My brother is so stable

"rule?"

Master Wangqing's gaze was slightly sharp, and his white hair fluttered slightly, showing his aura.

"Could it be that there are still such rules!"

"Hey!"

Fortunately, Jiang Lin'er on the side reacted in time, and pressed Master Wangqing's arm forward.

Jiang Lin'er forced a smile, skillfully took out a treasure pouch from her sleeve, handed it over with celestial power, and said politely:

"Of course we understand the rules. My husband seldom walks around, so please don't blame the general."

Master Wangqing frowned slightly, and hesitated to speak.

Li Changshou, who had been watching from behind, couldn't help showing a little smile when he saw this...

However, the erratic general swung the copper hammer casually, and a whirlwind swept the treasure bag back, and it fell back into Jiang Lin'er's hands.

Jiang Lin'er frowned slightly, and asked, "What do you mean, General?"

"Hehe, today's rules have suddenly changed," the erratic general admired the pattern on the copper hammer in his hand, and said calmly, "The underworld is a heavy place, don't intrude randomly, aren't you afraid of being punished by heaven?"

Master Wangqing's eyes flickered, and he said calmly: "Fellow Daoist, are you trying to make things difficult for me?"

Behind Master Wangqing, suddenly there was the sound of a long sword being unsheathed.

Youqin Xuanya's pretty face was cold, she held up her Fire Lin sword box, and was ready to strike.

Li Changshou, who has been working hard to reduce his sense of existence, can only laugh and cry beside him at this moment.

It's just a matter of tolls, why is it so tense?

He is a young disciple and grandson, so it is not suitable for him to speak on such an occasion. With his own family head and master ancestors around, Master Wangqing will never really fight with the underworld messengers.

It's just a matter of spending more precious materials.

Anyway, he didn't need to pay for it.

Moreover, with such a trivial matter, Li Changshou can also get a glimpse of the details of the underworld...

At this moment, the erratic general held two copper hammers and looked at Master Wangqing with a slightly provocative look.

Master Wang Qing snorted coldly, but he didn't say much amid Jiang Lin'er's secret dissuasion.

"Yo?"

The sallow general's sallow face showed a bit of a sneer, "How dare you refuse to accept it?"

The hundreds of strong ghosts behind him all took half a step forward!

The eyes are staring like copper bells, and they are as alert as lightning!

An astonishing wave of blood energy rippled through these ghost messengers, mixing and mixing into an astonishing force!

Just as Master Wangqing was about to respond, Ji Wuyou slightly raised his hand, signaling Master Wangqing to back off.

Afterwards, Ji Wuyou took two steps forward with his hands behind his back, and the coercion of the Golden Wonderland was undoubtedly revealed.

Ji Wuyou said with a smile:

"Since I have come here so far, I don't want to return here.

I also ask the general to forgive me, the temper of the fellow of the poor is a little bit aggressive, I wonder if I can make it easier. "

"convenient?"

The erratic general said coldly: "Today I said you couldn't make it through, so naturally you couldn't make it through, is the Golden Fairyland amazing?

There are at least three or four Jinxians who walked past General Ben's place in a day.

This is the underworld, even if it's a dragon, you're still holding onto it! "

"Cough, cough, cough."

Ji Wuyou raised his hand and coughed twice, he was already holding a long sword in his hand, and his aura became much sharper.

"Since this is the case, the poor Taoist can only reason with fellow Taoists."

Li Changshou: ...

That's right, the general skill of Duxianmen sect is definitely [top]!

Elder Wan Linjun is like this, so is Master Wangqing. These two are people who devote themselves to cultivation and don't move around very much, so they can explain it.

Why is the master...

Seeing the head talking all the way, it is obvious that he knows that there is a errand collecting tolls here?

Li Changshou groaned from the bottom of his heart, only feeling a headache.

Before he could make any remedial measures in the future, the corner of the undercover general's mouth twitched, and he suddenly turned his head and shouted to the side mountain:

"Marshal! There is a race of golden immortals who want to forcibly break through!"

"Ok?"

With a soft hey, a breath that made Li Changshou's heart tremble erupted from the top of the side mountain!

Hearing the sound of piercing through the sky suddenly, a figure jumped out from the ten thousand-ren high mountain, originally it was only the size of a sesame seed, but it landed in front of hundreds of ghosts in a blink of an eye.

This is a strong man with a height of nine feet, with short light blue hair, rough facial features, sleepy eyes, wearing a light blue chain armor, and his whole body contains an astonishing aura!

A ferocious evil spirit rushed towards the face!

The strong man yawned and stretched.

"Who? Playing wild here, what are you looking at?"

Ji Wuyou frowned slightly. Although he felt that this strong man had an amazing aura at this moment, he was definitely a difficult person, but as the head of the Duxian Sect, how could he treat outsiders in front of his own disciples, especially the illegitimate son of the archmage? Shy?

However, a ray of Li Changshou's voice penetrated into Ji Wuyou's ears:

"Master, my disciple guesses that this is probably a remnant of the Wu Clan master left over from the ancient war. It is best not to conflict with him."

Ji Wuyou's momentum suddenly weakened a little.

At this moment, I suddenly heard those errants on the opposite side, as well as the errant general, all shouting in a low voice: