At the beginning of the game, you will live forever, and you will grow old forever

Mo Yehan was under tremendous pressure at this time, even his blood was boiling, his eye sockets were slightly widened, his breathing became a lot faster, and he no longer had that arrogant demeanor.

Facing the Mahayana venerable, Lianxu Tianjiao can't turn over any storms!

He remained silent, the little girl and the red lion did not make a move.

If they tell the truth now, they will be implicated. Chen Xun has no background and no one can protect him.

As for the real purpose of staying here, it is to deal with these people, and destroying the scene is only one of the purposes.

As long as it can be delayed, as for other things, he is really powerless, too involved.

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There was another loud noise in the sky, and a woman in Tsing Yi with long hair fluttering came from the sky.

Her eyes were like lightning, her expression was sharp, and her gestures revealed a sense of confidence and majesty.

"Old Jiaolong, do you dare to move the Daoists of my Dongxuan Taoist Academy?!" The woman's aura was fierce and mighty like a rainbow. She seemed to have received the news and was rushing towards here.

"Master!"

"It's none of your business, just shut up for me."

The woman glanced at the excited Mo Yehan, and yelled at him directly, "It's such a waste of time to be yelled at by this old dragon."

Mo Yehan was so drunk that he bowed his head, and he no longer had any demeanor. It was obvious that he had cast a huge shadow on this woman when he was a child.

"Human race, Yuxuan... When did this deity scold him?!"

Venerable Jiao's voice was like thunder, and his aura was suppressed by this woman, "After all these years, you are still so unreasonable. I don't know why you returned to the Mengmu sea area?"

"You old dragon can come back, but I can't come back?!"

Yuxuan raised her head slightly, as if you were going to fight, "Then why do you come back?"

It seems that there are only these two figures left in this world, and everyone is silent about them.

Especially Ji Guang, standing where he was, bowed his head and cupped his hands, the cold sweat was dripping out drop by drop, and couldn't evaporate at all.

The two people's mouths were not talking at all, but a confrontation in momentum, but they were the Chiyu who were affected.

Ji Guang felt unspeakable suffering in his heart, because of this Mo Yehan's influence, everything went wrong!

"My lineage worked for the Xuanwei Immortal Palace, but was beheaded and killed by the gangsters, and your disciple was the only one on the scene."

Venerable Jiao's huge body floated in the air, and his voice was quite steady, "This matter is not a vendetta or a dispute, it involves the majesty of the Xuanwei Immortal Palace."

"One mouthful and one righteousness, Mo Yehan!"

"The disciple is here."

"Did you do this?!"

"Reporting to the master, it was not done by the disciples, nor did they participate in it."

"Trash." Yuxuan frowned slightly, as if quite dissatisfied, "You didn't do that, you asked me to come?! Still in a hurry?!"

Mo Yehan was dumbfounded, the ancient spear in his hand was almost unsteady: "..."

Venerable Flood Dragon's expression is also quite ugly, and he doesn't want to waste time here.

With Yuxuan here, it seems that there is nothing to ask, so go back and investigate by yourself, and hope that they will not be caught by Xiandian first.

A dragon chant resounded through the sky, and a group of flood dragons were about to leave, but they were stopped by a beam of sword light.

Yu Xuan frowned: "Old Jiaolong, I let you go?!"

"What do you mean?" Venerable Jiao was not angry, but the surrounding Jiaolong looked furious.

The Bamai Flood Dragon is a ferocious and greedy race, as can be seen from the news from the Nine Heavens Immortal Sound Array.

As long as there is a place of interest, you can see the figure of the Eight Meridian Flood Dragon Clan!

Especially if the Immortal Palace takes action, it is definitely willing to be a pioneer, and it is definitely to support the majesty of the Immortal Palace.

Even if the opponent is Dujie Tianzun, there is no doubt that with this level of mission status, they will definitely yell at the strong.

Just as Yuxuan was about to open her mouth, the vitality around her was surging, and a space passage suddenly opened. At this time, a golden ancient chariot slowly drove out from the space passage.

As long as you look at it from a distance, you won't be able to see the appearance of the chariot clearly. On the contrary, as long as you take a look at it, you will faintly condense an ink word in your heart!

