In the Miluo Fairyland, in the sky outside the sky, there is a beautiful star emitting silver-white light, the moon star.

Looking at the seven people who fled back in a panic or returned with a full load, Zhang Zilong felt that something had happened to his education. People in the Xuanmen who cultivated themselves and life were originally to plunder resources from heaven and earth and pursue the great way. This was a journey against the will of heaven.

Now, when these seven guys encounter difficulties, the first thing they think of is that they are strong and run away. Relying on learning Zhang Zilong's top-level body skills from the Immortal Sect, there are really not many strong people in the prehistoric world who can catch up with them. Thinking of the future, when they encounter a boss, seven people ran behind their backs and shouted: "Boss (Master), we can't beat him, it's up to you!" Then a group of people waved flags and shouted to themselves behind their backs, and their master and boss must stand up to fight the boss for them.

Very embarrassing! Very embarrassing!

Looking at the seven guys who were still not wrong and looked indifferent, Zhang Zilong's eyes twitched a few times unconsciously: "I said, you didn't want to play a few moves with the wild monkey, and ran away?"

The seven people looked at me, and I looked at you, with a confused look on their faces. Bixiao pouted: "So what's wrong? Master, don't you not know how powerful the quasi-saint is, do you still want your cute disciple to lie back with paralysis all over his body?"

Except for Yunxiao who was thinking, the remaining six people nodded like chickens pecking at rice, which was mostly in agreement with Bixiao's statement.

Our prince sighed to the sky: "The teacher's misfortune..."

Chang'e and Xuannv, who were sitting aside, looked at Zhang Zilong's entangled handsome face. One was originally indifferent and the other was cold, and they unconsciously showed a hint of laughter.

So, the prince's thick and heartache roar began to be heard from Guanghan Palace.

"Tsk... Master is really, it's not what he taught us. Do you have to judge the situation?" A few hours later, several people finally walked out of Guanghan Palace. The little girl from Bixiao was still uneasy and kept thinking about it.

Yunxiao rubbed his girl's hair and looked at her with a funny look: "That was when we were still very weak. Now you and I have entered the realm of Daluo. If you blindly escape, I am afraid that the great way will not be achieved..."

Well, after Sanxiao left Taiyin Star, he did not return to the Sun Palace, but went to the Ziwei Immortal Island of the East China Sea, which was once the Sanxian Island. In the words of the prince, the few people have already left the army, so it is necessary to go to the lower realm to open a mountain gate for their own lineage.

Ao Bing and others led some of the Crown Army soldiers to officially take over the security issues of the prehistoric waters. It can be said that after this escape incident, Zhang Zilong learned from the pain. His subordinates and his disciples should not always live under their own wings. They should face the challenges alone! It is worth mentioning that the little girl from Jingwei, who had been mixed with Ao Bing, a silver man. Moreover, the relationship between the two seemed to be very good. Zhang Zilong was originally half of Jingwei's master, but now he is finally going to experience the experience of marrying a disciple, which makes him feel that there is a strange feeling that time is unforgiving...

As for Wuzhiqi, the unhappy prince once again decided to deal with this guy himself!

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In the prehistoric Huai River, a man with a strange and strange appearance was packing his nest with a timid face. He had worked hard for many years to disperse all of his business. This guy didn't know how many times he had cursed the robbers.

Suddenly, a powerful pressure enveloped the Huai River. The powerful spiritual sense of the quasi-saint clearly felt that the visitor was many times stronger than him!

You should know that the red-butt horse monkey is the most conscious of Yin and Yang, and the life and death. Wuzhiqi keenly discovered that there was a long lifeline, but for a moment it was like a small boat in the waves, swaying, and it would break at some point!

"It's a tragedy! Master Monkey, I'm lucky!" He jumped in fear. Wuzhiqi threw away a bunch of ragged assets without thinking, and disappeared from the bottom of the water without thinking.

"Damn it! This soul is running very quickly. It is rare for your prince to take action at once. If I can't kill you, what kind of face should I call myself the prince of chrysanthemum!" A flaming figure suddenly appeared in the sky. Seeing that the guy ran away regardless of the quasi-saint's face, he roared in anger.

"That monster, don't escape!" He slapped the golden tower of the Buddha above his head, and a golden light poured down.

In an instant, a radius of thousands of miles was shrouded in golden light. The riotous flood seemed to have been frightened, and all of them were strangely calmed down.

Soon, a small black dot rushed out of the water. Looking at the diligent spirit, it wasn't the ugly man who had just escaped, who was it?

He pulled out a bronze stick from somewhere and rushed towards Zhang Zilong with a strange scream.

"nnd, you jumped around and thought you were a monkey!" Seeing the stick turning into thousands of phantoms, carrying the magic power of the quasi-saint powerful man, and smashed it over, the prince cursed unhappily.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Every attack caused golden ripples to stir up golden ripples on the Futu Golden Tower above Zhang Zilong's head. You must know that the defense of the Futu Golden Tower does not require the best innate spiritual treasures at all, which can make it turbulent, which shows how powerful each stick is.

But when Wuzhiqi saw his attack, he was defended by the other party with a golden tower and shouted in anger: "If you have any talent, come out, what kind of turtle man should I pretend to be?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge gun-shaped phantom roared through the sky, and a strong evil aura filled its gun body and stabbed towards Wuzhiqi. He was caught off guard. The poor Wutong-Shoes used his body to resist the black gun shadow.

"puff!"

The right shoulder was stabbed by the God-killing spear, and Wuzhiqi, who was injured, spurted out his essence and blood.

It turned out that Zhang Zilong's God-killing spear had long turned into a stream of light, hiding in the sky, preparing to attack at all times, but Wuzhiqi was swept thousands of meters away by the huge impact force.

My body rolled in the water and turned into a monkey wearing golden armor!

He reached out to catch the fallen God-killing spear. Seeing this guy's body, Zhang Zilong said in surprise: "Well, it's actually a monkey? Sweat, it's really similar to what Journey to the West! The hairy face and thunder duke's mouth... are really artistic!"

The monkey struggled to get up, with an angry and ferocious look on his face, and the bronze stick in his hand suddenly stretched out!

"Bang!" The sound of heavy metal collision was Zhang Zilong blocking the strange attack of the stick with the God-killing spear.

Wuzhiqi missed a blow, and his body shook involuntarily for a few times.

At this time, the prince, who had been staying still, took action. As the saying goes, take advantage of your illness and killing your life, the magic gun in his hand turned into thousands of gun shadows, and the huge evil spirit stirred up the spiritual energy of the world was in chaos.

"Wow! Get thicker for me!"

In desperation, the bronze stick in Wuzhiqi's hand quickly became longer and thicker when he heard this, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a pillar of heaven, blocking all the thousands of gun shadows.
Chapter completed!