Palace Lord, he just wants to be beautiful

The lord of the Changhuan Palace, the second in the mysterious list of the Three Realms, and the first genius with the shortest breakthrough time in the lists of all realms, has finally revealed her real body after a hundred years.

Not long after Tang Huan was born, his name was added to the beauty list and rookie list. Such a person is a notorious lecherous demon in the three worlds.

Everyone had a feeling of being cheated, by Baixiao Pavilion, by the "stove cauldron" that had no news from various factions.

"It's no wonder that Xiao Changli went to heaven and earth for him, and made enemies of countless sects." Master Huadie smiled bitterly. Their little Rosemary Valley is not qualified to participate in the financial competition.

Not only that, if Tang Huan asked her for help at this time, she might be overwhelmed and sacrifice her life for the beauty.

The purple-clothed female cultivator and the pink-clothed female cultivator recognized Tang Huan's clothes and sword. They were the masked demons they encountered at the Rookie Conference. Worrying, stroked the heads of the two disciples.

"Tang Huan was at odds with the rumors, but he didn't expect the majestic and evil palace master to be a soft-hearted person."

The female cultivator in pink couldn't bear it and said: "Master, he spared our lives, I, I want to help him..."

Daoist Huadie sighed and motioned his disciples to look around.

Wolves surrounded.

"The realm gap is difficult to cross. Once Qingxu Xianzun arrives, even Xiao Changli will find it difficult to save people."

The female cultivator in pink said anxiously: "Master, why doesn't Xiao Changli make a move now?"

Master Huadie shook his head, she didn't know, and she didn't know why Tang Huan was born at this time, and how he left the Changhuan Palace under the eyes of the powerful from the Three Realms.

Of course, compared to these, everyone in the field wants to know whether the so-called double cultivation secret method can really help people break through the Nascent Soul within a hundred years, and even reach the peak of the Nascent Soul!

Countless eyes shot from all directions, Tang Huan sat cross-legged, counting the time boredly.

Looking at the posture, even if the Qingxu Immortal Venerable comes, I am afraid that he will not be able to bring him back to Shuiyuezong, and can only "pending trial in court". With this time, maybe he can wait for the eighteen caves to rescue him.

Tang Huan can only gamble on this now, he is a person who knows how to repay his kindness, if he really survives a catastrophe, he will "double cultivation" with everyone for one night!

Tang Huan shook the bell and laughed. He didn't expect to rely on them to save him after trying every means to escape from those male favorites. However, this is the same essence as him and Yan Fei, it's just a transaction.

Only Xiao Changli worked hard and never complained about his body.

Tang Huan deliberately avoided the direction of Diancang Mountain and looked towards Luofeng Mountain. At this time, Jiang Lianzhi was almost tied up like a rice dumpling. Looking at the frightened and angry expression, it seemed that he wanted to roll over to save him immediately.

Noticing that Tang Huan looked over, Jiang Lianzhi's eyes turned red, and his fright and anger immediately turned into timidity, worried that Tang Huan would blame him and hate him.

Seeing this, Tang Huan smiled reassuringly at Jiang Lianzhi: "Don't worry."

Jiang Lianzhi was stunned, and everyone in the field fell silent at the same time.

Just like that, Jiang Lianzhi's tears rolled out, and he broke free from the body guard of the Nascent Soul Realm Protector, and ran towards Tang Huan, but was kicked by a strong demon halfway. fly back.

"Luofengshan! It's not time to deal with you yet, don't be shameless!" the demon monk said sadly.

Luofengshan didn't have too many strong people present on this trip, and Jiang Lianzhi was protecting Jiang Lianzhi at this time, since he dared to be angry, he dared not speak out.

Tang Huan looked at the demon monk who made the attack, and suddenly asked, "What's your name?"

The beauty even spoke like jade beads falling into the plate, but the demon cultivator was still arrogant and arrogant, met Tang Huan's eyes, and his voice was blocked, his black face filled with demonic energy turned red.

"Chaos Demon Clan, Yang Ji." Moxiu said stiffly.

Tang Huan nodded: "Jiang Lianzhi is the furnace cauldron raised by me in the Eighteen Caves. I will help him remember the kick you kicked. By the way, is the Chaos Demon Clan stronger than the Fire Spirit Rabbit Clan?"

Moxiu's expression changed instantly.

The Huoling Rabbit Clan was one of the monster clans that Xiao Changli destroyed back then. Tang Huan's words were blatant threats!

Thinking of the strength of Changhuan Palace, the demon cultivator gritted his teeth angrily, and retreated to the rear of the demon clan.

