A small mountain in the distance was broken.

"I remember the faces of those people clearly now! After so long, many people are probably already the Immortal Emperor!"

Fire Qilin was a little worried.

Killing the person who once dealt with the Immortal King Yidao Immortal is also his long-cherished wish for life.

Murong Chen said firmly: "As long as I, Murong Chen, live for one day, I will definitely seek justice for the Immortal King!"

Since Murong Chen got the Qilin Flame Sword, he has helped him very much. Without this Qilin Flame Sword, Murong Chen would never have been able to get the first place in the Dragon Falling City Competition, and would even be defeated on the arena.

Murong Chen is a person who repays the favor of a drop of water with a spring of water.

It values ​​affection and righteousness very much.

How dare Murong Chen forget about Yidaoxian who helped me so much?

Murong Chenai walked in front with a drastic move, and the three-pupil sky fox followed Murong Chen's side.

Huo Qilin and Xueli followed Murong Chen closely.

They followed the last words of the Immortal King Yidaoxian and before their death, and walked towards the east of Yongtu Peak.

Sydney looked at the fire unicorn.

I feel that the Fire Qilin is very handsome.

"Huo Qilin! Follow your master in the future, we will definitely help you to avenge the Immortal King and Yidao Immortal!"

Fire Qilin shook his red tail, lowered his voice, and asked: "Master Murong Chen's cultivation is so low. The blood on that little red fox is even more noble than mine. I see that the Sun and Moon Golden Wheel in your hand is not an ordinary divine weapon. Your martial arts cultivation is almost higher than that of the master!"

"Why do you both call this kid the master?

Are you willing?

Or..., forced...hehe!"

Fire Qilin smiled heartlessly, with a bad look on his face.

Sydney was really speechless.

When I looked at the Fire Qilin, I was a person who was ashamed and forgot to hurt after healing his scars. The look of her eyes was a little radiant.

His master, the Immortal King Yidaoxian, just died, and he was smiling heartlessly.

"You are really heartless!"

Sydney accused him.

Huo Qilin also felt that he was a bit too much, and he was too playful.

Xueli glanced at Huo Qilin and said, "We must respect our master in the future!"

... "Brother! Where is this 5-5th-thunder fruit tree?

We have been in for about ten days!!”

Bu Jingshuang followed closely behind his brother Bu Jingfeng.

Bu Jingfeng said: "We have searched the north and west sides, but have not yet gone to the south and east sides. Now we are on the east side of Yongtu Peak!"

"I have been in for so long and haven't met Murong Chen. I wonder if he will be in danger!"

Bu Neck Cream said.

Bu Jingfeng has known that his sister likes Murong Chen for a long time, because Bu Jingshuang is basically talking about Murong Chen along the way.

Bu Jingfeng's ears were almost calloused as he heard it, "Don't worry, sister, Murong Chenji has his own appearance, and there will be no danger!"

Not far away, more than a dozen disciples from Badao Pavilion were conducting a carpet-style search.

"Are you sure you saw that knife, it's the Qilin Flame Knife?"

A bald disciple asked, "It seems that among the disciples of the Badao Pavilion, he has the final say."

A thin disciple of Badao Pavilion said with certainty: "I just saw it. It seems that there is a young man in white who is very handsome and a red fox!"

The bald disciple of the Beast's Dao Pavilion grinned, "If you can really find the lost Qilin Flame Sword, that would be a great contribution!"

"Didn't the master ask us to find the root of the fairy spirit?"

A bang! The bald disciple of the Bald Badao Pavilion slapped him hard. The first person who said this slapped him in the face and cursed: "How can you be so fairy-like! You are idiot!"

Bu Jingfeng and his sister Bu Jingshuang met with the disciples of Badao Pavilion.

"Slow down!"

The bald bald sword disciple pointed at Bu Jingshuang and said, "I didn't expect to meet such a beautiful woman here!"

"Senior Brother! Save it! Look at you, because the hair on a woman's head is gone!"

A short and thin disciple of Badao Pavilion said.

"Get out!"

"Little girl! Come and play with the uncle for a while!"

Bu Jingfeng clasped his fists and said, "It turns out to be Wanzhou, a disciple of Badao Pavilion! I'm so respectful!"

"Stop talking nonsense, let that girl play with the old man!"

The bald disciple of Badao Pavilion smiled contemptuously.

Bu Jingshuang waved her hands and an iceberg rose from the ground behind her.

"Seven-Star Iceberg!"
Chapter completed!