Fantasy: It’s just a diary. Senior sister, why are you blushing?

Chapter 115

"Little friend, please give the old man a face."

"My greedy apprentice, let the old immortal teach a lesson!!"

Just when Zhou Xuan was about to give Yang Qingfeng a fatal blow, a sound of the avenue suddenly sounded in his ears.

Immediately, Zhou Xuan only felt that his ears were roaring, and his whole body seemed to be drained.

And he himself was also frozen in mid-air.

After hearing this old voice, Zhou Xuan secretly screamed in his heart that it was not good, and in his mind, he couldn't help but think of a person's name - the old ghost of Dry Mountain!

One of the three old fellows who have been sitting so far, and this person is not only Yang Qingfeng's backer, but also his inheritance mentor.

The reason why Yang Qingfeng has such a high status in Si Wuye, in addition to his incomparable talent, this old ghost of dry mountain is one of the major reasons.

Si Wuye is no better than other sects, in Si Wuya, each ancestor will cultivate his own strength in order to seek immortality in his vein.

It is not so much a sect as Si Wuye is a guild formed by major factions.

And under the old ghost seat of Dry Mountain, there is a more terrifying existence than Yang Qingfeng, and the reason why Yang Qingfeng can get the attention of the old ghost of Dry Mountain.

In addition to the teacher-inheritance relationship, Yang Qingfeng is young and young enough in the Dao Battle.

Therefore, the old ghost of Dry Mountain has always cultivated Yang Qingfeng as a heir.

After spending so much effort on him, he naturally wouldn't watch Yang Qingfeng fall.

Of course, in the original work, when Yang Qingfeng fell, the old ghost of Dry Mountain did not appear, and this time, Zhou Xuan did not expect that this old guy would intervene horizontally.

The figure is condensed, but Zhou Xuan does not have any panic, and if he can do it in the Bronze Immortal Hall, Zhou Xuan has already thought about many problems.

Among them, the old ghost of the dry mountain was taken into account by Zhou Xuan.

Today, let alone the old ghost of the dry mountain, even if a great emperor appeared here, Zhou Xuan would have to kill Yang Qingfeng here.

"Dry mountain senior, your face, the junior may not be able to sell it."

"Me and Yang Qingfeng, only one can get out of here alive."

"Obviously, the person who will be completely left today is Yang Qingfeng."

Zhou Xuan smiled slightly, even if it was suppressed by the might of the old ghost of the dry mountain, but the Eight Desolate Ding still roared.

The things that the great emperor and the powerhouse are excited about naturally have their power.

However, after hearing Zhou Xuan's words, the old ghost of Dry Mountain sighed in the air, and immediately said slowly:

"Little friend, let me go, this traitor, it can be regarded as an old immortal who owes you a favor."

"Since you know the identity of the old immortal, then you should know that this favor of the old immortal cannot be exchanged for ten Yang Qingfeng."

The old ghost of Dry Mountain let out a long sigh and said slowly.

Indeed, the human favor of the old ghost of the dry mountain can indeed make many people's hearts move.

The promise of a powerful person in the Yin Realm is equivalent to having a hole card in the nine heavens and ten earths.

However, for this irresistible temptation, Zhou Xuan was unmoved.

With a cold snort, the qi of the eight wilderness in the eight wilderness was boiling like boiling water in a pot.

Although it was only a Dharma body projection, the old ghost of Dry Mountain was still a Yin Realm power that was infinitely close to the supreme realm after all.

After noticing the Eight Desolate Ding, the old ghost of Dry Mountain couldn't help but feel a little surprised, and inside, he actually felt a trace of heart palpitations.

You know, the old ghost of the dry mountain is a powerful Yin realm, and among the nine heavens and ten lands, it is difficult for an old guy to make him feel this way.

And the reason why the strong are strong is that they are thousand-year-old foxes, and this slightest awareness will become the reason for them to make a move.

