chirp?chirp chirp chirp!

The moment the old monk's flaming cassock flew up, a golden light immediately enveloped the silver snake and Jiang Xiangbai's mother and child.

Seeing this, the Yaozun ordered the commander to attack the old monk with a shot, and he followed closely. Zhuo Xiaoyu got up and took a step, then fell down again, but the Yaozun didn't care about her, the old monk raised his Zen stick Take a long shot, and then slash at the Yaozun, the Zen staff makes an ominous buzzing sound, the Yaozun takes a shot and returns his hand, knowing that the old monk's magic power is profound, which has surpassed the scope of a mortal body, and he does not want to touch it head-on, so he throws himself to the ground Jump up and avoid the sharp edge.

He glanced at the beam of light displayed by the old monk in the flash and flint, and his heart sank: the silver snake and Jiang Xiangbai were imprisoned in it, but within a short period of time, the silver snake had already circled into a ball, while Jiang Xiangbai was lying sideways, still in the air. Tumbling, describing pain.

The Yaozun gritted his teeth fiercely, swung his backhand in the air, and his long spear suddenly turned into a rain of arrows, falling towards the old monk overwhelmingly, while he turned around and rushed directly towards the beam of light. Unexpectedly, the two monks who led away the mortal earlier suddenly appeared, each holding a half of a cymbal, and they all threw their faces at the demon venerable.

It was too late for the blocked demon master to change direction. Although the mana of the two monks was not as strong as that of the abbot, they still forced the demon master to dodge down a little bit, and the enemy's purpose was clearly in this—— The Yaozun descended from the height, before reaching the ground, suddenly dozens of figures came, almost like a group of demons dancing wildly, stretched out their arms and pressed on the Yaozun.

Yao Zun waited to break free, and found that those holding him were all mortals with straight eyes, but they were all as strong as a bull. He tried to cast a spell, and the old monk laughed wildly, and he was furious , his figure flashed, but he still couldn't get rid of those mortals. Zhuo Xiaoyu's low cry was like adding fuel to the fire. There is no chance to return the phone, and among them, there is Hongli.

The mortals manipulated by the old monk obviously got a little strong support. The Yaozun couldn't get rid of them by relying on strength alone, but as long as he used a little magic, some mortals would fall with broken arms and legs, and he couldn't grasp the measure to get rid of them The maggot attached to the bone has to deal with the surprise attack of two other monks who want to ruthlessly send a group of mortals to the underworld, but there are several boys, girls and boys who are not as young as the head. But he couldn't do it.

Just delaying for a moment, the old monk put on the flame cassock again while grinning, facing the beam of light, touched the mother and child with his Zen stick, and muttered something silently.

Seeing this, the Yaozun didn't care much about it. With a wave of energy, he threw off the few mortals attached to his body, and went straight to the old monk. Suddenly, two cymbals appeared in front of him to block him. He shot him with a spear. It was just a blink of an eye, and the hall shook again, the turbid air was like a mountain torrent, a river embankment breach, and it surged in an instant, not to mention those mortals who couldn't bear it, even Zhuo Xiaoyu and the other two monks could not bear it. Showing an uncomfortable expression.

Surprised by the sudden turbidity, the Yaozun saw the old monk again. At this time, the beam of light had disappeared, and both the silver snake and Jiang Xiangbai were limp on the ground, and purple-black smoke filled Jiang Xiangbai's body. The old monk opened his mouth and inhaled all the black smoke into his body.

Yaozun's heart moved, and combined with the conversation he had listened to before, he suddenly realized what the old monk's purpose was, but because he was still being entangled by the two monks, he shouted anxiously: "No! You will not be able to ascend to immortality if you are like this. ..."

Before he finished speaking, the shaking of the hall suddenly stopped. The old monk stepped back a few steps, his face was full of surprise, and he let out a tiger roar: "Which Xiaoxiao is ruining my good deeds?!"

"A good thing?" A light sneer spread into the hall, and the Yaozun was pleasantly surprised, and blurted out: "Xiao Lang?"

He looked around, but Xiao Lang suddenly appeared behind him. Before Yaozun could react, he was pulled back by a force, and at the same time a familiar but strange voice rang in his ears: "Mr. Sichen ..."

Yaozun's heart was beating like a drum, and when he looked back, he couldn't help being stunned: Is this really Xiao Lang?

Xiao Lang's human figure is clearly a young man who is not yet in his prime, but the man who embraced him from behind looks like he is 25 or [-], which is more youthful than before He showed sharp edges and corners, his eyes were shining brightly, and he had a cool and cool style. He smiled faintly at Yaozun, restrained and majestic.

Looking at Xiao Lang's clothes again, Yaozun couldn't help being dumbfounded. After they left the Danxue Mountain, when Xiao Lang transformed into a human form, most of the time he was just like him, wearing an ordinary blue and green cloth, annihilating the crowd, even them. Leave at the inn, still dressed like this.

However, Xiao Lang's current attire is quite different from before: his shoulder-length hair is scattered like a waterfall, without any modification, a black round bead in the shape and size of a quail egg is hung on his forehead, and he is wearing a purple robe with loose sleeves. , Take a closer look, there are countless fine lines that cannot be seen.

"you……?"

As if seeing Yaozun's confusion, Xiao Lang gave him a friendly smile and said, "What's the matter? Don't you recognize me?"

Yaozun left Xiaolang's arms, looked at the young man up and down, still feeling unbelievable: "But how did you become like this?"

"It's a long story." Xiao Lang replied simply, "I'll take you to get married. Are you going to follow me now, or..."

He glanced at the stunned people in the arena, and continued, "You want me to clean up this mess for you first?"

The Yaozun followed Xiao Lang's gaze, and saw a slim figure appearing in the hall at some point, she was wrapped in black clothes, standing quietly behind the old monk, not looking at them.

"Bi Ling Long Xian?" Yaozun murmured, looking at Xiao Lang, hoping he would give him an explanation.

Xiao Lang took a step forward, hugged him again, raised his eyebrows and said to the old monk: "You stop. With your current situation, you don't need to add any more turbidity, and you can already become the cornerstone of my demon clan. That snake is The savior of my beloved wife, I cannot let you kill him."

No matter how well cultivated the old monk was, hearing this understatement, his long beard fluttered with anger, and his eyes showed a fierce light. Just as the Zen stick was pointed at the two birds, the woman in black rushed to him like lightning, and said coldly: " Don't be rude to the young master."

Xiao Lang smiled lightly when he heard the words, and flicked his long sleeves towards Jiang Xiangbai, all the black energy on Jiang Xiangbai's body floated towards him. After a while, the half-monster suddenly shrank, and retreated in a snake-like shape, only the ankles were still hanging down. The end of the half tail.

"I'm not a fairy," Xiao Lang replied this time, "I'm a demon born of fairy birds and dragons."