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It was quiet for a long time.

Chen Xun suddenly smiled inexplicably: "Thank you for your advice, friend Wang Xian. If I don't die, the gate of hell will not sink."

Boom...

Suddenly, a thunder like ancient times sounded in the sky. The thunder shook the world, but there was no lightning flash.

Many cultivators' hearts were shaken, and they looked away with doubts. What kind of dirty thing? !

In the Yin-Yang Bamboo Forest.

Wang Youxian's eyes also trembled slightly in the thunder. The thunder was like a sigh of heaven and a warning of the avenue, echoing in the sky.

The Taoist ancestor in front of him, even if his realm fell to the Qi Refining Stage, was full of supreme self-confidence. The bloody fighting spirit of Tianhe was not reduced at all. His spine was straight and his head was raised to the sky!

He took a deep breath. It would be too strange if such a hero didn't have a back-up plan, but he couldn't guess it.

Chen Xun's pupils flickered with light. Borrowing the path to become an immortal was too weak. It could be said that he had become an immortal at his weakest level. A mere 20,000 years was just the beginning! A mere battle in the Tianhe River was nothing!

"Daozu, I understand what you said." Wangyou suddenly lowered his eyebrows and used a respectful title, "Your old friends and disciples can come to Taiyi Ghost Gate to seal their souls at any time."

"The price will be borne by Taiyi Ghost Gate alone."

"Wangyou, what do you want?"

"To admire the death energy of heaven and earth." Wangyou spoke word by word, his eyes were extremely deep, "Zangxian King once integrated the immortal way of life and death, but that was only the death energy of living beings."

"If I want to go further and break through the fifth calamity of the immortal, I can only comprehend this way."

"Okay."

Chen Xun agreed very happily without any hesitation, "Regarding the ten calamities of the immortal, Wangxian friend, let's discuss it in Yuqing Palace."

Wangyou nodded indifferently, without showing any joy or anger. This Taoist ancestor never inherited anything, and he also intended to leave behind the friendship of preaching.

Meng Sheng was like being struck by thunder at this moment, and he stood there in a daze. The master of Taiyi Ghost Gate... turned out to be a five-tribulation immortal. He heard that the Shirong Immortal who dominated the area was only a three-tribulation immortal.

And the old senior had just become an immortal, not even a one-tribulation immortal, but he could actually defeat a three-tribulation immortal with a profound foundation!

Now he finally understood why the Wujiang Ten Thousand Races compromised with the senior. It was too outrageous, and it was simply unprecedented.

According to the common sense of the immortal way, the higher the realm, the greater the gap. The gap between the late and middle stages of the tribulation is like the difference between the Qi Refining Stage and the Nascent Soul Patriarch.

But this old senior did the opposite. The higher the realm, the greater the pressure. He could never see through it.

But let alone Meng Sheng, Wangyou also felt a little empty.

Although they were hindered by the origin of the great world and could not unleash their full strength, this Five Elements Dao Ancestor in the Qi Refining Stage stood in front of him... He always felt that he still had a trump card and could stand up and fight again.

This person was a person who could survive even when the origin of the immortal way was annihilated by the world-destroying immortal thunder in the Mahayana stage. He could not be killed at all. If he were an immortal of the boundless and ten thousand races, he would definitely choose to wait until his life was over.

Chen Xun had already walked away with the somewhat dazed Meng Sheng.

Wangyou sat cross-legged alone in meditation, which was incompatible with the atmosphere of the surrounding heaven and earth, and he did not dare to be disturbed by his juniors.

…

A chaotic battle was breaking out at the edge of the banquet.

"Fatty Song! Do you know how to cultivate immortality? You are fighting with a lion dog in the same realm and sweating profusely?! Haha!"

Gu Lisheng's piercing laughter spread in all directions. In the chaotic battle, Xiao Chi bit Song Heng's head in one bite, leaving only a fat neck struggling continuously.

Song Heng was furious, cold sweat pouring down his face... He was even roaring in his heart, the power of ten thousand rules!!!

How could he stop it? !

"Fatty, I heard that you buried us and took a lot of funeral jobs on this matter. You know how to do business!"

