The strongest tea ceremony

Chapter 110 Demon Apostle
Walking out of the Immortal Martial Temple, Luo Xi was sullen, similar to the expression he had just left the Shenzhen market, and muttered: "The old Taoist priest is playing tricks, but you also pretend to be deep."

Chen Long didn't answer Luo Xi, but frowned slightly, "It's so murderous!"

"What the hell?" Luo Xi looked at Chen Long suspiciously.

Chen Long grabbed Luo Xi's hand, turned around the corridor, and hid behind an osmanthus tree. It was a Four Seasons osmanthus, and the branches were full of osmanthus, which was fragrant.

The two of them enjoyed admiring flowers, especially Chen Long.

He had a concentrated expression, as if facing an enemy, hiding behind the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, protecting Luo Xi behind him, with his index finger on his lips, "Hush! Don't make a sound!"

Luo Xi didn't understand what was going on, but seeing Chen Long's serious expression, she had no choice but to stick to his body, hide behind him, turn slightly sideways, imitate his appearance, stick her head out, and look at him. outside the corridor.

After a while, from the eaves of the palace of Xianwu Temple, several people wearing bronze masks jumped down from the eaves. They were dressed in bunts, landed lightly, and moved like monkeys. In the blink of an eye, they possessed and approached the gate of Xianwu Temple .

A man wearing a wolf head mask who walked in the front approached first, raised his palm, and pushed open the gate of Xianwu Temple. Then, several other bronze masks flew into Xianwu Temple.

Chen Long's eyebrows were low, he turned his face, and whispered to Luo Xi: "Xixi, hide here and don't move around, I'll go and have a look!"

Luo Xi realized that the situation was not good, and from the few people who flew into the Xianwu Temple just now, it seemed that it was not good for Taoist Xuanchen, so she nodded, "Well, Aaron, be careful!"

The corner of Chen Long's mouth grinned slightly, "Don't worry!"

Then, he got up, rushed over, glanced, and found no accomplice with a bronze mask on the eaves, and then walked quickly to the door of Xianwu Temple.

He didn't rush into the house all at once, but stuck to the side window to listen to the movement in the house.

I only heard a shrill voice asking: "Smelly old man, you have hidden it really deep enough, should you tell the whereabouts of Yuxianjian?"

Imperial Immortal Sword?Chen Long was taken aback, what the hell is this?Why do I feel more and more that this city is full of fairy spirit!

There are not only immortal cultivators, but also immortal cultivating sects. What kind of sect are these men in bronze masks?Questioning Taoist Xuanchen, what is the Immortal Sword?
Is there really any sword that can resist immortals?This is very strange!
"Just because you petty people are worthy of inquiring about the Yuxian Sword?" said the Taoist Xuanchen's voice.

"Presumptuous! Do you really think that if you have the Yuxian Sword, you can open the fairy gate? Stop dreaming!" The thin voice roared angrily again, "Sensible, tell me where the Yuxian Sword is hidden, and you can forgive me!" You die."

"It's really ridiculous! Since the old Taoist is in charge of the Yuxian Sword, even if he dies, he will never reveal a word of Yuxian Sword to you wolves. If you want to kill or cut, you will be respected."

I go!

Xuanchen Taoist is in charge of Yuxian Sword?Why split the fairy gate?What's the matter?

Luo Xi brought herself to Sanyuan Palace today, entered the Xianwu Temple, and encountered this incident. Was it planned in advance, or was it just a coincidence?

"Smelly Taoist priest, I didn't expect that you are really a stone in a cesspit, smelly and hard, don't think that I dare not kill you!" The shrill voice threatened.

"Let's do it!" Taoist Xuanchen looked deathly at home.

"Kill him!" The man with a thin voice ordered, "My sect can't get the Yuxian Sword, even if it is destroyed, it won't let him stay in the world."

"Everything!"

He moved his body for a while, "Kang Dang", it seemed to be the sound of drawing out a weapon.

Chen Long's blood boiled in his chest, he clenched his fists tightly, strode out, kicked open the closed door, and shouted: "Stop!"

He glanced over, and the man in the bronze mask was startled when he saw him.

The shrill voice was the man with the wolf head on the bronze mask. A pair of sharp sword-like eyes casted on Chen Long from the hole in the mask, and asked in a surprised tone: "Who are you?"

"Ding! I found one innate master in the Xuan field, two in the Tian class in the Huang field, and four in the innate class in the Huang field..." In the spiritual consciousness, a mechanical notification sound came.

Chen Long glanced at it, there were exactly seven of them, right?Martial arts are not weak, can they resist with their own martial arts?
But Chen Long has already entered the Houtian rank of Huang Tiantian, and if he really wants to make a move, he will fight desperately, and he can fight against these people.

Thinking of this, he snorted coldly, and directly confronted the shrill man with the wolf-headed bronze mask, "Are you their leader? Who are you?"

"They are the apostles of the Demon Realm!" Taoist Xuanchen said in a deep voice, "Little Daoist, you are no match for them. You can't lose your life in vain. You should run for your life!"

Demon Angel?Fuck!
Chen Long was completely confused, and the Demon Realm appeared?Isn't this too weird.

"What the hell is the apostle from the demon world?" After pondering for a moment, he asked in an unbelievable tone.

"The apostle of the demon world is not a ghost, but a demon, a demon wandering in the world." Taoist Xuanchen said seriously.

Chen Long laughed loudly, "Master Dao, don't be joking. In this day and age, there is no such thing as a demon world or a demon. If there is one, I am a demon!"

Taoist Xuanchen's face is still as calm as a mirror-like lake without any ripples. He seems to feel sorry for Chen Long, a young man who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, and feels sad. view.

"Boy, stop talking nonsense, if you don't want to die, get out!" the man with the wolf-headed bronze mask threatened in a low voice.

Chen Long took a deep breath, folded his arms around his chest, and put on a posture of watching the excitement, "Huh? It's strange to say that I have two problems: [-]. I like to watch the excitement; [-]. I like to meddle in other people's business!"

"You're courting death!" The wolf-headed bronze-masked man waved his hand angrily, and ordered one of the bronze-masked men, "Kill him!"

The man in the bronze mask seemed to be 1.8 meters tall, and he was strong and strong. With an order, he showed a strange weapon in his hand. The pale black air flow lingered on that bone.

It's over!

It seems that Taoist Xuanchen is right. These people are really apostles from the demon world. Just from the bone weapon that exudes a faint black air flow, it is enough to see that these people are not ordinary people at all, let alone belong to this era. people.

While Chen Long was thinking, the man in the bronze mask swung the bone weapon in his hand and smashed it down at Chen Long's Tianling Gai angrily.

"Huh!" Of course Chen Long will not wait to die, the tea energy in his dantian surges, and a strong air flow has already gathered in his palm, before the bones of the man in the bronze mask are smashed down, his figure flashes like lightning, and suddenly clap out.

(End of this chapter)