Everyone didn't expect that Tang Huan, who couldn't protect himself, still wanted to stand up for the past. After looking at each other, some laughed, some were puzzled, and some couldn't help but envy Jiang Lianzhi.

After being kicked, there is a beautiful woman who is angry and wants to exterminate the demons for him. Who doesn't want to be this furnace?

Gu Wuyou moved to the vicinity of Luofeng Mountain, and scanned Jiang Lianzhi with scorching eyes. In terms of talent and appearance, he is not much worse than this idiot, and he can be it.

Tang Huan looked at Luofeng Mountain again, half-holding his white and shiny chin with his fingers, and the red string between his fingers was beautiful: "Don't watch the excitement at Luofeng Mountain, go back quickly, wait for the Qingxu old man of Shuiyuezong to come, maybe I will vent my anger on your young master, I can't beat him now."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the Shuiyue Sect turned pale. Tang Huan's words seemed to describe Qingxu Immortal Venerable, who also helped the world, as an unreasonable and arrogant old man.

Jiang Mingzhen said gloomyly: "It's not up to you, the evil demon, to slander our master! Master will never implicate Luofengshan, on the contrary, I have to thank Jiang Daoyou for reporting your identity as a demon, so we can kill the demon today." Eliminate demons!"

Jiang Lianzhi's face paled upon hearing this, her lips trembling, unable to refute.

Tang Huan smiled: "If Shuiyuezong is so grateful, the future safety of this cauldron will be entrusted to Shuiyuezong. Shuiyuezong shouldn't count what you say, and don't do the evil way of repaying kindness with revenge."

Jiang Mingzhen's complexion was pale and white, he didn't expect Tang Huan to be so shameless, and a casual sentence was blackmailed into protecting Jiang Lianzhi comprehensively!

Jiang Mingzhen didn't respond, and Tang Huan didn't care. Anyway, all the tribes in the three realms have heard it now, so Shuiyuezong couldn't help but do nothing.

As for Jiang Lianzhi, Tang Huan always remembered that when the Righteous Way Alliance besieged Changhuan Palace, Jiang Lianzhi was willing to be seriously injured by Xiao Changli in order to protect him, and almost killed him, so Luofengshan was forced to evacuate Changhuan Valley, so this time Things, he has been unable to blame.

When the time came, the Pavilion Master of Baixiao Pavilion flew up into the sky, and the simple brush exuding an ancient atmosphere jumped out of the sea of ​​knowledge and slowly fell into his palm.

"The aura secret realm of our sect will be open for one month. Yu Chuyang, Yue Xingyue can enter the country to practice. During this period, I will personally protect you outside the country."

The master of Baixiao Pavilion paused slightly, and reminded softly: "It is rumored in the Three Realms that there is a fallen sword spirit hidden in the aura secret realm of Baixiao Pavilion. Shang Qian, don't miss out on training just because you're looking for that misty sword spirit, and you'll end up empty-handed."

Everyone didn't know what the pavilion master of Baixiao Pavilion meant by saying this suddenly, only a demon dog snorted coldly: "The sword spirit must exist, this Baixiao Pavilion is just trying to hide it! Keep an eye on the two little cultivators in Diancangshan, one In a month's time, they must not be allowed to leave the Myriad Dao Continent!"

It wasn't until this time that Tang Huan in the Urn turned his gaze to Diancang Mountain. Feng Ling and Cang Wu were telling the protagonist and the villain something. Tang Huan looked at the two standing shoulder to shoulder, pursed his lips, and vigorously shook the bell rope in his hand .

The sound of the soul-absorbing bell can't be heard by others, only the person with the bell can hear it.

Yan Fei turned his eyes to look, Tang Huan stopped talking immediately, shaking the bell for a while, as if he was just playing around.

In Diancang Mountain, Feng Ling and Cang Wu told them that even though they could get twice the result with half the effort in the secret realm of aura, the purpose of their trip was to find the sword spirit and not to listen to the slander of the Palace Master Baixiao Pavilion.

Yu Chuyang seemed to understand, but Yan Fei nodded obediently. In the middle of the sky, the master of the Baixiao Pavilion held a brush, pointed the tip of the brush towards the void, and painted the door with spiritual light. The turquoise halo formed the shape of the door, and slowly opened a gap.

At that moment, hundreds of people in the field felt the rich and pure spiritual energy leaking from the door.

Countless monks were lured out of greed, and for a moment they were a little ready to move, almost wanting to force their way into it!

