C1162 (1/2)
The fire devil's face became a little pale, and his expression was solemn. He had no sense of fun at the beginning.
”He, he is an old monster in the period of transforming God. He didn't do much when he practiced the magic cult. How could he...” Honglian'er is still a little reluctant to believe it.
”I'm afraid the green light sword in his hand has also been taken away.” The fire devil sighed a long sigh.
All the people in the yard were silent. No one spoke. There was a foreboding in their hearts.
”Let's go. Let's go to the green leaf sect.” The fire devil shook his head and sighed.
Honglian'er did not speak, but nodded. Then, dozens of escape lights disappeared in the sky.
Although Qingye sect is a sect, it covers an area of 800 Li, and within 800 Li, it is his territory.
Among them, there are mountains in the periphery, which run from east to west, stretching for hundreds of miles, and the mountains are hundreds of feet high. On the mountains, there is an ancient wood wolf forest, and you can't see the end.
The mountain range is named bailifeng because of the mountain situation.
In the vicinity of Baili peak, it was forbidden by the founder, and those who were under the period of transforming gods could not travel against the sky.
Honglianer, the head of Tianxiang sect, and Huo demon, the leader of the Tianhuo sect, fell down near Baili peak. It was like walking on a mountain under the blue stone path. After a while, he came to a rest Pavilion.
But I found that someone had been resting there for a long time.
There were more than 20 people in the group. After rubbing their eyes, they found that they were not others, but Gong Hong in Qingyi gate and bailing'er in Ziyu palace.
”Gong Hong, don't be hurt.” The fire devil said hello with a smile, but his eyes were spinning on Bai ling'er's body.
Bai ling'er looked at the fire devil. His face suddenly became gloomy and turned his head to the side.
Gong Hong was very enthusiastic and said with a smile, ”Huo devil, you don't know when you can rub off some.”
In a word, honglian'er, the leader of Tianxiang sect, said with a straight smile, and the fox like virtue was revealed.
”Old man, I think your cultivation is still the same as it was then. How come there is no change.” Fire demons also attack Gong Hong from time to time.
”Do you have any changes? It's not the period of transformation. I'm afraid that if you go on like this, my disciples will catch up with you.” Gong Hong laughs.
”It's up to you.” Next came the voice of cold hum. It was no one else. It was the chief disciple of the Tianhuo sect. He was the first step of Tianzong.
Gong Hong's face suddenly became cold, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said, ”I think you should discipline your disciples.”
The fire devil laughed and said, ”my disciples are rampant and have the ability to be rampant. Those wastes under your family still stay at the peak in the later stage of jiedan.”
Zhang Xiaojian sat next to her, not a word, closed eyes, flattered or humiliated.
But the other disciples were not convinced.
Toward the step length of anger, I wish I could have a big fight now.
”You should be unconvinced. What's wrong? Brother Buchang is a talented disciple. This time, he will win the first place in the martial arts contest. If you have good sense, you can go back quickly.” A woman's voice came over. It was no one else. It was Wan'er, the fox flatterer of Tianxiang gate.