The three of them, all young children, led by the one who has built a foundation and has a solid foundation.

The latter two are just the younger brothers who are only refining gas.

When they knocked on the door, Nanyue slightly frowned, then raised his left hand, quickly drew a Taoist symbol and pushed it towards the gate.

The next moment, the sound of knocking on the door disappeared, and the disturbing breath disappeared.

Sheng Jingheng saw this, and a smile flashed at the bottom of his eyes. Then he condensed his Qi and gathered his spirit. He strengthened the talisman by casting a spell.

"Ignore them. Let's eat." South Vietnam smiled and continued to eat with its head down.

Just when the three men came to the mountain, she listened to their conversation.

Knowing that they are too one, the leader should still be a legitimate child.

It's probably what I heard, and I'm not convinced that the di family attaches so much importance to her, so I want to see it.

After all, this is their territory. When Nanyue and Sheng Jingheng came, they did not visit the sect leader. They also occupied a great spiritual pulse.

These three people are destined to disturb their two meals.

Naturally, South Vietnam will not spend energy and spirit to entangle with it, and will directly shut it out.

Two people can't hear the sound outside, and three people outside can't hear the sound inside anymore.

Fang Huaisheng watched his younger martial brother knock on the door for a long time. Not only did no one want to open the door, but it was quiet inside, as if there was no one.

I realized that the people inside made a boundary.

He couldn't help sneering: "it seems that he is really a capable man."

His two younger martial brothers trembled subconsciously when they heard the speech, knowing that he was angry.

Fang Huaisheng is young and energetic. He is the fastest among the young disciples. He is spoiled by the sect leader. Naturally, he has never paid much attention to many people.

I'm just here to see the distinguished guest invited by the di family.

No one ever wants to knock on the door. It seems that he has cast some magic. He can't hear a sound at all.

"Elder martial brother, why don't you go and tell the sect leader? The people invited by the di family are so ignorant of etiquette that they naturally want to settle accounts with the di family. "

The younger martial brother who knocked on the door was clever and immediately persuaded him.

"No, it's a waste of time." As Fang Huaisheng said this, he stepped forward, put his hand on the door and felt the enchantment method behind the door.

Then he smiled, "that's all. Look at me."

He took back his hand and turned out a UFO like magic weapon out of thin air. Then he took a few steps back and signaled the two younger martial brothers to get out of the way.

Finally, he held the law in one hand and threw the magic weapon at the gate of the courtyard.

One moment ago, Fang Huaisheng was still wearing a confident smile. The next moment, he was heavily lifted by the rebound force brought by the magic weapon and the barrier impact. He retreated more than ten meters and nearly fell directly to the top of the mountain.

His two younger martial brothers' cultivation was not as good as him. They screamed and crashed into the nearby pear tree. With a heavy bullet, they fell on the ground and fainted.

Fang Huaisheng barely stood still and covered his chest with his hands. He felt a smell of fishy sweetness surging from his throat, stuck in the middle, and felt uncomfortable.

Just when he was thinking whether to slap himself directly and force the blood stuck in his throat, a broad palm gently stroked his back.

Then Fang Huaisheng gave a "wow" and vomited a big mouthful of black blood.

The blood is black, which means that he has suffered a serious internal injury and may damage his cultivation.

Thinking of this, Fang Huaisheng's face was strangely ugly, and then looked at the Taoist priest who came silently.

"Grandpa, you must give me this breath!"