Jiuzun asked

Zhuangzi glanced at it, but saw that on the picture scroll was a young girl, not considered an alluring beauty, but she was born refined and elegant.

Before he could see it clearly, he saw that picture scroll turned into a wisp of smoke and dust.

"Jiuying Immortal Sect's good method...Jiuying Daojun is also a good method." Xiao asked with a smile, his fingertips trembled, and said softly: "This Jiuying Xianzong...I'm going."

Zhuangzi didn't have time to think about it, but he knew that the woman in this painting must be Xiao Wenwen's life-sacrificing love.

"hey-hey···."

In a flash, he saw that Zhuangzi raised his sword and moved, like a diamond glaring at him, and charged into the three thousand sword fairies in the Taibai Pavilion again.

Absolute sword intent, absolute killing intent.

Zhuangzi cultivated the Piaomiao Xiaoyao Tao, he followed his heart, but when he saw the three thousand sword fairies, they all cried out.

In one thought, three thousand sword immortals died here...

That thick black old man Zhuge Er, his complexion tightened at first, but he smiled up to the sky, deafened.

"It's a good kill...a good kill." Zhuge Er smiled deeply, and continued to laugh: "Useless firewood...is waste wood, killing is also pure."

"Senior..." Xiao asked, cupping his hands, speechless.

"Brother Dao... If other people find you uncomfortable, pass on a ray of immortal thought." Zhuangzi frowned, glanced at Zhuge Er, a thick black dog, but said with a smile on his face: "If you kill ten thousand immortals again, What's the matter."

Zhuangzi is known as the "Immortal Slaughter", after all, he made immortality and enlightenment.

"I am at Laozi Peak on Laozi's Immortal Mountain." Zhuangzi shouted, and left with Zhuang Mengzhou.

The thick black old man Zhuge Er twirled his beard and glanced at Zhuangzi who was going away, his face relaxed after all, and his temples trembled.

Xiao Wenwen also didn't say much, he came to Chunchun and Sui Qiwei, put his ear next to Chunchun's ear, and said softly: "Go to find Kongkong, and you must keep Dieyi safe."

Chunchun didn't have time to think about it, but he knew that the person Zhuge Er painted must be Nalan Dieyi.

"Nine wins... such a cheap fairy."

Xiao Wenwen stretched out his hand, and it was the "Liu Dao Qi Tribulation Pill", which was placed in Sui Qiwei's palm.

"Heavenly Dao Spiritual Root, don't let it down."

There was mist in Sui Qiwei's eyes, his palms trembled, and he said softly: "Mr.'s kindness is better than the love of life."

"Ask... I'm going." Chunchun thought of the Dieyi people, and felt anxious, he was really afraid that the people of Jiuying Xianzong would do a cheap trick and blackmail him with Dieyi.

In a breath, Sui Qiwei raised his head and said softly: "I... will go too."

Even though it was a Jiazi missing, Sui Qiwei's eyes were clear and straight, but he saw her bow to the Sect Master of Tianzong: "Master Zong, this disciple is unworthy."

Ban'an, the head of Tianzong, stroked his silver beard, and glanced at Xiao Wendao with light eyebrows. Although he didn't want to, he knew Sui Qiwei's heart after all.

"Why not, Tianzong will always be your Tianzong."

It's hard to hide my heartache when Ban'an calls out, this is the unique "Heavenly Spiritual Root" in all ages.

In an instant, Chunchun and Sui Qiwei disappeared into the sky like cirrus clouds.

Xiao Wenwen cupped his hands towards Ban'an Suzerain: "Waowen remembers the love of Tianzong and the righteousness of Suzerain."

Daoist Ban'an looked at Xiao Wendao's figure, and then at his biological daughter Nanshe, he was lost for a while.

Lovesickness does not cross the lovesickness person, but teaches lovesickness to cross lovesickness.

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Above Xuanniao, I saw Zhuge Er and Xiao Wendao, the thick black old man, looking at each other.

If one person can't see it, the ancient well will not wave.

One person can't see it all, and it doesn't move like a mountain.

