The sound seemed to come from a very far place, circling back and forth above the sky, with constant lingering sounds.

The scarfaced man and Lu Ji heard this, but they were slightly stagnant and did not move.

Everyone was surprised when they saw dark clouds rolling in the sky, and a silver light dragged a long silver tail flame from a distance like a comet pulling its tail.

Seeing this, Yun Ni's eyes flashed, but a feeling of indescribableness appeared in his heart.

Bai Fengyi was a little slow at first, and then a light flashed in his eyes, revealing an unexpected look.

In the dark clouds, silver light suddenly leaked, and a silver gourd as small as seven or eight feet appeared out of it. The spiritual patterns were covered with light marks, and the light marks were flowing, looking extremely extraordinary.

A long red rope was wrapped around the waist of the gourd, and a lovesickness knot was tied in the middle. The two ropes were hanging long and drifting in the wind.

An old Taoist, who was nearly fifty years old, stood on the gourd in the wind. He was wearing a brand new moon-white Taoist robe, roaring in the wind, and his full spirit and demeanor looked a bit similar to the man with a sword.

If Han Li was on this square at this moment, he would probably be shocked to fall, because on the silver gourd, there was not someone else standing, but the drunken Taoist Hu Yan who had been doing all day long.

Today, the old Taoist Huyan is completely opposite to the sloppy image he used to be. His gray hair was combed neatly and not messy at all. He also tied up with a brand new purple lotus crown.

Below the lotus crown is a slightly vicissitudes of life. Against the backdrop of the combed beard, the five-view outlines appear clear, especially the sleepy eyes that were originally sleepy at this moment were bright and bright, and the light that was revealed inadvertently gave people a sense of being as sarcastic as the world.

The Taoist robe was spotless, with a green jade belt wrapped around his waist, and a vermilion wine gourd hung next to it, which was also cleaned as if brand new.

Lu Ji looked up at Taoist Hu Yan with a slightly cold look in his eyes. The long sword that had already returned to the sheath in his hand drew out several inches with a "clang" sound, and a snow-white sword light suddenly appeared.

"I know this person, he is one of the thirteen Golden Immortal Lords of Zhulong Dao. He is called Taoist Yan. Why is he here?" The scar-faced man narrowed his eyes first, then his expression changed slightly, and he stopped Lu Ji.

Taoist Hu Yan was obsessed with fine wine, alchemy and puppet techniques. He often left the sects in his early years, and rarely left the Guyun Continent after that, so Lu Ji did not recognize him. However, as the elder of the Shifanglou, he knew the main figures of the major sects in the entire Beihan Immortal Realm, so he naturally recognized them at a glance.

However, what made him so alert was not the identity of Taoist Hu Yan.

Such existences as the Thirteen Golden Immortal Lord of Zhulong Dao have relevant records in the Shifang Tower. In addition to their origin, skills, cultivation, and even detailed information was collected and organized for these people's temperaments. However, he clearly remembered that although he had some experiences and preferences for this Taoist Hu Yan, such as information, the combat power review recorded in the secret letter of investigation was only two simple words: "Unknown."

With Shifanglou's powerful ability in information investigation, there are more than ten people who can get the evaluation of these two words in the entire Beihan Immortal Realm, and the Taoist Hu Yan in front of him is one of them.

From this we can see that this person is definitely not an ordinary person.

"If you are shouted out by a golden immortal, you will be able to pick the sign of Shifanglou when you go back." Lu Ji glanced at him and said coldly.

"Fellow Taoist Lu Ji is a little calm. If this person dares to show up alone, he may be prepared. It is better to check the situation first... If he is unwilling to follow the good, then we will try the depth of this Taoist Hu Yan today." The scar-faced man said in a deep voice, and at the same time told the other party about Taoist Hu Yan's evaluation in the Shifang Tower.

When Lu Ji heard this, his expression on his face did not change, and he looked unanimous, but he did not take action immediately.

Although the people in the Shifanglou in the square did not know the identity of the Taoist Hu Yan who suddenly appeared, they could see that the other party should be helping the Holy Puppet Sect. They felt the powerful aura of the Golden Immortal Stage released without any concealment. These people looked at each other and did not dare to act rashly.

After all, although it seems that Shifanglou is the dominant side, the one who really plays a decisive role in the battle situation is the Golden Immortal Realm monks present. Now there are two Golden Immortal Realm monks on both sides, and the original situation naturally immediately changed drastically.

Even many people's eyes flashed, and they had already begun to stop when they were ready, and they planned to leave.

In the middle of the square, Yun Ni, whose red fox mask was exposed, looked up at the old Taoist Hu Yan in high altitude, and his eyes flashed a little confused.

After looking straight for a while, she still bent her eyebrows and showed a gentle smile.

"You're here after all..."

She muttered to herself softly, with a happier tone and a little complaining.

