C1130 (1/2)

When Lu Yu left for a long time, the middle-aged man gradually recovered some aura.

As he walked out of the cave, a talisman burning between his fingers turned into a wisp of black smoke and rose into the air.

A moment later, several figures fell in front of the middle-aged man, bowing: ”patriarch.”

Some people put on a white fox fur for the middle-aged man. Surrounded by people, the middle-aged man's identity immediately appears noble.

He is the leader of the flying snow sect, Lu Tiangang.

At that time, the great shark faction stood alone and asked for help from each upper sect.

This matter was originally handled by the disciples, but just a few days ago, LV Tiangang's disciples were killed by the magic cultivation.

Lu Tiangang was so angry that he found this place and killed countless evil cults. However, he did not expect that he was ambushed, trapped by the ghost on the altar, and was nearly robbed.

”The costumes of the inner disciples of taiyizong did not expect that there was such a strong man hidden in their sect.” Looking at the direction of the landing plume, Lu Tiangang murmured.

Then, his eyes swept to the mountain forest and said in a cold voice, ”send someone to kill all the evil cults here!”

”Yes.”

……

On the other side of the forest.

Song Zhuxiu and his disciples have been waiting here for a long time, but they have never seen the demon monk come.

Song Zhuxiu looked at a disciple impatiently, ”is your intelligence correct? Why hasn't the demon cultivation come here yet?”

The disciple was so surprised that he quickly replied, ”elder martial brother, I really find out. Those evil cults will haunt here every night.”

”Hum! If you can't catch the sorcerer tonight, you'll be punished! ” Song Zhuxiu said coldly.

The disciple was pale and at a loss.