"Don't run away!" At this time, a voice came from outside the door.
Oh, my God, that aymi has arrived.
"Are you ximenyu, the master of the dilapidated imperial gate
At this time, a man came and stopped ximenyu's way.
"Who are you?" Simon Yu asked in horror.
"Hum, I'm a tired person. Ximenyu, you are arrogant. You think that relying on a northern cold palace, you dare to bully the super ability college."
"You are indeed the immortal of the super ability college."
"Ha ha ha ha!" Aymi laughs with horror. Ximen Yu doesn't know that they are magic practitioners.
In fact, no matter who cultivates immortals or cultivators of demons, there is no difference in appearance.
Only when the final, successful training to the highest level, that is, after nine times of thunder, will soar. The immortal cultivator flies into the fairyland, the demon cultivator enters the demon world, and the demon cultivator enters the demon world. That's all. Of course, now it is too far away to reach the thunder disaster. There is no one on earth who has ever become an immortal. Ximen Yu has not even started the first step of cultivating immortals.
"Ximenyu, go and die." Aymi said maliciously that the mendists were more cruel and merciless.
At this time, Wan Jun's voice sounded in the ring.
"Master Wanjun, you finally wake up. What should I do? An immortal cultivator wants to kill me."
Wan Jun said: "it should be like mending the devil. I didn't expect that this small earth could still repair the magic way." Wanjun was a little surprised. Even in the third era of her life, she seldom saw the cultivation of demons.
"Master Wanjun, what should I do?"
"Run away. There's no way. I'm just a broken soul. I may be able to save you. However, I will help you break through his shackles to you, and then you will take your boat, the speed should be very fast, he can not catch up. Then you immediately go to the Yanhuang people, do not go to the north cold palace, because the journey is too far, too late. The Yanhuang people are monks of the right way, and they will naturally clean up this evil way. "
Wanjun immediately used her strength to break through the shackles of aymi.
"Whew!" Ximenyu's round boat flies up in an instant.
"Ah Aymi was shocked and wanted to escape. There was no way.
I don't know what he has to do with his body, which is very fast, or Ximen Yu's round boat is still attacked by him, and the speed is greatly reduced.
It should be that the speed of the round boat has been greatly reduced.
"No, the boat is so slow." Ximen Yu felt that the boat was pulling something heavy, and the speed of its flight was reduced by many times.
"You don't want to run away! I come to kill you myself. If I let you escape, I have no face to go back. You can't escape. " He was not called by Ayumi.
"Master Wanjun!" Ximenyu yelled.
Unfortunately, Wanjun did not respond.
"Shit, I'm asleep."
Yes, Wanjun's soul was very weak. The first time she helped ximenyu to be chased by mingtianjing, controlled the Kunpeng bird and slept for more than a year. The second time was to help Ximen Yu integrate into the incomplete soul of millions of practitioners, and to be loyal to Ximen Yu, he fell asleep again. Now it is not easy to wake up and help Ximen Yu break through the shackles of aymi.
In a word, Wanjun always seems to be sleeping because she helps Ximen Yu. Ximen Yu owes her.
Ximenyu can only escape by himself, and the destination is Yanhuang nationality.
Aymi in the back kept chasing, but it seemed that aymi didn't know ximenyu was going to Yanhuang nationality. He was not familiar with the terrain of China.
"Ha ha ha ha, you're dead, son of a bitch. Although you have a runaway boat, it can't save you. My consciousness has locked you in, even if you can't escape from the ends of the earth. What's more, your boat is still being pulled by my consciousness and will soon disintegrate. You have only one dead end Ximenyu heard the voice of aymi in his ear.
With naked eyes, ximenyu didn't know where aymi was in the rear. He probably chased after him four or five kilometers behind. But his consciousness actually locked in the boat, so he casually passed the message to Ximen Yu.
Ximenyu was frightened. The energy of the immortal cultivator was so strong that he could not get rid of it no matter where he flew.
However, ximenyu only hopes to stick to the Yanhuang nationality.
Although the Yanhuang people are not ximenyu's, and the immortal practitioners of Yanhuang nationality don't like ximenyu, they are the monks of the right way after all. There is only one way to die when aymi is a demon.
Soon, ximenyu came to Yanhuang nationality, and had seen it from afar.
"Ha ha! It's saved! " Ximenyu's heart is loose.
"Whew!" Ximenyu rushed into the mountain of Yanhuang nationality.
"Who is it?" It seems that some practitioners of Yanhuang nationality have sensed something.
"It's me. I'm ximenyu, the head of the imperial gate. I'm being chased and killed by the mendists in abbido prison in the United States for protection."
"Ximenyu, the master of Huangmen gate?"
"Yes, I have no time to go to Beihan temple. I can only come here to disturb me.""The devil way?"
At this time, the strongest Yanhuang immortal cultivator said: "we all shield the breath, do not let the other party find out, I would like to see what kind of mender is."
"Good!"
The three immortal cultivators of Yanhuang nationality did not manage ximenyu, so they were dedicated to deal with the demon cultivators.
But the aymi in the rear didn't feel anything. After all, he was just a low-level immortal cultivator.
"Ximenyu, why didn't you escape?" From ximenyu's ear came the message of aymi.
Aymi sensed that ximenyu did not escape again, but did not feel the existence of three immortals.
Almost a few minutes later, aymi blinked.
"How dare you come to our eastern land." Three Yanhuang immortal practitioners rushed up and surrounded aymi.
"Ah Aimi was shocked and asked, "where is this?"
"Hum, this is the place of Yanhuang nationality."
"Yanhuang nationality!" Aymi was even more surprised. Naturally, he had heard of the reputation of Yanhuang nationality. There were about 50 or 60 secret ancient ethnic tribes in the world, and the cultivators of Yanhuang.
Perhaps in the case of Huayu and cangyue, there are not many, but on earth, they are very many.
"Despicable son of a bitch." Aymi glared at ximenyu and led him to Yanhuang nationality.
Ximenyu laughed: "ha ha, devil way, you die. Today, the immortal practitioners of Yanhuang nationality will destroy your magic barrier."
"Hum! Three Taoist friends of Yanhuang nationality, I have no injustice or hatred with you
"Don't try to leave when you come."
"Wait a minute. I have one more thing to say." Said aymi.
"Say, leave a last word."
"Whew!" At this time, a blood dance flew out of aymi, and aymi disappeared as a blood dance.
"Ah, he's lost his self cultivation! We were cheated and thought he had something to say Three practitioners of Yanhuang nationality were surprised.
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