"Have your helper arrived?"

An Bochen looked at the entrance of the cave, his eyes shone coldly, and he sneered disdainfully.

Mr. Peng hesitated for a moment, then jumped out of the battle circle.

A trace of demonic aura erupted from his eyebrows and floated towards the entrance of the cave. After a moment, the strong demonic aura in the cave stopped moving.

Turning his head and staring at An Bochen, Mr. Peng said nothing.

"No more fight?"

Amberchen raised his eyebrows.

"Hmph, may you still have the strength?"

Mr. Peng restrained his fighting spirit and snorted coldly.

In a blink of an eye, he seemed to suddenly remember something, and hurriedly covered his naked lower body with his hands, his face flushed.

Both of them were exhausted from their energy. At this time, Mr. Peng San didn't even have the strength to turn out his clothes. The man opposite suddenly asked: "You don't seem to be very interested in the remnants of Dakuang, why is this?"

After looking at An Bochen strangely, several thoughts flashed through Mr. Peng's mind, and he suddenly smiled and said, "Let's do this. If you go to Wei County to find the county lord in five days, he will take you to see me, and I will tell you in everything. Don't worry, in that kind of place, I will not attack you."

Upon hearing this, An Bochen's doubts became a little stronger.

This monster could clearly call for help to put himself in a mortal enemy, but he missed this great opportunity, and his tone was not too hostile.

"Others call me Mr. Peng, but I don't know the name of Yougao."

Mr. Peng San said.

"Indeed."

Amberchen said without hesitation.

“Wuxian…”

Mr. Peng was chewing and was about to say something else, but suddenly the sky shook, but the mountains and rivers outside the Dragon Girl Palace, which had reached their limit in the battle between the two, had collapsed at this time.

Looking at An Bochen again, Mr. Peng San saw that he summoned a dark horse with four wings on his back from somewhere, flying quickly, shuttled between the broken mountains and rivers, and disappeared when he was young.

"Wuxie... I have never heard of it. Such a master should have been spread all over the world. Could it be that he came from there... not like or not."

For a moment, Mr. Peng fell into deep thought, and even the mountains collapsed from behind were about to be pressed down, he ignored it.

The mountain was held by a big hand when it was less than five feet away from him. Jia Baiwan, who turned into a giant tycoon in the fireworks river, appeared behind Mr. Peng.

"Hello, Master?"

“Nothing is wrong now.”

"But... where did your clothes go?"

Jia Baiwan looked straight and coughed softly, then took out a robe and a black pill from the storage bag.

He took the robe, put it on his body casually, and chewed the pills and swallowed it. The three young master Peng quickly recovered, and a look of aftertaste appeared on his face, and he said thoughtfully: "I just met a good opponent."

"A good opponent...I've got no clothes left."

Jia Baiwan felt a little numb and forced himself to put away his thoughts. In front of the Peng family, he could not hide anything in his heart.

Ignoring Jia Baiwan, who looked strange, the third young master Peng strode into the cave and shuttled through the cave corridor, but he was still unsatisfied.

"To be fair, maybe I lost half the battle. After all, he is only the peak of the sixth level."

Walking out of Longquan Well, Mr. Peng shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Longquanfang is particularly lively during the day, and Fireworks Lane and Baihu Academy are no longer there, but this is still a must-pass place for the old Tang Dynasty road in the north of the city. People of all kinds hurriedly walked through Longquan Well, including students carrying book boxes, well-dressed businessmen, and elderly and children. No one went to see Mr. Peng San who was standing abruptly on the well.

A translucent fog floated in the Longquan square, but it was not visible to ordinary people. In the fog were the monarchs of Jiechao County who came from nearby.

"Hello, Master?"

Seeing Mr. Peng appear, all the demon kings who look like humans bow to their bodies and bow to them from time to time, mortals pass by them, but they regard them as air.

Mr. Peng seemed to be immersed in the battle just now. After all, he had not been so happy for more than a hundred years, and he also broke through the dual realm that he had always thought was the legendary one. Mr. Peng was in a good mood.

