Journey to the West: Plundering the Worlds

"A hallucination?!"

"Yes, it must be a hallucination. How long has it been since Yue Buqun ascended? How could it appear at this time?"

……

Zuo Lengchan forced himself to calm down, but the thoughts in his mind hadn't dissipated before the voice sounded again, "Is Zuo Lengchan here?"

"Sect Master, Sect Master!"

Almost at the same time, a disciple came rushing forward, pointing to the high-altitude direction behind him with a horrified face, "Yue, Yue, Yue, Yue..."

He may have been too shocked, he couldn't breathe, his face was flushed, and he almost suffocated.

"Yue what Yue?!"

Zuo Lengchan jumped up against the table and was furious, "As a disciple of the Songshan School, how can you be so panic-stricken and without the slightest bit of etiquette?!"

"No no, no, no, no!"

The disciple finally regained his composure, and said in one breath, "Yue Buqun is here! He is riding a dragon, and there is a general chasing someone beside him, and he is shouting at the master to meet him!"

It finally came out.

The disciple secretly wiped off his cold sweat, he almost died of panic just now.

"what?!"

Zuo Lengchan turned pale, "What did you just say?!"

Ding Mian, Fei Bin and the others also trembled slightly, their calm expressions disappeared instantly, and they all looked sideways at the disciples.

"Yue, Yue Buqun is here!"

Started stuttering again.

The disciple secretly said cheating, but he didn't dare to neglect, "He, he, he came by dragon..."

The voice did not fall.

The dragon chant sounded again.

A hundred-foot golden dragon fell from the sky, rushed straight to the ground, and hovered on the square in front of the main hall!

The dragon's head stepped on two people.

One is nine feet tall, with a hulking back, tall and domineering, carrying a big halberd in his hand, his eyes are burning with flames, he looks like the sun god from the sky is about to descend to earth, but just being caught by him, his legs can't help but go weak.

On the side of the general, stood a handsome figure, he was smiling, he was very gentleman, but he was just...

"Yue, Yue Buqun!"

Fei Bin turned pale and shouted!

"I go!"

Zuo Lengchan was also shocked, a strand of beard under his chin trembled, and a strand of beard was accidentally pulled off!

He twisted his face in pain, and stared at Yue Buqun in disbelief.

That's right!

It's really, it's really, it's really...

Yue Buqun, that old man, that hypocrite, that Xiao Xiami, one of the Five Sacred Sword Sects, the former subordinate of my left leader!

now……

He steps on a golden dragon, and there are gods and generals following him by his side!Come proudly!

This, this...

How can this be? !

How long has it been!

Has he, a little shrimp and a hypocrite, turned into a fairy?

"Hahaha……"

Standing on the faucet, Yue Buqun looked at Zuo Lengchan, Fei Bin, and Lu Bai's bewildered and shocked faces, and couldn't help but feel exhilarated and refreshed!

That's right!

That's how it feels, that's how it feels!

My Yue has worked so hard for so many years, isn't it just for such a day?

Unexpectedly, it was so easy to achieve today!

Sure enough, it's better to be a fairy!

Do you see it!

The left leader in front of him, this mighty general, was also taken aback by him!

Chapter 8 Hengshan Yilin

How could Yue Buqun be upset when he saw that the leader of the left alliance was like this?