I have saved so many doomsday goddesses from all over the world

The four auras were not weaker than the divine operator's spiritual pressure, and they surrounded Chen Yu.

"Sword Immortal Sect, Xiaoyaozi."

Xiaoyaozi on the east side removed the disguise of "Li Xiaoyao" and returned to the form of a handsome young monk with a jade tree facing the wind.

He gently shook the paper fan in his hand, not paying attention to Chen Yu.

——So what if you are an extraterrestrial demon? It’s not like he was counted to death by my senior brother.

Five packs of one, do you still want to live?

As Xiaoyaozi reported his name, the entire live broadcast room was shocked.

The Seven Sons of Shushan, who were so powerful in the world, actually came two at once to deal with Cannon Sanren?

No, maybe other people are too...

"Luoxiazi"

Luoxiazi was wearing a pink palace dress with a swaying long skirt. The hair was tied up high with a golden step in it.

It looks like a lady is visiting the house more than fighting with others.

"Hehe, Brother Cannon, I am your fan."

"Brother, why don't you just surrender? Wait until Nunu takes you back to the cave and I'll love you so much."

Xiaoyaozi looked ugly and gave the seventh junior sister a look.

Chen Yu was stunned.

No, are you sure this sister is from the Shushan sect?

Didn't He Huanzong bring him here to make up the numbers?

The one at the back is even more heavyweight.

"That's not possible. This handsome young gentleman is going to be decided. Junior sister, please don't snatch it away!"

The man in a floral dress with orchid fingers was stamping his feet in a coquettish manner.

"I am Feihuazi. Young Master, please leave her alone and go back to the cave with her. I will keep her for you so that you won't miss Shu!"

The fortune teller sighed and was too lazy to care.

He knew it was so.

never mind.

Anyway, Chen Yu and the two women couldn't run away.

Unexpectedly, Chen Yu weakly made up for it: "Well, I'm live broadcasting in the fantasy world. Is it okay?"

Divine fortune teller: "..."

Xiaoyaozi: "That's ridiculous...!"

Luo Xiazi: "Ah! Help! It's over!"

Feihuazi: "No, what are you talking about?"

He was obsessed with male sex in the cave and had no idea what was hot right now.

The divine fortune teller's temples were twitching, and he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Force yourself to calm down.

Can't blame him.

For people who are hundreds of years old, their thinking is inevitably relatively fixed.

I know that there is a new thing called live broadcast, but I inevitably ignore it when calculating.

It's not a big problem, don't panic.

He remembered that Xuhua Fantasy implemented real-name authentication some time ago.

"...How many people are watching your live broadcast?"

Chen Yu glanced at the explosive barrage and number of viewers on the psychic talisman.

"It's not a lot, just ten thousand."

The divine fortune teller shook his hand, "Take the young master?"

really?

Kyushu is known to have hundreds of thousands of monks.

Can you find 10,000 idle people to watch your scumbag's live broadcast?

Water friends also reacted.

"Hey, hey, does that stupid fortune teller want to silence us?"

"Destroy me! More than 10,000 brothers are watching! Even if Shushan covers the sky with one hand, can he be destroyed?"

"Hoo ho ho ho! Well done, you did a great job, Cannon Sanren."

"Okay, okay, what a leader of the right path!"

"The way of heaven is good for reincarnation. I would have been dissatisfied with these high-minded hypocrites a long time ago."

"Jiejie, Jiejie, what's the difference between Shushan and this demon? Just wash your hands."

Shen Suanzi and Xiaoyaozi gave up their struggle with a look of numbness on their faces.

I'm sorry, Master... Shushan's reputation has been ruined by 10,000 people...

Already...can't go back...

The woman in white, who was on the outermost edge, crossed her arms as if it didn't matter to her.

He still announced his name unhurriedly: "Zhaixingzi."

I saw that she was tall and tall, her white clothes were as white as snow, and she looked as if she were a fairy.

Three thousand silver-white green silk cascades down like a waterfall, and the high ponytail is simply tied up with a silk ribbon, which is simple yet elegant.

A face that is both beautiful and elegant, with skin as smooth as cream and eyebrows like a painting.

She has a beautiful appearance, but her expression is as cold as ice.

