Tang Cheng clapped his hands in disgust, as if he had messed with something dirty in his hand. This contemptuous attitude was called Wutian, Bai Xiang and others became more and more angry.

He snorted coldly, and Wutian said in a deep voice: "I heard that the scenery of Kunlun Mountain is wonderful, vast and desolate, and there is also a unique beauty. If you have time in the future, we will visit you!"

Tang Cheng opened his arms slightly exaggeratedly and laughed: "The desert wind and sand, melodious barks, should be in line with your taste! Unfortunately, we are not at home and cannot entertain guests!"

Wutian was stunned by this statement, not understanding what Tang Cheng meant in and out of words!

After the conversation changed, Tang Chengfu smiled again, "It's because all such heroes came from Beiju Luzhou. We are very curious and are preparing to go on a tour. If there is no guidance from the owner, I will be a little sorry for any flowers and plants that have been broken! I wonder what Your Excellency Wutian thinks?"

Wutian's face turned cold, and he retreated with his back and turned away.

Looking at the enemy who was slipping away like a rabbit caught in an arrow, Tang Cheng pressed his murderous intent, and turned around and walked towards Mingye and others. But what was waiting for him was not a heroic cheer. The old Taoist first slapped him and cursed: "Boy, I don't cherish my life, who else do you point to to care!"

Tang Cheng shrank his neck and laughed, "Don't worry, Master, you are so close to you. Will you not save me when you see me? Besides, I won't really fight them all alone. Am I that stupid?"

The old Taoist hummed a few words and said, "You are not very smart." As he said that, the old Taoist looked at Ming Ye Zhenren and the other three. Seeing that they were not in high spirits, he asked puzzledly: "Xiao Ye, why do you look sad? It is Wang Jiusi who can't laugh!"

Zhenren Mingye smiled bitterly and said, "Senior Brother, the three of us had just fought head-on with Wutian, and they were no match for the joint efforts! After hundreds of years of cultivation, they could not resist a monster. Do you think, can we be happy?"

The old Taoist curled his lips and said, "I think what a big deal is it? I'm not the opponent of that guy, and it's not surprising that you lost. No wonder the Landa Temple was fucked down. This guy has two tricks, so he's not a false reputation!"

"We are not competing in martial arts. If one person can't win, just two will go up; if two cannot do it, just four will go up. I don't believe that our billions of races cannot win a mere Demon King Wuyao!"

Although the old Taoist spoke with full confidence, no matter how he listened, he could hear a sense of guilt and timidity. Obviously, in the old Taoist's heart, there was also his own knot.

After saying that, seeing Mingyue still feeling lost, the old Taoist was helpless. Compared with other cultivators, the sword cultivator's mind was particularly fragile. If he could not get into the shadow of Wuyuan, it would be very unfavorable to Mingyue's growth. Especially Mingyue's competitive spirit is extremely strong, which is more severe than others' blows.

However, the most urgent task at the moment is not to comfort Mingyue, and others can't help with Mingyue's affairs. The important thing is to reach an agreement with Lou Guandao as soon as possible, meet Wang Jiusi and others, go to Longmen Grottoes, call the bald heads of the Pure Land Sect, join the soldiers, and then divide the victory and defeat with the opponent.

Wang Jiusi and the other two were busy saving the disciples of the sect. Shuramen's bloody methods caused heavy losses to Lou Guandao. The 1,800 disciples who survived the disaster last time were now intact, and the ten thousand years of sect was in a desolate state.

Zhongnan Mountain is famous for its beauty and beautiful scenery, which makes people look at the common people. But now, looking down from the sky, the peaks collapsed and gravel was mixed with gravel, and there was no beauty at all.

All the broken corpses were covered up without a trace. This was all the contribution of Tang Cheng. The destruction was thorough, and there were few magics that could be compared with the Shenxiao Five Elements Heavenly Tribulation Sword.

This made the people of Lou Guandao look at Tang Cheng quite resentful and mixed love and hate. Tang Cheng himself didn't care much. He didn't have much favor to Lou Guandao, and he took a small revenge and felt at ease.

Deep down in his heart, he was worried that the other party would not want to join their alliance, so he took the lead in completely destroying Lou Guandao's foundation, which was also a waste of money!

As Tang Cheng expected, Wang Jiu did not want to agree to the proposal of Mingye Zhenren. Compared with Kunwu Jianzhai, who did not suffer any losses, the hatred between Lou Guandao and the Shura tribe was deeper.

