Lawyer Zhan Zhao

Seeing Bai Yutang coming here, Duanlang smiled softly.

"It's you..." Duanlang's expression softened, he turned his head to look at Zhan Zhao, then at Bai Yutang, and said, "The last time he fought, he pushed you away... Let me tell you something , brotherhood, don't miss it!"

"Don't worry!" Bai Yutang nodded, cupped his hands and said, "Dare to ask your benefactor's name?"

"Duanlang!" Duanlang nodded, looking at Bai Yutang, "What about you? And him and him!" He pointed at Zhan Zhao and Murong Ziying.

"Bai Yutang!" Bai Yutang cupped his hands, pointing at Zhan Zhao and Murong Ziying and said, "Zhan Zhao, Murong Ziying."

"If we are separated for the rest of our lives, I will definitely become brothers with them!" Duanlang laughed, a little sunny and bitter, "However, since ancient times, the friendship has been worn out for so long! That's all, let's say goodbye!"

"Brother Duan...Brother Duan!" Bai Yutang hesitated for a while and said, "If you don't dislike it, can I ask Bai to call you big brother?"

Duanlang smiled softly, with sparkles in the corners of his eyes, he was silent for a while, "It's up to you! Unexpectedly, after the last farewell, you have also stepped into the level of Sanxian... Practice your magic power a lot, That’s the only way to truly understand it!”

"Thank you!" Bai Yutang cupped his hands.

For Duanlang, Bai Yutang was grateful. Last time, Yashachi not only helped his soul to wake up as soon as possible, but also helped him step into the realm of transforming spirits into emptiness.

Although Bai Yutang is both good and evil, but he also has a clear sense of grievances and grievances. For Duanlang, he has a strong sense of gratitude in his heart.

"Farewell!" The blood-red light covered Duan Lang, and he rushed towards the space barrier without looking back.

Bai Yutang looked at Duanlang's leaving figure, turned his head to look at Zhan Zhao, and smiled softly.

"Xiao Hua!" Zhan Yao stepped forward and hugged Zhan Hua tightly, and Zhan Hui and the others were also very happy.

After seeing everyone, Zhan Hua and Ding Yuehua walked together, and then everything became normal again.

Another day passed, everything was peaceful, but Bai Yutang was very concerned about one thing...

Floating in mid-air, Bai Yutang looked sideways in the direction of Xiangyang, he hesitated for a long time, but did not move.

Bai Yuewu walked over, Bai Yutang sighed softly, and fell from midair.

"Are you worried about something?" Seeing Bai Yutang fall to the ground, Bai Yuewu stepped forward, took his arm, and asked, "Your brows have been frowning, are you worried about something?"

"Yes!" Bai Yutang hugged Bai Yuewu backhandedly, and sighed, "I remember the Supreme Son once said that Mephisto and others will return in four or five days. According to the previous guess, Murphy Stowe and the others will definitely come to kill us. But now thirteen days have passed, why haven't they made any moves?"

"Since there's nothing wrong, don't think too much about it. Maybe they're in the Demon Zunlou!" Bai Yuewu said softly, resting her head on Bai Yutang's chest.

Bai Yutang smiled wryly, and shook his head, "No, I've always felt a sense of depression in my heart. I don't know why, but it's like a sense of crisis that is about to come!"

Bai Yuewu didn't speak, but quietly hugged Bai Yutang and closed her eyes.

Bai Yutang hugged Bai Yuewu and walked to the tree and sat down. Both of them were silent.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly, Bai Yutang raised his head and looked into the distance. His expression changed, and he dragged Bai Yuewu to the hut.

Solanum nigrum also appeared, looking at the sky solemnly.

A chaotic saber glow slashed down, shattering the void.

Bai Yutang yelled angrily, a silver light flashed in his hand, which turned into a picture of Tai Chi, and faced the sword light.

The sword light was shattered, and the Tai Chi diagram also dissipated.

An unusually handsome young man appeared in midair, and there were two people floating behind him.

This handsome young man Bai Yutang naturally knew him, he was the Supreme Son.

There are two people behind him, one of them is about 1.8 meters tall, fair complexion, wearing a slightly tight black dress to show off his perfect figure, flaxen hair is stunningly beautiful, smooth and fair face, revealing a sharp-edged coldness. Jun; the temperament exuding from his body is so complicated, like a mixture of various temperaments, all of which exude nobility and elegance, but also have his own unique ethereal and indifferent!