Ximen Chuixue's aura as a peerless swordsman often makes people ignore that she is a girl.

Star-catching, Fifth Junior Sister Han Luoying, known as the Little Swordsman!

Her appearance is extraordinary and her posture is extremely high.

Falling far away on the periphery, there is a vague sense of standing aside and watching.

He disdained and besieged Chen Yu with his fellow disciples.

I don't even bother to associate with these stupid people.

Master has not taken care of the sect's affairs for nearly three hundred years.

As a result, the Immortal Sword Sect and even the entire Shushan Immortal League were lying flat and in ruins.

Out of sight, out of mind, she meditates alone in Winterspring Valley all year round.

So Han Luoying didn't even know what live streaming was, nor did she understand how serious the problem was.

If her master hadn't personally ordered her to come and help her this time, Han Luoying wouldn't have waded into this muddy water.

The Five Sons teamed up to deal with the little-known Sanren?

When did the mighty Shushan Immortal Sword Sect fall to this level?

Being seen by outsiders, they thought Wu Zi was in trouble!

She thinks too much.

Even if water lovers eat Shushan's melons fiercely, they will never think that Shushan Wuzi is not good.

Even if these sanctimonious people are just like me, with poor quality and bad character,

It does not mean that they are not strong enough.

Morality and cultivation are two different things.

The Seven Sons of Shushan are very famous, and each of them is a great monk at the Nascent Soul stage or above.

Any one shot can destroy a medium-sized sect.

So while everyone was eating melons and partying, they all felt that Cannon Sanren had gone too far and would be taken down by the Five Sons.

Lin Yueru, that little cat, was doing the second-line commentary on the mountainside, and commented heartlessly:

"Hey guys, we don't have a script here, it's completely real. So it's different from storytelling or opera. The protagonist may just say it one day."

"Well, there's no need to change the day. Your big gun brother will definitely be cool today, oh yeah, let's finish the show~"

She conveniently set the BGM in the live broadcast room to the EVA "Apostle Attack" episode, and a heavy sense of oppression suddenly filled her.

Although water friends don't understand the plot, they can seamlessly understand the depression of the dark clouds in the soundtrack that threaten to overwhelm the city.

"Wow! When it comes to soundtrack, the world of fantasy live streaming has to look to Brother Lin."

"But why does she feel so happy that Brother Cannon has suffered a heavy blow?"

Zhao Ling'er looked at her and hesitated to speak, and finally turned into a sigh.

Be a human being, Sister Yueru...

Chen Yu sighed: "It seems I shouldn't have come."

The divine fortune teller said coldly: "You shouldn't have come in the first place. It's too late to regret."

What he was thinking was:

Damn it, Ji Shushan's reputation has been ruined in my hands for thousands of years, and I didn't even have time to regret it.

Do you regret it?

Chen Yu asked: "Hey, can we reconcile? Can I leave one hand?"

"You want to run away even if you keep your hands open? Huh, huh!" Xiaoyaozi sneered, "Even if you are crushed to ashes, it will be difficult to relieve the hatred in my senior brother's heart."

"You misunderstood. What I mean is," Chen Yu's cheerful and sunny smile turned frantic at this moment, "You each keep one hand, and I will let you run away."

hiss--

Damn it?

What the hell!

The entire audience was stunned.

For a moment I thought I had heard wrongly.

After repeatedly confirming each other, we finally came to a conclusion:

Cannon Sanren, riding horses are completely crazy!

"You know you're going to die, so why don't you just pretend to be a troll?"

"Don't tell me that I really admire this guy. He has a really tough mouth."

"It's okay to fight to the death to get traffic."

"It's true. The fellow Taoists watching the movie in the room... wow, they all cost 20,000!"

"Twenty thousand monks? How much time do you have to watch five Nascent Souls beat up a Golden Pill?"

Xiaoyaozi laughed loudly: "Okay, okay. Chen Yu, you, a mere Jindan cultivator, dare to talk nonsense, you have the guts."

"I hope you can still be so talented when I break your bones one by one."

Chen Yu grinned, "Is it the golden elixir stage? I'm sorry, I'm not that anymore."

"Everyone, after Longchang enlightens me, I will also be a Nascent Soul."