"You''re welcome, ancient palace leader."
The butterfly worshipper smiled and his eyes fell on Yang Xuan. The color of appreciation in his eyes was not disguised.
I still remember when I first saw Yang Xuan outside the taixuan God''s house, Yang Xuan didn''t surpass the cultivation of heaven and man''s realm, but now more than half a year later, Yang Xuan has become a master of divine power realm.
The most shocking and incredible thing is that the young man in front of him killed and broke the army with his own strength yesterday.
This can be called a miracle, which makes people all over the world in an uproar.
"Younger generation Yang Xuan, I''ve seen diezun for more than half a year. The Zun''s cultivation is higher and more bright and moving."
When Yang Xuan saw the butterfly worshiper looking at him, he stepped up with a smile on his face.
"Giggle, I''m old. If I''m younger, why don''t I commit myself to childe Yang."
The butterfly worshipper smiled and looked up and down, and many mountain worshipers fell into a state of absence when they heard her words.
Although they had heard that the butterfly worshipper of Hehuan sect was bold and unrestrained, they were surprised to see her flirting with Yang Xuan.
Yang Xuan didn''t change his face. He said, "the venerable joked. It''s the younger generation''s bad luck. If you were born in the same age, you don''t have to condescend. The younger generation should pursue you fiercely."
"Seriously?"
The butterfly worshipper''s mouth is slightly tilted and his smile is confusing.
"How dare the younger generation talk nonsense in front of the venerable?"
Yang Xuan looked serious.
"Aren''t you talking nonsense now?"
Diezun scolded in his heart and said, "my real name is Dielianhua. You can call my name later."
"How can this be done? The venerable is a senior expert. I''d better call you aunt die."
"Aunt butterfly?"
Butterfly love flower was stunned and giggled: "your boy has a sweet mouth. No wonder he can deceive Xiaoying of Hehuan sect."
"Cough, aunt butterfly, this way, please."
Yang Xuan coughed and came to Gu tongxuan, Gu Qinglian and yunhaishan with butterflies and flowers.
The four became acquainted with each other and soon chatted with each other.
Yang Xuanli stood aside, stayed quietly for a while and wanted to leave.
"Hehe, it''s a long way. I''m a little late. I hope brother Gu will forgive me."
At this time, old and powerful laughter sounded in the sky, and then a tall old man in white with wrinkles on his face came through the air.
"The sky is a breeze, jueyu!"
A group of mountain worshippers looked surprised and got up again to salute, "I''ve seen the wind Reverend."
The old man in white is no one else, but fengjueyu, one of the three supremacies of TIANYIZONG.
"Ha ha, old Feng came very quickly. I don''t know. Wait for me and the Zhengfang brother of Tianji hall."
Another loud laugh came from heaven and earth. An old man in purple with an ancient sword and a white haired old man with bent body and wearing a star robe stepped into the air and fell steadily beside Feng jueyu.
"The thunder Reverend of Hunyuan sect is thundering!"
"Heaven''s Secret hall, those who are Ming Zun, Ming Zhengfang!"
Many mountain worshipers were surprised again. No one expected to see the venerable disciples from several super sects one after another today.
"It turned out to be brother Feng of Tianyi sect, brother Lei of Hunyuan sect, and brother Ming of Tianji hall."
Gu tongxuan hugged his fist and smiled.
"Brother Gu, you''re welcome. Feng came here to discuss the alliance with your sect and to see your nephew Yang Xuan and Yang Xian."
Feng jueyu smiled and looked at Yang Xuan. Although Yang Xuan was now restrained, Feng jueyu could still feel the surging and amazing solar power in Yang Xuan''s air sea.
The sun''s divine power, burning the sky and boiling the sea, has great power and is known as one of the strongest divine powers in the world of heaven. This is by no means empty.
"Younger generation Yang Xuan, I''ve seen the wind master."
Yang Xuangong arched his hands and said, "it''s fate. This is the second time for the younger generation to see the venerable."
"See me for the second time?"
Feng jueyu was surprised that he had not been born for many years. He didn''t know where Yang Xuan had seen himself.
"I went to the demon emperor''s grave more than half a year ago."
Yang Xuan looked calm and thought of the blue butterfly in his mind. At that time, the blue butterfly was trying to rob the demon emperor''s heart, but two blows in a row wiped out the spirit of Feng jueyu and blood Wutian.
"It''s the demon emperor''s grave!"
The expression on Feng jueyu''s face seemed unnatural. In the demon emperor''s tomb, his mind was destroyed by the blood sucking queen blue butterfly''s bullet between his fingers, which was not a glorious thing.
"Yang Xuan, I know you have a holiday with Zhao Feiyang and beimingzhou, the disciples of the Hunyuan sect. Can you let bygones be bygones for my sake?"
Lei Jingtian suddenly burst into a loud voice.
"Forget the past. In the future, if people don''t offend me, I won''t offend. If people offend me, I will offend."
Yang Xuan responded faintly. He had long forgotten about Zhao Feiyang and Beiming Prefecture. He didn''t take it seriously. It''s OK for them not to provoke him in the future. If they don''t know good or bad, they''ll kill him.
"I didn''t take anything with me on this trip. I only gave a word to nephew Yang Xian."
Mingzhengfang steps forward.
"Please speak, my younger generation is all ears."
Yang Xuangong said that Ming Zhengfang came from Tianji hall, which claims to be able to deduce the world. Maybe he has figured out something.
"The wind and cloud in the hall of eternal life are chaotic, and the sword edge is sharpened!"
Ming Zhengfang said bluntly.
"Remember, younger generation."
Yang Xuan nodded and heard a loud voice coming from the distant sky like rolling thunder. "The demon Temple Chutian crazy came uninvited. Please don''t blame brother Gu."
The voice was still there. Two figures fell from the sky and came to the open space outside the bamboo house.
They were a burly man in a fur coat and a graceful and beautiful woman.
"Ruyue, is it really you?"
Yang Xuan appeared in front of the woman with a happy face.
The woman is Yan Ruyue, the true disciple of the inner door of the demon temple. She has a fiery red dress, a snow-white and crystal body, a slender willow waist, straight and slender legs, which makes people intoxicated.
"It''s me!"
Yan Ruyue nodded her head, and her bright and moving eyes looked at Yang Xuan in front of her without blinking.
"Boy, the moon is the worship of our demon temple. Are you satisfied?"
The burly man laughed. It was Chu tiankuang, the crazy venerable of the demon temple.
"Worship, a woman!"
"What woman? It''s Yan Ruyue of the demon temple. She''s a fairy like figure. I heard that Yang Xuan had secretly decided to live with this woman in taixuan God''s house for life. Now it seems that it''s true."
"The demon temple is really willing. A gorgeous inner door true disciple said to give people away."
"If you don''t send it, it''s better to send it in person than to let Yang Xuan come to the door. Yang Xuan is bound to be grateful."
Some mountain worshipers communicated and looked back and forth between Yang Xuan and Yan Ruyue.
"Mountain worship?"
After being stunned, Yang Xuan hugged his fist and said, "thank you, crazy venerable, and thank you for your hall. I remember this kindness in Yang xuanming''s heart."
Then he told Gu tongxuan a crime. No matter what others thought, he grabbed Yan Ruyue''s jade hand and went away.