But now, Yan Chixia smiled and watched the thick thunder falling from the sky. Such a powerful thunder technique may only be able to be used by the immortal family who have achieved the right result.

In Yan Chixia's eyes, those who can practice to the realm of celestial immortals can be considered an amazing expert.

He looked at the lightning everywhere and couldn't help but smile and said with a sinister smile: "I want to see if this thousand-year-old tree demon can compete with the immortals in the sky?"

Yan Chixia was proud, suddenly remembered something, and suddenly jumped up from the ground like a wild cat with her tail stepped on: "Those monsters seem to be going on a big move. Oh no, that scholar may not have left here yet!"

If the thousand-year-old tree demon who was shocked by the thunder discovered Ning Caichen's existence, Yan Chixia would not have dared to imagine that scholar could survive.

After all, he was also a disciple of the Kongtong Sect's immortal cultivation. He didn't care about watching the fun at the moment and said in his throat: "Not good!"

He was worried that Ning Caichen, a scholar who was powerless, would suffer a loss when he met his grandmother, so he didn't bother to pick up the wine gourd on the ground. He quickly strode his sword and flew towards the center of the explosion.

Tang Hanming, who was standing on the top of the temple, narrowed his eyes, looked at the withered vines covering Lanruo Temple, and sneered: "It turns out to be a tree demon, but I don't know how great it can be!"

While he was sneering, he saw Yan Chixia flying over in the breeze, and his eyes suddenly widened. No matter what kind of Taoist tree demon in Lanruo Temple is, it is still much taller than Yan Chixia.

I finally discovered this junior disciple who is still capable of being created, so how could I bear to let him be killed by the demons at will?

Tang Hanming stood on the top of the temple and shook his head with his hands in his arms. He also felt pity and love this brave and reckless disciple. But no matter what, this is a descendant who inherited his own traditions. Tang Hanming could not have watched him die in vain.

Following Yan Chixia, Tang Hanming paused. He stepped on a purple auspicious cloud and slowly followed his breeze.

The three thunders came so powerful that Miss Xiaoqian also felt the violent fluctuations in the air. She first kicked Ning Caichen out of the lake, and she also stabbed her quickly with a fierce man.

Then......

Then the thunder in the sky fell violently, and a dark green light rose from the ground in Lanruo Temple, and a figure was wrapped around the light. Even if it was far away, it was impossible to see whether it was a man or a woman. It was surrounded by thousands of ghosts under his command and flew quickly to the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

The power of the thunder came was huge, but unfortunately it was a pity that the successor was weak. The figure in the dark green light stretched out his hand and held the thunder talisman that had exhausted his true energy in his hand.

She looked at the thunder talisman with almost only a pile of ashes in her hand. She screamed strangely: "Strange, strange, who is the master who actually came to my Lanruo Temple to release thunder?"

Miss Xiaoqian also felt the lightning above her head dissipating. She then poked her head out of the lake, looked at the woman in the sky wearing a tall crown and black coat and said, "Grandma!"

Grandma gently sprinkled the black and gray in her hand into the lake, and her eyes looked past Miss Xiaoqian.

She snorted and said, "It turns out it's Xiaoqian. Have you met any outsiders here?"

Ning Caichen in the lake was forced by the cold and opened his eyes dizzyly. However, Miss Xiaoqian was worried that he would be discovered by her grandmother. Two smooth **s immediately surrounded and intertwined between Ning Caichen's neck, which was really an extremely erotic scene.

How Ning Caichen withstands such stimulation was just a shock, and his mind was fainted and fainted. Miss Xiaoqian's lower body and Ning Caichen's body were closely in contact with each other. She also felt a very strange stimulation, but grandma was still not daring to show any difference.

She heard grandma's question and quickly made up, "Xiaoqian is playing the piano here, and suddenly saw a Taoist priest wearing a purple robe passing by the air. Later, the thunder and fire in the sky hit."

The dark green light in grandma's eyes flashed for a moment, and she suddenly laughed at Miss Xiaoqian. Her voice was like a black widow, and her shape was stunning and terrifying: "That Taoist priest shouldn't be for you."

She turned around and looked at the direction that Miss Xiaoqian pointed casually: "It's my Lanruo Temple, grandma. Could that Taoist priest came to me for grandma?"

Grandma licked the poisonous purple lips, and the demon smiled: "Young people, it seems that someone is coming to the door. Haha, grandma, I'm in a good mood, let that Taoist priest see the power of our Lanruo Temple!"

The accomplices following grandma's dark green light roared in unison, constantly making "qqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqq

But for some reason, he was regarded as a great enemy of life and death by his grandma. Tang Hanming, who was also wearing a purple Taoist robe, was draped behind Yan Chixia far away.

He heard these ghost calls and didn't understand it at all. He just smiled in his heart and said, "These ghosts are also unlucky. I don't know if they met a fellow Taoist leisurely, and used a series of thunder and fire in their nest for no reason.

Grandma was very unwilling to take her strongest group of accomplices to the Lanruo Temple for a tour. Yan Chixia stood on the ground and looked up and couldn't help but tremble. It seemed that the thousand-year-old tree demon was indeed annoyed. Under her hands, more than accomplices who had cultivated the body of ghost immortals were all out.

This is just transformed by the corpse ghost of the cultivator whom grandma has been killed for more than a thousand years. The flower spirits she controlled under her hands are not included in it.

Yan Chixia watched grandma's subordinates fly past her eyes one by one, but fortunately she didn't see the scholar Ning Caichen being caught by them.

He didn't dare to fight with this grandma who was on the fire for no reason, so he at least suppressed the limelight and let these ghosts pass.

Grandma, who was flying in the sky, saw Yan Chixia standing below, but she was a little tired of facing this "neighbor". She was mainly concerned about the status of the Kongtong Sect behind him in the world of gods and demons, and she only cultivated the practice of becoming a half-immortal in the Golden Pill, and now it is not too much in Grandma's eyes.

It is not impossible to take action to take Yan Chixia, but if grandma didn't join in person, the loss would be too great. Even if he took down this "neighbor", he would have to be on guard against Kongtong Sect coming to take revenge.

Grandma was thinking about fearing the reputation of Kongtong Sect, but she didn't know at all. The leader of Kongtong Sect was now looking at her with interest on the clouds.

There are countless practices in the world of gods and demons, but it is really difficult to cultivate this thousand-year-old tree demon-like yin and yang. Tang Hanming has been worshipping the seat of Guangchengzi, the great sage of the Ayurvedic Sect for countless years, and he has never seen such a strange practice method as grandma. (To be continued...)
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