These words sounded rather awkward.
But since the old senior said so, he had nothing to say and could only nod repeatedly.
Little Yuan 'er clapped and cheered.
Bi 'an's powerful battle prowess was beyond everyone's expectations.
Many ordinary soldiers were shooting arrows from below. Unfortunately, their arrows could only tickle it.
Under Lu Zhou's orders.
Lao Ai, gave up those ordinary soldiers.
They were flying everywhere in the air.
It felt like he was playing with a snake!
"Ding! Killed a Brahma Sea target. Reward: 20 merit points."
[Ding! Killed a Sense Condensing Realm target. Obtained 5 merit points.]
"Ding! Killed an early-stage Divine Court realm target. Reward: 100 merit points."
Lu Zhou nodded in satisfaction.
Bi 'an's battle prowess was unexpectedly so great.
With it, it would be easier to accumulate merit points in the future.
Ding Fanqiu was dumbfounded.
This …
A Legendary Mount?
Compared to it, his Elephant King was trash among trash.
At this moment, the Elephant King was still lying on the ground, struggling for a while, not as powerful as the Taowu.
Ding Fanqiu shook his head in resignation.
After Bi An scattered the low-level cultivators.
The rest fled in all directions.
Damn, that's about it.
Lu Zhou waved his hand and ordered Bi An to return. He had gained 800 merit points. It was not a lot. The reward for a weak cultivator was pitifully low as well.
Suan Ni obeyed the order and came to the vicinity of the port. When he passed by the elephant king, his eyes were filled with disdain.
The Elephant King shrank back and trembled.
Submission. Fear.
This was the difference between a Legendary Mount and an Epic Mount.
It would have been fine if they weren't compared … but when they were placed side by side, the difference was like the difference between heaven and earth.
Bi An squatted majestically next to Lu Zhou and Little Yuan 'er.
From time to time, he would bare his fangs, scaring the group of cultivators away.
The effect of the Great Witchcraft Array continued to weaken.
Lu Zhou frowned slightly. He did not understand why the soldiers and cultivators were still here. Weren't they afraid of death?
Just as he was about to continue interrogating Ding Fanqiu,
In the distant sky, two people were flying over.
His speed was extremely fast!
That burst of aura caused everyone to raise their eyebrows.
"The palace has sent so many experts?"
Just as he was feeling strange, the two figures flickered continuously and appeared above the witchcraft formation.
When Little Yuan 'er saw the faces of the newcomers, she jumped up happily and called out, "Third Senior Brother, Fourth Senior Brother!"
Lu Zhou looked up. It was indeed Duanmu Sheng and Mingshi Yin.
Duanmu Sheng held his Overlord Spear in a reverse grip. He looked majestic and muscular, and his gaze was fierce. He looked like a god who had descended from the heavens.
Duanmu Sheng was dressed in gray robes. He looked relaxed and strangely suave. There was even a smile on his face.
"Master!"
The two of them continued to fall.
As soon as he landed on the ground, powerful energy spread out in all directions.
The remaining witchcraft circle was shattered by the two Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm disciples. The air and vision were restored.
"Master!" The two of them hurried over, fell to one knee, and greeted Lu Zhou.
Seeing the aura of these two people …
Ding Fanqiu was dumbstruck!
He turned his head to look at his two fake disciples … This, this, the difference, is too big, too big!
Lu Zhou stroked his beard and asked, "Why are you two here?"
Mingshi Yin bowed and said, "Master, I obtained some clues from Fan Xiuwen. He said there's a Grand Witchcraft Formation here, and it's guarded by the elites of the palace. That's why I immediately asked for Third Senior Brother's help. "
Duanmu Sheng said, "There are many elites in the palace. I know you're peerless and won't think much of them, master. However, it's not your turn to deal with those rotten fishes and shrimps. "
"I acted on my own. Please forgive me, master," Mingshi Yin said.
Lu Zhou glanced at Mingshi Yin.
Ever since this fellow saw the Separation Hook, he seemed to be in high spirits. He was more thorough and cautious than before.
If he had known this would happen, he would have saved the five item cards.
However, since the cards had been used, there was no point in regretting it.
Lu Zhou stroked his beard calmly and said, "It's fine."
Mingshi Yin and Duanmu Sheng rose to their feet.
They surveyed their surroundings.
The Grand Witchcraft Formation's effects were basically gone.