He Changying was responsible for arranging the remaining disciples of Lou Guandao. The three hundred disciples were hiding in different places. They were never allowed to stay in Zhongnan Mountain, and hundreds of people were not allowed to stay in one place.

This little thing should not be too simple for He Changying. This battle was a battle for Lou Guandao to destroy and rebirth. Lou Guandao without other distractions was only one thought left - revenge.

After revenge, it is Nirvana and rebirth.

This time, Tang Cheng killed the Wolf King Xiaotian in front of the Demon Emperor Wutian. His arrogance and wantonness made He Changying extremely envious. Deep in his heart, he also had a hint of fear.

Because he finally recognized Tang Cheng. Eleven years ago, the two met for the first time, and in the battle of the Chang'an City's hairpin, he easily defeated Tang Cheng, but was easily taken away by Tang Cheng and escaped.

At that time, Tang Cheng was just a cultivator in the Qi training stage, and he was already a high-ranking Yuandan stage monk. But this time, Tang Cheng came like a savior, turning the tide down; he killed people in public and showed his strength before ten thousand men. In comparison, He Changying was as inconspicuous as a cockroach in the corner of a thatched house.

This is the intoxication of fate.

Looking at Tang Cheng's back as he was leaving, He Changying's unwillingness and ambition grew like wild grass. However, he could never understand how far he was from Tang Cheng.

After the war, Wang Jiusi regained the position of the head of the Taoist sect of Lou Guandao. This is no longer glory, but responsibility. On the giant tree divine boat of Pengxuan Sanren, looking at the changing white clouds outside, Wang Jiusi sighed and said to Mingye Zhenren: "If we had done this policy earlier, Lou Guandao would not have suffered this disaster. It is an unpredictable fate, and it will always be unpredictable."

Ming Ye Zhenren explained: "The hero's determination to cut off his arm is not until the crisis is at the critical moment. If the demon clan had not been too ruthless in forcing him, we knew that this strategy was feasible, but I am afraid that no one would agree!"

Ming Ye Zhenren told the truth, but the truth is so cruel. If it weren’t for the destruction of the True Dao that sounded the alarm, Jianzhai and Lou Guandao would still be just a mediocre person. They would never agree with the act of burning their boats!

"It's a pity that my disciples are very good!" After a long time, Wang Jiusi sighed softly and made a footnote to the tragic battle just now.

On the giant tree divine boat, Bai Shi and others felt a little embarrassed. In the past, they always had a psychological advantage when facing the disciples of Jianzhai. First, it was because the history of Louguan Taoism was long and much longer than that of Jianzhai. Second, there were many Taoists in Louguan, which were dozens of times more powerful than Jianzhai.

However, today, they have restrained their past pride. When talking, Shiraishi and others always feel very discord, as if something is missing.

Soon, they realized that they were not lacking something, but lacking confidence. If it weren't for Jianzhai's rescue, they would have all the food in the mouths of others. This is completely different from their previous attitude of being arrogant. If they cannot adjust their own mentality, they will be even more uncomfortable.

Zhongnan Mountain is thousands of miles away from Luoyang, which takes three months to travel for the horse, but for the giant tree and divine boat, three days later, they have arrived over Luoyang.

Looking from a high altitude, Luoyang was surrounded by three rivers like jade belts, and the war did not affect this beautiful city. However, Tangcheng and the others did not come here to visit.

He urged the Shenzhou to sweep across the Luoshui and go straight into the depths of the Longmen Grottoes. If they followed the normal visiting procedures, they should have landed in the Shenzhou and slowly headed to the depths of the Longmen to show their politeness.

But now, no one has this leisure and elegance.

The magnificent mountain gate was surrounded by clouds and the Pure Land Sect was hidden in a peaceful atmosphere, which made Wang Jiusi and others even more unhappy. Their own sect had become ruins, but here was nothing.

"Lou Guan Dao Wang Jiusi!"

"Jianzhai Mingye!"

"Please see Master Tanluan!"

The two of them spoke calmly without waiting for the Pure Land Sect to report, and sent the voice directly into the depths of the thick fog. The monk who knew that the visitor was so rude, actually drove the magic weapon directly in front of the mountain gate. However, as soon as Mingye and the others reported their names, the man's legs became weak and almost fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!