The Nascent Soul on the side was even more furious when he heard this. His dignified Nascent Soul Ancestor and a generation of powerful Supreme Ancestors in all directions are now forced to give up their physical body. This is not counting. His physical body is even criticized and despised, and he is even transformed into a puppet body. How could he tolerate it: "Enough! How can my physical body allow you to be polite and talk about everything!"

"Huh?" Luo Yuan's eyes cold and he glanced at the Nascent Soul villain, with the murderous intention in it self-evident.

"Oh, you don't have a big skill, but you have a bad temper. With your cultivation level, you have only been forced to improve. In the past, you may not be able to compare with the cultivator who has perfected the ancient Golden Pill in terms of methods. Now that you have lost your physical body, you still dare to be arrogant in front of me. Even in your heyday, you may not be my opponent!" Old Man Wan Zhu carried his hands on his back and spoke disdainfully.

The Nascent Soul dared not speak out, and he had no ability to resist. Especially Luo Yuan's gaze, in his heart, Luo Yuan was almost powerful enough to suffocate him.

"Let's go to your sect, and to save you, even the flying boat is gone." Luo Yuan frowned slightly, looking a little impatient.

The Nascent Soul Guy sighed and waving his sleeves to awaken the two sleeping disciples.

After the two disciples woke up, they looked around first, glad that they were still alive, and then saw Luo Yuan and his "master". The two immediately knelt down to the old man Wan Zhu and said, "Thank you for your help."

"Cough cough", the Nascent Soul Crying Man coughed dryly, "Who is Master?"

After hearing the familiar voice, the two disciples turned to see the Nascent Soul villain beside him. The man asked in disbelief: "Master...Master?"

"This? This is?" The pitiful woman on the side was startled at first, and then kept silent. Although they had not experienced much, how could they be a foolish person as disciples of the Nascent Soul Ancestor? His master's body was occupied. Although his master was not dead, he and others survived the pursuit of Piwu, but the atmosphere at this moment was subtle and extremely obvious.

"Okay, don't talk too much, don't think too much, Pi Wu is dead, go back to the sect." The Nascent Soul villain spoke with weakness and fatigue. It is a blessing in dissatisfaction that survives the disaster, and in the final analysis, he is also responsible for his own fault.

"Yes", seeing that their master spoke like this, the two could only claim to be yes. Then, the group rose up in the clouds and flew away towards Pingku Sect.

"Boy, it's not a wise move to follow this old guy to his sect. If he can be forcibly improved in his cultivation, it means that there must be other Nascent Soul cultivators in his sect. There may be more than one or two, are you sure to deal with it?" Old Man Wan Zhu asked Luo Yuan's plan with his divine sense.

"Han Laogui, I'm only in my sixties, I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of? If they really dare to take action, they have any intention of being ill-telled. Then, I don't mind razing his sect to the ground, and I can't stop him even if he turns into a god!" Luo Yuan sent a voice, looking calm.

After about three hours, a group of people, led by the old man's Nascent Soul, stepped onto a teleportation array. Seeing the teleportation array under his feet gradually light up, and various rune marks were carved on it, Luo Yuan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. For Luo Yuan, this was the second time he had seen the teleportation array in many years of practice. The first time was in the ten thousand characters room at the Zhenlong Pavilion auction, but it was just a formation that connected the inside and outside, far less than the rich spiritual energy seen in front of him.

A beam of light rose from the teleportation array, wrapped several people in it, and then disappeared.

After a dizzy moment, Luo Yuan and others appeared on the top of a mountain. However, the top of the mountain was flattened with great magic power, forming a square of several miles.

Old Man Wan Zhu was the first to take the brunt and took a big strode. He wanted to return to the whistling feeling of the sky and earth back then. As soon as he stepped out, several Jindan monks came forward. After seeing that the visitor was Old Man Wan Zhu, they saluted and said, "Greetings to the Supreme Elder."

Seeing this scene, Old Man Wan Zhu couldn't help but smile: "Okay, okay, I've worked hard here, so let's go down and rest first."

Luo Yuan was followed closely by this feeling of dizziness, and the reason why he did not get out first was due to years of caution. This caution was the advantage that he had continued for decades since his Qi training disciples.

"Hmph," suddenly a bright light flashed, and the Nascent Soul Man rushed out with an angry look on his face, but he was too lazy to say anything. He just turned to Luo Yuan and said, "Fellow Daoist, come with me." He had given up the idea of ​​taking Luo Yuan. In his opinion, if he wanted to take Luo Yuan, it would be possible to take action by the great cultivator of the Yuanhou. And within his own sect, the damage caused would be immeasurable. Just give him a flying boat and let him leave.

"You two go back to recuperate. Let me deal with the rest of the matter." The Nascent Soul Gun sighed and spoke to the two disciples.

Luo Yuan nodded, then flew away with the Nascent Soul villain. Seeing this, Old Man Wan Zhu thought for a moment and followed him.

Inside the Palace of Pingku Sect

"Brother Dao, the Shandao Sect issued an order to let us wait to Luo Feng, form dozens of Yuanying power, and guard the outer edge of Xue'an Mountain. I wonder what I think about this?" An old man with long beards spoke slowly, as if he was floating, but in fact he was frowning.

Hearing this, another middle-aged monk sighed: "There are many evil spirits in Xue'an Mountain, and there are also pure blood creatures coming and going. I'm afraid there will be a supreme-level great demon master. With the power of our Nascent Soul, is this move no different from sending death?"

"Although we want to protect the people, we must not die in vain. The demon master is in charge, so how can we shake or block it? What's more, there are rumors that the pure blood creatures in the Xue Temple mountain are related to the ancient sacred mountain in the Nanzheng Ancient Road. That is the ancient sacred mountain. The Supreme needs to measure one or two. What should we do to provoke the Nascent Soul?" A big-eared monk wearing a vermilion robe and with his eyebrows and eyes spoke loudly. He felt extremely resentful in his heart. Such a command was tantamount to letting them commit suicide.

"Well? When a guest is coming, let me put it in advance." An old voice came slowly from the seat opposite the door, as if it was extremely powerless.

But after hearing this, the Yuanying ancestors present remained silent and stopped talking. It can be seen that the person who spoke is so high and the weight is so important!

After a few breaths, Luo Yuan and the old man Wan Zhu stepped into the hall under the leadership of the Yuanying.

"Huh?" The old man above the throne suddenly dissipated and appeared in front of the old man Wan Zhu, looking coldly.

"Old Chu," the nascent man flew to the old man and saluted respectfully.

Upon hearing this, Old Chu nodded to the Nascent Soul and signaled him to the depths of the hall: "Why are you doing this? Let's say it."

"Old Chu misunderstood. I brought two disciples to temper me, but unexpectedly I encountered Pi Wu's attack. I am far from being a master of Pi Wu, and I almost died. If it weren't for this fellow Taoist, I'm afraid that my younger generation and the two disciples of my younger generation would never come back." The Nascent Soul Little Man clasped his fists and spoke.

Luo Yuan nodded and thought in his heart. This person could speak, and he was worthy of being an old monster in the Nascent Soul. He could really give him a way out.
Chapter completed!