Youth's Cultivation

Chapter 1338

On the other side, the old man with a hooked nose and the expressionless nun were shocked. How could it be that there were so many real immortals in Qingyun gate.

"Make a quick decision, Qingyun gate may be in danger!" Wang Xiaohu shouted. Without hesitation, the thief bird and the limitless demon rushed to the two real immortals in the ethereal nine fairy palace.

How can the two who have just pulled back the disadvantage be able to defeat the four together, and the danger is all around in an instant.

"You..." the old man with the a hooked nose vomited blood.

"Hum, old man, didn't you just be arrogant? My daughter-in-law's attention dares to fight, but also dares to calculate, I will break your root today! " Wang Xiaohu's eyes are full of killing intention!

"I deceive people too much. I really think I'm ethereal. The nine fairy palace is made of mud!" The old man with hooked nose was injured and separated from several people. Then, in his hand, a cyan jade amulet appeared, and a drop of blood essence flew into it

The jade talisman exploded with a bang, and the broken jade talisman turned into a cyan figure. This scene was deja vu, as if it was the picture of Li Chunyang's appearance. A blue virtual shadow of immortality appeared, with several strands of smart look in his eyes. However, there was a palpitating force.

The Dragon Emperor and others stopped quickly, because the virtual shadow seemed really not so simple.

"Tang Xinghe, an unworthy descendant, worships his ancestors!" The old man with a hooked nose quickly knelt down.

"See grandmaster..."

"See grandmaster..."

The friars in the ethereal nine fairy palace bowed down one after another.

"What can I do for you?" The blue figure asked calmly.

"Back to our ancestors, these people are strong and arrogant by virtue of their cultivation. They want to destroy my ethereal foundation of the nine fairy palace. Future generations are incompetent. Please have mercy on our ancestors and kill the thieves!" Tang Xinghe burst into tears as if he had been wronged.

"You want to destroy our sect..." the indifferent voice sounded, and the hearts of the people were slightly awed. He was afraid that he was definitely not a real immortal cultivation, and he was different from Li Chunyang, who was just a souvenir. It seemed that God came, and he seemed to be alive, and his cultivation was not simple.

"You, you are an ethereal person?" Wang Xiaohu opened his mouth. Although he was afraid of this person, no matter how strong it was, it was just a virtual shadow. He even dared to serve the shameless dragon with boy urine. Why should the old Taoist be afraid of it.

"Huh? You know the ethereal sect? Who told you? " The old Taoist was even more surprised.

"Just know, then you know Li Chunyang!" Wang Xiaohu asked.

"Presumptuous, the founder of Chunyang is taboo. Can you call him directly!" The blue old Taoist virtual shadow angrily scolded, and a sharp breath came to his face.

"Master Li Chunyang and I are half masters. Why can't we call him by his name?" Wang Xiaohu's words are not false at all. Li Chunyang passed on his Chunyang sword formula, which is indeed the fate of half a teacher.

"Is that true?" The old Taoist seems a little incredible.

"This, always do not leave!" In Wang Xiaohu's hand, a red and yellow sword Qi condenses.

"Chunyang sword Qi, it's really Chunyang sword Qi... Well, the founder of Chunyang has successors, which is the great fortune of our ethereal sect..." the old Taoist was surprised.

Tang Xinghe, kneeling on the ground, feels like the end of the world. This painting style is wrong!

"I'm ethereal. Tianchengzi, the leader of the 1345th generation of the sect, has seen Chunyang's ancestors!" Li Chunyang seems to have a high level of seniority. When he became a son this day, he is like bowing to the next generation.