"Your master-level defensive formation was bombarded by my move. Do you still think your defense can resist it?"

Everyone then remembered that the defensive formation was destroyed before, and it turned out that this young man did it. If there was such a terrifying attack, it would be impossible to kill the emperor-level powerful.

Under this important thought, the old man in black robe actually felt a little scared. He forgot a very important thing. He is a powerful emperor-level magician, and there are still many ways to escape. And if the other party can pursue it, he still needs to make a question mark?

But the old man in black robe dared not try it easily. The other party has already given a way out, so why take a risk? Everything is easy to say if you have life.

The extreme shock brought by Zhan Xiaoyao made the old man forget these details.

The old man in black robe was filled with depression and humiliation, took out a dazzling box and threw it on the ground.

"Don't get out."

The old man in black robe was so depressed at this moment, but how could he dare to contradict him?

He gritted his teeth in shame and flew out of the distance with a whistle. It was really as fast as possible. The other emperor-level powerful men were beyond the reach of the world.

Rumbled, a group of disciples of the Netherworld Sect took the white giant axe monster behind them and chatted with smoke and dust, "magnificent". Oh no, it should be said that ghosts and wolves howled, crying, calling their parents, and escaping their armor.

call!

Zhan Xiaoyao fell to the ground with a depressed butt. The spiritual energy in his body was only slightly recovered. In addition, the wound had just healed, Zhan Xiaoyao flashed out of the "Time and Space Pendant". Zhan Xiaoyao didn't know how long he had been in a coma, so he didn't dare to delay too much and had to flash out in advance.

"Don't ask now, go quickly."

After flying thousands of miles away, the old man in black robe, several imperial ranks and the only two remaining Holy Netherworld Sect disciples stopped.

A man in black clothes lingered in the air was floating high out of thin air, looking at the rushing people in surprise, and the majestic words immediately came.

"Why are you so panicked?"

Several powerful men of the Netherworld Sect’s imperial rank trembled all over and then the figure in the air appeared. They immediately knelt on the scroll that soared into the air with great respect, shouting in unison: "Go to the ancestor Guiyou."

After the ceremony, the old man in black robe hesitated and hesitated. He gritted his teeth and then opened his mouth: "A young man with treasures from the immortal clan, Zhan Xiaoyao and a group of masters attacked and killed my Netherworld Sect."

Treasure of the Immortal Clan? A Young Man? A Group of Experts?

The figure in the air was furious and made a move with his right hand. Although it was a hundred feet apart, the invisible hand that appeared out of thin air suddenly grabbed the neck of the old man in black and lifted it straight away.

"Ah, my ancestor spares my life, my ancestor spares my life, my subordinates are telling the truth, and there has never been any lies."

"I don't know if you dare, tell me the truth."

“Yes, yes.”

The invisible big hand on the neck of the old man in black robe who was inexplicably frightened did not disappear, but he didn't care about it at this moment and told the whole incident a little.

"Silly, silly."

The black figure in the air suddenly waved his right hand, and the old man in black robe suddenly felt that his body was completely uncontrollable and fell straight towards the ground like a meteor.

Bang! Puff!

The old man in black robe hit the ground heavily, spitting out an old blood, and fell to the point of being so terrified that he had no choice but to hold back his injuries, and he knelt on the ground respectfully and cried with grievances: "Old, ancestor, that young man has a strange treasure, but he even carried my taboo magic."

"Pigs are smarter than you. If someone has a fairy treasure, you are not moved? Besides, he is still a teenager? He can also take a group of masters to attack and kill the Netherworld Sect that you have been running for a hundred years. Just a teenager, how high can you have to cultivate? Besides, even if you really have a strange treasure, why should you endure your humiliation? If you really can walk out of the taboo magic, at least it is the level of the spiritual weapon. You can't feel the breath of the spiritual weapon?"

"This, this...ah, go back, go back immediately."

"If you can't find out within three days, you can't get the sect's treasure meditation beads. Your life as the sect leader is over."

The figure hovering in the air suddenly fled far away.

In the messy black forest, the Netherworld Sect no longer exists, with residual limbs and blood everywhere. There is no figure of Zhan Xiaoyao at this moment.

The old man in black robe trembled all over, his nostrils were squirting wildly, and he roared sadly to the sky: "Zhan Xiaoyao, I will definitely crush you to ashes and wash away your shame today. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

On the starry night, the full moon disappeared. At the top of the sword sealing monument in Zhenlong City, six people including Zhan Xiaoyao, Fang Tianjiao, Feng Xiawu stood side by side.

Looking around, in addition to the illusion and hazy scene in the royal city, the bustling Zhenlong City is brightly lit, and the dazzling lights are like crystal decorations, embedding the entire city.

"Xiaoyao, I..."

Fang Tianjiao wanted to speak but stopped, but the evening breeze floated, but his graceful figure seemed a little lonely.

"You don't blame you for what you do today, you don't need to worry about it."

Zhan Xiaoyao looked at the bustling night calmly, and the words of Danruo came.

"You really want to go tomorrow?"

"go."

Fang Tianjiao sighed slightly, then smiled gracefully: "How about a drink with this good moonlight?"

Feng Xiawu was anxious: "Everyone is injured, how can you drink alcohol?"

Zhan Xiaoyao already understood Fang Tianjiao’s thoughts: “It’s okay, life is like a song, the years are like a flowing, how can we just leave nothing to do! Our three-day friendship is the deadline tomorrow, and friends have not yet had a drink, so how can we just leave nothing to regret.”

Feng Xiawu naturally could not understand the friendship between men, and looked at Zhan Xiaoyao with some concern.

Zhou Gang was extremely worried that stepping onto the "Sword Closing Monument" would cause trouble, but at this moment, bandages were still wrapped around his body. When he saw Fang Tianjiao take out exquisite wine pots, his eyes straightened.

