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"Senior Mu Shenglan, if Senior Sister Su Liyun really breaks through to Tianzun in 20 days, will you ask to be my left protector?"

After Su Liyun left, Zhao Chu looked at Mu Shenglan and asked seriously.

"Huh, Zhao Chu, if I live to this age, would I play such a childish game with you?"

"If my daughter really breaks through to become a deity in 20 days, let alone be your left guardian, I will carry the urinal for you every day. I have committed suicide, and I can be a eunuch for you, ridiculous!"

"Also, if you dare to mention your Chuyu in front of me in the future, be careful I tear your mouth apart. If you don't learn well at a young age, you will brag endlessly!"

"Let's go to the dungeon and I'll help you suppress these two people!"

Mu Shenglan was almost angry to death by Zhao Chu.

He has never seen a person bragging so sincerely and shamelessly.

"Forget it, 20 days is not long, let's wait and see."

Shaking his head, Zhao Chu followed Mu Shenglan to the dungeon.

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Three days later.

Zhao Chu condensed the four sacred bricks of the Xuan Bing Yin Bridge.

This Xuanbing Immortal Domain Immortal named Qi Cunhe was obedient to Zhao Chu.

There was no other way. Although Qi Cunhe was no longer threatened by Yupai's orders, his life was held in Zhao Chu's hands. He was inferior to others and had no choice but to compromise.

Besides, Zhao Chu can be regarded as a lifesaver, so he should sacrifice his life to repay him.

"Oh, it turns out that the violent woman Su Liyun plotted against me. It turns out that the entity that condenses the divine bricks is so comfortable."

"Four days, I was beaten alive for four days, I...forget it, Wu Guohan's wife, I have a lot, please forgive me."

Tianzunfu Hot Spring.

Zhao Chu was lying on a huge ice stone, his body filled with cold air. Qi Cunhe, who was in the seventh rank, was constantly soaking Zhao Chu's body with his true energy.

His way of infiltration was completely different from Su Liyun's.

Su Liyun was hung up and beaten, but it was the same as torture.

Qi Cunhe, on the other hand, carefully massaged and massaged Zhao Chu with a very sophisticated technique.

"This is life, this is cultivation."

"Old Qi, have you not eaten? Use some strength. The body of this God Emperor is tough and tough."

call!

Since he was practicing Taixuan, he started to feel cold, so whenever Zhao Chu breathed out, there would be a blast of cold air.

"It's a pity. Without a big sword, how can we achieve perfection?"

Zhao Chu murmured to himself, suddenly remembering the good days when he was a young model in the club.

Buzz!

As soon as Zhao Chu finished speaking, another seventh-turn Tianzun who was waiting on the side suddenly pulled out a sword, bursting with cold light.

His name is Luo Xunchang, and he comes from Shenghui Immortal Realm.

"Sect Master, the big sword you want!"

"This is made of cast iron from the sun. Although it is not a magic weapon, it can barely kill the third-level Samsara Mirror."

Luo Xunchang dedicated the big sword to him.

Zhao Chu currently does not have Ji Yaotian who is practicing in the Holy Brilliance Immortal Realm, so Luo Xunchang can only wait on the side.

"Oh, so lonely."

"In the huge Nine Heavens Immortal Realm, there is no one who has the same language."

"Pinch your shoulder, it's a little sore."

"well!"

Zhao Chu let out a long sigh, and then lay down in disinterest, as if he was missing something.

Qi Cunhe and Luo Xunchang looked at each other with confusion on their faces.

This sect leader is a bit weird.

But they didn't dare to underestimate Zhao Chu at this moment.

Let alone the mysterious and unpredictable means, let alone the jade card that can threaten him.

Just saying that being able to practice Guxu Zhenjie and Taixuan Shihanqi at the same time was enough to scare the two of them.

You know, at such a young age, Zhao Chu actually accomplished something that even the three great emperors could not do.

He said that he was the third-generation God Emperor, which seemed... to have some clues.

Anyway, he was already being hunted by his own sect. Fortunately, serving Zhao Chu was not too unfair. After all, Zhao Chu was still Tianzun's direct disciple.

But this young master is good at everything, but he likes to brag a bit.

After saying something, let both of them break through to Tianzun.

This is simply a joke.

The chalcedony of creation has been exhausted to such an extent that they have not even thought about it at the eighth level.

Mu Shenglan looked among the clouds. He glanced at Zhao Chu who was practicing, flicked his sleeves, and left the mansion angrily.

While others practice hard, Zhao Chu is enjoying a massage. This guy is so comfortable, who can not be angry?

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Miasma Mountains, Chu Territory!

At this moment, most of the disciples are practicing, and the rest of the buildings are also being constructed in full swing.

Suddenly, an eighth-level Heavenly Lord descended from the sky.

"Hmph, it's really just bragging. Not to mention Tianzun, he doesn't even have the realm of reincarnation. That kid is a bit too vain. I have to give him some time to improve his memory."

Su Liyun arrived, and the aura of the Eighth-Rank Immortal Master caused the entire Chu Territory to tremble.

Many monks even fainted under the terrifying pressure.

Wang Jiangjie rushed out immediately, his face solemn.

This is the greatest enemy second only to Xia Zonghong.

"Forget it, I'd better restrain my pressure and don't scare people. After all, this is Zhao Chu's territory."

"By me retreating here, it can be regarded as guarding the sect for Zhao Chu, and it can also be regarded as repaying the favor."

Su Liyun shook her head.

It was natural for her to release her pressure. She just realized it at this moment and was ready to restrain herself.

"You have three seconds to explain your origins."

But just when Su Liyun's thoughts came to an end, and before the pressure could even be restrained, a cold sword blade touched her throat.

The cold blade is chilling to the bone!

Su Liyun felt suffocated.

Divine weapon!

This is the breath of the divine weapon.

Su Liyun believed that as long as the other party had a single thought, she would end up with her body and head missing.

"Luo, Luo Jianyin!"

The air in front of Su Liyun was distorted.

Then, a middle-aged monk carrying a large wine gourd walked out of the void casually.

Su Liyun even noticed that on Luo Jianyin's Taoist robe, there were two words embroidered... Waizong!

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Chapter completed!