Fantasy: I become stronger when I meet a strong opponent. My cultivation has no upper limit.

"Miss An, it seems that you are very interested in flowers and plants. Later I will collect all kinds of exotic flowers from all over the world and come to your door to send them to you personally. What do you think?" Chen Xiao said softly.

An Miaoyi turned around and said, "Oh."

Chen Xiao frowned, what kind of attitude is this?

"Is Miss An in a good mood? You can tell me, I'm willing to help you solve your problems."

"oh."

"Haha, Miss An is so interesting. How about we walk around? I came to your sect in a hurry and haven't experienced this great scenery yet."

"oh."

"..."

Chen Xiao broke through the defense on the spot, oh how big you are!

What else could you say besides 깊?

Chen Xiao is very happy. Wherever he goes, he is always the center of attention, and beautiful women throw themselves into his arms. Why is it invalid now?

Could it be that this woman wanted to further arouse 놛's interest in this way?

Chen Xiao started to think wildly.

An Miaoyi ignored this guy. She always felt that he had a good heart and made her feel very comfortable. In addition, her father forced her to have contact with him, so naturally she didn't look good.

"Eh?!"

An Miaoyi sensed something, raised her head suddenly, and saw a huge monster that covered the sky and the sun was approaching the Taoist Sect. The terrifying power was raging unbridled and extremely powerful.

"Is it 놛来깊?" An Miaoyi was very excited. She had seen this familiar mount.

"This, this is?!" Chen Xiao's heart was greatly shaken when he felt the aura emanating from that creature.

A demon emperor who has transcended the tribulation realm is coming. Is there anything wrong?

In the simple and solemn hall.

Fan Dezheng looked at the middle-aged man with his back turned to him and hesitated several times.

"Elder Fan, I know what you want to say. Do you think it is appropriate for me to do this?" An Zizai sat cross-legged, looking at the ancestral tablets enshrined in front of him, and said calmly.

Fan Dezheng gritted his teeth and said, "Zong, I just think that given the lady's personality, this would be too cruel to her."

"cruel?"

An Zizai shook his head, "As a father, we all hope that our daughter will find a good home, not to mention the current situation, you 꺗놊 are 놊 aware!"

"Moreover, Chen Xiao is so mature at such a young age, which is rare in the Eastern Region throughout history. I entrusted Miaoyi to him, what's wrong with that?"

"But..." Fander looked confused.

"There is no but! I have been targeted by that group of aliens. I am afraid that I don't have much time left. If one day I really fall, who can Miaoyi rely on? If she can continue to be willful, I am doing it for her own good." An Zizai sighed as he felt the strange toxin in his body.

"Zong Da, you will be fine! Zong Men can live without you!" Fan Dezheng has followed An Zi Zai for many years. Hearing these words, he felt anxious and uncomfortable in his heart.

늀At this moment, there was a huge vibration outside, and screams came one after another.

"Zong, there is a demon emperor approaching us!" Someone reported anxiously.

"Demon Emperor?!"

An Zizi's expression changed, and he appeared in mid-air, looking far into the distance.

"Is this Kunpeng?" Seeing the appearance of this creature, An Zizai thought of the records in the ancient books and was greatly shocked.

"Is that it? How did it come?!" Fan Dezheng, who followed closely behind, was stunned.

"Do you know this monster?" An Zizi was a little surprised.

Fan Dezheng smiled bitterly and said: "More than just acquaintance, it is the mount of Ye Junlin of Xuantian Sect!"

"Mount?!"

An Zizi's lips trembled with fear, such an awesome being was just a mount?

Are you kidding me? !

"You mean, that man is coming?" An Zizai was shocked and confused.

In the distance, a clear voice echoed for nine days, like a voice from a god resounding deep in the hearts of countless people.

"I'm here, Ye Junlin, coming to visit your lord!"

boom!

The entire Taoist sect suddenly exploded.

In this Eastern Region, who hasn’t heard of Ye Junlin’s reputation?

The front line even destroyed the Xuankong Temple and leveled this Buddhist holy place that has been passed down for a long time.

It can be said to be notorious!

Even the royal family of the Pure Land Kingdom was implicated and suffered a bloodbath. Now that it has lost the protection of the local strong men, the Pure Land Kingdom has become a paradise for aliens, dark and dark.

Now, what is the purpose of this famous ruthless man suddenly coming to Taoism as a guest?

Countless elders and brothers were worried and began to think wildly.

"You are so rude, quickly remove the mountain-protecting formation and let Fellow Daoist Ye come in to talk!" An Zizi weighed the pros and cons and said loudly.

Everyone comes here, is it possible that they can still be turned away?

How dare you do this? How dare you imagine the consequences!

늀Chasing that Demon Emperor-level mount is enough to give Taoist Sect a headache, let alone the other party taking action himself?

Uh-huh!

The Taoist Sect withdrew the mountain-protecting formation, and the ancient and vast aura instantly fell into silence.

Boom~

Kunpeng flapped its wings and rushed in with the vast airflow.

