After the Three Lords ruled the world, why did the world of immortal cultivation enter a prosperous era? It was because the three of them acted impartially and took good care of their own sects, but in general, they were still known for their fairness, fairness and openness.

When he heard the name of his ancestor, Gan Dou couldn't help but correct his body, but when he thought about it, he relaxed again.

Although he was humiliating today, what is his identity? Besides, the sissy in the Wanfa Immortal Sect originally looked like a woman, and it was understandable that he "read it wrong" and no one could pick it out.

But what about the boy in front of him? He was more disrespectful in his words and even compared animals. This is clearly a naked provocation!

Gan Dou squinted his eyes, thinking about how to make this bold and arrogant boy, and he could still take the wine into his pocket. The most important thing is how to remove the boy's Sumeru magic weapon.

You can just take out so much wine, maybe you have hidden more, right?

But there are so many people around us watching. Although the Wanfa Immortal Sect is not a weapon now, it is still one of the eighteen overlord sects. Our ancestor Liuhe naturally has to be upright and never give up his words.

Even if you grab it, you have to grab it openly!

He lifted the big gourd in his arms and took a sip. There was pearls and jade in front of him. The wine that originally tasted good seemed a little light and boring. He remembered that the boy had just said that this wine was only worthy of feeding animals. He suddenly lost interest and threw the gourd directly. He wanted to speak. Behind him, a true disciple had already stood up and scolded him.

"A mere junior in the Killing Dan stage dares to be disrespectful to Senior Brother Chandou! Who gives you the courage? The Immortal Sect of Wanfa? Even if your young master is here, you have to respect you and what is it?"

Xiang Yang looked at him, curious: "Are you something?"

The true disciple was also a rough man. He was stunned when he heard this: "Of course I am Dongbu, I am not a thing."

On the side, Fang Zishu burst into laughter.

With his nature, of course he would not be so impatient, but as a subordinate of the Eight Desolate Immortal Sect, watching Liuhe and Wanfamen fight, it is naturally a good thing, and I am happy to see it happen. If you have the opportunity to add fuel to the fire, you will naturally not miss it.

Xiang Yang Ruoruo fiddled with the jade pot in his hand for no reason and said, "Do you still have no idea about the things you have? Come and ask me?"

The true disciple's face turned red, but he was not good at speaking at first. He had thought about the words for a long time before he could come out to flatter his senior brother. Now he was so dizzy that Xiang Yang was coming and going, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

Shen Dou sighed, first glanced at Fang Zishu, who looked beside him, then looked at Chen Yan not far away, stood up slowly, rolled her sleeves, bowed her body, and almost all her long arms were pointed to Xiang Yang's nose, and then she bent her three fingers: "Give you three choices"

Xiang Yang sneered, and before he could finish his words, he took it up: "Either take out all the fairy wine in my Sumeru space as a plea, or kneel down and beg for mercy to forgive me for disrespect, or my life is difficult to protect or my cultivation is abolished?"

Chandou laughed and took his hand back: "The meaning is almost the same. The second one is the most relaxed, but it is a bit of a shame to your Wanfa Immortal Sect. I don't think you won't choose it, right?"

On the side, Chen Yan had already walked up, and the blush on her pretty face had not yet receded, but she still forced herself to bow to Shen Dou: "This junior brother Yang has offended Senior Brother Shen Dou, I apologize on his behalf."

Chandou looked at him and sneered: "Men, I'm going to die, what's your identity? What's your senior brother? I'm just an ordinary true disciple under my Liuhe Immortal Sect. I apologize on his behalf? Your young master is almost the same."

Mo Yi was also embarrassed and felt a little unhappy. After all, Chen Yan was also his friend. He was born and died together while traveling abroad. He had a very good relationship. His senior brother was too embarrassed to give him face.

He sighed secretly and squeezed a jade slip for the message. Today's affairs were afraid that they would not be good, so he could only inform his master to come. As an elder of the Immortal Sect, he would have to give him some face no matter how arrogant he participated in the battle.

Chen Yan lowered her head, and her hands trembled slightly. She wanted to calm down and get another humiliation, which made him feel a little overwhelmed. Fang Xiang had an attack, but a chuckle came from his ear.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk Listen to this, I don't know. I thought it was the Supreme Lord of Liuhe here. In fact, he was just a true disciple. He said that the Liuhe Immortal Sect has fallen to this point now? It's the real person's turn to make the decision?"

Xiang Yang had already stood up. He was now very slim and looked even thinner when he stood in front of the tall and big ginseng, but his momentum was not bad at all. He stared at him with his head raised, looking as if nothing had happened.

Gan Dou frowned, and before he could speak, he heard the young monk Jiedan in front of him say, "Everything in the world can't escape the word "reason". Only then can you use your fist. If you want to hit, I can't beat you, but I have some small ability. Why don't we compare to the previous game? If you win, let alone some fairy wine, you can give you life, but what if you lose?"

Chandou laughed and pointed at himself: "Lost? If you really can let me taste what it feels like to lose, you can just ask me to call you grandpa."

He smiled and suddenly swung his arm around and slapped his face a few times. His big face suddenly turned black and red, and he was very healthy.

Everyone was stunned, but he seemed to be unaware of it and still said enthusiastically: "Come on, let's talk, what do you want to compare? You can choose no matter who you want to pee farther than you!"

Beside him, the true disciples stared at his fat black face blankly, and didn't know what kind of nerves his senior brother was.

Drawing yourself? Is this a warning to the other party? Or is it a very clever psychological tactic?

"You call me grandpa? What did the Supreme Lord Liuhe call me? It would be a hell of a slap if you don't get beaten up."

Xiang Yang was laughing secretly. This guy didn't know his identity, nor did he know that his cheap father was looking here. He said he deserved it.

"I won't take advantage of you, and don't let grandparents do it. Let's have some affordable items. I have ten jars of fairy wine, which are all wonderful products that are comparable to treasures of heaven and earth. Just bet with you, just bet on the Bodhi tree next to you, although it's useless, it's not good to take it back and plant it in front of your own door."

"As for what you really want me to choose?"
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