Chapter [-]: The Promise of Happyness

Lin Xian originally planned to bring Daoist Chiyang over, but Sikong Xiaoyao forced him to leave.

After finally getting rid of the people in Chiyangguan, Lin Xian asked with a puzzled look.

"what are you running"

"I'm sorry, boss..., if you deal with the demon cultivator, I will definitely help you with all my strength. If you want to deal with the immortal cultivator, please forgive me."

After all, Sikong Xiaoyao was from the Immortal God Realm, and he didn't want to see Lin Xian conflict with the people from the Immortal God Realm, especially Lin Xian's ability was extraordinary, even the legendary Qiushan Old Demon could be subdued, and he might be able to help the Immortal God. The world naturally does not want a conflict between the two sides.

But Lin Xian didn't think so. Anyone who dared to fight against him would shoot them to death. Besides, if the people from Chiyang Temple were not selfish and didn't want to tell him the secret of Phantom Quicksand, it wouldn't be like this in the end.

Lin Xian looked unhappy, and Sikong Xiaoyao also felt that what he did just now was wrong, and saluted Lin Xian.

"If the boss promises not to be an enemy of the Immortal God Realm, Sikong Xiaoyao will definitely be grateful to Dade."

"What if they come to mess with me?"

"This... If there is a day, Xiaoyao will leave the Immortal God Realm and follow the boss for the rest of his life."

Sikong Xiaoyao made a solemn oath, hoping that Lin Xian could open up to him.

Lin Xian didn't say anything, after all, as a salted fish, he didn't want to cause trouble, but if someone wanted to provoke him, Lin Xian wouldn't be merciful.

Not long after walking forward, they found another teleportation formation.

Each small island seems to have only one resource that can be collected. The phantom quicksand can no longer be collected, and it is useless to stay here. The three people enter the teleportation array again.

In the blink of an eye, I came to a high island.

There is a strong sea breeze blowing around the island, and no one knows how many layers of Wanzhong Mountain are, but the only thing that is certain is that this is not the highest layer.

The strong sea breeze was blowing, and there was a strong smell of blood in the air, which seemed to be not far ahead.

"There are traces of a fight here, boss."

Hill glanced around, and immediately.

It is found that there are many traces of spells used nearby, and the fairy energy and the magic energy are intertwined, and there must be a fierce battle.

Boom! A loud explosion came from a distance.

The individuals glanced at each other and hurriedly ran forward, crossing a small hill and there were many people in front of them.

There are both magic and immortal cultivators, attacking each other, and there are wolves around.

Lin Xian and the three of them squatted on the top of the hill and looked down. They saw Po Wu and Xian Laozu standing in the crowd. This old guy is still alive, but he didn't expect that he would be here and the people around him were not. ......In addition to the people from the Demon Temple, there are many other sects of Demon Cultivators.

On the opposite side of them, Lin Xian saw the... old turtle of Uncle Wan Shou.

I saw the old turtle hiding in Tibet, looking very flustered.

Lin Xian's eyes lit up, he didn't expect to find the old turtle so soon, he waved to the other two, and quietly walked to the edge of the battlefield, getting closer to the old turtle.

Wan Shoubo didn't notice Lin Xian at all, and ran out desperately.

When he finally escaped from the war zone, a tall hill suddenly appeared in front of him and grabbed Wan Shoubo's shoulder.

"Old turtle, we meet again."

Lin Xian jumped out directly, and when he saw Lin Xian appearing, Uncle Wan Shou was so frightened that he retracted into the shell and said while trembling.

"I didn't do anything, it's none of my business."

"Get out of it for me, you shriveled turtle, or I'll stew your shell."

Lin Xian pointed at Wan Shoubo's turtle shell and cursed, but Wan Shoubo just... refused to come out, so Lin Xian winked at the hill.

The hill lifted the tortoise shell high and smashed it heavily on the ground, Wan Shoubo almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, but the torture did not end. road.

"Don't smash it, I'll come out!"

Wan Shoubo cautiously stuck out his head and looked at Lin Xian with a look of fear, this guy can really do anything.

"You... don't do it, let me explain."

"What is there to explain, you and the Demon God Realm joined forces to deal with our Salted Fish Pie, I have wronged you"

"No, no, I'm not talking about this, it's you people from the Salted Fish Pie just now..."

"What happened just now"

Lin Xian felt that there was something in Wan Shoubo's words, so he hurriedly asked.

Then Wan Shoubo reluctantly told all the things, he originally took the salted fish and sent everyone to the next island, thinking in his heart to find the people from the Devil Realm and join them to kill Liu Shen and others.

Who would have thought that the group traveled to several small islands, and did not encounter people from the Demon Realm, but instead encountered people from the Immortal Realm fighting for things.

When Liu Shen saw what the two sides were robbing, he planned to profit from the fisherman before very long.

Who ever wanted to break the fifth, the old ancestor Xian suddenly appeared, he found Liu Shen and others, and he was entangled with the Salted Fish School in an instant.

Breaking five, the ancient ancestors of the immortals are extremely powerful, except... the hills are unmatched, Liu Shen fought and retreated toward the immortal god realm.

As a result, the Immortal God Realm thought that it was broken five, and the ancestors of the immortals came to grab something, immediately.

The same enemy turned his head to deal with Po Wu, the ancestor of the fairy, and this is the current situation.

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