"Buzhou Mountain!"

What Lu Ya Daojun said made several people almost exclaim. Others came here to hunt for treasures, but this person actually wanted to collect Buzhou Mountain.

Yang Fanhai was so shocked that he couldn't speak. Let's not talk about the use of Buzhou Mountain. Such a large sacred mountain falls into the sea. No one is afraid that it is bigger than two Chinese Shenzhous, so how should I collect it?

Jiufeng looked at Lu Yadaojun and stuttered, "You...why are you collecting so many mud stones?"

"Milt and stone?" Lu Yadaojun was stunned and then laughed: "Everything in this world is transformed from Pangu's flesh and blood. On weekdays, the rare treasures that can be used to refine magic weapons or elixirs are derived from Pangu's body."

"Buzhou Mountain is transformed by Pangu's spine and can be regarded as the essence of the essence. Such things used to refine treasures must be unpredictable to gods and ghosts, and are extremely powerful. What do you think can do?"

"this……"

Yang Fanhai and others were speechless again. Although they thought this matter was incredible, what Lu Ya Daojun said was reasonable and not a silence.

"Then we..." Jiufeng glanced at the infinitely profound continent in front of him and swallowed: "How can we move this... away!"

"No, no hurry!" Lu Yadaojun waved his hand: "I have to wait a while! There are many treasures here, so why not follow them first and take a look!"

"Not bad, not bad!" Sun Jiuyang nodded repeatedly and said with a smile: "There are too many mosquitoes, so it's okay to get some other things." As soon as he finished speaking, he drove the feathers to fly forward.

"Don't go in too much, you have to withdraw later. If you don't have time, it will be troublesome."

Lu Ya Daojun reminded him, then waved his hand and a gray, like clouds, enveloped everyone, and then followed Sun Jiuyang.

Yang Fanhai touched the cloud-like thing with his hand. There was no abnormality, nor even a feeling, just like air. He couldn't help but ask, "Senior, what is this?"

"This is a method of invisibility that can prevent others from seeing us!" Lu Yadaojun explained: "Since you are here to hunt treasures, just follow me and fight and slap. I don't like walking, and I don't like digging tunnels. If someone sees us flying in the air, it will probably cause unnecessary trouble."

So that's it. Yang Fanhai suddenly realized and understood.

Other monks around either walk or jump forward, and few people fly. Moreover, even a few people flying in the air use treasures to help, and the large group of people are not afraid of others coveting each other when they are together.

As Lu Yadaojun said, flying in the air at will will always cause unnecessary trouble, even by relying on treasures.

Unlike other flying people gathered together, it was fearful that Sun Jiuyang, who was floating alone on his feathers, quickly attracted the attention of a large number of monks.

"Who is that person? There is a flying treasure!"

"It seems that I am not from a famous sect, and I can't feel the powerful aura."

"It doesn't look very good. It sounds slanderous. Could it be that this thing was stolen!"

“…”

Not to mention others, even Yang Fanhai could hear the discussions coming from all over the world. Inadvertently, he could even feel the hostility coming from all around him, all of which were directed at Sun Jiuyang.

"Senior, it seems something is wrong!" Yang Fanhai immediately whispered to Lu Ya Daojun.

Lu Yadaojun just laughed, shook his head slightly, and didn't say anything.

Jiufeng, who was standing beside him, snorted: "Don't worry, we are dead, and he will be fine."

"Dare to burn our witch tribe holy land ten thousand years ago and destroy Pangu statues. After experiencing the battle between the dragon and phoenix catastrophe and the lich, people who have been living to this day will never be able to kill him, in my opinion, even the saints cannot kill him!"

Lu Yadaojun smiled but said nothing, as if he had the same opinion, Yang Fanhai could only stop talking.

Sun Jiuyang moved forward on his feathers, and soon attracted the courageous and indiscreet people.

A strong man carrying a big axe in his hand rushed over. Judging from the breath, Taiyi Jinxian Realm rushed forward, and pointed at Sun Jiuyang with a big axe in his hand: "A few days ago, someone stole a piece of crane feathers and flying feathers in my house. One of them was unknown. It turned out that it was stolen by your pickled scoundrels. Come back quickly and spare your life."

It is difficult to fly under the barrier of Jiuzhou, and the cultivation world can only find another way, either refining flying treasures or taming flying monsters. However, flying treasures are extremely difficult to refine, and only some famous sects have the ability to do it. Even the Lingwei sword given to Chen Yuwei by Taoist Ling Wei in Yanzhou was not refined by her personally, but was left by the Jade Ding, the founder of Cuiwei Mountain.

As for taming monsters, although it is not as difficult as refining flying treasures, it is not something that ordinary people can do. This man has a monster as a mount and must be of extraordinary origin. Moreover, this man is also cunning, saying that the feathers were lost by his family, so as not to be famous.

However, before Sun Jiuyang answered, he saw someone rushing over, riding a bird. This man looked gentle and delicate, but his eyes were filled with a ruthless light, which was obviously not a good person. Judging from his breath, he was also at the great perfect realm of Taiyi Jinxian.

