There are ancient visions, the reclusive Tiannan Yuanxiu, and the mysterious Ice Buddha Tantric Sect... This

Engraved on the edge of the inner realm.

A crazy old man was holding a fishing rod and pulling a black fish that was a hundred feet long. He

It was a stormy sea."

Hahaha, let’s eat grilled fish tonight!” His eyes were crazy and he laughed. No.

The next moment, he suddenly froze and looked towards the outside world.

Tears were shed from the corners of his eyes for no apparent reason.

"Is anyone coming? Is something coming? Why am I so sad?" He whispered, hoarse and vicissitudes of life...

…

Time... ten days passed in a flash.

Ming Jian Zong. Most

The recent atmosphere in the Ming Dynasty Sword Sect is obviously extremely depressing.

Many monks felt it and did not dare to be presumptuous at all.

In these days, the Ming Sword Sect and the Hundred Kings Beast Sect were frantically tracking down Su Xuan's whereabouts, which also caused quite a stir in the outside world.

Many monks of the Ming Sword Sect felt that the depression at the moment was inseparable from Su Xuan.

The top of Sword Sect's sword peak. Yang

Fusheng stood in the hall, his eyes dark and cold. Ten

It’s time! He

The inheritance has been taken away by Su Xuan for ten days! This

These days, Yang Fusheng's mentality has become a little distorted, full of irritability and violence.

From childhood to adulthood, Yang Fusheng naturally suffered losses, but he repaid them the next day! But

This time, not only did he suffer a loss of blood, he was also severely slapped in the face!

Whenever he thought of Su Xuan running around with his inheritance, Yang Fusheng felt as sick as if he had eaten shit!

"Lord Xuanzi!" Ming Fen is here."

Have you found it?" Yang Fusheng asked indifferently.

"Not yet... not yet..." Ming Fen broke into cold sweat.

"Trash!" Yang Fusheng roared immediately.

"Go away, go find me!"

Even though Ming Fen was the sixth-level Spirit Emperor, he did not dare to contradict Yang Fusheng at this moment and could only leave obediently. Yang

Fusheng walked toward a small courtyard with a ferocious face. "

Liu Yu, have you found it?" he asked coldly.

"Come on, come on, I can find Bingyun's location in ten days at most." Liu Yu looked at Yang Fusheng, who was like a man-hungry beast at the moment, and replied with fear. "

You'd better not lie to me!" Yang Fusheng whispered coldly.

Now, he urgently needs a woman for him to vent...

At the same time. Already

Su Xuan, who was about to go to the inner domain, suddenly looked in the direction of the Ming Sword Sect, his eyes were cold.

He... seemed to see the groveling Liu Yu. "
Chapter completed!