"Little old man, you said Brother Xiang Yang was here, why didn't we see Brother Xiang Yang here? Did you lie to us?"

In a clearing, Sun Qingya and Monica grabbed the beard of an old white-haired man with a bad look on his face.

Here, it is the place where Xiang Yang entered the fairy demon battlefield. At that time, after Xiang Yang entered the fairy demon battlefield, this passage was closed. At this moment, even if someone who is very proficient in the law of space arrives, he cannot see it here. It is the entrance of the fairy demon battlefield.

Under the leadership of the little old man on Jiudi Mountain, Sun Qingya and Monica went to Xiang Yang ’s place and sent them all the way to find the periphery of the fairy demon battlefield. That space channel.

However, the two women couldn't figure out where Xiang Yang was, just looking at the empty space in front of her with a puzzled look.

The old man with white hair, that is, a peerless strongman on Jiudi Mountain, his beard was grabbed by Sun Qingya and Monica, and he quickly grabbed his beard and asked for mercy, "Two little ancestors, don't move, oops, my beard It's about to be cut off by you, he really appeared here, I really didn't lie to you. "

"Has it?"

After listening to the two little nizis Sun Qingya and Monica, not only did they not loosen their beards holding the old man with white hair, but they even pulled harder. The two women chatted and said, "Old man, after Brother Xiang Yang came to the fairy world , He has gone through more places, you just find a place and say that he is here, do you have any idea to say this? If you tell those apprentices in the Daomen, you are so shameless, cheating children at will, They do n’t know what it looks like when they know it. "

If those strong men with Daomen see this scene, they will be terrified. This white-haired old man is one of the nine strong men on Daomen Jiudi Mountain. He has high strength and high status. Who dares to disrespect him?

However, the two young girls Sun Qingya and Monica even grabbed the white-haired old man's beard, and looked unkindly. The most important thing is that the white-haired old man was still very happy. The woman was angry and angry.

"Girl, don't make trouble, that kid really disappeared here. I am proficient in nine days of arithmetic, even if it is how the fairy world works, let alone him, although he is a little weird, but , Absolutely disappeared in this place. "

The old man said seriously.

While talking, he was thinking, before he came, he specially asked Daomen's disciples to check it out. The kid disappeared near this place, and definitely entered the fairy demon battlefield through this space channel, just , I do n’t know why the channel of the fairy demon battlefield disappeared.

As one of the highest-ranking people in Daomen, it is not difficult for the old man with white hair to know that this is a space passage into the battlefield of Immortal Demon. Moreover, he specially asked Daomen ’s disciples to investigate. Unfortunately, Daomen ’s The disciple didn't dare to follow Xiang Yang even if he was investigating. He could only feel it from a distance, but he didn't find where the body of Xiang ** went, but he guessed that he should enter the fairy demon battlefield through the channel.

"No, the old Taoist has never missed in his life, this time we must see where the boy has gone."

The old man felt very puzzled. While thinking about what happened to the fairy demon battlefield, he grasped the tactics with his hands and directly displayed the innate god calculation he was very good at. He wanted to figure out where Xiang Yang went. Too.

"Bum ... boom ..."

However, under this real calculation, the old man was shocked. He was almost shocked by a force of anti-seismic force. Moreover, wherever Xiang Yang was, he could n’t count anyway, only I felt a hazy, as if a chaos.

"The boy's origin is extraordinary, either bearing great luck or chaotic treasures, or having a saint guardian, no matter what the reason, it proves that his ability is very strong."

The old man with white hair was shocked in his heart. As one of the old monsters in the Nine Emperor Mountains of Daomen, the arithmetic method of the innate god calculation he practiced was one of the best in the world. This is definitely not bragging. In this universal world, few people can compare with him.

And, in this fairyland, few people can't figure it out, as long as he is willing, even Dalu Jiuzhongtian's Immortal Venerable can let him find a trace of clues.

However, what made him feel depressed was that when he calculated Xiang Yang, he not only couldn't figure out where Xiang Yang was, but he was almost wounded. He was coughing up blood if he didn't close it quickly. Too.

"Old man, how do I feel like you just shuddered a few times, and your blood is gushing, are you injured?"

