I'm really a decent cultivator

But when it was the turn of the two in the Luoshen Pavilion, they felt very uneasy.

The leader is quite aware of the strength of his three subordinates. Although he is the leader, it is difficult for him to fight against three, let alone kill him instantly.

This shows that the strength of the comer must be above himself.

On the other side, Fengshen Ling was also hesitant.

In the transaction, both parties are actually on guard against each other.At first, some enemies came to the door, and they all suspected that the other party had leaked the news secretly and wanted to blackmail the black.

The leader just now sent his own people to meet the enemy first, in fact, it was also to dispel his doubts.

Although the possibility of black eating black has been ruled out now, it is even more difficult to guess who will come.

More importantly, from behind the screen, three words came lightly.The sound transmission of spiritual consciousness was sent directly into his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Invincible."

Is it someone whose cultivation base is far above him?

Which great god is that?
Fengshenling's mind turned for a moment, whether to slip away immediately... or later, this is a question.

But there wasn't much time for him to think.

Not long after, the figures of Qing Chen and Mrs. Yang came to the gate of the pavilion.

The lights are bright, and you can see the situation inside at once.

"It's you?" Feng Shenling recognized Mrs. Yang at a glance.

In order to snatch Jiyang boy, he fought against Mrs. Yang twice. Although the cultivation base was better than the other party, the other party also brought him a lot of troubles with their strange sigils.In the end, relying on the strength of the crowd, the Jiyang Boy was successfully snatched away.

However, if it was about breaking in all the way, he felt that Mrs. Yang didn't have the strength.

His eyes fell on the side, the handsome masked man.

Even though he couldn't feel the fluctuation of true energy, the aura of Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi could be seen at a glance.

It seems that the invincible person is him.

"Grandson!" Mrs. Yang also recognized him, stepped forward and shouted, "Hand over my son!"

Fengshenling didn't entangle her with this issue of seniority, but stood up, and said to the leader in awe-inspiring voice transmission: "This old man blocks them for now, you go first."

The leader looked at him quite moved, and then stood up without saying a word.

Ha ha.

He sneered secretly in his heart, if Fengshen Ling thought that such a generous attitude could attract him to take the initiative to help him meet the enemy, he would be too naive.

Anyway, this is not his home field, and the enemy who attacked the door has nothing to do with him, so of course he left as soon as he said it.

boom--

The vortex in his dantian suddenly unrolled, and in an instant, an afterimage formed on his whole body, smashed through the dome of the pavilion, and threw it towards the sky.

But the moment he fled, he heard the second sentence of Fengshen Ling.

Feng Shenling yelled at Mrs. Yang: "Your son is in that box, he took it away!"

Gan——

An ominous premonition rose in the leader's heart.

This bad old man... very bad...

It seemed that he had been fooled by him and became a person who attracted attention.But... There is no way to explain this kind of thing. They robbed the baby Thunder Dragon in secret, and it cannot be known by outsiders.

I can only speed up with all my strength and head north all the way.

really.

Because the leader ran extremely fast, he was already far away in the sky in a blink of an eye.When Qing Chen and Mrs. Yang heard Fengshen Ling's words, they immediately focused on it.

Mrs. Yang suddenly got up and flew to chase.

It's a pity that her cultivation base is a bit inferior after all, and the leader's extremely explosive skills are beyond her reach.

If it was in the past, I'm afraid he would have escaped.

but now……

Qing Chen has already mastered one of the most basic and common sword arts in Jianghu, which almost everyone knows.

Only by relying on the Beiming Sect's supreme kung fu, inherited from the ancient mythical giant kun, with unrivaled explosive power and first-class power in the world.

It is still too difficult to dodge this sword...

"Swordsmanship."

Qing Chen shouted, and the lightsaber swept away.

call out--

The sword body burned and turned into a flying fire meteor.No matter how fast the leader flies, how can he escape the aim of this sword?

bang——

the next moment.

That figure in a black robe exploded into a bright firework in the vast night sky.

The wooden box fell from the sky, and Mrs. Yang followed behind, just in time to catch it.

In the pavilion on the ground, the Fengshen Token has disappeared.

That's right, just when Qing Chen and Mrs. Yang's attention was diverted to the fleeing man, he twirled the magic formula, his body suddenly turned into a long wind, smashed through the window and walked away in an instant.

His speed is actually much faster than the leader's Ultimate Yufeng, because as the name suggests, he is the wind!
Everything that happened just now was just a short breath.

But the gap between the two is obvious.

In front of Fengshen Ling, the leader lost completely in terms of scheming and speed.If he is on the second floor, then the Fengshen Ling is probably on the 390th, [-]th and sixth floor.

His escape skills are too sophisticated.

The result of this gap is a life of death.

A ball of white light that only Qing Chen could see gathered on him, and then, there was a sudden sense of enlightenment.

There was a little excitement in my heart.

Thousands of words, condensed into one sentence.

comfortable.

Qing Chen smiled slightly, but immediately turned serious, not yet happy.He didn't leave the pavilion because there was another person inside.

behind the screen.

He slowly walked around the eight screens.

then.

They met a pair of black and white eyes.

The owner of these eyes is a slender girl, she is only wearing a thin white gauze, her skin is crystal clear, she is sitting on a soft mat on the floor with her legs crossed, looking up at Qing Chen.

Even in this posture, it can be seen that her pair of white and tender legs are very slender.

And, a pair of eyes are very pure.

Like a deer in the forest.

Her appearance and facial features are all incomparably clear, with a trace of beauty that cannot be concealed.Like a mountain stream with colorful petals floating, it gurgles out from the mountains with a clear fragrance.

Qing Chen looked at her calmly and asked, "Who are you?"

The girl looked at Qing Chen without blinking, but instead of answering his question, she said two words softly.

"flowering."

When Mrs. Yang carefully caught the huge wooden box, she had already flown out of the range of the Luoshen Pavilion.Feeling the faint breath in it, she suddenly felt relieved.

Looking around, she simply flew to the side of the street, where Du Bishu met her.

Du Bishu saw her flying down from afar, and hurriedly tossed the offal bowl in his hand that had just been eaten up, wiped his mouth, and pretended to be anxiously waiting.

Madam Yang flew down, handed the box to him, and said, "Take the box back to Deyun Temple first, I'll go back and have a look."

Qing Chen is still in the Luoshen Pavilion. Although after this night, he has a fairly intuitive understanding of his combat effectiveness, it is not good to leave him alone on the enemy's ground.

Although the enemies on that ground were almost killed, this definition may not be so accurate...

"it is good."

Du Bishu immediately agreed, then picked up the wooden box and ran all the way back to Deyun Fenguan.

As soon as he entered the gate, Wang Dacai and Shangguan Wan'er surrounded him.

"Why did you come back alone?"

"Brother, did they go to the celebration banquet?"

"Still go to Flower Street?"

Facing the repeated questions from the two, Du Bishu was a little surprised, raised his eyes and asked, "Haven't you thought about the possibility of the failure of the operation and the possibility of something unexpected happen to them?"

Wang Dacai and Shangguan Wan'er looked at each other and waved their hands at the same time.

"Hi."

"how is this possible."

"I've been with senior brother for so long, and I haven't seen him lose yet."