Chapter 184 Continue to cheat

"Zhou Ruoyun, you dead girl, who let you out! Do you want to die?!" Zhou Ruoyun heard this, panic for a moment, and then returned to silence. In the cave of Nirvana, with the nirvana needle given by Nalan Zhouyi, it can be said that he has obtained a great creation, put in the phoenix broken wings, and the rosefinch is reborn. A ruthless so-called master, the wind in the middle of the golden elixir is flawless, really in his own eyes. There won't be any wind and waves!

"Oh, Ruohong Ruoshui, you are also here. Who let you come? Didn't I send you to the endless forest to find a ghost grass for more than 500 years? Humph, dare you go back to the mountain without authorization? Do you want to bully your teacher and destroy your ancestors? Feng had no time to be furious. He didn't expect that none of his disciples would pay attention to him. The little girls in the foundation period dared to disobey themselves. They were unbearable. They were on the verge of rage!

Cangyun's face was originally like a spring breeze. He finally pulled a controllable immortal monk, and an unfathomable temple owner with a star hall in his hand. The peak monk in the late Yuanying period can be said to be the highest monk standing in the immortal world of Xitu, but was in the middle of a golden elixir. The Cangyun monks scolded and insulted, and Cangyun's face suddenly turned completely green.

What's going on?

The current suzerain of the Cangyun sect, a cunning and fat-eared monk, looked at Feng Wushi and couldn't look at himself. He cursed and insulted the people around his ancestors, and was stunned for a moment. Although Feng had no time to be lawless in the Cangyun School, he didn't expect that today is even more Amazingly, he cursed at his ancestors.

"My God, the wind is flawless, you are cruel!" Although he couldn't get used to the wind, the round suzerain of the Cangyun faction couldn't help but squeeze a cold sweat.

"Cangjie! What's going on? As a suzerain, what's the use of allowing your disciples to be reckless, indistinguous and impolite disciples?! How dare you insult my distinguished guest of the Cangyun School? Humph, if I hadn't been in a good mood today, you would have lost your soul and not retreated!?" Cangyun's face was pale. He looked at the wind flawless and wanted to kill angrily. His fists clenched and creaked between his fingers. If he hadn't maintained his majesty in front of Nalan Zhouyi and other outsiders, he would have been killed long ago.

"Who are you? How dare you talk to me like this... Cangjie?..... The suzerain?..." Who dares to speak to Feng like this? Except for Cangjie, the suzerain of Jindan in the later period, Feng Wufeng ignores anyone. Now it is the magic weapon of condensing the hundred ghosts night map. If the condensation is successful, even Cangjie in Jindan's later period is not his opponent. Feng has no time to refute it. Suddenly, his expression changed and he looks at Cang in horror. Cloud.

What a familiar monk?! The wind muttered from the bottom of his heart.

"Cangjie? Who dares to call the patriarch Cang Jie's name directly? Which disciple in the Cangyun School dares to call him this and doesn't want to live, unless... Unless..." Feng Wuxi's heart was shocked, and the spiritual light flashed. In his mind, there was a portrait of the ancestor hanging high in the whole Cangyun School and the person in front of him. The picture coincided, and the wind's face was no longer bloody.

"You... You... You are... "Ancestor!"

"Huh! Get out of here!" Cangyun finally let go of his cultivation, hummed angrily, and used Zhenyuan in his body. Feng Wushi suddenly felt a pressure coming, his whole body shook, spewed out a mouthful of blood, looked depressed, and fell to his knees on the ground.

"Well, if it weren't for the fateful war, and you are in the middle of Jindan, you are already a dead man, Cangjie, is this the sect you manage? If every disciple is like this, what's the use of you?!" Cangyun felt that he was about to explode. Why was there no disciple of Cangyun School so useless?

"Yes, yes, the ancestral lesson is extremely good!" Cang Jie secretly breathed a cold breath. The immortals were no longer afraid of cold and warm changes, but only felt cold air all over his body.

What is it? Hurry up and arrange to receive the guests of my Cangyun faction and the elders of my Cangyun faction!" Cang Yun really couldn't stand it anymore. The master of the whole faction saw that he was as silent as seeing an unparalleled monster.

"Yes, ancestor and the elders, please come this way!" Cangjie said to the people behind him, and immediately all the disciples of the Cangyun sect dispersed in an orderly manner. When Cangyun saw this, his face eased a little. Looking at the disciples in the faction, they dispersed one by one, and then said to Nalan Zhouyi and others.

"Let you laugh, the discipline is not strict, and don't blame your Taoist friends!"

