Chapter 297 (1/2)

Matsuda's face was very ugly. He was fascinated by the willow spirit. For a moment, he really didn't think that such a situation would happen, but now it's too late. He simply stood face-to-face with Xiang Yang hundreds of feet away.

In the air, the boy approaches with magic weapons at most. He can't play that monster like speed anymore, can he?

And as long as you open the distance, you are afraid that you can't deal with a small jiedan friar with your cultivation in the later stage of nine turns?

This is a mountain forest area. In addition to the vitality of the earth system, the most is the wood system, which is equal to half of my home!

The news spread very quickly. Before long, the high-level of Jiuding immortal gate was also disturbed on the nine Ding peaks.

On the Dingfeng peak in the center, in the Zongwu hall, the simple looking middle-aged monk was looking at a jade slip. Then he moved his mind and touched it in front of him. There was a ripple in the air, and then a voice came.

He listened carefully, his face changed slightly, his fingers flicked on the wooden table in front of him involuntarily, and directly summoned: ”all friars of Jiuding immortal gate are not allowed to intervene!”

Then he hurriedly stood up and went out.

The Fuyu sect disciple who was introduced by Jing Mo with a lot of pen and ink didn't get involved in the lost fire cave. It's related to the looming background behind him. This matter is very important. Even if you disturb the sect leader's retreat, you must inform him.

After all, the personnel of Jiuding immortal sect are complex. Even the three overlords of northern China, zongmen, have several elders. Who knows what will happen? If the news of those array patterns and plates spread out, the seemingly majestic Jiuding immortal gate will not be enough in front of them.

After two incense sticks, thousands of monks have been surrounded around the residence of fuyuzong, covering half of the sky.

Looking at the two figures in the middle, there was a buzzing noise.

”Eh, isn't this old man Matsuda of empty sangmen? Who is he against?”

”Am I right? The boy opposite... The boy is just a jiedan friar.”

”The end of the nine turn war? What kind of drama is this?”

”Well, it seems that there is the residence of Fuyu sect below. It was originally empty sangmen... This time, it will be occupied by the broken settlement. It is estimated that old man Matsuda is angry about this.”

”Hehe, just find a little guy at the end of the pill? Is this old man old enough to live like a dog?”

“。。。。。。”

Among these friars who watched the excitement, many of them were not lower than Matsuda, and some of them were much stronger than the empty mulberry gate. Naturally, they spoke recklessly. Matsuda listened there, his old face turned red and white, and almost didn't turn around and scold his mother directly.

”Is this boy an ordinary jiedan friar? I'm an apprentice. Yuanying is at the peak. He was hit and flew away by ya! You're so fucking busy!”

Xiang Yang looked around and nodded happily at Matsuta: ”what's the matter? The people who watch the play are almost here. Why don't we start?”

Matsuta kept a straight face and didn't speak. With a finger in his hand, a blue cloud rolled up and directly shrouded him in front of and behind him for dozens of feet.

Then, in the mountains below, a trace of green air swayed up, and the vitality of wood system for several miles was directly attracted by him.