My brother is so stable

Li Changshou continued to speak to Xiong Buhan, and he did not forget to tell Xiong Buhan to pay attention to some changes in expression and emotional progress.

Xiong Buhan frowned, and said coldly: "Your Excellency is a member of my Sea God Sect?"

The dragon said: "No, how?"

"Then Your Excellency is the True Dragon Guardian of my Sea God Sect?"

The dragon said again: "No, how?"

Xiong Buhan nodded calmly, and said with a smile: "You are neither a member of my Sea God Sect, nor a real dragon protector. Why do you want to enter the important place of my Sea God Sect?"

The corner of the middle-aged male dragon's mouth twitched slightly, and he said coldly: "I will join the Sea God Sect now and become a member of the Sea God Sect, how about it?"

Xiong Buhan laughed twice, and said calmly and authentically from the bottom of his heart:

"Sorry, we don't accept it."

"you!"

The middle-aged male dragon suddenly became furious, glared at Xiong Buhan, took another step directly, forced his body into the main hall, and smiled provocatively.

"I just came in like this, what can you do to me!"

In the alchemy room, Ao Yi couldn't help gritting his teeth angrily.

"This bastard! Why are you so underwhelmed?"

"He should just want the envoy of Xiongzhai to take action," Li Changshou analyzed carefully, a flash of inspiration flashed in his heart, and he suddenly thought of a certain possibility.

This incident was planned by a master of Western religion other than Taoist Wenjing;

This dragon deliberately exposed its whereabouts first, and wandered around here for a few laps, so that all mortals came to the Sea God Temple, and also let the Sea God Cult True Dragon Guardian, who usually practiced at the edge of the South China Sea, notice this place...

Then, deliberately looking for a fight...

Could it be that he will fall in the next hit?Then rely on their Sea God Sect?

This is to touch porcelain?

Masters of the Western religion, Dragon Clan, Pengci... Uncle Zhao once said that he had a lot of masters of the Western religion...

No, it's not that simple!

This Dragon Clan at the pinnacle of the Immortal Realm is not some Western teaching tool man or the second or fifth child of the Dragon Clan, he is just a bait!

Li Changshou suddenly came to his senses, and a brand new story line quickly formed in his heart.

It's interesting that Pingci met the ancestor of Porcelain!

Li Changshou immediately said to Ao Yi:

"Brother Yi, let your trustworthy dragon clan master come to Anshui City immediately, I will hold this dragon for a while first!

If my predictions are correct, someone must have set a dark hand on this dragon, and it is possible to die here directly at any time! "

Ao Yi was stunned for a while, without asking why, he took out a palm-sized jade tablet, pressed a few times on the jade tablet to activate the restriction, and spoke hurriedly to the jade tablet.

On the other side, Li Changshou controlled Paper Daoist, and spoke again to Xiong Buhan:

"Deal with him first, back away immediately, close the temple gate, and lead people to persuade mortals to leave..."

In this way, Li Changshou gave Xiong Buhan a few careful instructions.

At this moment, Xiong Buhan couldn't help clenching his fists, he didn't dare to disobey the sea god's will, he thought of his wife's pregnancy and giving birth to the third child in his heart, and immediately showed a happy smile.

This smile made the male dragon look at him with surprise and doubt in his heart.

Xiong Buhan even turned around and made a gesture of invitation...

"I can't help you, Your Excellency, please do as you please, but I hope that you will respect my Lord Sea God."

Immediately, Xiong Buhan turned his head and left without looking back.

The Dragon Clan was stunned for a moment, he really didn't expect that he already looked like this, this witch still didn't make a move!

Didn't that person say that the witch people are not very smart?

The middle-aged male dragon couldn't help but see the black shadow and the words that the black shadow said...

The opportunity of the Golden Immortal, the fruit of the Dao of Longevity, is in my calculations today...

The middle-aged male dragon narrowed his eyes, raised his left palm towards Xiong Buhan, and gently grasped it with five fingers, a suction force burst out from his palm.

Xiong Buhan, who was already ten feet away, staggered backwards.

But Xiong Buhan reacted very quickly, and immediately put on his horse's stance, his figure was low; he heard two light clicks, and his pair of big feet smashed two glazed stone slabs!

He barely stabilized his figure.

"I let you go?"

The middle-aged male dragon said in a cold voice, just now he just did it casually, and now he will intensify his efforts.

At this moment, a figure emerged from the broken stone slabs on the ground, just in front of Xiong Buhan.

This person has white hair and beard, a thin face, a dust whisk in his hand, and a white Taoist robe, exuding a dao rhyme as plain as water.

The Dragon Clan visitor suddenly frowned slightly;

Based on him, he naturally couldn't see that the old fairy in front of him was an incarnation, and thought that a Qi refiner in the early stage of the Heavenly Immortal Realm suddenly appeared.

This, of course, is Li Changshou's old fairy paper Taoist.

Li Changshou shook his whisk lightly, and said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist, I don't know why you came here?"

The middle-aged male dragon said coldly: "Who are you?"

Xiong Buhan, who hadn't gone far, turned his head and shouted: "This is the elder of our Sea God Sect! Don't be too rampant!"

"Okay, let's go Buhan!"

"Yes, Elder, you are busy," Xiong Buhan smiled, strode out of the temple, greeted more than ten envoys from all over the place, and began to drive away the mortals in the temple.

Li Changshou thought about it carefully. While he regarded Xiong Buhan as a junior, he was called a cousin by Xiong Buhan's daughter every day.

Really, different opinions.

Li Changshou shook his whisk and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist, why don't you follow me to the back hall?