Chapter 82 Tug the River

At this time, several streams of light flew quickly in the distance, the light dispersed, and several practitioners stood on their swords. Zhuge Butiao's pupils shrank. Among these people, there was also the one who claimed to be Su Xiaobai, whom he met outside Tianri City.

It seemed to feel Zhuge's eyes, and Su Xiaobai also looked here, with a blazing color in his eyes.

"It's a few scattered practitioners." Linglong looked at several people, and the contempt in her eyes was unconcealed.

These famous figures obviously did not pay attention to these non-mainstream practitioners.

"Qingyangzi, you also come to join in the fun." The old man of Xian Miaozong stood up and scolded at one of the scattered practitioners. Obviously, he met an acquaintance.

An old man in a cyan Taoist robe stood up, occupied the dust with his hand, and said lightly, "Amitabha, it turned out to be a Taoist friend of Marun."

The practitioners of the major factions around him suddenly looked at this monk named Qingyangzi strangely. Judging from his costume, he was obviously an old Taoist, but he recited the Zen words of Buddhism, which was a little funny in the strangeness. Zhuge but also rolled his eyes and secretly said, which religion is this old way?

At this time, the old man named Malun of Xianmiaozong looked at the little demon fairy and said, "Fengmang Mountain belongs to the land where we are away from the state. You monster clan come without saying hello. Don't you pay attention to the major factions we leave the state?"

In mid-air, the little demon fairy stepped on the lotus platform and said with a coquettish smile, "Several factions from the state also dare to shout with our monster family. I don't know whether to say that you are arrogant or ignorant."

"The treasure of Fengmang Mountain belongs to us human practitioners. Have you monsters crossed the boundary?" The exquisite body is graceful, and the lavender veil covers his graceful body, which is infinitely reverie.

The little demon fairy stood on the lotus platform and said, "A thousand years ago, a senior of our monster clan fell on Fengmang Mountain. We came here just to find the relics left by that senior."

"Huh! Red mouth and white teeth, pure quibble, you monster family are paying attention to the treasure of Fengmang Mountain again!" The practitioners of the major factions away from the state sneered at each other.

The little demon fairy smiled and said, "Whatever you say, the treasures of Fengmang Mountain have been buried for endless years. It is difficult for you human practitioners to discover their secrets. You can only say that you are incompetent. It's better for our monster family to show this amazing secret between heaven and earth.

In one word, the practitioners of the major factions in Lizhou were moved one after another, showing displeasure. The words of the little demon fairy are undoubtedly benefied and disdainful of human practitioners. Everyone was immediately furious and sneered.

The little demon fairy said disdainfully, "I have given you a chance to escape, but you won't take advantage of it. If you don't leave, I will let the monster army trample on your bones!"

As soon as the words fell, thousands of monsters roared and shocked the sky, and the air was filled with a fierce and barbaric atmosphere.

"That boy, you killed my second brother and third brother! Leave your life today!"

At this moment, a golden shadow rushed out of the army of monsters. Jin changed his back with wings and came to the air. A barbaric atmosphere permeated. Jin changed a dazzling light, and the whole void was trembling, and the golden light curtain submerged towards Zhuge Fuliang.

Zhuge Fuliang was shocked and hurriedly shook the empty fingerprints. The white palm of his jade patted it, trying to smash the golden light curtain.

"Bum!"

Jin did not change the cultivation of the Jindan period, and he took action without Zhuge Fuliang's defense. Suddenly, his whole body flew out, and his qi and blood churned.

The practitioners of the major factions in the state were shocked and turned their eyes to Zhuge Fuliang.

The little demon fairy stepped on the lotus platform and said, "Gold is not exchanged. Are you saying that silver is not exchanged and stone is not exchanged by this little ghost?"

Jin didn't change his head and nodded: "It can't be wrong. At the beginning, the third brother's consciousness came back to the picture, that is, he killed the third brother, and then the second brother went to pursue him, but he was also poisoned."

The little demon fairy was slightly moved, but he couldn't see what the expression was under the veil. He said, "Are you sure that Shibuchang died in his hands. The Taoism of Shibuchang is equivalent to the cultivation of the human dazzling period. This little ghost seems to have only a foundation-building period. How can he be killed by him?"

Jin Buta said, "Although I don't know what despicable means this boy used, Shi Buta's breath has indeed disappeared. His death must have something to do with this boy."

The practitioners of the major factions in Lizhou are moved one after another. They are not unfamiliar with Zhuge Fuliang. A few days ago, they defeated the three masters of Xian Miaozong in a row. It can be said that the major factions in Lizhou became famous in a battle. Now when I heard that Zhuge Butiang had killed a monster monk equivalent to the dazzling period, everyone felt incredible.

At this moment, even Linglong can't help looking at Zhuge Fuliang twice.

Shi Bhuyin said fiercely, "Kid, can the two magic weapons on Shi Bhu's body be on you? As long as you hand over those two magic weapons, break your arms, and waste your own cultivation, I can spare you a dog's life!!"

Zhuge's eyes leaked cold light. He knew that the two magic weapons mentioned by Jin Buchang must be the ancient tripod and the mysterious sword box. He had already given the ancient tripod to plain. As for the sword box, the obvious and extraordinary thing, Zhuge Butliang did not intend to hand it over.

"Brupt your arms, abolish your cultivation, and spare you a dog face. In my eyes, you are like an ant!" Jin Bu's eyes were cold, indifferent as arrows, and his contempt was not concealed at all.

"It's too much to praise him for breaking his arms!" At this moment, a young man came out of the army of monsters. The young man had long green hair, windless and a dark smile on his face. This was a young man full of evil intentions.

"Brother Jin, this boy is just an ant in the foundation-building period. There is no need for you to take action. Shi doesn't change my brother and I have forgotten friends. I will avenge this!" The green-haired young man looked at Zhuge Buteng with a cold face, and his eyes were murderous.

The light flashed in Jin Buri's eyes, and a trace of danger appeared on the corners of his mouth.

The green-haired young man smiled and said, "Brother Jin, don't worry, the two magic weapons that Shi will definitely return to Zhao when I take them back."

As soon as he said this, Jin was relieved and said with a smile, "A pioneer in the foundation-building period is really not worth my action, then there will be a hard time."

The green-haired young man named Canghai is also an elite figure who has risen for nearly a hundred years. He is comparable to the cultivation of the dazzling period.

The practitioners of the major factions in Lizhou were moved one after another. At this time, the crisp voice of the little demon fairy sounded again: "This is our private feud between this monster clan and this little ghost. If you intervene, you will die!"

After saying that, an invisible pressure shrouded the air. The Taoism of the little demon fairy was comparable to that of the practitioners in the Yuanying period, and the strong majesty made the practitioners' faces change slightly.

Jin Yao sneered twice. Titan was calm, plain, Li Kewei, Pang Xiner and Su Nianjiao showed a touch of worry, but in the face of the pressure of a master equivalent to Yuan Ying, several people felt that they were as small as ants, and they had the idea of not resisting.

"Canghai is said to be the son of the Bijiao King of the monster family. He is a genius. Taoism should not be underestimated. He has already entered the dazzling period with one foot." One of the practitioners sighed.

"Alas, this young man is so lucky, Amitabha." The Sanxiu Laodao recited the Buddha's name in an extremely funny way.

The blue hair of the sea stood up upside down, looked at Zhuge Fuliang coldly, and said with a smile, "If you kneel down and kowtow to admit your mistake and present the magic weapon in your hand, I can make you die more happily."