They were all colleagues who had been cooperating for many years. At this moment, there was no need to communicate at all. They understood their own thoughts. The three of them did not hesitate at all. Yang Mingli and Feng Xi hugged the porter's left and right arms respectively, while Yan Lanting surrounded each other's waist.

They mobilized their power of disaster at the same time, and wanted to send it to heaven.

..

Wushan, who came to hear the sound, was in a hurry and panic, but when he reached the entrance of the courtyard, Wen inexplicably stopped him staring at the courtyard dullly.

In the last breath, the three adults seemed to have stopped the porter, but in the next breath, as the indigo green meat mountain expanded rapidly, the three of them were like three ants hanging on the branches of the giant tree supporting the sky, drifting in the wind.

Wushan also changed from the straight look he had just looked up, and from his breath, he turned into a slightly stupid look.

This familiar figure seemed to bring it back to his childhood, on the day the family was destroyed,

The fleeting shadow in the sky that he looked up and saw that he could never forget forever.

Wushan has been practicing hard for many years. For countless days and nights, he was imagining how to speak loudly when he stood in front of the figure again.

But at this moment, he just looked up from the unattainable position he had back then, and now he could stand closer to look up.

Those bold words that had been prepared for many years also turned into words with trembling in the uncontrollable tremor.

"Nan Nanhuang!"

Before he finished speaking, the indigo-green meat mountain had become as big as the entire mansion, hanging above the many creatures of the Liuli Mansion, covering the sun and the moon, shaking away the white clouds in the sky, and the shadows cast swallowed the earth in an instant.

"Care it for me!"

Even when facing the Thousand Arm Bodhisattva, Yan Lanting could force himself to walk out of the hall.

But now, Emperor Nan didn't even take action, and the old man roared like a broken sound!

He was the only monk among the three who had completed the three changes, and he also held a mysterious thing like the Demon-Slaying Order in his hand. The rich imperial aura almost wrapped his whole body and turned into a yellow robe.

These three generals in Zhennan held their palms tightly into the fat meat, but they could only barely send this indigo green meat mountain to the air. Before they really started fighting, they were already in a trend of exhaustion!

The previous yawn turned into bursts of laughter.

Nanhuang finally withdrew his arms that stretched, and indifferently looked at Yan Lanting, who was like an ant on his body.

Shaking his head: "You shouldn't be Nanyang."

Then, it looked at Feng Xi again: "Not you."

It was not until the end that this lord mountain glanced at Yang Mingli contemptuously: "It's even more impossible for you."

During the breath, it suddenly sank down.

With just such a simple action, the imperial aura on the three generals of Zhennan suddenly dissipated, and their faces all turned red to almost bleeding. According to their cultivation level, plasma was sprayed out in turn.

"puff!"

They even had no chance to use their own methods. If they refused to let go, they would seem to be killed directly like this.

In addition to the terrifying power that surged all over his body.

The thunderous laughter in their ears made their souls break, and even the whites of their eyes were covered with blood.

Just when the Southern Emperor was a little bored and was about to kill the three people directly, its eyelids suddenly raised.

I saw a sudden wave in the air, like an invisible mouth, swallowing all the three of them in.

...

Emperor Nan stopped laughing and quietly looked down at the earth beneath him.

Soon, its eyes returned to the courtyard.

At some point, the three monks had returned to the ground, supported by a thin back,

He sat back on the chair with a faint breath.

The ink shirt swayed slightly, and the man leaned over and removed the remaining force on Yan Lanting's body. Then he stood up again, looked back silently, and looked at the indigo green meat mountain in the sky.

This is the first time the two have looked at each other in Liuli Mansion.

Emperor Nan saw the white and handsome face clearly. He had only seen this face once, but he still remembered it freshly.

What remains unchanged from Qi Shengze to Dananzhou is the contempt and arrogance between the eyebrows and eyes.

"Hahaha"

Nanhuang squeezed out laughter from his throat, and the laughter contained the same unwillingness as before, but the unwillingness quickly faded away, replaced by anger that anyone could hear.

It thought the problem was that the two religions were fighting each other and they were entangled, but it did not expect that the same Nansumi were the same.

Some people force themselves to come to break the continent, while others are making names for the demon clan.

Emperor Nan thought he had accidentally become a dog for the group of monks, but now he suddenly realized that it was not even a hunting dog, but just a toy that was locked in a cage by these monks.

"So, ha, it turns out that Bodhisattva is Nanyang!"

Perhaps because of its overly fat, it smiled so hard that it was not breathing, but soon, the expression of this meat mountain,

Then, under Shen Yi's lone posture, he became distorted and struggled.

If you rely on the great sect, you can be so arrogant, but you forget the hardest truth in this world.

"The Bodhisattva will soon understand why I dare to live in the name of the Southern Emperor."

Before he finished speaking, Nan Huang's eyes were full of mockery. When it didn't care about those things, the monk thought he was leaning on the big tree, the things that could make him arrogant in front of him, were so insignificant.
Chapter completed!