It is unbelievable that three of the six strongest people in the Xuanling world have joined forces for the first time.
The golden-winged roc carried Zhu Shiji and Bai Jiutian across the sky, leaving behind the strong wind that ruffled everyone's clothes.
In the sky, two figures fell from the sky and landed on the bluestone square of Zizaimen.
Zhu Shiji and Bai Jiutian stepped forward and came to Xia Houyuan's side. As for the giant golden-winged roc, it stepped on the majestic Baidu Mountain, and its sharp claws were like hard gold and stone, piercing deeply into the mountain.
"How's it going?" Bai Jiutian looked at Xia Houyuan and said in a cold voice.
"The sword of the demon surnamed Chen has been forged. His strength is stronger than before. We must go all out and don't hold anything back." Xia Houyuan said with a solemn expression.
"All grudges and grudges must be decided today!" Zhu Shiji, dressed in Yin-Yang Taoist robes, carrying a black spear on his back, was boiling with fighting spirit.
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On the ancient road more than a hundred miles away from the Burning Mountains, a fat Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe was holding a donkey and looking up into the distance.
On the back of the donkey was also carrying a girl of about seven or eight years old. The girl was dressed in white and had an eccentric spirit. She had a pair of extremely fine and cold red and phoenix eyes.
"Wuliang Fu Tianzun, Master Dao, should I go and take a look, or should I go back home? It's a bit difficult!" Ji Jian Ting rubbed his sore temples and stood there, very confused.
In front of a stick of incense, the golden-winged roc carrying the leader of the Tiandao Sect and the leader of the Tianyao Sect flew from this direction.
Fortunately, Zhu Shiji and Bai Jiutian were busy rushing to Baidian Mountain, so they did not notice Ji Jianting on the ancient road, otherwise the fat Taoist priest would have suffered a miserable end.
Ji Jianting was originally living a happy life in Baiyu City in the eastern part of the Xuanling Realm, but a few days ago, he heard the news that Chen Yu went south to the ancient city of Manghuang and finally entered Baidian Mountain.
Ji Jianting had mixed feelings about this demon named Chen who had violently blackmailed him more than once.
He hoped that someone would cut off Chen Yu's head, but he couldn't bear it in his heart. By some strange combination of circumstances, he actually ended up in southern Xinjiang.
Unfortunately, he saw the golden-winged roc, a ferocious bird, disappearing away with his own eyes, and for a moment he felt like shrinking back.
During the turmoil of the Holy Spirit Cult, Ji Jianting played the two giants around. If they were to meet, the fat Taoist priest would definitely be skinned and cramped.
"Damn fat man, hurry up, don't you want to take this God Emperor to see your old friend? Why don't you leave!" said the little girl riding on the back of the donkey in an arrogant manner.
"Shut up, yellow-haired girl!" Ji Jianting gave the little girl a hard look.
"Damn fat man, you're not scared anymore, are you? You're such a coward, you're not worthy of being a slave to the God Emperor!" The little girl rolled her eyes, her words were thorny, and she looked down on Ji Jianting.
"Who is scared? Don't talk nonsense. Master Dao, I am the seventy-seventh generation cave master of Qiankun Cave. I have never seen any big storms or waves." Ji Jian stood up and said with a stern expression.
"Qiankun Cave? I think it's a dog cave!" the little girl said sarcastically.
Ji Jianting choked and was too lazy to pay attention to this little brat.yyls
Ji Jianting did not know the specific name of the little girl. Two days ago, the fat Taoist priest had just entered the southern Xinjiang area when he encountered a group of secular bandits who kidnapped the little girl and shouted that they wanted to cook it and eat it.
Ji Jianting didn't have a bodhisattva-like heart, but the strange thing was that he just glanced at the little girl and felt extra cordial, as if they had known each other many years ago, and the two of them met again somehow.
The fat Taoist priest killed the bandits and rescued the little girl, and then the two set off on the road together.
Not to mention Ji Jianting, even the little girl herself didn't know her name. She just talked about God Emperor, which attracted Ji Jianting's disdain.
She... seems to have been wandering in the world for a long, long time!
"Hey, you damn fat man, please tell me whether to move forward or back. You're going to embarrass me. You've totally embarrassed me!" The little girl put her hands on her hips and looked at Ji Jianting with a look of hatred.
It doesn't look like steel.
"Beep for your mother, do you believe that I left you here?" Ji Jianting became angry and scolded the little girl.
"Wow!" The little girl on the donkey's back felt aggrieved and cried out. The tears in Danfeng's eyes were like crystal clear pearls.
"My dear mother, can you please stop crying? Master Dao, I was wrong!" Ji Jian stood up and raised his head.
The little girl was still crying, and her voice was getting louder and louder. Ji Jianting couldn't bear it anymore, so he took out a spiritual stone from the storage ring and threw it over.
The spirit stone was quite big. The little girl held it in both hands and was very happy. She opened her mouth and bit off a corner of the spirit stone and chewed it. The sound sounded extremely crisp, like eating a cucumber.
Ji Jianting has been in the world of immortality for so many years, and this is the first time he has seen someone biting a spiritual stone.
The little girl has no spiritual power in her body and is just a mortal in the world, but she is very strange. When she is hungry, she will not eat delicacies from the mountains and seas, but will eat spiritual stones.
Not simple! This is Ji Jianting’s evaluation of the little girl!
"Boy Chen, oh boy Chen, you've done me a terrible job!" Ji Jianting let out a long sigh. Today's little girl follows him like a piece of dog-skin plaster that cannot be shaken off. She also eats several spiritual stones every day.
And his appetite is getting bigger and bigger, and the fat Taoist priest can't afford it.
If it weren't for Chen Yu, Ji Jianting wouldn't have met the little girl.
The fat Taoist priest placed the pot on Chen Yu's head.
After releasing the donkey, Ji Jianting carried the little girl on his back, rushed into the sky, and flew towards Baidian Mountain.
Even if Chen Yu is dead, Ji Jianting hopes to see him off for the last time.
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Not long after, the Burning Mountains were in sight, and there were too many onlookers in front of them. The notorious Ji Jianting did not dare to move forward, so he took the little girl and landed on the trunk of a towering ancient tree in the forest.
"Fat man, where is your brother? Where is he?" The little girl looked around curiously while chewing on the spirit stone.
"How do I know!" Ji Jianting pouted.
"Didn't you say that your brother is the best in the world? Why are you so worried?" the little girl asked suspiciously.
"Young-haired girl knows how to use a hammer. What my brother will face today is an attack by three immortals, the master of the Tiandao Sect, the master of the Tianyao Sect, and the master of the Zizi Sect. It will be more serious than good!" Ji Jianting said worriedly.
Time passed by, and the little girl had already eaten up all the spirit stones. She sat on the tree trunk, swaying her little feet, bored and lazy, "Should I fight or not? I am almost falling asleep waiting for this."
"Little girl Pianzi, what are you in a hurry for? Please be quiet." Ji Jianting paid close attention to Baidian Mountain.
Not only the little girl, but also many people with hot tempers who were watching from all sides of the Burning Mountains were impatient with the wait, and curses and curses were heard one after another.
"The thunder will be louder and the rain will be lighter, right? This God-Emperor likes to watch people fight the most. Don't let me down, your brother." I have to say that the little girl talks so much, like a swarm of flies, buzzing around Ji Jianting
Buzzing, never tired of it.
Ji Jianting, who was looking at Baidian Mountain in the distance, his eyes suddenly focused, "Here we come, this battle is destined to have loud thunder and even heavier rain!"