarrassed.
Luo Yun thought for a while, "I can bring Yichan in."
"Master Luo, this won't work!"
Monk Yuantong quickly vetoed it, "This trip is dangerous! Maybe we were attacked halfway without seeing the two masters. Yichan is only in the early stage of qi refining"
"Don't worry, I have my own plan, have you heard of Qiankun in my sleeve?"
Luo Yun waved his sleeves, and a khaki halo filled Yichan.
"One Zen?"
Monk Yuantong turned pale with shock.
"When it's safe, I'll let him out."
Luo Yun gave Yuantong a breakthe eyes of the heart.
"That's good"
Yuantong looked at Luo Yun in shock.
Everyone in the Qin family was also very surprised. Luo Xuanyuan's storage ring not only has an amazing capacity, but it can also pretend to be a living person. It is really miraculous!
"Xuanyuan, can you bring us in too?"
Qin Busi asked tentatively.
"No, my storage spell can only be installed by children, not adults."
Luo Yun made it up.
"All right¡¡"
Qin Busi had no choice but to stay in the hotel peacefully.
"gone!"
Luo Yun rolled up Yuantong with his soul power and left the hotel, followed by Qin Chu.
The three of them headed west all the way to the huge desert shrouded in night.
The icy wind blew the ends of Luo Yun's hair, and a smile appeared on the lower corner of his mouth.
"Are the masters gathered?"
"I like!"
"I don't know if Long Wuxie and Mr. Golden Snake will appear."
Immortal world.
? East China Sea Dragon Palace.
Empress Poseidon, Ao Jiuyou, Ao Bing, Prime Minister Gui and others walked up and down outside the bedroom, with anxious faces.
"Hey"
The door of the bedroom was pushed open from the inside.
A bearded man in a sea-blue dragon-pattern robe and a beaded crown came out from inside, heaving a long sigh of relief.
"My lord!"
"Father!"
The four hurried over and asked about Xiao Longnu's condition.
The bearded man is none other than Ao Guang, Dragon King of the East China Sea.
He took a deep look at Ao Jiuyou, nodded vigorously, and his eyes were still faintly grateful:
"Okay, fortunately there is the Sanguang Shenshui that Jiuyou begged from Sun Dasheng, otherwise"
Reluctant to continue, Ao Guang sighed and shook his head.
Ao Jiuyou was also silent.
Because she understood that the Sanguang Shenshui was given by that guy Luo Yuan.
"Obviously he can claim credit, why did he want me to say that it was given by the Great Sage?"
Ao Jiuyou frowned slightly, "He obviously likes Xiao Qiong so much, he can use this to blackmail father, this guy is really unpredictable"
"Those bastards from Penglai!"
Ao Bing suddenly yelled, "Xiao Qiong and Mr. Tu Su have a child relationship, and they don't want to save them?"
"Binger, what nonsense are you talking about!"
Ao Guang hurriedly reprimanded, "Don't you know that the prince is in retreat? How can a sage retreat easily for Xiao Qiong?"
"Tch, it's just a half-holy"
Ao Bing pouted.
"Shut up! You are so loud!"
"Believe it or not, I will tear your mouth apart!"
Ao Guang severely reprimanded Ao Bing.
"I'll say it!"
Unexpectedly, Ao Bing raised his neck with a stubborn expression on his face.
This made Ao Jiuyou, Empress Poseidon and Prime Minister Gui feel incredible.
Because on weekdays, the third prince is terrified of his father.
"Such an unkind Penglai, if we marry Xiaoqiong, will she be happy?"
"If the prince is willing to go out to save Xiaoqiong, then it is no problem, but he refused!"
"The people in the Mufu also made trouble, saying that Xiao Qiong is a flirtatious woman who is not comfortable in the house, and that's why she contracted bald scales!"
Regardless of Ao Guang's darkening complexion, Ao Bing continued to vent his grievances over the past few days:
"Father, you have knelt on the outer island of Penglai for three days, can't you still see clearly?"
"Even though our Dragon Clan is enshrined by the Heavenly Court and governs the world, those immortals only regard us as livestock and never respect us!"
Snapped!
After finishing speaking, a big ear scraper knocked Ao Bing into the air, and two of the blood-stained dragon teeth burst out!
Ao Guang's cold voice echoed in the corridor.
"A demon is a demon."
"This is our fate, we have to accept it!"
"Xiao Qiong, you must marry into the Mu Mansion!!" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com