"Cangyun Taoist friend laughed. His disciples are ignorant. There is no need to be blamed. There are few such ruthless and lawless disciples, which school is not a problem!" Nalan Zhouyi smiled, took a look at the wind that fell on his knees, shook his head, and said to Cangyun. As for Zhou Ruoyun's star thief and Ruohong Ruoshui, not to mention that everything is only for Nalan and Zhou Yi's horse!

"Yes, this kind of disciple who has never seen the world, I hope Taoist friends will not be surprised, Taoist friends, please!" Cangyun smiled and took the lead. Nalan Zhouyi and other people followed closely.

Ruohong has also been released now. Zhou Ruoyun has now become the elder of the Cangyun School, and his so-called master is ruthless and unrighteous. There is no family affection to speak of. When he walked past the wind, he did not raise his eyelids, but Ruoshui did not dry.

"Huh, the monk in the middle of Jindan, why are you so ignorant, big or small, not up or down, ruthless and unrighteous, you also deserve to be my master, I pooh!" After saying that, if Shui raises his legs with a disdainful face and slows down the Buddha, he will be stained with some bad luck. This made the divine consciousness always surround the flawless clouds, and his expression was stunned, and then smiled bitterly.

"You!!! ~~~

This makes the usually arrogant and invincible windless. Where can it stand it? The ancestor is in front of him, and he can't have an attack even if he wants to. He sneed, and his mouthful of blood protrudes, looking at Nalan Zhouyi and Zhou Ruoyun and his party with a resentful look.

"Dead girl, don't think that if you have an ancestor to protect you, you can show off your power. Elder, hum, where did the elder come from? Can you protect you, never go out of the mountains, dare to rebel against me, I want you to live worse than death!" Feng Wuxu looked at Nalan Zhouyi and his party resentful and angrily. He slowly went away and had already calculated in his heart.

"I must find such a big person as I lost. Humph, my hundred ghosts night map still need some souls, just to sacrifice you! Humph!"

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"Lord, it seems that this wind is flawless and can't be kept. This kind of cruel heart is so cruel that even his apprentice can be arbitrarily abandoned and killed. How can he stand this breath!" The star thief looked back and found that Feng Wushi stared at him with a resentful face, as if he had a deep hatred. The star thief suddenly burst into his heart and preached to Nalan Zhou Yi.

"Ha, it doesn't matter. In the middle of the golden elixir, a immortal cultivation man who has never seen the world thinks that he is cultivating a incomplete magic weapon, so he thinks that the world is invincible and showing off his power. Humph, if he wants to make trouble, then you will destroy him, just a monk in the middle of the golden elixir. What are you to be afraid of!" Nalan Zhouyi curled his lips carelessly. To be honest, a monk in the Jindan period, Nalan Zhouyi really didn't pay attention to it.

"Yes, Lord!" The star thief said excitedly that he was not excited to be excited to kill the monks in the middle of Jindan in the early stage of Jindan, but the broken magic door treasure mentioned by Nalan Zhou Yi. Although Nalan Zhouyi looked down on him, could the magic weapon that was taken care of by a monk in the middle of Jindan be useless? Obviously not!

"by the way, I taught you the fairy art, how many levels have you practiced?" What Nalan Zhouyi said is Qingfeng Fujian Record. Although Qingfeng Fujian Record is only a primary sword formula for cultivating immortals, it can be seen from Nalan Yuye that his extraordinary has come. The sword meaning is tangible, and the sword meaning is born. Further, if a sword is born in the world, isn't it possible to sweep the cultivation of the same level?

"Disciples are ignorant, and now they are just practicing to the ninth level. Among the disciples I recruited last time, three disciples have practiced to the eighth level. The talent is amazing!" The star thief sighed a little.

"Yewell, you are also good. The last layer needs to be enlightened. I will send you to meet someone. You can ask him for advice. Maybe it won't be long before you can break through the last layer!"

"Thank you, Lord!" The star thief said with joy.

Nalan Zhouyi and Xing Thief's voice fell into Cangyun's ears word for word. It was not that Cangyun's divine consciousness was strong, but deliberately to reveal his power a little, and then Cangyun would have no doubt it.

"In the early stage of the destruction of Jindan, in the middle of the destruction of Jindan, it is a group of people who fights against immortals. Oh, my God, this temple master can resist the monks alone in the combination period?!" The clouds were astonished, and the look of Nalan Zhouyi was even more respectful.

There is still one chapter in the afternoon, around seven o'clock, and one chapter in the evening. I hope you can support me~~~~~~~~~~~!