The white-haired old man stretched out his hand, and the golden storage bag in the deep pit was taken into his hand.
Immediately.
He began to clean up the canyon.
This is mainly done for the sake of environmental construction.
After all, the broken flowers and grass here and the scorched earth are disturbing to look at.
It is definitely not to prevent experienced monks from seeing something.
Everything is an effort for the rise of Jin's environmental protection cause.
At this moment.
The main body in a distant place has also dealt with the traces of fighting skills.
The two battlefields ended at almost the same time.
The error before and after is no more than three breaths.
Such a coincidence is not a coincidence, but Cheng Buzheng's careful timing.
otherwise.
Once the other side is too fast or too slow, it will be bad for the True Lord of the Qingmu Sect to catch up.
Only by ending the battle at the same time can he retreat calmly.
After all, the two battlefields were so close to the Aoki Sect that the retreat was very tight and had to be planned carefully.
This was also one of the reasons why Cheng Buzheng did not kill Yuan Du directly a month ago.
If not, why would he wait until today?
Everything is planned.
If the middle-aged beautiful woman doesn't come out, Yuan Du can still live for a while.
such a pity!
His destiny has come.
Let’s blame the beautiful middle-aged woman!
Without her provocation and without her going out, Yuan Du would definitely be alive and well.
Fortunately, Cheng Buzheng did a good deed and sent both of them to hell to reunite.
Underground, the three of them have vengeance and revenge!
Then it's none of his business.
He is just so kind.
soon.
The old man with gray hair can handle it.
After looking around, he nodded with satisfaction.
Obviously.
The results are still good.
Immediately.
The old white-haired Taoist didn't stop for long, looked at Xiao Ye beside him and said:
"Let's go!"
At this time, Xiaohou's numerous scars had disappeared, and even the purple scales that were mostly broken all over his body had grown lavender scales again.
But in comparison.
Compared with the intact dark purple scales, the defensive capabilities of the lavender scales are completely incomparable.
same.
After a month of recovery, Xiaohou's demon power has returned to its peak state.
Facing the command of the master's incarnation, Xiaohou also let out a helpless cry, as if to say:
"This beast is injured now. You still ride this beast. Where is your conscience?"
The beast is under the eaves and has to bow its head!
See this.
The white-haired old Taoist figure flashed and sat on Xiaohou's back.
He patted his huge head and said with a smile:
"Stop complaining!"
"move!
Otherwise, when the Patriarch comes, you will turn into a dead beast, and you may even be scratched and cramped. Anyway, I am just an incarnation, and at most this incarnation will be scrapped."
Hear the words.
Xiaohou also thinks it makes sense.
"This beast cannot die, or it must die behind its stupid master."
Thinking of this, Xiaohou stopped dawdling.
After leaving the canyon.
A pair of huge wings stretched out from both sides.
Obviously.
In order to save the beast's life, Xiaohou also used his wings that were usually used as shields.
A ferocious alien beast rose into the sky, turned into a stream of purple light, and disappeared into the canyon.
In the blink of an eye.
The purple stream of light disappeared into the sky and shuttled between the heavy clouds.
An hour later.
The white-haired old man sitting cross-legged on Xiaohou's back patted his huge head and said:
"Wait there!"
The white-haired old man pointed to a mountain peak under the sea of clouds.
Moo!
Xiaohou roared softly.
Immediately, a purple stream of light slanted down and landed on the top of the mountain.
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Half an hour later.
A mysterious light came quickly from the distant sky.
A black spot gradually emerged.
in a blink.
That mysterious light appeared on top of that mountain peak.
The mysterious light dissipated, and a figure stopped floating in the air.
This person is the same person who just dealt with the beautiful middle-aged woman and the old man.
As soon as Cheng BuZheng appeared, a ferocious beast flew towards him and circled around Cheng BuZheng in mid-air.
See this.
Cheng Buzheng touched Xiaohou's right corner and comforted him:
"Okay, I know you worked hard and were injured, and I will definitely compensate you well."
Hear the words.
Xiaohou let out a soft cry, and the beast's eyes showed an anthropomorphic cunning meaning, as if to say:
"This beast is seriously injured this time. Without two magic pills, it won't recover..."
Through the implicit contract, Cheng Buzheng also understood what Xiaohou meant.
"It won't be better if you take two pills... Just one pill, do you want it if you love me?"
Cheng Buzheng laughed and cursed.
See this.
Xiaohou also knew that there was little hope, so he nodded and did not persist in the fight. Instead, he was very smart and stopped when he saw the opportunity.
"Oh well!"
Forget it, this beast doesn't care about its stupid master.
This beast has always been the most generous.
Immediately.
Cheng Buzheng didn't waste any time and directly took out a magic pill.
He knew that if he didn't give it now, it would be difficult to coax him over time.
Then, he placed the elixir in his hand in front of Xiaohou.
Regarding this.
Xiaohou was not polite, rolled his pink tongue, and swallowed the elixir with a faint halo into his belly.
The beast's eyes narrowed, as if enjoying the happiness brought to it by the elixir.
"Okay, I've taken the elixir, it's time for us to leave!"
Cheng Buzheng chuckled lightly.
After a slight roar, the roar turned into a spiritual light and penetrated into Cheng Bizheng's back.
However, in the end, Xiaohou could not help but roll his eyes at his stupid master, as if to say:
"How stingy!"
Cheng Buzheng didn't care at all.
It’s not that Cheng is being stingy, but taking one pill will give the best effect and not waste the potency of the elixir. If two pills are taken together, at least 30% of the potency will be wasted.
What's more, the elixir Xiaohou took was a third-level high-grade elixir. There is no need to say how precious it is.
therefore!
Only Cheng Buzheng can care about everything.
After all, this bottle of elixir was specially refined for Xiaohou. It is difficult to collect the elixir.
Even if he has support from the Fu Dao Palace, he has only collected more than a dozen furnaces of elixirs so far.
As of now, there are only six pills of this kind of elixir left.
Think of this!
Cheng Buzheng just smiled. Xiaohou's mind is immature at the moment, so there is no need to explain these things to him.
When you get older, you know how ugly it is!
Immediately.
Cheng Buzheng stretched out his hand and made a move.
The figure on the top of the mountain below exudes a faint halo.
A flash of inspiration!
Then it suddenly shrank and turned into a palm-sized puppet, flying towards Cheng Buzheng standing in the void.
After putting away the puppet.
A thought moved my mind.
A mysterious light rose under Cheng Buzheng's feet, turned into a stream of light, and disappeared from its original place.
in a blink.
That mysterious light spanned thousands of miles and turned into a black spot.