After the battle, the port was in a mess. Corpses were strewn all over the place.
Mingshi Yin felt awkward. He seemed to be late.
Little Yuan 'er ran over and giggled as she said, "Third Senior Brother, Fourth Senior Brother … Did you see those two impostors?"
"Impostors?" Mingshi Yin was puzzled.
Mingshi Yin was displeased to hear this.
He strode over to the young man who resembled him.
He came to the young man who was slumped on the ground and looked somewhat similar to him.
The Hundred Tribulations Insight technique appeared!
The Hundred Tribulations Insight technique appeared!
"…" The young man was stunned.
Mingshi Yin said, "How dare you impersonate me?"
Duanmu Sheng walked over as well.
He was about to unleash his Hundred Tribulations Insight technique when Mingshi Yin hastily raised a hand and said, "Uh, Senior Brother … It's enough that you have the Overlord Spear. You don't have to do this … "
Once the leaf-sprouting technique was used, would he still have a chance to sprout leaves?
Ding Fanqiu's disciple shuddered and hastily begged for mercy.
The impostor found it difficult to even beg for mercy. In the end, he prostrated himself on the ground and trembled.
"That's enough."
Lu Zhou said calmly.
Mingshi Yin obediently retracted his technique.
Ding Fanqiu was shocked as well. Indeed, the impostor's level was too low. With the talents of the Evil Sky Pavilion's disciples, how could they not have a breakthrough after such a long time?
"Don't worry, master. When I left Golden Court Mountain, I deliberately beat up Fan Xiuwen. I'll make sure that he's obedient. "
"…"
Moreover, Golden Court Mountain was protected by a barrier. Outsiders could not enter.
This was too much.
Lu Zhou did not reprimand him.
Without the Grand Witchcraft Formation, the soldiers, and the cultivators, Lu Zhou walked toward Ding Fanqiu again.
Ding Fanqiu looked up and asked, "Fan Xiuwen? In the Evil Sky Pavilion? "
"Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask …" Mingshi Yin said in a deep voice.
Ding Fanqiu's wizened face flushed.
Lu Zhou placed his hands on his back and asked, "Since you're from the Yun Sect, who sent you here?"
"Uh …"
Ding Fanqiu stammered, not daring to speak.
Lu Zhou stroked his beard and said, "After this, if you don't speak, you'll be silenced. You'll bring trouble upon yourself."
He muttered to himself for a moment.
He felt that Lu Zhou had a point. At this point, there was no turning back. Moreover, Lu Zhou was the one who avenged his female disciple. Hence, he said, "The Yun Sect's Enforcement Hall's elder, Hua Wudao."
"Hua Wudao?"
Mingshi Yin's eyes widened as he said, "That old geezer is still alive?"
Ding Fanqiu said, "Ever since Elder Hua lost to the old senior, he's been brooding over it. There's a barrier in his mind, and he can't think straight. It's difficult for him to improve his cultivation base. That's why … "
"You're really shameless! You're weak, and you're blaming others for being too strong! "Mingshi Yin cursed.
"…"
Only someone from the Evil Sky Pavilion could say such words.
Hua Wudao was a Seven-leaf Golden Lotus elite who was skilled with the sword and saber.
Even the ten great elites of the Noble Path did not dare to underestimate him.
Due to this, Hua Wudao had been arrogant for a time.
20 years ago, he thought that he was the strongest under the heavens.
When the Evil Sky Pavilion saw its decline, Hua Wudao wanted to use the Evil Sky Pavilion as a stepping stone to become an Eight-leaf Avatar.
Alas, Hua Wudao and Ji Tiandao only exchanged a single blow on the plains of Jing Province before they suffered a crushing defeat.
Ever since then, Hua Wudao became the laughingstock of the Noble Path.
This matter became a knot in Hua Wudao's heart. For 20 years, his cultivation base did not improve at all!
Lu Zhou asked again, "Where's Hua Wudao now?"
"Elder Hua is on his way to the Green Jade Altar three days ago." Ding Fanqiu hesitated before he said, "It's said that they're here to discuss how to deal with the Evil Sky Pavilion. Moreover, he knows more about the palace than I do. "
Lu Zhou remembered Jiang Jian's letter. The Sect Master of the Fiend Temple seemed to have gone to the Green Jade Altar as well.
'These people are gathering to deal with the Evil Sky Pavilion?'
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