Mr. Zhao walked through the bustling Nanhuang City Long Street with his hands in his hands. He had been muttering these words all the way.
The domain gate is also a good thing, but ordinary people can't afford it! Every time you teleport, you will burn a lot of money.
"Swallow one for me!"
"Get lost."
"Hey!"
The eternal world is very lively, and there are constant shouts.
Long Yuan and Xian Lei were restless, and the Heavenly Fire was melting the flames, so they just wandered around, commonly known as causing trouble.
Hun Tianhuo is not what it used to be. It has melted into the true dragon karma fire and can speak freely. It has a good temper.
However, it has the confidence to say this.
Along the way, it has swallowed a lot of fire.
In addition, it has a good predecessor, and the origin of fire has signs of being retro. If you want to tease me with it, you are looking for scolding.
"Donor, your hall is dark!"
Passing by the street corner, Zhao Yun suddenly heard the sound.
I glanced sideways and saw an old Taoist sitting cross-legged in front of the table. He was a fortune teller, and he looked very presentable.
However, this guy is not a magician. Judging from his aura, he is at least a quasi-immortal king. He is not really proficient in deduction, but he uses fortune-telling to deceive people.
Zhao Yun came over and sat at the table.
He was not interested in the darkening of Yintang. What interested him was the Bagua mirror placed in front of the old Taoist.
That's a good thing, with extraordinary meaning.
The most extraordinary thing is that there is an ancient character carved on the Bagua Mirror. If you read it correctly, it is the character "Dunjia Tian".
He was very surprised. Since there was a Dunjia Tianzi, why didn't he feel it? Or was it that the Tianzi hadn't woken up yet?
"My little friend, you will be in trouble."
The old Taoist pinched his beard and spoke seriously.
As he spoke, he flicked his sleeves and placed many strange things on the table, including Buddhist rosary beads, Taoist wooden swords, and evil spells.
"Choose one at will to help you get out of trouble. If you choose all of them, your path to immortality will be smooth." The old Taoist smiled kindly.
Dear, that is serious nonsense.
Zhao Yun couldn't help but take a deep breath after hearing this.
This old man is really interesting. When he sells something, he just says he is selling something, and the whole hall is darkened and gaudy.
"I want this." Mr. Zhao pretended to be dumbfounded and pointed at the Bagua Mirror. There were so many things on the table, but this one was the most valuable. It was a Dunjia Tianzi.
"Make a good relationship."
The old Taoist smiled and turned over the Bagua mirror.
Only then did Zhao Yun see that there was a price marked on the back of the Bagua Mirror. Look! He was an old magician selling things.
"Thank you, senior, for solving the problem."
Zhao Yun is also a good actor, and the other party's acting is serious. He has to cooperate, right? Everyone gets what they need!
When the old Taoist took the money, he smiled happily.
It seems that he does this often. When he sees someone passing by, he will tell someone to make a fuss and lure the person over. He can always sell something by threatening and deceiving him.
Of course, he got beaten up a lot because of it.
Not everyone is as good-tempered as this person.
"I've been looking for you for a while."
The roc came from one direction, moving as fast as the wind.
Looking at him looking free and easy, the baby must be sold out.
"This fellow Taoist, your hall is dark!"
Before Zhao Yun could speak, he heard the old Taoist's words.
This guy is also a dramatist, and he repeated what he just said to Zhao Yun word for word.
"You're such a naughty old man." Dapeng didn't waste any words. He picked up Zhao Yun and left. If it weren't for something urgent, he would have overturned the guy's table and left him pretending to be a magician in the middle of the night.
"Not polite." The old Taoist disagreed.
He is not a magic stick, he is a quasi-immortal king.
Here, Dapeng dragged Zhao Yun and passed through the figures all the way. During the process, he bumped into many people and provoked
Too much abuse.
"What's going on with you?" Zhao Yun asked.
"We found that guy." Dapeng said bitterly.
"who?"
"The one that locks my soul."
"What kind of cultivation?"
"I hope you will be the Immortal King."
"How can this be so embarrassing?" ??
Zhao Yundun became energetic and his eyes sparkled.
I haven’t collected enough money yet, so why don’t I just do some robbery?
The two of them came to a teahouse one after another.
After finding a seat by the window, Dapeng pointed to the restaurant opposite and cursed, "That's that old guy."
Zhao Yun followed his gesture and looked around, and saw an old man in a python robe sitting on the second floor of the restaurant, also by the window, enjoying a drink with a leisurely posture.
"Do it or not?" Dapeng poked Zhao Yun.
"We must do it." Mr. Zhao moved his wrist.
The two ordered a pot of tea, and the other was drinking in a restaurant, while they were drinking tea here and robbing each other! They couldn't be in the city. They would wait until he left the city before tying the other up.
The night is getting darker.
Pedestrians on the street gradually dispersed.
Under Zhao Yunwang's gaze, the old man in the python robe finally got up. Otherwise, he was in the quasi-immortal king realm. He was very dazzling. He didn't even leave the door. He stepped out of the window and climbed up step by step.
Gone to the sky.
Zhao Yun and Dapeng stood up, and Ma Liu followed.
As long as the other party has no help, everything is easy to talk about.
"Beware of his sword."
The clouds and smoke in the dream, a sudden word.
Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows upon hearing this, "Do you recognize him?"
"He is from the Baji Temple."
"It's not that enemies don't get together!"
Zhao Yun sneered, knowing that the Baji Temple was there.
In the past, the Baji Heavenly Lord who was chasing him and Bu Niantian came from the Baji Temple. That old guy was the same as the Sunset Immortal King.
What a good bird, I almost killed him.
Whizzing!
The two of them walked out of Nanhuang Ancient City, one on the left and the other on the right.
Looking forward, you can see the back of the old man in python robe.
The guy was probably too drunk, or maybe he liked the feeling of being drunk, so much so that he staggered every step of the way while walking on the air.
It wasn't until he passed by a barren mountain that he realized something was wrong. He looked back subconsciously and felt that someone was following him.
"That's good."
Zhao Yun and Dapeng are not slow, they can kill them in two or three seconds. It's a barren mountain! It's a good place for killing people and stealing goods.
The old man in the python robe narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at Zhao Yun, and then at Dapeng. He didn't think anything of Zhao Yun. When he looked at Dapeng, he looked strange, as if he had seen this guy somewhere.
"You followed me all the way, are you going to rob?" The old man in the python robe smiled faintly, and instantly resolved his drunkenness, and the power and aura of the quasi-immortal king were fully revealed.
"What do you think?"
Dapeng could not suppress his anger and immediately transformed into his true body.
The golden-winged roc! It has a bloodline comparable to that of mythical beasts, and its body is unusually domineering. Its entire body is golden, like a sun shining through the darkness.
When the old man in python robe saw this, his eyes suddenly shone.
No wonder it looked familiar, it turned out to be the roc bird.
"watch out."
Dapeng roared loudly, and spread its wings to sweep through the hurricane. The sword energy and sword chants resounded through the sky.
"You don't know what you can do."
The old man in python robe sneered and brushed the sky with his big hand.
The sword energy hurricane was destroyed, and the roc was also knocked back.
What a pity!
Zhao Yun strode across the void with one step, and struck with a domineering punch. The punch was so terrifying that the space it hit was distorted.
"How dare you attack me, little Dongxu?"
The python-robed old man's eyes were full of contempt, and he struck the sky with another palm, destroying Zhao Yun's fist seal, and Zhao Yun was shocked and groaned.
Quasi-immortal kings are also divided into strong and weak ones, and the quasi-immortal king in front of him is much stronger than the old white-bearded old man before.