Feng Ling Xianzun took out two bottles of pills from the mustard space: "This is a pill to speed up the absorption of spiritual energy. It can be used in secret realms. Go."

Yu Chuyang looked at Tang Huan struggling: "Master, junior sister..."

Yu Chuyang had already known everything about Chang Huan Palace's deeds in recent years in Fengyun Monthly. If those things were really done by Tang Huan, it would not be a pity for Tang Huan to die today, but after all, he was a junior sister who had been together for half a year. people like that.

He remembered that Tang Huan had been injured several times in the past six months, and that Tang Huan had quietly brought him elixirs in the middle of the night. He also remembered the first time they met in Diancang Mountain, Tang Huan walked up to him and handed over the money bag and rations sent by his father.

Yu Chuyang gritted his teeth, and was about to intercede for Tang Huan, but was interrupted by a female voice.

The girl accepted the elixir, saluted Feng Ling as a thank you, and then stretched out her hand to Cang Wu, "Time is running out, what does Master have to give to the apprentice?"

Cang Wu: "..."

Cang Wu laughed: "You kid..."

He threw a high-grade sword to Yan Fei. Yan Fei sized it up and felt a little disgusted, but he still replaced the previous magic weapon. This time without even thanking him, Yu Jian flew to the secret realm.

Yu Chuyang still wanted to beg for Tang Huan's mercy, but under the watchful gaze of Immortal Feng Ling, he finally fell silent and followed Yan Fei unhappily.

Even if Tang Huan was let go by Diancang Mountain, the other sects would not let him go, and Shuiyuezong would fight him endlessly.

At this moment, the sky suddenly changed drastically, layers of dense clouds rushed past, covering the sky and the sun in a blink of an eye, the shadows on the ground were covered by haze, and the breath of distraction came mightily.

The monks under the golden core fell to their knees in an instant. Yu Chuyang, who had just flown to the entrance of the secret realm, was suppressed and became unstable.

At a critical juncture, he was lifted onto the sword again by one hand, and subconsciously wanted to grab the opponent to stabilize his figure, but the sleeves in his hand were pulled away in an instant, and in a trance, he heard only a soft ringing of a bell.

Qingxu Immortal Venerable came earlier than the Eighteenth Cave Mansion, the old man with immortal demeanor appeared in midair, slashed down the long sword with lightning speed, and smashed the golden mask of Infinite Buddha Venerable into powder with one sword.

Dots of golden light burst out from all around Tang Huan, and the distraction was so fast that almost no one in the field reacted.

Only the Pavilion Master of Baixiao Pavilion shouted in surprise: "Immortal Master Qingxu!"

Qingxu Xianzun's eyes were like ancient wells, and in a blink of an eye he cut it down again with a sword.

Tang Huan opened his eyes wide, watching the long sword draw a trajectory in the air and slash down again. His body was as heavy as a boulder, and he couldn't move at all!

Shibadong Mansion can't save him, Xiao Changli can't save him, no one can resist Tiandao's arrangement, Tiandao is going all out to kill him!

The breath of death kept approaching, Tang Huan trembled all over, desperately trying to call out the Qingyao Sword, but even with all his strength, when the sword light fell on his neck, he only moved his fingertips.

The bell rope wrapped between the fingers was pulled to make an indiscernible sound.

Tang Huan closed his eyes in despair, and at the same time as his neck was stabbed, there was a sound of swords colliding in his ears.

Ding!

The sword of the top grade of the ground step was instantly shattered.

The moment Tang Huan blocked the sword's momentum, he was caught and flashed several meters away.

Everything happened between lightning and flint, and the Myriad Dao Continent was dead silent. Before everyone had time to digest their panic, they looked at the red shadow in disbelief.

Tang Huan opened his eyes and stared blankly at Yan Fei who stood in front of him. His throat seemed to be choked, and it was difficult to even breathe.

Yan Fei seemed oblivious to the gazes in all directions, at such a moment, she hooked the corners of her lips and said playfully, "Xiao Changli doesn't want you anymore."

Tang Huan still looked at him like a fool.

It wasn't Yue Xingyue who had to lower his head slightly to see, but Yan Fei who could only see clearly when he looked up.

"You..." He uttered the words with difficulty, but was interrupted by Yan Fei.

"Shh."

Yan Fei held the sword edge in her right hand, and clasped Tang Huan's wrist with her left hand. Her beautiful peach eyes slowly glanced around, "It's just a little cut, don't cry out for pain at this moment."

"From now on, don't say anything."