The visitor was holding a long sword in his hand, standing on the back of the mount with a very magnificent demeanor, looking at the strong man and smilingly said, "I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen you so shameless. It would be fine if your Zhu family tames monsters, but they dare to say that they can refine magic weapons. Even a mysterious weapon-level battle axe asks for help from my family. Can they refine flying magic weapons?"

After being slapped in the face in front of him, the strong man obviously couldn't hold back and his face darkened: "Luo Haomin, what do you mean?"

"Nothing interesting!" The immortal clan called Luo Haomin sneered: "If you want to grab it, grab it, don't be a ** and still want to set up a archway!"

He looked at Sun Jiuyang and said loudly: "What are you from? Explain clearly. If you have friendship, I will naturally not say anything so as not to hurt the harmony. If not, then I will be unable to blame me. I will blame myself for my own guilt!"

While speaking, a large number of monks followed him and stood behind Luo Haomin. There was no doubt that they were all his subordinates.

Yang Fanhai looked at Luo Haomin's mount, dazed. It was a white crane, which looked quite impressive. The reason why he attracted his attention was that from the white crane, he couldn't feel the aura of a monster, and he couldn't help but say, "This white crane... seems not a monster."

Daojun Lu Ya nodded: "Not bad, it's not a monster, but... the demon clan!"

"Demon Clan..."

Yang Fanhai was shocked and it would be fine to use monsters as mounts, but he actually used monsters as mounts. Luo Haomin's family was really domineering.

Lu Ya Daojun continued: "The enslaved demon clan is like black skin, and his body is imprisoned by someone's mysterious technique, and he can only maintain his original body. First, there was the great catastrophe of dragon and phoenix, and then the battle of lich. The will of heaven is like a knife. This knife cut down, and a race that has reached its peak, became a race that is enslaved."

"It is said that the witch clan bullies the demon clan in the past. Now it seems that the bullying of the immortal clan is even more serious!"

When the big black dog heard this, his eyes were a little wet, but he just lowered his head and did not respond.

There was a stalemate ahead, and more and more people were all monks with good backgrounds, and they all wanted to snatch them. Sun Jiuyang was very skilled and brave, and he didn't speak, just sat on his feathers and looked at him coldly.

"asshole!"

Suddenly someone cursed angrily, and saw a black light breaking through the air and killing directly in front of Luo Haomin.

Luo Haomin's face changed. He raised his hand and raised his sword, blocking the attack, but the black light still shattered a large piece of clothes.

The black light stopped, and saw a figure appearing again, covered in gray feathers, with an eagle eyes, an extraordinary breath, holding a long sword in his hand, it was clearly a demon clan.

"It's that feather-winged fairy Yuxian!" someone shouted softly at this time.

After the Lich War, the demon clan was greatly injured, and the remaining demon clan moved under the cover of the strong men in the clan, returned from the Ninth Heaven to the prehistoric continent, occupying Beijuluzhou.

Bai Ze, the leader of the demon clan, strictly forbids the demon clan from going out of Beijuluzhou to get involved in the prehistoric affairs, so the demon clan is rarely seen everywhere else.

But in recent years, some of the demons who were in love have been unable to contain their loneliness and began to sneak out of all sides in front of Beijuluzhou. However, some of the demons who escaped were also powerful seniors.

Just like this feather-winged immortal, named Yuxian, whose body is a big Peng Diao, he is a rookie of the demon clan ten thousand years ago. It is said that he was once as famous as Donghuang Taiyi, but the gap has become bigger and bigger and his reputation has been completely covered up.

This man was dormant in Beijuluzhou for ten thousand years, and now he couldn't help but run out. Among the demon clan, he was already a senior with great qualifications. At this moment, he saw someone using the demon clan as his mount, so he couldn't bear it and took action directly.

The attack was fierce and the sword light was ruthless. In an instant, the Winged Fairy had already attacked more than a dozen moves, and Luo Haomin retreated step by step. The monk behind him hurried forward to help, but how could he defeat this powerful demon clan who had been as famous as the Donghuang Taiyi ten thousand years ago? Even though they were in the Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm, the Winged Fairy was able to fight three or four of them easily.

Seeing that the war had begun here, the others were optimistic and looked at Sun Jiuyang and were about to take action.

Just as someone was about to sacrifice his magic weapon, Sun Jiuyang jumped up on his feathers, pointed around and cursed loudly: "The dog bastard raised by Yi Qing Rabbit dares to come and rob me. Do you know who I am?"

"I'm a person who killed the ancient demon ape and surpassed the Nine-headed Emperor. My brother is Hongjun, my brother's eldest brother is Pangu, and Donghuang Taiyi is my younger brother. I don't change my name or surname, Sun Jiuyang is!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand to throw a large piece of talismans into the sky, which instantly attracted countless mysterious magic, lightning, thunder, and sky fire and ice. The monks around him fled in their heads and ran away, and how could they dare to fight?

Many monks even cursed: "A group of bastards, who is not good to provoke? Is this hob meat?"

In this chaos, a terrible aura suddenly came overwhelmed, as if the world had collapsed, which made people feel disgusted. Even Daojun Lu Ya looked solemn and looked into the distance.

At this time, the monk with great experience exclaimed.
Chapter completed!