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Zhongzhou.

Luoheng Holy Land.

“So.”

Zuo Yang looked at Wang Yong with a dusty look on his face.

"Is the junior brother trapped?"

"……yes."

"Yan Emperor wants to die with that man?"

"……yes."

"good."

Zuo Yang nodded.

"I see."

As he said that, he slowly took the blame, pinned the sharp knife to his waist, and walked outward.

"Zuo Yang!"

I just walked a few steps.

The Holy Lord Luoheng landed in front of him in an instant.

"You... have just come back not long ago, where are you going?"

"Save your junior brother."

"Then... will you come back?"

"It depends on the situation."

“…”

The Holy Lord Luoheng looked speechless.

"If I'm not dead."

Zuo Yang explained seriously: "Of course I will come back. If I die, I will not come back."

"etc!"

The Holy Lord Luoheng looked a headache.

"I'll choose a few Taoist guardians for you..."

"No."

This is what Zuo Yang waited for.

"I'll choose it myself."

"kindness?"

"All above the extraordinary realm, follow us. You, the Holy Lord, are better off going there."

“…”

The Holy Lord Luoheng looked helpless.

In order to save an irrelevant person, even I have to go?

What is my identity?

As for mobilizing a lot of troops like this?

Aside.

Wang Yong shook his head secretly.

The Holy Lord is stingy.

The pill recipes given by Mr. Gu are much more valuable than a half-saint medicine. Speaking of which, we owe them favors!

and……

Before I came back, I made a bet with that bastard Zhou Ye.

If you don't go.

Where can I put my old face?

"Holy Lord."

Zuo Yang thought about it.

"Don't force yourself. If you don't want to go, just stay in the holy land. By the way... what was that person's name last time? I think it's great to be a holy son."

"go!"

The Holy Lord Luoheng waved his hand.

"Everyone above the extraordinary realm, go with me!"

...

The Western Ji Holy Demon Sect.

On a throne with a strong demonic energy, Yan Qianjue narrowed his eyes slightly, and the heavy power on his body made everyone tremble and frightened.

"Zhou Ye."

He said lightly: "Are you all here?"

"Report to the leader!"

Zhou Ye's face turned solemn.

"All cultivators above the Holy Demon Sect, all of them are here!"

"good!"

Take a break.

Yan Qianjue stood up, and his magic power was rolled up, and he was very arrogant to look down on the world.

"Then..."

Half of the words.

He suddenly saw Yu Miao walking slowly.

"Good daughter."

The magic power disappeared instantly.

He immediately changed into a smiling face.

"As you said, there are many above the extraordinary realm, so what else should I give?"

hiss!

Seeing the beautiful face of the woman in front of her, the demon cultivators were shocked.

The Western Ji Holy Demon Sect.

Everyone understands a truth.

Leader Yan Qianjue, everyone has to listen to him!

But this aunt...

That is the Supreme Master!

Even the leader has to listen to her!

"Go to the Eastern Wilderness."

Yu Miao's order is very simple.

"Save your junior brother."

"yes!"

The demons responded one after another, fearing that they would be a little slower.

Aside.

Zhou Ye was secretly excited.

This time, I finally pressed Wang Yong's bastard's face to the ground and stomped hard!

...

Fu family.

"people!"
To be continued...