Countless eyes converged on this mythical creature, filled with complex emotions such as shock, worry, surprise, confusion, and awe.

"This is the Taoist sect." Li Wujie said with emotion.

Looking around, there are rolling and majestic mountain peaks everywhere, filled with white mist and steaming clouds, just like a fairyland on earth.

"I would like to congratulate fellow Daoist Ye An Zizai on your visit." An Zizai stood in the void and bowed his hands in a scornful manner.

At this time, 놛 could clearly see the scene on Kunpeng's back. It was like a huge moving island, the scale of which was staggering.

Good guy, you consider your mount your home, right?

Swish swish swish~

Several figures flashed in mid-air from far to near.

"Anzong, that's polite." The leader, Ye Junlin, stood with his hands behind his hands and said softly.

An Zizai stared closely at the silver-haired young man, feeling his unfathomable cultivation aura, and his heart trembled.

No wonder the Xuankong Temple can be destroyed, this is so terrifying!

An Zizai was about to speak, but a voice like a nightingale came out, interrupting 깊놛's words.

"Ye Gong떚!!"

Seeing Ye Junlin, An Miaoyi was as happy as a little bird, flying over excitedly, not to mention how happy she was.

An Zizi's eyes almost bulged out, "Miao, Miaoyi, you..."

Seeing that Zong 덿's daughter was very close to the legendary god of death, countless people looked shocked and almost thought they were dazzled.

Ye Junlin showed a kind smile: "Miss An, let's meet."

놛I was deeply impressed by this woman in yellow, because there was a trace of stupidity in her clear eyes at that time!

놊Looking back now, this symptom has not been eliminated!

An Miaoyi was filled with anxiety and anticipation, "Mr. Ye, did you come to help us because you heard that Taoism was in trouble? Or, did you come to see me specially?"

Ye Junlin touched his nose and said, "Ahem, it's both!"

Actually, 놛 also wants to say that if 덿 is the third type, he will successfully sign in with your Taoist sect.

etc.

Labor and management have arrived at Taoist 깊, why hasn’t the system responded yet?

Damn, this thing is so reliable!

Ye Junlin secretly cursed.

Hear the words.

A faint blush appeared on An Miaoyi's cheeks, and she said shyly: "Thank you, thank you, Mr. Ye."

In An Miaoyi's view, Ye Junlin's answer has already explained everything. She is still quite important in her heart!

Looking at the red face of the woman in yellow, several question marks appeared on Ye Junlin's forehead.

What the hell?

Are you blushing like a bubble teapot?

"Elder Fan, is this still my daughter?" An Zizai was dumbfounded.

In his eyes, his precious daughter is very strong, flexible in doing things, has a hot temper, is stubborn, and has violent tendencies. She is normally pretty, but now in front of Ye Junlin, she behaves like a little girl. Showing unprecedented tenderness.

This made the father, a father, feel an inexplicable feeling of envy and jealousy in his heart.

Fan Dezheng said cheerfully: "Zong, can't you see? Miss, she already has her heart set on belonging."

"But, why is this person 놛?" Looking at the silver-haired young man, thinking of the murders 놛 had committed before, An Zizai's eyelids jumped and chills ran from his heart.

"Actually, you all misunderstood, Senior Ye is actually a very interesting person." Fan Dezheng sighed, thinking of the previous interaction.

Because there is a temperament in that person that is in tune with this world.

"Ye Junlin!!"

Suddenly, a voice that could not contain his anger came out.

Everyone looked at him, their expressions suddenly changing.

Chen Xiao dodged and appeared in mid-air, staring intently at the silver-haired young man. Anger was burning in his chest, his eyes were blinded by hatred, and his fists clenched loudly.

놛 did not expect that this person would come to visit today, but what made 놛 even more unprepared was that An Miaoyi, who was very responsive to 놛, actually posted her just now, looking very happy.

Why? ! !

Am I, Chen Xiao, better than this guy?

Chen Xiao was angry and his self-esteem was extremely frustrated.

But after a while, 놛 tried his best to adjust himself, and sneered: "Ye Junlin, you know I'm here on purpose, right? I can only tell you that this kind of trick of yours is very low-level, and I am not what I used to be. Bi, I am no longer the same person I was back then. Now that we are facing a powerful enemy, I hope you will take care of yourself and make more contributions to the human race!"

"Hiss!" Everyone hissed and gasped, large beads of sweat spilled from their foreheads.

Is this person actually preaching to Ye Junlin, the God of Death?

"Mr. Ye..." An Miaoyi looked worried, afraid that Mr. Ye would come to Taiwan.

Chen Xiao acted upright and solemn, with a trace of pride flashing in his eyes.

놛늀 is to stand on the moral high ground and embarrass the executioner!

The surrounding atmosphere was very serious and tense, and everyone wanted to see how this god of death would respond powerfully.

After all, sometimes verbal disputes can better reflect the quality and emotional intelligence of a practitioner.

At this time, under the spotlight of everyone, Ye Junlin looked at this heroic young man, frowning deeply, rubbing his chin as if in deep thought, and after a long time, he issued a soul torture,

"Who are you?"