Xiao Chi roared, and pressed Song Heng to the ground with one claw. In an instant, smoke and dust rolled, and the latter could not struggle out of his flaming claws, "Roar~~~ Why don't you talk?"

"Lion dog, don't go too far...!"

Song Heng was about to go crazy, blood was gushing out of his eyes, and he shouted in his bloody mouth, "When did I, the Taoist, use the factory owner's fake death to attract business? Everything was Gu Chui Niu's idea!"

"God damn it!" Ah, let me out! ! "

"Hehe...roar." Xiao Chi looked like he had Song Heng in his hands, with a hint of vulgarity in his eyes, "You can't use the ancestors' war now, can you?"

Song Heng's fat body was constantly shaken in the air by Xiao Chi, and he was still roaring: "Lion dog, even if I owe you, the factory owner and many strong men are by my side."

"I don't care about face, but my ancestors still have face!"

"How much do you owe?"

"Ten thousand middle-grade spirit stones!"

"Roar! Haha, okay."

Xiao Chi doubleHis eyes lit up, he nodded quickly, and threw Song Heng out directly, "Also, you must take me with you when you go to Baipao Immortal Tomb to pick up things."

Song Heng sat on the ground, disheveled, with the smell of Xiao Chi's saliva on his body. His facial features became slightly distorted, and his fat kept shaking in the wind.

He gritted his teeth: "Brother Gou, this Gu Chui Niu has been watching our jokes for so long, and may even have used the photo stone. How can this guy stay?!"

Song Heng also began to add fuel to the fire. If he was not doing well, how could he let this Gu Chui Niu have an easy life? !

Gu Lisheng narrowed his eyes slightly, with an extremely noble temperament: "Fatty, you are so bold!"

"I..." Song Heng's eyes suddenly opened, and several slightly cold eyes swept over.

He wanted to cry but had no tears. They all came from the garbage island, so how did he end up like this now? !

Xiao Chi growled and looked at Gu Lisheng with a bit of fear: "Fatty, this is Prince Gu... How can you talk like that!"

This Gu Chuiniu is now respected by Brother Xun. How dare it treat him like before? At least it has to wait until all the people in the Ancient Immortal Court are gone.

"Okay, okay." Song Heng was so angry that he laughed and collapsed on the ground without moving. "When you go down to the Immortal Tomb, don't beg me. I will remember today's shame."

Gu Lisheng stood there with his hands behind his back and snorted coldly: "Fatty, bring me the photo stone, don't force this prince to do it himself."

Hearing this, Song Heng's shrewd and small eyes began to turn. This was the evidence that he suppressed him in the tomb. How could he just hand it over casually?

Xiao Chi's heart tightened. It also had a lot of Gu Lisheng's dirty tricks here. This was obviously a warning to him...

"Song Heng, Master Gu."

Just when the three figures were thinking differently and preparing to keep a little more dirty tricks on each other, a gentle voice came with the wind.

"Brother Xun!" Xiao Chi was a little excited.

"Factory owner, you have to make a decision for me!!" Song Heng started crying and shouting in an instant, almost rolling on the ground, "This lion dog is robbing!"

"Haha, Emperor Yu, you are finally here." Gu Lisheng was so elegant that he looked directly at the slowly walking white figure, "Today, we will have a battle. Last time, this prince was just tricked by you."

"Oh?"

Chen Xun smiled faintly and looked at Song Heng and Gu Lisheng, "You two, when you sang in the Mengmu Sea, Yihe, one builds a tomb, the other mourns, ruining the reputation of this Taoist ancestor and the great fortune of the world, and everything goes wrong. "

"I have calculated that once the fortune is lost, the indirect loss over the years is at least hundreds of millions of high-grade spirit stones, which is reasonable and well-founded!"

"But... we are family, this Taoist ancestor will never cheat you."

Chen Xun took out the booklet for accounting, and his expression became serious as he flipped through the pages, and his voice became unusually solemn, "Rounded off, discounted price, accounting for one million high-grade spirit stones."

Buzz!

Before he finished speaking, the ground within a few miles was shaken.

Song Heng and Gu Lisheng's faces changed wildly, their eyes were trembling, and they all looked at Chen Xun in disbelief...

One million! High-grade spirit stones? ! !