In her eyes, the appearance of the Taoist Hu Yan on the silver gourd was gradually becoming blurred, and it began to gradually overlap with another figure in her memory. It was the Taoist Hu Yan when she was young.

At that time, Hu Yan had a handsome appearance, a jade face and red lips, a lotus crown on his head was always meticulous, and the moon-white Taoist robe on his body was always flat and flawless. He looked capable and clean, and had an extraordinary demeanor.

At that time, he had not been so addicted to drinking. He had the silver gourd hanging on one side of his waist and a long red sword on the other side. He was said to be a Taoist, but his charming temperament was more like a sword immortal.

Later, at some point, a vermilion wine gourd began to appear on his waist, and the red sword was casually held behind him. The original sword immortal turned into a wine sword immortal, with a sense of elegance and added a little bit of sassy and free.

But love matters, he was not good at it after all. After the three of them were entangled, Bai Fengyi chose to escape, and he also chose to escape. Yun Ni was the only one who was left, always waiting, insisting on the persistence in his heart.

This has been waiting for so many years.

No matter what, he came today and would not escape.

On the other side, Bai Fengyi looked at the figure in the sky deeply, then withdrew his gaze, looked at Yun Ni beside him, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. All the entanglements in his heart suddenly felt relieved at this moment.

"Master Huyan, do you Zhulongdao really want to be enemies with our Shifanglou and interfere in this matter?" The scar-faced man took a step forward and asked loudly at Huyan Taoist Huyan.

"A bunch of sinister guys hiding in the dark dare to be so arrogant? Why do you need the sect to intervene? I am alone." The old Taoist Hu Yan glanced at the scar-faced man with contempt and said calmly.

After saying that, he took off the wine gourd around his waist, took a sip of wine, and swept his eyes down.

When his eyes fell on Bai Fengyi, his brows couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, and muttered in a low voice in confusion: "Why doesn't seem to be as big as I remember..."

Although Yun Ni didn't hear what he was saying, he could guess what he was referring to when he saw his expression changed. His eyes suddenly snorted and he snorted coldly.

Seeing that his eyes were on him, Bai Fengyi turned his head away from adapting and his eyes dodged.

Bai Suyuan saw some of the slight changes in the expressions of the three people. With her quick mind and combined with the previous experience, she naturally saw something.

What the master and ancestors said before were unfaithful and cowards were probably this elder Huyan.

"I'm always a little older, but I'm much more attractive than that dark guy... Bah, why should I compare with that guy?" Bai Suyuan muttered in a low voice at first, but then a hint of redness flashed across her cheeks like jade, and she spat lightly.

"That's what you said just now, can't they leave?" When Taoist Hu Yan put the wine gourd back to his waist, his eyes fell on Lu Ji's body again, and his face asked with a slightly cold look.

As he spoke, the huge silver gourd shrank rapidly, turning into an ordinary shape, and flew back to his hands in a flash.

"Hmph! If you want to fight, you will be beaten, what nonsense!" Lu Ji's eyes turned cold and he choked back without showing any weakness.

Before he finished speaking, his body jumped into the air and confronted him with the air that was more than a thousand feet apart from the Taoist Hu Yan.

"Haha, don't you hurry. Don't you like to bully the few people because of the large number of people? My beans have not been sunburned for a long time. If you don't take them out to see the sun, they will really get moldy." A strange look flashed in Taoist Hu Yan's eyes, he waved his hand and said with a smile.

After saying that, he pinched his fingers with one hand, held the silver gourd with the other hand facing down, and moved his lips a few times.

I saw a spiritual pattern on the silver gourd. A blurry white light lit up at the mouth of the gourd. Black beans shaped like broad beans, like a silver pot sprinkled water, kept flying out of it and sprinkling onto the ground.

"Crazy"

A sound like rain continued to sound, and half of the sky was covered by nearly a thousand dense black beans.

The "dingdong" sounded around the outside of the square. After each black bean fell to the ground, it immediately became a shady black bean soldier about the meter of height. It quickly grew and transformed into huge black bean soldiers about the meter tall in a vague light.

These black-clothed bean soldiers are much taller than ordinary people. They have no armor on their bodies. They are only covered with half a flaming black mask on their faces. They are all holding a black giant axe in their hands, which looks very powerful.

Compared with the green armored soldiers of the scarfaced man, the number of black-clothed bean soldiers sacrificed by Taoist Hu Yan was much smaller, but the aura was obviously much stronger. Although their faces were exactly the same, the expression on the half face outside the mask was not dull, but instead had some anthropomorphic expression changes, which seemed quite spiritual.

The scarfaced man saw this scene, a trace of surprise flashed deep in his eyes, and a little bit of retreat immediately appeared in his heart.

His Taoist soldiers were obviously inferior to these black-clothed bean soldiers. Moreover, after the previous large-scale consumption, they had lost a lot, and their original quantity advantage had almost been completely lost. If they really fought, the consequences could be imagined.
Chapter completed!