When the monks of the Medicine King Sect saw Xiao Heng and the other two respectfully calling him senior, their faces were full of surprise.

He waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Why do you fellow Taoists say this? Could it be that you are looking for happiness with me?"

"All of them are Nascent Soul monks, we can be called to each other."

He said to Zhang Haobo and Su Xiaomei.

"Nasty Infant Monk?"

After careful observation, Xiao Heng and the others realized that the cultivator who had been sleeping for thousands of years in front of him seemed to be just the Nascent Soul cultivation level.

But the feeling it gives people is very different from that of today's Nascent Soul monks.

This led to them not identifying it just now.

No matter what, it is never easy for the Nascent Soul monks in ancient times to survive.

Xiao Heng and the others did not let go of their vigilance, and were thinking about how to continue talking and get some information.

But I heard the other party say a lot like a chatterbox.

"I'm ordering Hu Chang, an inner disciple of the Medicine King Sect."

"When I fell into the Xuanhuang Realm, I remember that the sect leader had closed the entire Medicine King Cauldron and issued a request for help from the outside world."

"You can come in to the Medicine King Ding, probably because the Ten Sects of Immortal Dao have arrived."

"I wonder what the other brothers are doing now? Has the Sect Master awakened?"

Linghu Chang said as he excitedly walked towards the door.

But when I saw Xiao Heng and the other two's strange expressions, I couldn't help but be shocked.

"Is there something wrong?"

After saying that, he hurried outside the house.

Seeing this, Xiao Heng and others hurriedly followed.

"Hmm? What's going on? Why is the [Da Meng Chunqiu] formation still running?"

"I'm the only one who woke up early?"

"Where are the rescue monks from the Ten Sects of Immortal Dao?"

...

Linghu Chang's shocked and suspicious voice echoed in the empty Medicine King Cauldron.

"Has the Life and Death Sect fallen? What happened to the sect leader?"

"What the hell is going on?"

His voice was a little uncontrollable and panic. After looking around, he flew back to Xiao Heng and the other two again.

He stared at him and asked, "Who are you guys and how did you come into my sect's Medicine King Ding?"

Xiao Heng pondered for a moment and said slowly: "This matter is a bit complicated. Fellow Taoist may have to be mentally prepared."

Linghu Chang narrowed his eyes and listened quietly to the following.

"In fact, fellow Taoist has been sleeping for thousands of years. It was already an ancient time to break through the boundary and leave..."

Before Xiao Heng could finish speaking, Linghu Chang was interrupted by waves.

He was so angry that he laughed and said, "It's really nonsense. I really think that my Medicine King Sect [Da Meng Spring and Autumn Formation] is a decoration? Is it possible to make mistakes even after sleeping for many years?"

"You have said twenty-four years to be thousands of years. If you want to be fooled, you have to make it look more decent, right?"

Linghu Chang had a bad expression and patted it gently, and a gourd appeared in his hands.

"No wonder when I first saw you, I thought you were strange. It turned out that they were evil demons and heretics who wanted to deceive me."

"Suffer to die!"

As Linghu Chang said, dozens of fine green lights burst out from the gourd in an instant.

The edge is like a sword blade, as fast as lightning.

In an instant, he came to Xiao Heng and the other two.

"Be careful!" Unexpectedly, Linghu Chang took action without saying anything, and Zhang Haobo's expression changed.

The Blood Sea Cave Heaven above my head suddenly became clear. As the blood waves rolled, a blood-colored light flew out and collided head-on with the blue thin blade.

"Boom boom!"

Amid the violent explosion, Linghu Chang looked up at the scene of the boundless sea of ​​blood above, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

But he is more convinced of his own judgment.

He was upright and shouted angrily: "It turns out that he is a demon demon, and he can't bear it quickly..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard several voices, and heard from all directions in unison.

"You are really annoying. Since the beginning, you have been saying something inexplicably strange and incomprehensible."

"Have you been sleeping for a long time and haven't woken up yet?"

Linghu Chang looked at him and saw that many faceless and blood-faced figures had surrounded him in the center without realizing it.

"It's okay, just let us help you wake up."

Many faceless blood-faced faces tilted their heads and made strange laughs.

Then he disappeared from place to place and rushed towards Linghu Chang at the same time.

Linghu Chang felt nervous, but he was not panicked.

A small medicine king cauldron was spit out of his mouth, hanging above his head.

Then the light shines like a waterfall, forming a protective cover.

Smack the gourd at the same time.

The green gourd kept spinning in the air, and the thin light like a lancet poured out like a rainstorm.

He attacked Su Xiaomei and Zhang Haobo.

Xiao Heng knew that with his current strength, he could not interfere in the battle at the Nascent Soul level.

If you are strong, it will be a burden.

So he quietly retreated, trying to stay away from the battlefield.

At this moment, he suddenly smelled an inexplicable scent.

When he recalled the names of the other party's children of the Medicine King Sect, he was shocked.

"Be careful, the fragrance seems strange."

He quickly sent a message to remind him, and at the same time he held his breath and wanted to resist the fragrance.

However, Xiao Heng could not resist the fragrance in any way.

The fragrance became stronger and stronger, and Xiao Heng suddenly felt dizzy and even his body became a little weak and weak.

On the other hand, Zhang Haobo and Su Xiaomei just paused and then returned to normal.

The green willow leaves in the gourd seem endless, and the protection of the little medicine king cauldron is also unscathed.

The attacks of Zhang and Su only caused waves to shaking, and they could not defeat Xiaoding's defense for a while.

"Haobo, don't hold back!" Su Xiaomei seemed to be angry.

A round of red sun soars into the sky and leaps on the sea of ​​blood.

Countless bloody faces torn to pieces by the fine light emitted by the green gourd were instantly recombined into an angry face.

The extremely ferocious giant face suddenly burned under the illumination of the red sun.

He made a strange laugh and collided with Linghu Chang under the protection of the little medicine king cauldron.

And the boundless sea of ​​blood slowly separated from the center.

A giant festering hand stretched out from the bottom of the sea.

Catching towards Linghu Chang.

Faced with the attack between the two, the disciple of the Medicine King Sect looked solemn, but not panic.

Wave your right hand lightly, and spread a row of twenty-four golden needles in turn.

When I muttered something, the golden needle suddenly drew a thin line in the air like a sword.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Avoid the burning bloody face and festering giant hands and head straight for Zhang Haobo and Su Xiaomei's body.

These golden needles are extremely fast.

In the flash of lightning, the two of them had no time to react and were so cold that they were worn.

Many holes were pierced in the body.

Strangely, the two of them not only did not gush out blood.
To be continued...