Because they had reached the realm of their realm of understanding the Dao of Immortality, they no longer allowed anything that could threaten them.

Either submit or erase clean, there will definitely not be the slightest possibility of growth.

"Little friend, the old man has a small request, and I hope that the little friend will not refuse!"

Hearing this, Zhou Xuan did not relax his vigilance: "Senior, please say!"

"You can also want Yang Qingfeng's life, but the old immortal is more close to your little ding, can you use this little ding to observe for a few days, then the old immortal will definitely personally offer it."

Sure enough, as Zhou Xuan thought, such a character is already a thousand-year-old king and eighty thousand years old.

Even the slightest opportunity to improve his strength will not be missed.

A moment ago, he had to protect Yang Qingfeng, and at this moment, he was going to exchange Yang Qingfeng's head for the Eight Barrens.

Said to be observant, as soon as this thing fell into the hands of the old ghost of the dry mountain, it was definitely a meat bun beating a dog, and there was no return.

However, everything was in Zhou Xuan's expectation, and his expression relaxed a little, and Zhou Xuan said with a smile:

"Senior, junior heard that you found a beautiful lady five hundred years ago, even if the years passed, that beautiful lady is still ageless, and the water spirit is incomparable."

"I wonder if the senior can lend your beautiful lady to the younger generation to observe for a few nights, and when the time comes, I will also return it with both hands."

As soon as Zhou Xuan's words came out, he could clearly feel that the atmosphere of this bronze immortal hall suddenly increased a little.

And thousands of miles away, Si Wuya, within a cave in the sky, an old man who was as dry as a dry firewood showed a trace of anger on his face.

Nima, that is Lao Tzu's wife, give you a few days of observation, isn't that just giving you a few days of sleep.

If the strength of the two of us is indistinguishable, it is good to say, I will give you people, and you will give me eight wilderness.

However, they had an insurmountable gap before, when a fledgling junior could negotiate terms with a senior.

"Little friend, you are too arrogant!"

The old ghost of the dry mountain snorted coldly, and the killing intent surged throughout his body.

However, Zhou Xuan replied directly:

"I'm sorry, I'm crazy!"

"Don't pretend to be a ghost, it's just a projection of the Dharma body, not to mention that this is the Bronze Immortal Temple, you can't help me at all."

After speaking, Zhou Xuan's aura surged around his body, and it seemed that he would break free from that invisible shackle at any time.

"Sure enough, at a young age, he was already sophisticated."

"Yang Qingfeng can be planted in your hands, it seems that he does not complain at all."

"However, even if I lose thirty years of Dao practice, I will protect this apprentice of mine, by the way, obliterate you!"

"Great Wilderness, Prisoner Heavenly Finger!"

"One finger prisoner heaven and earth!!"

Just as the old ghost of the dry mountain was still talking, above the bronze immortal hall, a finger slammed down.

Those two fingers seem to cover the heavens and the earth, imprisoning all lives!

The desolate aura quickly swept the audience, and everything living withered and withered in an instant.

Together with Yang Qingfeng, it also turned into powder in that huge energy.

One move, in front of the old ghost of the dry mountain, Zhou Xuan only used one move to wipe Yang Qingfeng here.

"Boy, you're looking for your own death!"

After seeing Zhou Xuan kill Yang Qingfeng in front of himself, the old ghost of Dry Mountain was instantly furious.

An extremely rich aura of death, which could be said to have never been experienced before, enveloped Zhou Xuan's whole body.

And Zhou Xuan, at this time, was also short of breath, his face was pale, and the fatal move just now had completely exceeded Zhou Xuan's physical load.

Now what awaits him seems to be death.

Above the dome of the sky, a large dry hand smashed down.

And when he was about to approach Zhou Xuan, the big hand suddenly stopped in the air.

And at this time, a majestic voice suddenly sounded in Zhou Xuan's ears:

"That waste has a master, and you also have a master!"

"I'm afraid of him!"