After passing the bombs dropped by Taiyi, there were only a few people left in the field. Just the two of them, Zhunti, wanted to form a good relationship with the masters of the prehistoric world, but they knew that it was Fantasy and they fell behind the large army and saw the formation.

Xuanhuan glanced at Fuxi, but did not reply, and bowed slightly behind him: "The Zixiao Palace is about to be closed, please leave quickly." The monks in front always looked at Fantasy, not only the second ancestor of the Western Land, but Kunpeng and Hongyun were also here. However, Kunpeng, with the brother Di Jun, staring at him, he did not stay for a moment and left Zixiao Palace directly. Hongyun dragged Zhen Yuanzi, but stayed for the last time. The last time he played with Hongyun was just right, and it was not Fantasy who did this on purpose. Although Fantasy had no favors to this good gentleman, Fantasy had no favors at all.

But there is no disgust at all. Zhen Yuanzi is still worth making friends, but as for him, it is troublesome to get involved! "Then the Zixiao Palace will be closed. If the fellow Taoist does not go back to the Dragon Palace, why are you still here?" Hongyun was angry. Although he did not lose anything in Xuanhuan's hands last time, he was played with as a fool. Whoever experienced it would feel good. "If I remember it correctly, I have never said that I am a person in the Dragon Palace." Hongyun dared to speak like this even though he knew what Xuanhuan's identity was. He had to say that this Taoist was also an impulse and ignored the greatness of the world!

Hongyun was choked by Fantasy's words, and could not find any rebuttal. Fantasy had never admitted it in person. He was from the Dragon Palace! Zhen Yuanzi saw the clues next to him, but he was afraid that only he himself would see the hatred that Hongyun had been obsessed with. Maybe the two in front of him had never kept it in his heart. "Alas." "I am Zhen Yuanzi, practicing in the Wuzhuang Temple in Wanshou Mountain, three fellow Taoists are free, so you can come to my temple to sit." Xuan Huan nodded and said yes, and the two left immediately. However, Hong Yun's resentful look really made Fantasy hate this time!

"I'm sure that Buzhou Mountain will be in peace in the future. If it's possible, you can change the temple after turning back to the Tianzhu this time." The three of Xuanhuan slowly walked on the empty square. Fuxi frowned slightly: "This prehistoric world is going to be messed up again, but is it so serious? There are two Lich clans as barriers on the Tianzhu. Under the guard, if they want to mess up to the Tianzhu, these two clans will not agree." "You." Xuanhuan shook his head. When Fuxi was puzzled, Nuwa asked uncertainly: "Fellow Taoist said that the Lich clans will really fight." "It's still the heart of Nuwa's Taoist Taoist

Si Linglong. Do you think that the two brothers Di Jun were forced to the door by three ancestor witches and made such a situation and could endure this breath." In addition to the unexpected factor of fantasy, only the Lich clans knew about everything that happened on the Sun Star. Moreover, looking at the news of the witch clan blockade, even few people in the two clans knew about it, let alone outsiders. "And, the three ancestor witches were plotted by the two brothers Di Jun on the Sun Star. In the end, Ju Mang was slightly injured, Xi Zi was seriously injured, and Zhu Rong almost died. You think that the witch clan would let this matter go simply."

"What!" The brother and sister were shocked by Fantasy's words! But no one doubted the truth of Fantasy. Fuxi knew that Fantasy had ears and ears in the Heavenly Palace, and Nuwa had long heard of Fantasy's magic. "The things inside can't be explained clearly for a while. As long as you know, Buzhou Mountain will be affected by the war." There is no need for Fantasy to say more about the truth here. Even if you only know this, Fuxi and the others understood that the war between the two tribes could not escape! "Then where should we go?" Fuxi looked at Nuwa. Since he knew Fantasy, he rarely went back to Buzhou. When he moved the temple, he was easy to say. At worst, he could just stay in Yunmengze. But Nuwa has been practicing in Buzhou Mountain. Where can we go? He still has to listen to her meaning.

"Brother see what I do. When I was in the mountains, I thought the Di Jun brother was noisy, so I kept in seclusion. If I change the temple, it would be less troublesome and more refreshing." However, the other two people present could only guess how much water there was in these words. Fuxi sighed in his heart and looked at Fantasy. There were still places in Yunmengze, but that was a fantasy temple after all. If Nuwa went, Fantasy would definitely be welcome. But his sister is also a noble person, so she was afraid that she would feel like she was living under someone else's roof. It would be hindered if she went there. "Since you suggested that, then you can give us a few places for reference."

Xuanhuan pondered for a moment: "You can't go outside the world. The master preached this time that the nine sons of Zulong came, but I'm afraid that the place is not much better than the prehistoric world. It's also a waste of trouble. You can find a place near my Yunmengze. No matter what happens on both sides, you can take care of it. Moreover, my direction is remote, and even if it's a little quarrel, it's a little bit of a small fight, and it's not a big deal." Fuxi thought, Xuanhuan was right. Moreover, this kid is always aimless, and he always makes a move, and he will have a deep meaning. . Although I don’t know why Xuanhuan advised him to settle down near Yunmengze, their benefits are always indispensable. "What do you think?" However, whether it can be done depends on Nuwa’s meaning. "Fellow Taoist fellow fantasy suggests that it must be the best place, that place." After all, the three of them crossed the palace gate, but found that there was a Taoist in front of the immortal platform, with a blood-red Taoist robe and a deep breath, which was a ridiculous person who mocked the Red Cloud. "The River of Styx!" Fuxi, Nuwa didn’t recognize it, Fantasy recognized it.
Chapter completed!