Zhongshengyu, the headquarters of the Putian Cult.

The many disciples in the stele combined were tens of thousands. The disciples of the fourth peak on this day looked strange, while the disciples of the other five peaks couldn't help laughing.

"Sister Third Senior Sister, you should advise Master to let her come back." On the hillside of the Fourth Peak, green figures stood full of green figures.

It turned out that on this day, Elder Ximen was dressed up in a shiny way, and he had been waiting outside the mountain gate as early as the rooster crowed, looking forward to it, like a virtuous wife who welcomed her husband's return.

"Do you want this face? It's a pony of the Peak." On the second elder peak, the beautiful lady's peak master was frowning.

Whether it was her or tens of thousands of disciples at the headquarters, no one felt that Elder Ximen was really welcoming anyone. There was no need to think too much about it, and he must have been robbing people.

As for Hou being outside the mountain gate, he was afraid that the other party would return to the main steward, and someone would compete for business with her Elder Ximen.

In a thatched hut in a valley, the helm leader was cooking tea and shook his head and sighed.

"This child suffered when he was a child. He threw it out to practice early, and he did suffer a lot."

Ximen Yan's mind has developed to this point, and the leader of Tianwen has nothing to say, but even if you have to plot against your own disciples, at least you can choose a place where no one is available.

It would be great if you do it secretly. If you get the baby, you can keep your reputation. If you don’t understand this, it makes the old Tianwen helm very melancholy.

Speaking of which, after Ye Xuan left the small world, the exit was far away in the Zhongsheng Realm. When he led the gang back, he saw Ximen Yan's gentle figure like a virtuous wife and mother from afar.

The sun is rising, the sun shines on the earth, the spring breeze is like wine, tens of thousands of monks on one side, and the other is alone, and the two sides are just confronting outside the mountain gate.

The disciples who were far away in the mountain gate and were waiting for the fun in the gang were all excited.

"Run quickly." Almost instantly, all the disciples of the Fourth Peak reacted.

There are thousands of people in them, and everyone has been green for hundreds of years. Who doesn’t know the nature of their masters?

"Senior Brother Ye, let's stop Master, don't look back." Some disciples found nothing and formed a large formation of cultivators without hesitation, waiting for the formation.

The other disciples who had gained something in the small world were frightened and anxious at this time.

"Alas, I got a Yin Jiao egg inside, and I have to escape."

"Wait for me, I have pity on the half-spirit treasure I dug out in the tomb, I'm afraid it's hard to save it."

"It's not a way to escape like this, and you can't never come back in the future." The green-faced masters were as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. The disciples of the Fourth Peak were crying, while the disciples of the other five Peaks did not believe in evil.

They are not disciples of the Fourth Peak. If Elder Ximen is unreasonable and attacks them together, they will definitely complain to their master.

Ye Xuan's face was expressionless, his robe sounded in the wind, his feet stepped on the void, and he stood in front of the crowd with one horse.

"Don't run away, I'm here." Ye Xuan waved his sleeves and his momentum suddenly burst out.

"Ximen Poisonous Woman, are you making a mistake? It's a character after all. Look, they scared..."

Looking at the Fourth Peak disciples who were running away like refugees, Ye Xuan's mouth twitched and pointed at Ximen Yan opposite him.

Ximen Yan was wearing a pink palace outfit, her face was as white as pink, and her eyes were covered with rouge, adding a touch of charm. She was so shy and charming that she was young to the top of her 10th anniversary.

"What are you running for?" Ximen Yan's gentle face became gloomy as water.

The thousands of disciples from the Fourth Peak opposite were all lost, and ran away with a heartbroken look on their faces, which made her feel a little overwhelmed.

Ximen Yan willow's waist swayed, her slender feet and lotus steps out, and her delicate body headed straight for Ye Xuan in the air, and she slaughtered the fattest sheep first.

"I've been here just right. I've been tolerating you for a long time and I've wanted to beat you up." Ye Xuan snorted coldly, and instead of retreating, he moved forward.

Ye Xuan's right arm Cangming spear is active, and it means to have a taste of a half-step human and immortal soul. He was suppressed by Ye Xuan. After all, this is not a life-and-death confrontation.

"Good thing." Ximen Yan's eyes were so vicious, and her beautiful eyes immediately stared at Ye Xuan's right arm, wishing she could cut it down now.

The Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram appears, and the Yin-Yang energy disrupts one void. Ye Xuanzhi is like a god coming to the world. The true energy outside the body is tumbling like a raging fire. The void is twisting and deforming wherever the body passes.

The disciples in the mountain gate couldn't help but applaud, and the master and apprentice turned against each other, nothing more noticeable than this.

"This son is indeed a talent. As early as eighty years ago, I felt that this son was not a thing in the pool."

"He also has a genius Taoist partner in Hexu Realm. Over the years, his Taoist partner has probably improved greatly. Now there is a good show."

Outside the mountain gate, the fourth peak disciples who fled stopped running for life and looked at the figure who fought hard, the eyes of these disciples who had been green for hundreds of years were filled with tears.

"Don't run away, Senior Brother Ye is not a poisonous woman... He is not a match for Master, let's go together."

"After so many years of green, which girl can like me? She has been bachelor who has been fighting for hundreds of years."

"You are only a hundred years old. Senior brother, I haven't been close to women in three hundred years since I went up the mountain." The disciples of the Four Peaks complained, and their green faces turned into pig's liver. They took out magic weapons and rushed up.

At the place where Ye Xuan and Ximen Yan fought, two figures were disillusioned, sometimes appearing in the air, sometimes crashing into the void and appearing on the ground.

The sound of wind and thunder between heaven and earth is rolling, and the true gang rolls up a large piece of gang energy, and the yin and yang energy are scattered, and the green poisonous fog is filled with it.

The disciples of the Fourth Peak were unable to get close to them at all, so they had to control the magic weapon from afar and smashed them around to the location where Ximen Yan was.

"You are so brave." Ximen Yan made a random move, and hundreds of magic weapons that were smashed into pieces.

Eight hundred years have passed in the small world. Among the disciples who have returned from the Four Peaks, a Hexu cultivator, plus more than twenty Void Refining Cultivator, was born. A group of people resisted, which could affect Ximen Yan in some ways.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, a vague figure knocked out of the void, and the fiery red flying sword slashed in the sky, and the Nine Swords of the Crushing Sky cut out nine black cracks in the void hundreds of feet in a radius.

At the same time, the Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram suddenly enlarged, and as it rolled, it pressed on Ximen Yan's head.

"Baby, are you really here?" Ximen Yan was beaten so hard that she vomited blood and couldn't help but get angry.

Seeing the yin and yang energy grinding like a millstone, a golden talisman appeared in Ximen Yan's palm and was about to teleport away.

At this critical moment, an old figure came, with big sleeves floating, and a fairy-like style.

"Yan'er, you're naughty again."

Ximen Yan instinctively paused in her hand. When did her grandfather come? The next moment, she instantly realized that the leader of Tianwen was a fake.

It was precisely because of this moment that the golden talisman in the palm of his palm disappeared. Ximen Yan suddenly lost her appearance, as if she had been poached her heart and heart, and her screams were loud and loud.
Chapter completed!