it is located in a mountain range on the border between taotang and leiwu.

On a huge peak, a place of practice has been opened up.

The three gods of the middle level of Tianyuan realm are staying here.

They are yangmeina, yangqingfang and yangmoxue.

Yang Meina and Yang Qingfang are still in a state of incompatibility. They almost have to have a competition every day.

Yang Mo snow at the beginning will persuade a frame, behind also simply regardless of her two people.

Therefore, on this open space, countless Qi forces will erupt every day, almost flattening the top of the giant peak.

On this day, Yang Meina and Yang Qingfang began their daily bickering.

But Yang Moxue, who is meditating, is looking at the golden light coming from the mountain.

Yang Meina and Yang Qingfang also stopped and frowned.

When the golden light reaches the peak, the three people have stood ready to welcome the golden light.

"Dong!"

The golden light dispersed and two figures emerged.

"Groundnut!"

Yang Meina is full of excitement, looking at the bound Yang luokui.

With a wave of his hand, he scattered the golden light easily and restored the freedom of the sunflower.

Yang luokui is also a face of surprise, surprise way: "master, how are you here?"

"Er, there are adults Mo Xue and Qingfang..."

Yang Qingfang snorted coldly, not giving Yang luokui a good face.

To the Yang Mo snow is to Yang luokui slightly nodded, but the attention is on the golden Emissary: "how did you come back alone, other people?"

The leader of golden light used the secret method and forbidden method one after another. At this time, his body had already run out of oil and the lamp was dry.

His body shape, eyes and magic light gradually dissipated, and he collapsed to the ground. His mouth vomited weakly: "someone is following me..."

then he closed his eyes, his body temperature dissipated, and he was completely turned into a corpse.

Several people were startled, unexpectedly someone can follow behind the golden light emissary who used the golden light magic formula. Who is it?!

"Shua --"

a purple awn fell from the sky. When the people were not ready, they came directly to them and grabbed the sunflower.

The purple light escapes in the distance, reveals the birth form.

Yang luokui saw the face of the man, not from surprise: "Uncle Mao!"

He was dressed in purple, with crane hair and childish face. He carried a thin sword in his hand. He was the chief manager of Zixing Palace - Uncle Mao!

"Who are you? Why kill the golden emissary of cangri cult?! Now you are robbing my holy daughter of cangri sect. Please give us an explanation

Yang Moxue stares at Uncle Mao coldly. She doesn't pay attention to him, because he is only the cultivation of the first level of Tianyuan realm, and there are three middle levels of Tianyuan realm.

Uncle Mao shook his sword and said, "I am Li Mao, the chief manager of Xuantang.

According to my Lord's order, take good care of Miss Yang's safety.

You, the friars of cangri cult, broke into Xuantang palace and hurt me. You should give us an explanation of Xuantang! "

"Presumptuous! A eunuch head of xiaoxiaguo, how can you speak

Yang Qingfang's face turned blue, and a sneer rose from the corner of her mouth: "holy lady Mo Xue, do you think I'm right? People protect the dead girl Yang luokui so well, can't you explain some problems?"

Yang Meina's brow is also tightly frowned, the present situation, makes her some unable to start.

But Yang luokui stood up and said, "ladies, please allow me to repeat the situation of that day, and then you can make a decision?"