Six Hundred and Fortieth Chapters Open the Whole

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There was another big movement in Nanchu. The monks who had just left the top of Huashan Mountain rushed to the top of Qingshan like a tide.

Before reaching the top of the green mountain, the overwhelming crowd saw a fat old man sitting on the top of the green mountain peak, with a big belly and a shiny face, sitting there sharpening a knife.

This person is the change of Daoist Wuya, and he is also a clone.

As for the person beside him, it was Bai Yi, who ranked fourth in the nine real estates of Zhengyang Sect. He was tied up by Wu Hua, and he was almost scared to cry when he watched Daoist Wuya sharpen his knife in a rhythmic manner.

"Another expert who hides his appearance." Many of the people who came to watch the show from all over the world touched their chins.

"Zhengyang Sect is really tragic. The nine true legends, from the first to the fourth, have been tied up one by one, and Ji Ningshuang, the body of the mysterious spirit, has not yet been found."

"Visually, these kidnappers are going to take the true disciples of Zhengyang Sect!" An older monk said earnestly, "If this is the case, then it will be really lively." First post https:// https:/ /

"You are courting death." Soon, the roar of Zhentian resounded through the sky, and the old man in purple from the Zhengyang Sect arrived again. The whole big face was no longer a face. It's like changing face.

The people behind him all had ugly expressions on their faces, all with red eyes, as if everyone owed them eight hundred spirit stones.

"My Zhengyang Sect has a grudge against you?" The old man in purple glared at Taoist Wuya.

"No hatred!" Daoist Wuya spread his hands.

"Then why did you tie my disciple." A gray-haired old man behind the purple-robed old man shouted angrily.

"I saw someone tied up, so I tied one too." Daoist Wuya picked his ears.

"I..." The old man in purple and the others were almost suffocated when they didn't come up in one breath. He tied you up as well. When the kidnapping becomes so arrogant and natural, it's all **** enough to support it. !

"Don't ink, hurry up, I don't want too much, the market price, two million spirit stones." Daoist Wuya simply put up five fingers.

"I..." Rao is the purple-clothed old man who was at the peak of the sky and the underworld. He was so angry that he took out the ghost-headed sword on the spot, and returned the market price of his mother. Why do you think this is a seller of things? drop.

"Give it or not, if you don't give it to me, I will pull it back and make the soup." Taoist Wuya was a little impatient.

"Here." The roar of the old man in purple roared straight into the sky, and the roar was earth-shattering. It's now, what else can he say, is it useful? In the end, don't you have to pay? If you have the spare time to put the bullshit here, why not pay the ransom early and go back to the business?

"Release." The purple-clothed old man waved his robe and hit a storage bag in the air.

"We're real people." Daoist Wuya was also refreshing, took the storage bag and glanced inside, and kicked Bai Yi over with one kick. Before the old man in purple and the others became angry, he turned his head and disappeared.

"Tsk tsk tsk! To have money is to be self-willed! If you take two million spiritual stones, you can take it."

"No way, who makes people rich and powerful? Those kidnappers, isn't it because they like this that they bind the people of Zhengyang Sect? If I have the cultivation base of quasi-celestial realm, I will also bind them, one by one. once again."

As soon as the person said that, everyone around them stroked their beards and gave the person a meaningful look: Heroes see the same thing.

soon,

The old man in purple and the others led Baiyi and the others away, and all of them were gnashing their teeth, and their faces were a little fierce.

Although they left, the people watching the play from all directions were watching from the left and right, and their ears were erect. They really wanted to hear the news that Zhengyangzong was tied up again.

However, this time, they were disappointed. The figures all over the sky stood there waiting for more than half an hour, but after all, they did not hear the news that the disciples of Zhengyang Sect had been bound.

Should be gone!

Soon, the figures began to disperse, and everyone sighed.

what....!

Not long after, there was a thunderous roar from the direction of Zhengyangzong. The furious Cheng Kun roared like a mad dog, causing the hall to rumble and tremble.

These two days may have been the most tragic loss of his Zhengyang sect. The former was Ji Ningshuang, the latter was Hua Yun, Han Jun, and Bai Yi. The four most amazing disciples of his Zhengyang sect were tied up one by one. , and up to now, there is no news of their saintess Ji Ningshuang.

The most hateful thing is not this, but they don't know who is counting on them until now.

"In my opinion, they are from the Hengyue Sect and the Qingyun Sect." Below, the old man in purple who went to redeem people snorted coldly, "If you can't do us on the bright side, you will play with us in private."

"Then give me the people who tied them." Cheng Kun, who was unable to find a target to vent his anger, immediately gave the order, and naturally defined the kidnappers as people from Hengyue Sect and Qingyun Sect. New 81 Chinese website updates the fastest Computer: https://

Moreover, even if it wasn't from Hengyue and Qingyun, he would be wrong if Mou Zujin was wrong.

His implication is obvious. Our Zhengyang Sect was tied up for no reason by four disciples, and we lost so much money. We will always find somewhere to earn it back. I don't care if you are a murderer or not, let's say if you are tied.

Soon, many secret powerhouses of Zhengyang Sect were dispatched one after another, and those with the weakest cultivation base were all in the Eighth Heaven of Void Nether Realm.

Tonight's Nan Chu was very restless, with silhouettes flying in the darkness, doing unseen deeds.

"Then, next is Hengye Sect and Qingyun Sect." In the small garden of the ancient city, Ye Chen held his small account book in one hand and the wine glass in the other, drinking the small wine leisurely and comfortably, "It's still like this. Quick money."

"Boss, tell us the truth, is it your masterpiece?" On the side, Zhou Ao and Li Xinghun stared at Ye Chen.

"What do you think?" Ye Chen smiled mysteriously.

"Seeing how cheap you are laughing, it must be your masterpiece." Everyone said earnestly.

"Qingyunzong, at the top of Tianlang Mountain, bring your family's money to collect your family's money." In the dark and quiet night, the next sentence became boiling.

"What's the situation?" Ye Chen, who was still talking to Zhou Ao and the others, couldn't help but stood up and looked at the source of the voice with a strange expression, "Didn't the Hengyue Sect and Qingyun Sect start tomorrow as planned?"

"Take a look, I'll tell you! Tonight's Nan Chu will definitely not be peaceful." Soon, a voice sounded.

Under the dark night, another group of three or five people flew towards one side.

It must be said that there are quite a lot of idlers in this world, and they will gather wherever they are, and the figures will flock towards the top of Tianlang Mountain.

"What are you doing?" In a mountain valley where birds don't shit, a person with a sack on his back stared at the silhouettes of people passing by in the sky. It is worth mentioning that this guy's forehead is not ordinary bright, in the dark night Below, like a light bulb.

This person, needless to say, is that of Long Yi.

"Doesn't it start tomorrow?" Long Yi glanced at the sack on his shoulders, and then glanced at the silhouettes passing by in the void.

"The plan has changed?" Long Yi touched the bright forehead and disappeared into the night with a swoosh.

I don't know how long it took before he stopped in the depths of a group of mountains.

Soon, the wind sounded, and three black figures arrived in no particular order. From then on, it was the ancestor of the Su family, Bai Yi, and Heipao. All three of them carried a sack on their shoulders. Needless to say, what was in the sack It is the people of Qingyunzong.

Huh?

Seeing the three of them appear, Long Yi let out a light sigh.

The four of them are the ones responsible for tying the Qingyunzong people. Now that all four of them are here, it is obvious that the people who are asking for the ransom from the Qingyunzong are not them.

"It seems that the kidnappers who tied up Qingyunzong are someone else!" The old man of the Su family stroked his beard, "But which force will it be?"