The starting point is 900 million. What’s wrong if I drag it a little bit?

"Qingyun Sect? Qingyun Sect, one of the Nine Holy Lands of the Human Race?!!" The Tiger Clan was instantly on the verge of a formidable enemy, and the reputation of the Nine Holy Lands was prestigious for both the human race and the demon race.

When walking in heaven and earth, as long as you show your identity of the Nine Holy Lands, any monk will look at you high.

It's like suddenly flashing your Peking University diploma among a group of junior college students.

Why did the Qingyun Sect suddenly appear here and set up such a large formation to imprison everyone in the formation?

In the eyes of the Tiger Clan demon cultivator, this must be a plan of the Fox Clan and the Qingyun Sect, in order to trick their Tiger Clan and make the future leader of the Tiger Clan die here!

Thinking of this, all the tiger cultivators in the mountain began to rush towards the young clan leader Hu Bing who had fallen into a coma. Protecting Hu Bing was the most important thing at this juncture!

More than a dozen great tiger demon cultivators in the integration stage surrounded Hu Bing in the innermost area, while countless tiger demon cultivators with low cultivation levels stood guard at the outermost area.

The Fox Clan on the other side was confused. When they heard the sweep, all the great demon cultivators in Qingqiu Mountain were shocked. Is it illegal for the Fox Clan's wealthy family to marry a son-in-law?

But then I thought about it, that’s not right. It should be someone from the Monster Clan who came to sweep the H. What does the Qingyun Sect have to do with you?

The leaders Guiyi, Niuer, and Guansan were overjoyed. The monks from the Qingyun Sect, where Tutu was from, had come to help Qingqiu Mountain!

Niu Er, in particular, stamped his hooves hard on the ground and shouted loudly: "Brothers! Our reinforcements are here, quickly kill the enemy with me!"

As soon as the words fell, the three big demon cultivators felt their necks sink. The three big demon cultivators fell to the ground one after another and passed out.

Three Chen Changsheng, dressed in purple clothes and wearing silver-white masks, stood behind the three demon cultivators. They calmly put down the poison-quenching needles, as if they had done an ordinary thing.

On the Tiger Clan's side, the dozen or so Great Demon Cultivators of the Tiger Clan who had been tightly surrounding Hu Bing were stabbed in the back by Chen Changsheng's puppet at the same time.

In Chen Changsheng's formation, his puppet is part of the formation. Not only can he borrow the power of the formation to improve his own strength, but he can also appear anywhere in the formation!

The Jiugong Bagua Array is an equally top acquired array, and the dozen demon cultivators in the integration stage who have been enveloped by the array have not yet been taken seriously by Chen Changsheng.

As long as you are in my formation, then I am the immortal who controls life and death!

This is the confidence of Chen Changsheng who has seized the remains of the Immortal Formation Ancestor!

In just an instant, Chen Changsheng poisoned the top combat power of both sides.

And the remaining rotten fish and shrimps are under the double pressure of Leng Qingsong's Qinglian Sword Intent and the Nine Palaces Bagua Formation, and it is extremely difficult to even move their hands and feet!

How to quickly stop the two parties who are ready to fight at the same time?

That is when an enemy suddenly appears and is ready to kill them all.

This enemy is Ouyang and the others!

The demon cultivators on both sides looked at the sudden appearance of the human monks from the Qingyun Sect as if they were facing a formidable enemy. They didn’t know how many people from the Qingyun Sect came, but Chen Changsheng in purple robes was everywhere!

Hu Bing, who originally fell into a coma because he summoned the original thunder tiger but was crushed by Ouyang Shou, woke up again with his powerful body.

As the young leader of the Tiger clan, it is his duty to stand at the front of the clan when danger comes.

But as soon as Hu Bing stood up, a man wearing a green shirt bumped into his eyes and stepped on his face. Before Hu Bing could react, a dog-faced man was shoved in front of him.

Ouyang carried the dog and ran all the way down the hill. He trotted up to the white tiger Hu Bing without even breathing. Then he stuffed the dog's mouth into Hu Bing's mouth and asked, "Aren't you a pretty boy?"

The pretty dog's head was stuffed into Hu Bing's mouth, and Hu Bing was so humiliated that Hu Bing's eyes widened, and the power of thunder burst out of his body again.

But Hu Bing suddenly felt the dog's head in his mouth twitch.

"vomit!"

The handsome boy vomited in Hu Bing's mouth, and the powerful True Head of State exploded in Hu Bing's mouth. In addition, a mental attack that made Hu Bing's psychological defense collapse, and Hu Bing flew backwards for more than ten meters.

Before the popular young leader of the Tiger clan fell into coma, he was still thinking about a dog vomiting in his mouth, and a big firecracker that he also vomited into his mouth!

Are these human monks so cunning and disgusting now?

Hu Bing looked at the man in green shirt, trying to see clearly who he was. It was such a shame and humiliation. As long as he could survive, he would definitely pay for it with blood!

But when Hu Bing looked, he saw a small figure standing in front of him, saying something loudly to the green shirt.

The voice is so familiar, like the voice I have dreamed of countless times in my dreams!

A dying hallucination?

He actually saw Tutu appearing in front of him.

Just like when he blocked Hu Tutu a hundred years ago, he actually saw the little fox blocking his way.

Hu Bing didn't want to watch anymore. Being able to have hallucinations must be because his cowardice was back. He raised his head and closed his eyes, preparing to wait for death to come.

Countless memories flashed through my mind like a revolving lantern.

I don't know how long I waited, but countless noises sounded in my ears, vaguely mixed with cheers. The increasingly noisy sounds even interrupted my sad memories.

"The young patriarch has begun to take on the role of a tragic male protagonist again!"

"Shhh, do you want to die? Who in the whole clan doesn't know that the young clan leader has a literary illness?"

"Hehe, isn't the young patriarch in a coma? Speaking of which, he can't read either. After listening to a few books about the domineering tiger falling in love with me, he seemed to be in a daze!"

...

Who is arranging mine?

Hu Bing opened his eyes suddenly, only to find that it was already night, a huge bonfire was rising, and he was lying on a soft cushion. The scene of singing and dancing in the Western Zhou Dynasty made Hu Bing's brain unable to realize what was going on for a while.

"What's going on?" As soon as Hu Bing stood up, the tiger demon leader of the same race next to him grabbed him by the neck and took a big sip of wine.

The choked Hu Bing coughed violently and pushed away the blind Ma Zai. Hu Bing sat blankly by the campfire, feeling a little unreal.

I came here to snatch Hu Tutu back and not let Hu Tutu suffer here.

When he heard that Hu Tutu was kicked out of the Fox Clan, he became furious and prepared to wash away Qingqiu Mountain with blood.

Then suddenly a human monk appeared and knocked himself unconscious.

Now I am sitting here having a bonfire party!

Is there something missing in the middle? Is this range a bit too big?

Hu Bing looked across. A young man in a green shirt was looking at the fox girl dancing in front of him with a dead look on his face.

Green shirt!

It's Qing Shi!

Hu Bing bared his fangs and was about to pounce on him to avenge his shame, when a fiery red figure jumped into his arms.

The voice that had sounded countless times in the dream rang in my ears again:

"Brother Hu Bing, why did you come to Qingqiu Mountain?"