"The best cellar in the Fangjia in the Northern Region."

Zhou Gang's eyes burst and he snatched it over: "How many top-quality purple gold spirit stones can't be bought even if you can't buy 'Bi Youkang'?"

Fang Tianjiao nodded proudly and opened the lid. A mellow fragrance of wine immediately spread out, a light white mist floated into the sky, and a layer of crystal ice flowers filled the outer edge of the wine pot.

Zhou Gang's eyes widened: "It's great to drink, it's great to drink."

"Try it."

Zhou Gang was shocked: "Then I really drink it."

With Fang Tianjiao's approval, Zhou Gang tasted it carefully.

"Well, the entrance is cold and mellow, the aroma of wine is filled with it, and it is still cold when it enters the stomach, but a heat rises from the stomach. The whole body is warm."

"A pot of 'Bi Youzang' is enough to make you drunk ten good drinkers. Today you have a good time."

An hour passed, Fang Tianjiao lay on the platform of the "Sword Censor" with his cheeks slightly red and drunk, and Yanlong looked drunk.

Fengxiawu sat quietly beside Zhan Xiaoyao. Under the influence of the wine, her cheeks were flushed and her red lips were even more beautiful.

A pair of long legs hung from the outside of the platform. Although she was a little drunk, she still gently sipped the wine in the wine glass.

Twenty or thirty empty wine pots were scattered aside, and Zhou Gang was already drunk and snoring like thunder.

A full moon hangs obliquely in the air, as if you can hold it with just a stretch of your hand.

Fang Tianjiao burped: "I didn't expect that my joke turned out to be a reality. I used to think that you were not worthy of being my friend, but now Fang Tianjiao thinks that I am the one who is a friend to you."

Zhan Xiaoyao's eyes were burning, and Fang Tianjiao's words were extremely sincere at this moment, and Zhan Xiaoyao did not interrupt him.

"Zhan Xiaoyao, I recognize you as friends because I like you. We Fang Tianjiao will not easily recognize others as friends. Do you know, uh, hiccup. We Fang Tianjiao was suppressed by our cousin since we were young, and Fang Tianao always disliked me. His father, as the patriarch, bullied others with power, did not take my father seriously at all. If it weren't for me in the family, it would be too difficult for me to do in the family, we Fang Tianjiao would have defeated that arrogant guy long ago. Every time we compete, if it weren't for me letting go, Fang Tianao would never have won so easily. I don't want to rely on the power of the family. I want to make friends and make a fortune in the world by myself. You Zhan Xiaoyao, today, you saved me, and we Fang Tianjiao owe you what we want to drink."

The big family also has the troubles of the big family. This genius looked bold and unruly outside, but his heart was full of depression.

Looking at the full moon in the air, Zhan Xiaoyao was filled with sighs. Suddenly, two guys popped up, and suddenly they rushed to the Netherworld Sect with blood.

The fierce taboo spell of the old man in black robe was still repeating in his mind.

Netherworld Sect, Mo Li Sect, and Bloody Sect. I will come to the door sooner or later. If I want to fight, I will definitely kill you, without leaving any armor. Zhan Xiaoyao snatched the wine pot and tilted his head and mouth hard.

Yanlong paused: "Bi, Zhan Xiaoyao, I heard from the young master that you are very powerful. I didn't take it seriously at all, but you were so domineering in the martial arts academy that day. And today, I have seen your sharpness. I am convinced, and Yanlong is convinced from the bottom of my heart."

He spoke the truth after drinking, and this sentence makes some sense. Fang Tianjiao and Yanlong were already drunk and were drunk.

Zhan Xiaoyao smiled indifferently: "Zhan Xiaoyao has always looked down on this mortal world for a lifetime, but in this life he has become a mortal, a mortal who is alone and worried about suffering from the invasion of the body of restraint. In this life, he has experienced the sufferings, sorrows, and sorrows of mortals. In fact, this is also good. What a noble fairy clan, nonsense, pure nonsense. There are brothers who are passionate, even if there are fires ahead, what are you afraid of? Come and drink."

Yanlong shook his head and said, "Hey, are you drinking too much? Uh, hiccup. Huh. What human race, immortal race, don't understand what you are talking about?"

Zhan Xiaoyao smiled awkwardly, but said anxiously in his heart: What did he say just now? I hope they really don’t understand.

Fang Tianjiao opened his mouth again: "There is a 'Youbi Han Pond' under the wine cellar of our Fang family's Ice Snow Sect that can freeze the existence of the emperor-level powerful beings to death. Even the old sect leader of our Fang family dared not touch the cold pool easily. This is the wine that has been frozen through the cold pool, and the smell is tsk."

As he said that the listener was intentional, Zhan Xiaoyao was suddenly shocked and thought sharply: The old leader of the Fang family should be the imperial rank, and even the Dharma Emperor dared not easily touch the "Youbi Hantan" is the third level of his water attribute awakening? The Fang family must find an opportunity to take a look.

His own words did not seem to arouse Zhan Xiaoyao's interest. Fang Tianjiao suddenly sat up and said plainly: "Are you afraid?"

"Scared, why aren't you afraid?"

""

"But there are some things that can be scared of, so you have to face them. Since you can't avoid them, it's better to face them Ao Xiao."

Fang Tianjiao stared at Zhan Xiaoyao in a daze, but his heart was overturned.

Facing Ao Xiao? The Emperor-level giant of the Fang family? How to subvert the rigid and stubborn old stubborn? How to smile?

The gentle evening breeze blew, and Fang Tianjiao shook his misty head and lay down gently, his snoring gradually.

Xiaotian was already lying down, calling something softly in the haze.
Chapter completed!