Not far away, a group of people came out wearing black robes, black crowns, and an ancient black totem painted on their eyebrows.

"Who are you?" Luo Ge held out a green bead with his backhand and quietly held it in his palm.

Her intuition told her that these guys were not good people.

"You don't need to ask any more questions, just hand over that Zhang Fengbu to us. If not, be careful... there will be no bones left." The leader, a gloomy-looking man, smiled slightly, and a hoarse and unpleasant voice came from mid-air.

Come.

When Luo Ge heard this, he turned around and raised his eyebrows and said, "I don't know, how can you expect us to have no bones left?"

"Why are you talking nonsense? Just kill her and get the skills back!" The only woman standing beside him looked sharply, pulled out a long sword from her waist, and stabbed Luo Ge directly.

These guys were at least at the level of the first level of the Golden Core. If she tried her best and relied on the power of the beads, she could still escape. But they...

Luo Ge's peripheral vision fell on the two on the side, the water in his eyes was flowing, and he finally calmed down. He gritted his silver teeth, his eyes slowly turned light red, and he was ready to fight desperately.

Just when the woman's long sword was stretched out in front of Luo Ge, a blue long sword came out of thin air and suddenly stood in front of Luo Ge. It emitted a burst of mighty sword energy and forcefully forced the woman back.

The woman took more than ten steps back before she could regain her balance. She shouted angrily: "Who is so bold as to dare to attack my aunt? Why don't you show up soon!"

"Haha, how dare a group of weaklings to act so arrogantly?" A very light laughter came from mid-air.

Everyone followed the sound and saw a young man in blue robes and a young man in black robes, standing in the air with their hands behind their hands, looking down at the group of black-robed Taoist priests with indifferent eyes.

"It's you?!" the woman was surprised.

Shui Zekong and Jun Shiyi landed in front of Luo Ge, stretched out their hands to hold the sword, pointed the tip of the sword directly at the woman, and then gently raised the corners of their lips: "Smelly girl, we meet again."

"Who are they?" Luo Ge frowned.

"Explain the teaching, disciple." Shui Zekong opened his lips lightly and said word by word.

"Explain the teachings!"

Hearing this, Luo Tianluo Ge's expression immediately changed. Even Xuanyuan Yunjing, who had remained silent, froze his eyes when he heard those two words.

Thousands of years ago, after the fall of Emperor Fuyao and the gods, four major cults emerged in the mortal world: Tongtian Sect, Demon Sect, Chan Jiao, and Jie Jiao. Among them, Tongtian Sect was the main one, Demon Sect was the most respected, and Chan Jiao Jie Jiao was the most respected.

Working as a tiger, he has caused harm to the mortal world for thousands of years and provoked countless battles. He has been regarded as a thorn in the side and a thorn in the flesh by the righteous people of the mortal world.

If the four major cults hadn't had a complicated population, each one was weirdly powerful, and extremely secretive, they would have wiped out all this harmful insect. Now, because the four major cults are too cautious, they can only appear as many as they want to kill.

How much.

In the past thousand years, perhaps due to the strong suppression of the Righteous Dao, the four major cults have become more obedient and rarely provoke any major wars.

"I have been following you for half a year and have failed to kill you several times. Now, it is finally coming to an end." Mizuzekong's eyes turned cold and he said coldly, "On the 11th, set up the formation and close the net!"

Jun Shiyi understood, took out a long sword and made exactly the same movements as Shui Zekong, and at the same time he began to chant a mantra.

"No, we've fallen into a trap. Get out!" Those people realized something was wrong and quickly ran away.

But no matter how they got into the urn, how could Shuizekong allow them to escape again so easily?

Dozens of flaming golden lights immediately appeared in all directions, trapping all the members of the Chan Cult inside.

Everyone looked at each other in shock, nodded at the same time, took out their weapons, and began to hit the golden light that surrounded them.

But no matter how hard they hit, the golden light only cracked the cracks and never broke.

The leading man turned pale, spat, and cursed in a low voice: "If I hadn't been chased and killed by you several times, which severely damaged our vitality, how could we have ended up in such an embarrassing state in the hands of you brats?

?”

"It's time to watch enough dramas, Mr. Qian Shan, why don't you show up and help me out?" Mizuze Kong formed a seal with his hands, created a formation, and spoke loudly.

Lord Zhuan Shan? Could it be possible?

Luo Ge looked up, and when he saw Su Ziyu and Yun Ruoyi coming with swords, the redness in his eyes instantly faded.

Three people who have attained the Great Perfection of the Ninth Level of the Golden Core are more than enough to deal with such a few Chanjiao believers who are wavering in the realm of the Golden Core and Foundation Establishment.

Su Ziyu and Yun Ruoyi looked at each other and stood on either side of the water in a tacit understanding, forming a four-legged stance. The four of them cast spells together and chanted incantations.

"The sky is mighty and righteous! The Supreme Lord is as urgent as the law! Get rid of him!"

Shui Zekong shouted loudly, and the believers who were like caged birds were immediately enveloped in flames and golden light. After screaming, they were turned into ashes in just a moment.

The four of them finished their exercises, exhaled a breath of thick air, looked at each other, and suddenly laughed loudly.

"Eleven, go tell me that I have gotten rid of these bastards and ask him to fulfill his promise. Don't push me to get married before I lose my crown." Shui Zekong put away the Chongli Sword and looked at Jun Shi

One, said happily.

Jun Shi was about to agree, but when he saw him moving his eyes, pursed his lips and said nothing, he looked strange.

Shui Zekong looked back, looking past Luo Ge and the others, and landed directly on the man in blue in mid-air.

Everyone looked around and saw a handsome man in blue, who was very similar to Mizuze Sora, standing in mid-air with a sword, holding his hands behind his hands and looking down. In other words, he was looking at Mizuze Sora.

"Dad?" Shuizekong was stunned, "Why are you here?" Shouldn't this old man be in charge of affairs in the clan?

In this way, the identity of the middle-aged man was revealed.

He is the contemporary patriarch of the Shui Clan, Shui Yun'an, whose courtesy name is Changde and whose nickname is Zhong Yunjun. It is said that he was a handsome man who was famous all over the world, but was the dream of countless girls in his boudoir.

"Now that the year has passed, he is still so handsome and steady." Luo Tian sighed lowly, "Time is really forgiving to him. He is already thirty-five, but he only has two.

Early fifteen or sixteen."

"Let's see if my son can scratch Bei." Shui Yun An landed on the ground, looked at the remnants of the magic circle, and smiled slightly, "It seems that you have never let your father down. In the past six months, in order to avoid the marriage, you have indeed

A great effort was made.”

Mizuze Sora: "..."

Luo Tian pursed his lips and wanted to smile, but held it back.

Luo Ge curled his lips, and Xuanyuan Yunjing looked at Shui Zekong without saying anything.

Su Ziyu and Yun Ruoyi looked at each other and wanted to leave quietly, but unexpectedly, Shui Yunan called them out of the exit.

"Two worthy nephews, thank you for looking at my son Wuhen." Shui Yun'an bowed his head slightly and said in a loud voice, "I heard that when autumn enters July, it will be the day of your wedding, right?"

"Uncle Huishui, that's right." Su Ziyu was stunned, and immediately understood what Shui Yun'an meant, he quickly bowed his head and said, neither humble nor overbearing, "By then, Yunhui will invite guests from all over the world, and by the way, the invitations will be sent to your residence, Jing
Chapter completed!