Sun Qingya originally grasped the beard of the white-haired old man, but at this moment he quickly shrunk back and looked at him carefully and asked, "It wouldn't be because we were hurt by our beard and spitting blood. Just beard, you will be injured. "

"Cough, how is it possible, I am a strong man on Jiudi Mountain, one of the Daomen Jiu Dao Dao, in the fairy world, the person who can hurt me has not yet appeared."

The white-haired old man looked proud, and in front of others, he was very humble, but in front of Sun Qingya and Monica, two little girls who knew him well, he was a smug face, as if it were one Like a kid.

If someone who is familiar with the old man with white hair sees this scene, he will definitely be stunned again. This old man with white hair, one of the nine Daomen, is very humble in front of ordinary people, and it is impossible to tell others under normal circumstances. Because of his identity, there will be a lot of troubles. Even the current masters of Daomen will want to see him, only to get his advice.

"Oh, bragging, if no one can hurt you, aren't you invincible." Monica said with a smile at the old man with white hair.

"Although there is no way to be truly invincible, but it's similar." The old man with white hair raised his head high and looked proud.

"Old man, do you know why the nine little old men on Jiudi Mountain, we are best with you?" Sun Qingya said with a smile looking at the white-haired old man.

"Why?" The old white-haired man was a little puzzled.

He is also very clear that although there are nine old men on the Jiudi Mountain, that is, Daomen Jiudaozun, the nine people are masters of Sun Qingya and Monica to a certain extent, but these two girls are better than him. Otherwise, it is impossible that he followed the two daughters down the mountain.

"Because you are shameless enough," Monica sighed. "Little old man, your shamelessness makes us feel very fun, so I like you."

"You said you are invincible, but why did Brother Xiang's mother, our aunt, come to you when we came at that time, you were all very careful, even dare not speak loudly?" Sun Qingya smiled and smiled Continued.

"You mean, the kid you were looking for was the child from the last time?" The old man with white hair originally wanted to refute the two women, but after listening to it at the moment, he looked at Sun Qingya in shock.

Although he knew that Sun Qingya was looking for a man from the lower realm, he did not know that the man was the one who took Sun Qingya and Monica to Jiudi Mountain to find his son of Chixue Yun. If Yun's son, he will not calculate Xiang Yang's whereabouts.

Because, he knows very well, how unique is the son of Chi Xueyun in this world, no, it should be said that the blood of that vein is so special, it is simply from his strength to calculate the existence of Xiang Yang Find a dead end.

"Fortunately, it's okay to close it in time, otherwise this may consume millions of years of hard work of the old Taoist priests."

Then, the old man with white hair sighed, remembering that he was still calculating the existence of Xiang Yang again, and he felt a little palpitations. He made up his mind, and in the future, he could not figure out where others are without knowing it.

"That is of course."

When the old man with white hair was shocked in his heart, when Sun Qingya and Monica, two little nizis heard him say that Xiang Yang was the son of Chi Xueyun, he raised his head at the same time and looked proud. Brother is the best person in the world. "

"He is still the most handsome in the world."

"The strongest."

"You must not be his opponent. When you meet him, you will definitely be hit by his fart sooner or later."

Two little girls, you hit me in one word, praise Xiang Yang to heaven, and still compare the white-haired old man, Dao Zun, who has the highest status among the Daomen, and still compare this white-haired old man Stepping on his feet fiercely, it seems that he can't compare with the next item Yang anyway.

After listening to the old man with white hair, his face was very unsightly. He looked at the two girls and could n’t help but say, “If the one from that boy ’s vein comes, I ’m not fart. Dare to put one, but Brother Xiang in your mouth is just a little boy in his thirties. No matter how powerful he is, at most he just proves the truth. The old man wants to deal with him, he does n’t need it at all. He can be pinched to death with just one hand. "

When he was talking, his face still had a habitual arrogance, and his head looked at the sky at 45 degrees, a feeling of loneliness and snow.

Of course, with his strength, in this fairyland, as long as those ancient saints could not be found, he was indeed able to achieve a near invincible existence, but the two women were not very clear. The two women saw the white-haired old man After the look, he sneered on the side, with a look of disbelief.