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Chapter 397 This idea is too bad

On the way to the Eight Hundred God Island of the Wind Clan, Ji Haoyue released the copy of the Void Sutra from the Linglong Pagoda.

This bronze mirror has the mark left by the Jidao Emperor's Void Mirror. It was placed directly in the Sea of ​​Bitterness. Who knows what big trouble will be caused after entering the Immortal Mountain.

In the end, Ji Haoyue felt that it was safer to suppress him in the Linglong Pagoda.

One disadvantage of this is that Mr. Ji Baizhan cannot sense his whereabouts.

Ji Haoyue seriously doubted that if he didn't get a copy of the Void Mirror, the old man who had just broken through the power of the Dao Zhan King would go crazy and even rush into the Mountain of the Immortal at all costs.

Three minutes later, the void next to them shattered, and ancestors Ji Wanli and Ji Baizhan walked out of the domain gate at the same time.

"Haoyue, have you entered the Mountain of Immortality?"

Ji Baizhan, the old man, looked at Ji Haoyue with a bruised nose and a swollen face, and roared angrily.

Ji Haoyue shrank her neck slightly. She had been to the Ancient Forbidden Land, Zishan Mountain, and Taichu Ancient Mine. It was no big deal to enter the Immortal Mountain. The old man has become more and more temperamental ever since he broke through to the Dao-Slaying King!

"What are you yelling at? Get out of here. Believe it or not, I'll beat you up again. Damn it, what's the use of having a loud voice? I asked you to protect Haoyue. You go to bet and fight with others and you still have the nerve to get angry."

Ancestor Ji Wanli's voice was even louder, and he roared, which made Ji Haoyue's ears buzz. Poor old man Ji Baizhan broke through and became the King of Dao Slayers. He thought he could be proud of himself in the Ji family, but in the end, he was beaten by this old antique.

He was pressed hard and trained like a grandson.

There is a huge gap in combat power between the Dacheng King and the King who just killed Dao. Moreover, Ji Wanli also has a Vulcan body, while Ji Hong has an ordinary physique.

Ji Haoyue secretly observed three seconds of silence for Mr. Ji Baizhan. He wanted to laugh, but he didn't dare. He felt very uncomfortable holding it in.

"Haoyue, you were forced into the Immortal Mountain by those ancient relics. Please tell me how you escaped. The Immortal Mountain is more than ten times more dangerous to our Ji family than all life restricted areas."

Mr. Ji Wanli is wearing a black iron suit, with white hair and a boyish face. He no longer looks like he did when he attacked the Yin Yang Sect. It seems that his fighting power has completely returned to its heyday.

"I didn't enter the Immortal Mountain, just to suppress that damn dragon and horse as a mount, but I fell into a dangerous place and suffered some injuries. It's okay."

Ji Haoyue would not admit that he had entered the Mountain of Immortality, she said calmly.

By the way, the dragon horse and his golden horned clone of the giant starry sky beast get along very happily, and they are in dire straits every day.

Ji Haoyue estimated that it wouldn't take long before the dragon and horse would completely succumb. It had a trace of true dragon blood, so what, the starry sky beast's bloodline would be no less noble than that of a true dragon.

"You want to suppress that violent and vicious horse?"

Ji Baizhan said in shock.

Ji Baizhan knew how powerful that dragon horse was. If he didn't succeed in killing him, he might not be his opponent.

In the end, this boy was just a slayer of the Dao King, but he actually told him that he wanted to suppress that dragon and horse as a mount.

"It's just a beast. My ancestor will help you. If you can't beat it to death, you won't believe it won't surrender."

Ji Wanli glared at Ji Baizhan, who was yelling, and said kindly to Ji Haoyue.

"Yes, it's just a little red horse with some real dragon blood. It has been beaten into submission by the little one. Let's suppress him for half a year to get rid of his anger."

Ji Haoyue said calmly and calmly, as if the ancestor was relieved.

"What? How did you kid do that?"

This kid Ji Wanli was no longer calm. He looked at Ji Haoyue suspiciously and said.

"Hehe, this is my secret, the two ancestors don't ask."

Ji Haoyue said with a mysterious expression.

"Okay, as long as your kid is safe, remember, you must never step into the Immortal Mountain, even if it's near the Immortal Mountain."

Mr. Ji Wanli warned with a solemn expression.

"Don't worry, I understand. You only live once, and I won't deliberately seek death."

Ji Haoyue quickly agreed.

The two elders and the younger one quickly arrived at the location of the eight hundred Shintos of the Wind Clan.

On the outskirts of the Eight Hundred Divine Islands of the Wind Clan, there are famous and powerful people who are responsible for the reception, and there are also half-step powerful beings sitting in charge. Of course, the half-step powerful beings are too senior and will not show up easily.

However, when the half-step powerful man saw Mr. Ji Baizhan, his expression changed.

A few days ago, this man beat the Golden-winged Old Peng King, the old patriarch of the White Crane Clan, an old monster from Taichu Holy Land, and the Holy Lord of the Wind Clan until they were like grandsons.

"Please come in quickly, senior can come, it will really make our Wind Clan shine!"

The Supreme Elder of the Wind Clan smiles like a chrysanthemum. He is over 900 years old and is still a junior in front of Ji Baizhan.

Ji Baizhan was about to introduce Ji Wanli, but was stopped by his message.

Regardless of his seniority or identity, he is too scary. If anyone knows about it, I am afraid it will immediately cause a sensation. By then, the Holy Master of the Wind Clan will be a saint, and all the limelight will be stolen by him.

Just now, if Ji Baizhan comes, it will cause some stir. The Holy Lord of the Wind Clan will definitely be surprised to see him.

A few days ago, four old monsters were almost Hua Shenyuan and asked Ji Baizhan to beat them up. The scene was quite exciting.

"This must be the divine body of the Ji family, Ji Haoyue. My little friend, you are late. Little Six, why don't you take Master Ji with you first? Young people love to be lively. I am here to receive Senior Ji Baizhan in person."

When the old man saw Ji Haoyue, he greeted Ji Haoyue warmly and said.

"Master Ji, please come with me."

The famous old man known as Xiaoliuzi looked helpless. If he was not strong enough, he would not have human rights. Is he a person without a name?

"Well, thank you!"

Ji Haoyue said politely, and then followed him with rapid strides.

Ji Wanli followed Ji Haoyue and left. In the eyes of the Supreme Elder of the Wind Clan, he was Ji Haoyue's guard and had an ordinary status.

Ji Haoyue was led by the old man to the largest ancient island of the Wind Clan. All the guests flocked there. When passing by the central area, they saw a series of large mountains that existed before the underworld, surrounding an ancient

The sacred city.

Many people are discussing that all the "inheritance" of the Wind Clan is suppressed inside, which is the fundamental reason why they stand at the top of the Eastern Wilderness. Even the Holy Lord cannot easily enter.

You cannot stay here for a long time. Everyone can only pass by in a hurry, otherwise they will be forcibly asked to leave.

Ji Haoyue only glanced at it for a few times before following it into the ancient island.

The 1,500th birthday of the Holy Lord of the Wind Clan was particularly lively. There were monks everywhere, and many of them could be seen being famous figures in the world.

Even if he is a Holy Lord-level figure, he will soon see several of them. There are really many powerful people here. If anyone dares to come here to provoke, he will definitely die without a burial place. However, if there is an ancient royal family in the Immortal Mountain, they will fight.

What will happened?

Ji Haoyue felt that his idea was too bad, and it really shouldn't have happened. Today was a good day. If an ancient creature came to attack, the Holy Master of the Wind Clan would cry.


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