A group of eight people fell down.

Although I was a little panicked, they were all very people and quickly adjusted.

"Deng Yu from Wusheng Sword Sect, Shi Qiong from Baoti Sect, Devil Chi and Gui Yu from Tianmo Sect, and you four should be casual cultivators, right? You dare to intercept us, you are so brave!"

Jun Luoyu shouted and scolded.

"This is the Northern Wilderness, not the territory of the Great Chu!"

Devil May Cry sneered.

"This opportunity is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Jun Luoyu, who has killed so many fellow practitioners, how can you keep alive?"

Deng Yu snorted.

"Just you guys?"

Jun Luoyu shook his head, "No!"

"Where are you adding me?"

A figure came from the sky, and came to the upper part of the ancient city without believing in evil, and fell down without any surprise.

"It's you, the second one in Jue Dao Valley!"

Jun Luoyu frowned and took a step back to protect Chu Yang behind him.

"What kind of cultivation is his?"

Chuyang's voice transmission inquiry

"The powerful god-turned-god is very terrible. I can barely resist at most."

Jun Luoyu did not hide it.

Chu Yang twitched his lips, looked at the luxurious team opposite, and couldn't help but sigh: "Is it worthy of you strong men to deal with me?"

"You are just an ant, of course it's not worth it. Our goal is Jun Luoyu!"

Jue San glanced at Chu Yang contemptuously and stopped paying attention.

"Not bad! You are a little mortal ant, you can kill me. We come here just to surround Jun Luoyu." Devil May Cry, "His value is a hundred times that of yours!"

Chu Yang was completely speechless.

This time I was ignored again, just like the last time I escaped from Tianhuo County City, and was ignored by many strong people.

"Kill Jun Luoyu, have you asked me if you?"

A drunken voice suddenly came, and a person floated from the sky, lying on the gourd, crossing his legs, but as soon as he reached the ancient city, he suddenly fell, causing the strong man to get busy and finally stabilize before landing.

"Ahem, drunk, drunk!"

This is Du Yuan, an alcoholic who once helped Chu Yang, and is also a Tiansha Marquis of the Great Chu Dynasty and a powerful god-turning powerhouse.

"A alcoholic, you are here too!"

Jue Er was slightly surprised, and then he showed hatred, "You killed my brother Jue San that day. It just so happened that you took your head today to pay tribute to my brother's spirit in heaven!"

"Himmer!" The drunkard grabbed the wine gourd that had become smaller, raised his neck and took a mouthful, and muttered, "It just so happens that he is lonely underground. I'll send you to accompany him later!"

"court death!"

Jue Er was furious and was about to take action when another powerful aura came. Seven streams of light appeared at the end of the sky. Within breath, he had already arrived above the ancient city.

All of these seven people were bare heads, obviously monks from Jinguang Temple.

No one in the city reminded him, and he looked up at him with a strange look.

"Ami, that Buddha, oh, what's going on?"

The first monk fell down as soon as he recited the Buddha's name. After a lot of busyness, he fell down steadily.

"Dukun, Ferry, you two are actually here too!"

The drunkard looked solemn, showing an unprecedented solemn look.

Jun Luoyu's commentary also sounded in Chu Yang's ears: "These seven are the elders of Jinguang Temple, and they are all in the realm of the soul. The leader of Dukong and Ferry are all powerful god-transforming people. I'm really troublesome now, I'm afraid that all three of us will have to explain here!"

"With the strength of senior Drunkard, can't you kill these three powerful god-transforming masters?"

Chu Yang's voice was anxious.

Jue Er, Crossing the Sky and Ferry, three complete gods and more than ten concentrated spirits. Such a team, even Chu Yang's tenacious heart could not help but feel desperate.

"It is very easy to fight above the level of the soul, but it is very difficult to fight above the soul!" Jun Luoyu said, "Which one of the strong men who can achieve the soul is not amazing? The gap will naturally be smaller. With the strength of the alcoholic ghost, it is not difficult to suppress one, and there is some confidence to fight two. If you deal with three, you will definitely die unless you escape!"

Chu Yang's heart sank.

"If you don't come, how can you kill you here?" Dukong stood up on his chest with one hand and smiled, "A alcoholic, drunkard, you kill people indiscriminately. I don't know how many of our sects have killed. When we turned forward, our junior brother Shandu, Shanda, and Shanhai were killed by you. Shanjing died at the hands of Jun Luoyu, and Jue's second donor, Jue's junior brother Jue San, was killed by you. As for the past, there were countless."

"Heaven sees pitifulness, let me surround you here. Drunkard, alcoholic, this is a very good place to bury bones. Don't worry, when you die, I will be able to save you and strive to send you to the eighteen levels of hell, torture every day and suffer every night!"

Dukong said neatly.

Cough cough cough!

The ferry couldn't listen and coughed twice.

"What the old bald donkey said is reasonable. Today I will bury them here together to save the harm of the world. This is a merit. What I said is correct for the two old bald donkeys?"

Jue Er curled his lips.

"Amitabha, two, keep virtue in your mouth, otherwise you will definitely go to the hell of tongue pulling out!"

You won't suffer any loss at all when you pass the sky.

"You bald donkey, your mouth is not empty, and your heart is not empty. Let's see how you pass through it? You will definitely not see the Buddha in the future!"

Jue Er snorted coldly.

"Amitabha, if I live forever, I will definitely see the Buddha. If I pass away, I will immediately see the Buddha. How can you say that I can't see the Buddha? Obviously, this is a lie!"

There were circles of Buddha's light emitting from Dukong's body, so he said for granted.

"The tongue blooms with lotus flowers, and the mouth is full of feces!"

Jue Er ignored it anymore.

Although they were resentful to each other, they had formed a tacit understanding here and wanted to kill the drunkard.

Suddenly, someone exclaimed: "Why did it suddenly fog?"

They were all powerful souls, and no one of them noticed it, but they didn't care, but this exclamation shocked everyone.

The mist swept across and floated in.

There is no harm.

"Deng Yu, how dare you attack me?"

"Okay, Shi Qiong, I've been disliked by you for a long time. Let me die!"

Behind Jue Er, a dispute suddenly broke out, and he started to take action without waiting for persuasion.

While breathing, Shi Qiong was already killed.

"I understand, this is the mystery fog, please be careful!"

Dukong's face changed one after another, and he let out a sound of Buddha. A golden light flashed on his body, repelling the fog. The monk beside him immediately formed a defense.

Just then, the fog suddenly rolled, covering the deserted city.

Chu Yang had already discovered something was wrong. When the fog spread, he felt a dazed in front of him, and the hostility deep in his heart surged, and his murderous intent surged. He quickly kept his mind.

"There is indeed danger here, let me retreat!"

Jun Luoyu pulled Chu Yang and retreated to the side.

"How can this kind of fog make the strong people who concentrate their mind confused?"

Chu Yang showed a look of horror.

"If it is really a fog of God, it will be really troublesome!" Jun Luoyu was filled with righteousness and said worriedly, "In legend, this fog is the disintegration of the soul after the death of a powerful person. In the most yin and evil place, this fog formed, which can arouse the deepest evil thoughts in the hearts of the living beings, and can also form illusions."

"Not only these, I'm afraid there's a great formation of chaos gods!" The drunkard also retreated and frowned, "If what I expected is true, this is a trap!"

"trap?"
Chapter completed!