"Please! Give me a chance! I'm a skinny dog, let me go."

Lei Hao burst into tears, Wuyang and Wuyang cried.

When I cried to the point where I was moved, I even started sobbing.

A handful of nose and tears, especially grievance.

"These some spiritual medicines and Nine Yang Pills!"

Lei Hao seemed to have lost control of his emotions, holding up the thousand-year-old ice and fire lotus in his hand, "I offer this ice and fire lotus with both hands, please don't kill me!"

"What a rubbish!"

The divine beast White Tiger shouted, "You are a garbage warrior, I, the tiger master, don't have the qualifications to eat it! You are stingy inside and bully the weak and fear the strong."

Murong Chen raised his hand, used his spiritual power and punched him hard.

Crack! With a bang! Lei Hao's head bloomed, and a terrifying hole appeared, his brain burst, and he mixed with the blood.

Lei Hao died, and the white-robed elder of Wan Beast Sect also died.

Murong Chen has gone through so many things and has a deep understanding of the world of warriors.

Chen Feng from Baiyun Sect, Falling in Dragon City.

Mr. Han from the Han family in Black Moon City.

Lei Hao from Wanbeast Sect, and so on, these warriors are telling Murong Chen a truth: the world of warriors is intrigue, and there is no slight kindness and mercy to treat the enemy.

Otherwise, the person who is hurt can only be himself.

The old man in purple robe smiled slightly, nodded, and said earnestly: "Murong Chen, you must remember that in the world of warriors, everything depends on strength. Whoever has a hard fist is the person standing at the peak of martial arts! You have grown a lot compared to the past few days, and what you have grown is not just your cultivation level!"

"Thank you for helping me!"

Murong Chen clasped his fists with his hands, nodded and said respectfully.

"master?

!”

The divine beast White Tiger laughed, "This kid has such a sweet mouth!"

The old man in purple robe kicked the white tiger next to him and shouted: "You forgot, how did you talk to me back then? Your mouth was like a smear of honey!"

The white tiger glared at the old man in purple robe, "Uh! Don't forget, I am your natal beast of martial arts awakening talent, hum!"

"Killing, confident and responsible! Not bad! Not bad!"

The old man in purple robe nodded heavily at Murong Chen.

"What are you doing in the purgatory of the Broken Soul Cliff?

Anyone who went there became the delicacy of Taixu Ancient Dragon’s belly!”

The old man in purple robe walked in front, and the divine beast White Tiger next to him tiptoed to follow.

Murong Chen quickly chased after him, "My battle pet, the three-pupil sky fox is injured, and Ice Flame Grass needs to be healed! Ice Flame Grass can only be found in the purgatory of the Broken Soul Cliff!"

"Fight pet?

!”

The divine beast White Tiger glanced at Murong Chen, "You still have a battle pet!"

"Shut up!"

The old man in purple robe shouted at the divine beast White Tiger.

The white tiger was so scared that it shivered.

"Did you see the soul of that divine dragon in Wolong Valley?"

The old man in purple robe asked with a smile.

"Yes! Yes!"

Murong Chen nodded and said yes.

"Don't listen to that old dragon, he's talking nonsense! He's old and confused!"

The old man in purple robe said seriously.

Unexpectedly, perhaps it was a destiny of destiny. The old man in purple robe foresaw that everything might have been ahead of schedule and all plans were disrupted.

It’s really better than God’s calculations.

God's will is hard to disobey! "In the future, don't mention me to anyone, nor do you mention this nine-tailed white tiger beast, no matter where?"

The old man in purple robe suddenly stopped and turned his head to Murong Chen and said.

"Master! The disciple keeps the teachings in mind!"

Murong Chen said.

Cough cough... The old man in purple robe coughed a few times.

"And! I'm not your master, and you are not my apprentice either!"

The old man in purple robe said coldly.

Murong Chen's identity is too special. The old man in purple robe cannot accept Murong Chen's apprentice.

The old man in purple robe is a master of Wuyang Continent. Since the moment Murong Chen was born to fall into the Dragon City of Wuyang Continent, the old man in purple robe has been observing and protecting Murong Chen.

Those who have seen the old man in purple robe can no longer speak and have long died.

The old man in purple robe has always been wearing a mask, and his martial arts cultivation has always been restrained. He looks like a very inconspicuous old man.

"Master, where are you from?"

Murong Chen asked, full of curiosity about the old man in purple robe.

Murong Chen always felt that the old man in purple robe in front of him was frivolous and had a strange whereabouts, and with such a high level of cultivation, it was inevitable that people would doubt the identity of the old man in purple robe.

"I have said that you don't call me master, and don't mention me. Even if you are with your family, Murong Bo, and Wei Yue'er, the descendant of your Phoenix Clan, don't say it!"

The old man in purple robe shouted loudly.

Because she was wearing a mask, Murong Chen could not see the facial expression of the old man in purple robe at all, but through the stern voice, Murong Chen knew that the old man in purple robe must be very angry.

The old man in purple robe knew everything about Murong Chen.

"I want to do something. I have to walk for a long time. In the future, you will have to rely on yourself to your own path, and no one can help you!"

The old man in purple robe said.

"Boy! Where is your battle pet?

Let Master Hu see if there are any magical powers of the divine beasts?"

After Baihu finished speaking, he burst into laughter.

"On Piaomiao Peak!"

Murong Chen said quickly, wondering how the Santong Tianhu is doing now.

"Walk!"

The old man in purple robe waved his hand and tore open the void, and a black crack appeared in front of Murong Chen.

The divine beast White Tiger walked in swayingly, and the old man in purple robe pulled Murong Chen into the crack of the void.

"Where are we going?"

When Murong Chen entered the crack of the void, he could only hear a whirring sound. This sound was not like the sound of wind, but more like a spell of the law of space, or some other mysterious space strange sounds.

Swish! In the blink of an eye, less than half a breath was spent, Murong Chen fell from the void alone.

My feet are less than three feet away from the ground.

Murong Chen fell steadily to the ground. When he looked up, he had arrived at the Piaomiao Peak. At the entrance of Piaomiao Palace, Murong Chen smelled the faint fragrance of the elixir.

It is the law of space! Unexpectedly, the old man in purple robe has fully mastered the law of space.

With Murong Chen’s current martial arts cultivation, he cannot understand the laws of space at all.

Just now, I was completely under the protection of the old man in purple robe that I could enter the space and shuttle for a short distance.

If the old man in purple robe had not used magical magic to protect Murong Chen, Murong Chen would have been torn into pieces by the turbulence of space and the power of space! "Return to Zhongzhou Continent! Tianwu Shenzhou!"

The old man in purple robe said to the nine-tailed white tiger beside him.

The divine beast White Tiger lowered its head, and the old man in purple robe jumped and rode onto the strong body of the White Tiger.

"Can you handle that brat?"

The divine beast, the white tiger, carries the old man in a purple robe, and flies in the air.

The old man in purple robe sighed, "It depends on his luck. All I can do is this!"

Wuyang Continent is divided into five parts.

They are the southern continent and the northern continent.
To be continued...