Yue Song blushed, turned around and cupped his hands at Zhen Sidao: "Elder Zhen, that succubus is in Luo Yun's small world, this matter has nothing to do with me, let's go first."
"Yue Song, you!"
Qiuyue'er was furious.
She didn't expect that this friend she had known for many years was a coward who ran away.
"I'm sorry, Yue'er, this matter is too involved, I don't want to be expelled from the division!"
Yue Song gritted his teeth and left the team.
But before taking two steps, Zhen Rudao's lazy voice sounded again: "Stop!"
Yue Song frowned: "Elder Zhen, what else do you need?"
Zhen Sidao said with a smile: "Keep the treasure you took, so you can leave."
Yue Song's face changed: "What treasure? We didn't have time to divide the treasure, so you broke in. Elder Zhen, don't frame me!"
"Framing you?"
Zhen Sidao snorted coldly, and the aura of the peak of the real immortal swept out, pressing Yue Song to "Plop!" Kneeling on the ground, he couldn't breathe.
"Tell you, the legacy of the Dasheng Immortal belongs to our Qiankun Academy."
"Every plant, every tree, every stone and every bird here is in the hands of this old man."
"You, and the rest of you, open the Qiankun bag and let the old man check to see if there is anything suspicious!"
"By the way, Luo Yun, why haven't you handed over that succubus, are you trying to fight against the entire immortal world?"
Zhen Sidao pointed at Luo Yun on the hill and shouted loudly.
Qiu Yue'er's face was ugly: "Open up your pockets? Elder Zhen, you are a bit deceptive"
Zhen Sidao snorted coldly: "No way, how does this elder know what treasure you have taken away? Stop talking nonsense, hurry up, don't force this elder to do it!"
"Master, this"
Even Situ Chong felt inappropriate.
Qiankun bag, involving the privacy and secrets of a monk, how could it be easily inspected by others?
Could it be that he is plotting something else?
"Hahaha! Old man of Qiankun Academy, you want my Luoyun's eternal poetic soul, why go around such a big circle?"
"Why don't you just say no?"
At this time, Luo Yun had guessed Zhen Sidao's purpose and laughed.
Of course Zhen Sidao would not admit it: "What poetic soul? This old man is just doing routine work to safeguard the interests of my Qiankun Academy!"
"Little bastard, hurry up and hand over the treasure you stole!"
He yelled angrily, and finally couldn't hold back his hands.
The billowing talent erupted like a volcano, forming a literati's big hand to grab Luo Yun, and his sleeves curled up, tearing apart the mountains.
"Old man, you are tired of work!"
Luo Yun's face darkened, Taiyan's divine fire surged out, Zhu Rong opened the curtain of the divine fire, and punched Zhen Sidao's talented hand.
Situ Chong was shocked when he saw Luo Yun displaying the heaven and earth dharma, "How is it possible! In less than a year, he actually survived the fourth level of thunder No, not only the dharma, but also the sky! He is the fifth level of the thunder tribulation !"
"The sky-reaching period? Like an ant!"
Zhen Sidao doesn't care how talented Luo Yun is, anyway, today, he must get an eternal poetic soul.
God gave a great opportunity, he must not miss it.
"Luo Yun!"
"Give me a helping hand!"
"Fight with them!"
Qiu Yue'er, Xu Shu and Lu Ao were all angry, and they each took out the fairy arts and Taoism at the bottom of the box, and they were tough.
"I'm sorry, Yue'er!"
Yue Song struggled for a moment, turned his head, and escaped out of the canyon.
Seeing this, Qiuyue'er's eyes were ashen.
She met Yue Song on the first day she entered the Taiyi Gate. For so many years, he has silently liked herself, but he is always behind by a big realm, ashamed to confess.
In fact, I don't care about the state at all, and I plan to be with him after I am promoted to an inner disciple.
At this moment, seeing Yue Song fleeing, she completely gave up the idea.
This man is simply unreliable.
"Pfft!"
A mouthful of blood spewed out from Qiuyue Ertan's mouth.
Xu Shu and Lu Ao were also seriously injured and flew upside down, knocking down the Lie Baoyu Terrace.
The cultivation base of the true immortal peak is not something they can compete with.
"Master, you are a bit too much, we and Taiyimen are allies!"
Situ Chong couldn't stand it anymore.
"Situ, don't worry about it. What happened here today is the responsibility of this old man!"
Zhen Sidao calmly, squinted his eyes and said to Luo Yun: "Boy, you were not injured after being hit by the old man? It seems that the fairy robe you are wearing is not simple."
"This old man will give you one last chance, hand over the witch, and let the old man check it out!"
Luo Yun hung in the air, the killing intent in his heart was already extremely strong.
A sinister smile curled up on the corner of his mouth: "Old man, if you want my poetic soul, then come with me."
"Shua!"
With a flash of his figure, he also left the canyon.
At the same time, a voice transmission was sent to the three of Qiuyue'er: "Senior Sister Yue'er, I will lure this old man away, so you take this opportunity to escape back to the station!"
"You son of a bitch, where are you going!"
Zhen Sidao yelled angrily, and Taotian galloped out, trying to stop Luo Yun.
But for some reason, the latter's speed increased a hundred times, turning into a golden light and fleeing.
"This kid"
Zhen Sidao was stunned for a moment, then he was overjoyed: "Wonderful, kill him outside and push it to the demons, no one can blame me!"
"Okay, if you don't do one thing, you will keep doing it, and you will do it for a big ticket!"
With killing intent, he licked the corner of his mouth and hurriedly chased after her.
"No, Luo Yun!"
Qiu Yue'er got up, and spit out another mouthful of blood.
"I'm sorry, Senior Sister Jiang, I failed to protect Junior Brother well, I'm sorry"
the outside world.
Seeing Zhen Sidao chasing him out, Luo Yun smiled coldly and continued to run away.
Zhen Sidao pursued him relentlessly.
After a while, the two left Shimu Mountain and dived down to the seventy-first floor of the magic pit.
Seventy-two floors.
Seventy-three floors
Luo Yun dived all the way along the gap between the small world of the magic pit, and finally reached the seventy-seventh floor, above a desert.
"You son of a bitch, run away, why don't you run away?"
"The soul power is exhausted, and the medicine is not enough."
Zhen Sidao's smile became darker and colder, his talent enveloped the world, pervasive, and he was always on guard against Luo Yun's use of the universe instrument or communication talisman.
"There is no one here, and the old man will not pretend to be with you anymore, hand over the poetic soul and the succubus Otherwise, the old man will make your life worse than death!"
Luo Yun smiled back without fear: "If you hand over your poetic soul, will you let me go?"
"Of course not!"
Zhen Sidao smiled more and more complacently: "But there are many kinds of death. There is a painful death, and there is a peaceful death. Life is better than death. I don't know which one you choose?"
"I choose to let you live but not die."
Luo Yun smiled lightly, and the cultivation base in his body began to swell.
"Huh? God Splitting Stage, good boy, you actually hid a hand Creation Stage, Hollow Stage, you you Mahayana stage?"
Feeling Luo Yun's cultivation, Zhen Sidao rose as if the seal had been lifted, and his face finally changed. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com