Chapter 2205: Ten days

"Haha, I didn't expect you to be here too!"
The ancestors of the eternal ancestors sneered at the Ouyang Ke enemy, and then looked at the black scorpion. "The ancestor, this kid is letting my identity leak!"
The black scorpion did not pay attention to the ancestors, but looked at the glaze, a faint saying: "Who is the lord of the sacred valley, who is in the hands of death?"
Yucang Valley?
裘 Mo Xian heart a cold breath, the rumor is really true, but he did not expect that the Guardian Valley Guzhu is actually related to the black scorpion devil, so the background, no wonder there have been several sacred monks said To thoroughly investigate the background of the Imperial Beast Valley, but disappeared silently...
"It’s over, it’s not the time to come today, why am I so unlucky..."
Mo Moxian was crying and sorrowful. He wanted to leave, but the black scorpion did not speak. He couldn’t even move a finger. The monk in the fit period could just pinch him like the existence of Yuan Ying!
"Looks like it, the Imperial Beast Valley really colludes with the Dream Road. Is the predecessor revenge for the Beast Valley?"
The glazed fairy looks dignified.
"When the ancestors died to the stars of the sky, they walked with the devil's head. It was the same smell. Shibo is not here at the moment. I am afraid it is a little dangerous today."
Ouyang Ke’s enemies secretly thought that he did not understand the black scorpion devil, nor did he know that the black scorpion demon was a fit-time monk, otherwise he would have shivered with the courage of Ouyang Ke’s enemy.
"For the Beast Valley? Oh, the area of ​​the Beast Valley, how worthy of my own shot, but you should not know, the Beast Valley owner, is my ninth son?"
The black smirk smirked, and the gods continually swayed at the Liuli Mountain Villa, but did not find any strange places. Except for the two Yuan Ying period monks, there was no third yuan or more.
"hiss……"
Everyone sucked a sigh of relief, and looked at the black scorpion demon in disbelief. The lord of the sacred valley was actually the son of one of the seventy-two devils of the dream road.
"Let's say, where is the monk who killed my son, I spare you not to die."
The black scorpion smiled at the glass.
"How can the count be counted when the devil says it?"
The corner of the glass mouth rose slightly, and the eyes showed a decisive color.
"If you don't say, this place, including those mortals, will die. You should consider answering me again."
Black smirked.
In the eyes of Mo Moxian, there was a hint of hesitation. Finally, he bit his teeth and stepped forward. "The black scorpion predecessor, the monk who killed the sacred valley, is named Bei Xuan. At this moment, it is really not in the Liuli Mountain Villa, but the predecessors can Waiting, the glass fairy said, he will come back later."
Liu Li and Ouyang Ke enemy and others looked at Mo's eyes, and suddenly there was a bit of disdain. What kind of is the right person, even worse than them?
"Oh? Going out?"
Black smirked, "I will wait here."
Liuli has been preparing to crush the jade in his hand. Hearing the words of black scorpion, he is slightly relieved, and the other party seems not to kill them for the time being.
"Predecessors, in the next is the right gatekeeper, has nothing to do with this matter, I wonder if I can leave first?"
Mo Moxian smiled.
"Even today, even an ant, without my permission, is not allowed to leave this place."
The black scorpion devil smiled.
Mo Moxian heard the words, his look changed slightly, his eyes flashed a hint of fear, and he shut up.
"Old ancestors, this son and I hate hate, can you kill first?"
The eternal ancestors pointed to the enemy of Ouyangke.
"Leave a sigh of relief."
The black scorpion devil laughed.
The eternal ancestors heard the words, and suddenly they showed a sneer in their eyes. They walked toward the Ouyangke enemy. Although the ancestors did not allow him to kill the Ouyang enemies, there are countless means for the ancestors to make the other party die.
"You don't mess!"
Ouyang Ke’s eyes showed a hint of horror.
"and many more!"
Liu suddenly stepped forward and stopped in front of Ouyang Keqin. His eyes looked dark. "Bei Xuan’s predecessor is unfathomable. This person is his teacher. If you hurt him, you will never turn. There is still room for two thoughts."
"Hey! That guy is stronger, can pass my ancestors strong? My ancestors are the early monks of the Tang Dynasty! On this day, there are few rivals in the comet!" The ancestors of the dead screamed, regardless of the Ouyang When the enemy walks, the glass sees the shape, and the palm is gently applied. If the Ouyangke enemy is taken away by the other party, I am afraid that the roots will be destroyed. When it is dead, it is no different, she is ready to crush the jade. When you fight, the is gently
Hand: "Alright, I want to see what the character of the North Xuan predecessor is in your mouth."
"Old ancestors..."
The ancestors died.
"Only waiting for ten days, if he does not come back within ten days, everyone here will be buried with my son."
The black man snorted and walked straight into the hall of the Liuli Villa.
"Let you live for another ten days!"
The ancestors of the ancestors smashed the eyes of Ouyang Ke, and they chased them toward the black scorpion.
"The glass fairy, the old man is tired of being hurt by you today..."
Mo Moxian looked at the glass and sighed.
"When you are old, no one asks you to come to my glass house, it is your own."
The glass fairy snorted and turned away. The female disciple of the Liuli Mountain Villa also looked at the eyes of Mo Moxian with a trace of disdain. After they left, there was only one person left alone. He sighed and sat down cross-legged. Can't escape, fight and beat, just wait here for ten days,
When the time is dead or alive, the situation is clear.
.........
"Bei Xuan's predecessor, more than! Go back a thousand miles, hey, it seems to be here..."
Duoer firmly grasped Ning Qi's arm, and her hair was cocked by the wind. Ningqi was too fast. She had to walk for ten years. Ningqi had finished in less than ten days.
"Are you sure here?"
Ning Qi’s eyes were swept away. Apart from a few small villages, there was no one to smoke here. Even the monsters could not see a few heads, and there was no cave in the mouth of Duo...
It belongs to the corner of the wilderness. It is very desolate. Because there is no spiritual resources, the average monk is not willing to live here. There are only three or five sects. The strongest in the sect is The Golden Dan monk.
"Well……"
Duo looked down for a while, then nodded excitedly. "It's here, this is Zhaojiacun!"
"Let's go on."
Ning Qi smiled and took Duo to the door of Zhaojia Village. There were several old women chatting at the entrance to the village. Suddenly they found the two coming, and the face suddenly showed a shocking color.
"Imperial! It is a fairy!"
"No, it is a monk!"
"Little flowers, are you a small flower?" Duo suddenly looked at the oldest woman who was delighted.