The other person wears black gauze with square wings on his head, a crimson embroidered official robe, a wide leather belt inlaid with jade across his waist, and white silk stockings and black leather shoes on his feet. Looking at his appearance, he is over sixty years old, but he has white hair. The confidante looked radiant and looked at everyone coldly!

"Bai Yutang?" Supreme Master snorted coldly, and the Chaos Saber in his hand flickered, "You have made progress, you actually blocked the move you made just now to say hello!"

Bai Yutang snorted coldly and remained silent.

Zunzunzi shifted his eyes lightly, put his eyes on Zhan Zhao and Murong Ziying, and smiled faintly, "These two guys haven't recovered from their injuries yet? Hmph...there's another one?"

"Not here!" Bai Yutang snorted coldly.

The Supreme Son shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile, "It's okay... Anyway, we are all going to die today!"

"Where's the so-called devil?" Supreme Son asked with a sneer.

"Not here!" Bai Yutang said in a very angry tone.

"Hahaha!" The Supreme Son laughed loudly, "Did he escape? Such a powerful person would escape, hahaha!"

"Shut up!" Solanum nigrum suddenly yelled, "How could Mo Zun Lou escape? Mo Zun is already proud, if he fights, he won't back down until he dies, he's just going to heal his wounds!"

'Papa...' The supreme son clapped his hands and smiled at Solanum nigrum, "Little girl, I appreciate your courage, ha ha!"

"Still a ghost!" The 1.8-meter black man behind Supreme Son said coldly.

The old man stroked his silver beard and said with a smile, "There are only two huts here, and there are so many people gathered here... Ha ha!"

"Forget it, King Xiangyang, I'll leave it to you to take care of it!" The Supreme Son shrugged his shoulders, "Those two people have not recovered from their injuries and are still healing. Now there is only one Sanxian and one Guixian blocking the way. With your Golden Immortal's Cultivation is enough to easily eliminate them!"

The old man bent over to the Supreme Son, and said respectfully, "Thank you, Supreme Son!"

The Supreme Son and the man in black stood horizontally in the void, while the old man flew straight down!

"You are the King of Xiangyang!?" Everyone exclaimed at the same time when the Supreme Son addressed the old man.

"That's right, it's this king!" King Xiangyang stroked his silver beard and laughed, "The people here..."

"Zhan Zhao, Bai Yutang, are you here to find evidence against this king? It's ridiculous, since you already know the existence of gods, ghosts, and ghosts, you should know that using the forces of the mortal world to deal with us is just a dream. Are you really stupid?" King Xiangyang laughed and turned to look at Yan Chasan.

Yan Chasan paused slightly, and looked at King Xiangyang with firm eyes.

"This must be Mr. Yancha Sanyan, inspector of the Eight Houses!" King Xiangyang smiled, "Renzong is going to attack me... Unfortunately, he made the wrong idea... Since the matter arranged by His Majesty It has been completely completed, so I can do it too. After you are dealt with, my [-] elite soldiers will directly enter Bianliang, and I will become the emperor!"

"Those who stand in the way, kill without pardon, even if it is to turn the world upside down, the blood will flow like a river!" King Xiangyang laughed wildly, "This king has already become a fairy, if this king takes the throne, he will be forever in the future. The royal blood will never end!"

Everyone was shocked and looked at King Xiangyang in horror.

There was an invisible glint in the Supreme Son's eyes, and there was a trace of disdain in the look of looking at King Xiangyang.

King Xiangyang shook his body, hooked his fingers at Bai Yutang, and said, "You are the only one here who can barely see through, come on...let me kill you!"

Bai Yutang ignored the King of Xiangyang, but he was already ready to fight. At this moment, Bai Yutang was very dignified, because he heard the name of the Supreme Son to the King of Xiangyang, the cultivation level of Jinxian!

Isn't Jinxian's cultivation base just one level lower than Supreme Son's?

How could this King of Xiangyang achieve the position of Golden Immortal so quickly?

Is it all about the Supreme Son?

If the Supreme Son has a way to quickly improve people's cultivation, why not just create an army of immortals?

If so, who else in the world can stop him?

Even though he was thinking this way in his heart, Bai Yutang's subordinates were not slow. He spread his feet apart, his body slightly bent, and his hands were already in the Tai Chi starting posture!