For a moment, although the two didn't say a word, they seemed to have seen through their respective thoughts.

want to kill each other...

From time to time, I see Cangzang mountains and trees, and green peaks stand like green peaks, standing against the sky.

The sect of Jiuying Immortal Sect also coincides with the way of "Tian Yi", but inside the sect, immortals and birds roam, and disciples are like dust.

"The Immortal Sect has a broad mind and doesn't distinguish between good and bad." Xiao asked indifferently, but saw that this Immortal Sect disciple had mixed spiritual roots.

"hey-hey···."

The thick and black old Taoist Zhuge laughed strangely, and said in a low voice: "The way of heaven is respected, and they are all gnats. Even the gnats that are difficult to shake the way of heaven, why bother to distinguish between good and bad, it is better to let these gnats hold a group, take a mouthful of thieves, and say Might not be able to take a bite of meat."

Jiuying Immortal Sect belongs to the Longevity Realm, the number one Dao Sect in the world, but it is different.

Although it is not to say that the three sects of heaven, earth and man and the Qi sect of Danzong are difficult to compete with Jiuying Xianzong.

Rather, the number of disciples of Jiuying Xianzong is the head of longevity.

And Jiuying Immortal Sect regards "Jiuying Daoist" as its honor, even the remaining sects in Changsheng Immortal Realm do not want to compete with this Jiuying Immortal Sect.

The disciples of Jiuying Immortal Sect, when they looked at the thick black dog Zhuge Er, they all backed away with fear on their faces.

Suddenly, Hou Hei Goudao stretched out his hand and lifted the white-robed disciple who was hundreds of meters away into his palm.

He stretched his hand into his bosom, but pulled out a top-grade fairy stone from the disciple's bosom, frowned and smiled: "When did the disciple of Baoshen Peak be so generous?"

The disciple's eyes flashed with anger, his killing intent disappeared, and he bared his teeth and said: "One day, my Baiding will definitely kill you."

Zhuge Er, the thick black dog, was happy, looked closely at Bai Ding Shang, and said softly: "My fate is fixed, I will die in his hands."

As soon as he finished speaking, he glanced at Xiao and asked.

The disciple of Jiuying Xianzong looked at Xiao Wenwen, his eyes trembled and he said: "You are the one who broke the trapped palace of Qiyuan."

Xiao Wenwen smiled narrowly, full of treachery, and said: "No... I am the one who beheaded Nine Wins Three Thousand Sword Immortals."

The disciples of the Immortal Sect at the side were all outraged when they heard Xiao Wendao talk too much.

The thick black veteran Zhuge put his hands behind his ears, but he saw a purple light flashing across the crescent moon on his forehead, and shouted towards the group of nine win disciples: "Nine wins can be broken, the way of thick black can't be broken."

"You are not worthy to kill me."

Zhuge'er stared at Tianzong disciple Bai Dingshang, his fingertips trembled, and he threw the disciple of the Earth Immortal thousands of feet away.

The tens of thousands of disciples of Jiuying Immortal Sect all looked at that thick black dog Zhuge Er, chewing and swallowing that top-quality immortal stone, even the residue was not left.

People are like cunning foxes, their hearts are thick and dark.

This thick and black old man Zhuge Er cupped his hands towards Xiao Wendao, then he went out of the way first, and landed outside a fairy palace at the foot of a mountain.

I saw two big characters "Daqian" engraved on the fairy tower.

But he saw a wisp of fragrance wafting from the big thousand tower, Xiao Wen asked to smell it carefully, it was "Longyan Fragrance".

"The suzerain... will arrive later."

As soon as Zhuge Er called, he retreated outside, like a loyal servant.

"In this Great Thousand Palace, there is also a mortal." Xiao asked softly.

But that Zhuge'er didn't say a word, he stood outside the Daqian Tower like a dead person.

Xiao Wenwen stepped in, but saw that there was no one in the pavilion, and smelled it carefully, but there was a ray of fragrance and wine on the pavilion.

One step up, but saw a ragged old way.

The old Taoist murmured indifferently, but chanted while holding up the wine, looking at the clouds and clouds in the sky.