Banished Disciple’s Counterattack Chapter 645: Open whole
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Boom! Rumble!
Nanchu has made a big move again. The cultivators who have just left from the top of Huashan Mountain, like the tide of the sea, are rushing to the top of Qingshan Mountain.
Before reaching the top of the green hill, the overwhelming people have seen a fat old man sitting on the top of the peak of the green hill. The belly is full of poop, and the oily face is sitting there to sharpen the knife.
This person is exactly the result of the change of the infinite Taoist, and it is still a clone.
As for him, it was the fourth white wing of the Zhengyang Sect Nine True Legends. He was tied there by the five flowers, and he was almost scared to cry when he saw the Wada Taoist sharply sharpening his knife.
"Another good man who conceals his appearance." Many of the people who came to see the show in Sifang touched their chins.
"Zhengyang Sect is really sad. The nine true stories from the first to the fourth are tied one by one, and Profound Spirit Body Ji Ningshuang has not yet been found."
"Visually, this group of kidnappers is going to put the true disciples of Zhengyang Sect in a nest!" An older cultivator said seriously, "If so, it would be really hilarious."
"You are looking for death." Soon, Zhentian's roar resounded through the sky, and the old man in purple clothes of Zhengyang Sect arrived again, and the whole big face was no longer a face, black and blue, and blue and purple, just Like changing face.
The people behind him are all ugly and ugly, all with red eyes, as if everyone owes them 800 Spirit Stone.
"I Zhengyang Sect has hatred against you?" The old man in purple glared at the endless Taoist.
"No hatred!" Wuya Taoist spread his hand.
"Then why did you tie up my disciples." A gray-haired old man behind the old man in purple clothes snorted.
"I saw someone tied up, and I also tied one by the way." Wuya Taoist picked his ear.
"I ...." The old man in purple clothes and others, almost didn't come up and were suffocated. He tied you and tied him up. When the ticket was tied, it became so straightforward. It was justified that all his mother was full. Hold it!
"Don't ink, hurry, I don't need much, the market price, two million Spirit Stone." Wuya Taoist put up five fingers very simply.
"I ..." Rao is the old man in Ziyi, the pinnacle of the Abysmal Void Realm peak, he was mad at the spot and took out the ghost sword, and also returned the market price of his mother, you are selling things here. what.
"If you don't give it, if you don't give it to me, you'll pull it back to stew and drink it." Wuya Taoist is a little impatient.
"Here." The old man in purple clothes roared into the sky with his roar. The roar was terrifying. Now that it is all right, what else can he say, is it useful? At the end, don't you have to pay? Is there any idle time to put the **** here, why not give the ransom back early to pay the business?
"Release." The old man in purple waved his robe and beat a storage bag across the air.
"We are real people." Wuya Dao Ren was also very happy, took a glance at storage bag, and kicked the white wings with one foot. Before the old lady in purple clothes fluttered, he turned his head away. .
"Tumbling! Wealth is self-willed! Two million Spirit Stone said to take it." The quartet people who watched the drama again were sighed.
"No way, who makes people rich and rich? Those kidnappers, aren't they the ones who tied Zhengyang Sect just because they took a fancy to this point? If I had Quasi Heaven Realms training, I would also tie it and tie him one by one Children. "
As soon as this person's words came out, everyone around them brushed their beards, and looked at the man deeply: the hero saw the same thing.
Soon, the old man in purple clothes led them away with white wings, and each of them gritted their teeth and their faces were fierce.
Although they are gone, the people watching the show from the four sides are watching from left to right, and their ears are straight. I really want to hear the news that Zhengyang Sect has been tied.
It's just that this time they disappointed them. The sky and the silhouettes stood there waiting for more than half an hour, but they didn't hear the news that the Zhengyang Sect disciple was being tied up.
It should be gone!
Soon, the figures began to disperse, and each sighed slurped.
Ah ...!
Shortly afterwards, the anger of the sky was heard from the direction of Zhengyang Sect. The furious Cheng Kun roared like a mad dog, and the hall shook and shook.
These two days were probably the most miserable time for Zhengyang Sect. The first was Ji Ningshuang, the second was Hua Yun, Han Jun, and Bai Yi. The four most amazing disciples of his Zhengyang Sect were **** one after another, and Up to now, their saint Ji Ningshuang has no news.
The most hateful thing is not this, but they do n’t know who is counting them until now.
"In my opinion, it is the people of Hengyue Sect and Azure Cloud Sect." Below, the old man in purple clothes who ransom snorted coldly, "I can't do us on the bright side, so I play with Yin in private."
"Then let me tie them up." I was worried that I couldn't find the target Cheng Kun who vented his anger. I immediately ordered it, and naturally defined the group of kidnappers as Hengyue Sect and Azure Cloud Sect.
Moreover, even if it is not Hengyue and Qingyun, he will be wrong if he is wrong.
His moral is very obvious. Our Zhengyang Sect was tied to four disciples in vain for no reason. He lost so much money. He always found a place to earn it. Laozi is not a murderer.
Soon, many secret experts of Zhengyang Sect were dispatched, and the weakest ones were all in Abysmal Void Realm 8th Layer days.
Nanchu tonight is very unsteady, and silhouettes of people are flying in the darkness, doing shady activities.
"Then, next is Hengyezong and Azure Cloud Sect." In the small town of the ancient city, Ye Chen held his small book in one hand, holding a wine glass in one hand, and drank a small wine leisurely and comfortably. Money is coming quickly. "
"Boss, tell you the truth, is it your masterpiece." On the side, Zhou Ao and Li Xinghun stared at Ye Chen.
"What do you think?" Ye Chen smiled mysteriously.
"Looking at how cheap you laugh, that must be your masterpiece." Everyone said a long heart.
"Azure Cloud Sect, Sirius Mountain, bring your money to take your money." Dark and quiet night, because the next sentence became boiling.
"What's the situation." Ye Chen, who still talks to Zhou Ao, can't help but stand up. expression looks at the source of the sound strangely, "Don't Hengyue Sect and Azure Cloud Sect start according to plan?"
"Look and see, I'll say it! Nan Chu tonight will definitely not be calm." Soon, a vocal sounded.
Under the night, three or five groups of people flew towards the side.
To say, there are really a lot of idlers in this world, wherever you are busy, you can go wherever you go.
"What the hell." A man carrying a sack in a mountain where birds aren't shit, looked at the shadow of a figure traversed in the sky with surprise. Under the night, it looks like a light bulb.
This person, needless to say, is the one from Long Yi.
"Don't it start tomorrow?" Long glanced at the sack on his shoulder, and then glanced at the silhouettes of the empty sky.
"The plan has changed?" Long touched the shiny head, and disappeared into the night with a whine.
I do n’t know how long it took before he stopped in the depths of the mountains.
Soon, the wind rang, and the three black shadows arrived in no particular order. From then on, it was Su Family Old Ancestor, Bai Yi, and the black robe. All three carried a sack on their shoulders. Needless to say, it is the Azure Cloud Sect people.
Huh?
Long Yi tweeted when they saw the three appear.
The four of them are responsible for tying the Azure Cloud Sect people. Now all four of them are there. Obviously the people who are asking for ransom from Azure Cloud Sect are not them.
"It seems that the kidnappers who tied the Azure Cloud Sect have other people!" The old Su family plucked their beards, "but which party will it be?"
[Author off-topic]: There will be later, it will be later.