It seems that what came out of the space passage was not a chariot, but a word, an ancient clan of immortal cultivators.

An old man with a white beard as silver was sitting on the chariot, his eyes were piercing, like an ancient mountain, immovable as a mountain, but it contained boundless mana, which could not be ignored.

"I have seen Venerable Mo!"

"I have seen Venerable Mo!"

……

All the people in Xuanfeng Xiandian bowed their hands in another direction, the horror in their eyes became more and more serious, and the cold sweat became more and more dense, what... what is this? !

The corner of Ji Guang's mouth twitched, it really opened his eyes, this is the real gap between ordinary monks and Tianjiao, the backgrounds come one after another.

Ordinary monks want to become the arrogance of heaven, set foot on the chaotic fairy list, and dream of spring and autumn, at least it is impossible in this great world of cultivating immortals now.

Venerable Mo, Venerable Jiao, and Yuxuan stood in the three directions of the sky, each with a calmer expression than the other. They were all suppressed by this old man. Rumor has it that he has entered the middle stage of Mahayana!

The old man smiled slightly and looked at Venerable Jiao: "Fellow Daoist, he really didn't participate in this matter, and the death of your family has nothing to do with him. Why don't we let this matter stop here for the sake of the old man?"

"That's right, old Jiaolong, this matter is an order from the Xuanwei Immortal Palace, don't you think you can't surpass it? The Immortal Palace will explain it to you!"

Yuxuan's gaze also became serious, and her voice was quite cold, "This is the end of this matter. After all, the nest of the Bamai Flood Dragon Clan is still in the Mengmu sea area. Don't mess up our relationship."

Venerable Jiao laughed, amused by this shameless Yuxuan, they have nothing to do with each other, and now they have something to do with it.

It looked at the Mohist old man and nodded heavily: "I will wait for the Immortal Palace to give an explanation to my clan, and you don't have to put pressure on me. I can see the situation clearly."

As soon as the words fell, it left towards the sky with a group of flood dragons.

This time, there was no one to stop them, and the communication between the Mahayana Venerables was too simple, a word, a look in the eyes already understood each other's meaning.

They are all old monsters, so don't be petty in front of anyone.

It's just to let its lineage withdraw from the encirclement and suppression alone, let Xiandian consider it on its own, and give the people Mo Yehan wants to protect a little more chance.

This Mo Yehan dared to stay here alone, his purpose was too simple.

In particular, these two people also understood and put pressure on it directly, but the real reason for it to give up was not this.

But Xuanwei Immortal Palace will definitely give it a satisfactory explanation, but it can't directly take revenge on them in this matter, the two warnings mean too much.

Ji Guang and his party were still a little foggy, and the arrival of these Mahayana venerables made their thoughts stagnate.

But this matter can only be reported truthfully, it is not something they can participate in.

Immediately, the people from the Xuanfeng Immortal Palace bowed their hands and bid farewell to these two, not daring to stay here any longer.

The two of them just glanced at the leaving figure, and then directly looked down, onto Mo Yehan's body!

Mo Yehan shuddered all over, sweating slightly all over his body, and being watched by two Mahayana venerables, he didn't know whether it should be gratitude or fear.

"Mo Yehan."

"Ancestor."

"Since you want to keep this person, we won't ask too many questions, and that's all we can do to help you."

The old man's face was light and cloudless, and he read the thoughts in Mo Yehan's heart thoroughly, "You don't need to participate in this matter, everything is decided by the Immortal Palace, you are not qualified to speak yet."

Yuxuan also nodded lightly at the side: "What Fellow Daoist Mo said is right, this is the end of this matter."

Mo Yehan bowed his hands solemnly: "Yes, thank you ancestor and master for your rescue."

The two looked at each other and nodded, neither of them wanted to stay here any longer.

Mo Yehan also followed behind and left with them, all traces of this place have been erased.

But Mo Yehan frowned slightly, and said in his heart: "Brother Chen, I can only help you to this point."

He slowly looked in a certain direction, but only stopped for a moment before continuing to follow the two elders.