The only drawback is that I can't win.

"This Wuxie doesn't seem to know anything, but it's okay. If he knows too much, how dare he play his best to fight me."

A funny look appeared on his face, and Mr. Peng raised his head and laughed, making a group of county lords stunned.

In the three dynasties where he had temporarily left above the True Immortal, his current strength is extremely high. The demonic aura with his sharpness swepts into the distance without any obstacles.

Yin Dynasty, the capital, and the highest mansion on Central Avenue.

The young man with black hair was reading the book with a scroll, and two immortals sat in front of him, playing chess.

The three of them were all dressed in a graceful and outstanding manner. Among them, the young man who was studying was the most elegant and elegant.

At this moment, the two immortals playing chess raised their heads at the same time, and a powerful aura burst out from their bodies.

"Young master, it's Peng San." One of them spoke.

"I know." The young man with long hair did not raise his head, and said lightly, still focusing on the scriptures.

The two immortals looked at each other and did not say anything else.

Several clouds floated in the house, the size of a palm, and there were mountains, rivers and rivers on the clouds, which were only as big as paperweights. There were also cranes passing through the clouds, shaped like mosquitoes.

These clouds in the fairy mountains are not illusions, but are captured by young people from the outside world and reduced so much that they have only changed their size and weight.

While studying, young people lift up the clouds of fairy mountains out of thin air, without any effort.

"Yes, my father passed on the letter, and at most they would turn around in a year."

Let go of the scriptures and the youth say.

"The national guru is finally back, but has he found the Heavenly Palace?"

The two immortals showed joy.

"Even if you don't find it, you're probably close." said the young man, his eyes becoming deeper: "Before they come back, they must completely eliminate the remnants."

"Don't worry, the traces of those fake monsters have been discovered, and one of them is hiding in my junction." One of the immortals said.

"But it's unpretentious?"

"No, that person is called Diankui."

"It seems that he wants to find that General Huo, and don't alert him. Follow him, maybe he can find the bandits."

The young man smiled playfully, stood up, silently stared at the clouds of fairy mountains floating slowly in front of him, and murmured: "I really didn't expect that there would be so many pseudo-demons here. In ancient times, this was a central continent. The demon kings who had no time to leave intermarried with mortals despite the ban, and their bloodline has been passed down to this day. In their history, they are called bottomless pits, which is appropriate."

"They are all pseudo-demons who have not yet grown up. The young master is too proud of them."

One of the immortals twisted the chess piece with his hands and said with a smile.

"You can't say that. Although they haven't even reached the sixth level of heaven now, if they let them continue like this, they will sooner or later become a big trouble. Among the three dynasties, only the demon clan can break through the extreme realm without relying on external magic weapons, and among the demon clan, only those who inherit the bloodline of the ancient great demon can break through the extreme realm through the changing Dharma phase. But there are only pseudo-demons. Once the bloodline in their bodies awaken, they have the powerful body and mystery of the demon clan, and can practice profound Taoism like us, with endless potential, and can break through to the extreme realm without changing the demon body."

As he said that, the young man's voice was a little heavy: "As such an existence, he is definitely the favorite of God. Just because the true immortal is below him, if they can reach the true immortal realm, or even the mysterious immortal realm, they have the possibility of breaking through the extreme realm, then they will be too big and will be difficult to get rid of."

Seeing the two immortals stunned, the young man's mouth slightly raised and said, "Two, you should take the time to read the history books. You must know that from the age of ancient times, the one who dominated the world was a fake demon. If it weren't for the mysterious descendants of Jianzhai, the world would be very different now."

"History books, I didn't expect that Miss Sima had such a great influence on the young master. The young master now loves reading history books."

An immortal sneered.

Another immortal glanced at the young man and said happily: "Young Master is going to go to the Third Princess' Mansion again, aren't you afraid of being turned away again?"

"You two."

The young man shook his head and looked out the window.
Chapter completed!