Yang Qifeng turned into mosquitoes and flew directly into the hall.

The waves were not alarmed and there was no change. He easily passed through, landed behind a towering pillar, covering his figure, and his eyes began to look around the hall.

The decoration of the hall is very gorgeous. The eaves are densely packed with doves, and the interior and exterior beams are decorated with the highest-level Hexi color paintings. The upper part of the doors and windows is embedded with diamond plaid patterns, and the lower part is embossed with cloud dragon patterns, and gilded bronze leaves engraved with dragon patterns are located at the joints. The white jade in the hall is paved, which is extremely luxurious.

There is a nine-tailed golden-lacquered throne in the main hall, and the nine-tailed demon fox image giant pillars are arranged on both sides of the throne. At this moment, an old man, with his sharp ears and white beards and six tails, constantly jumping behind him, his face full of anger, his beard constantly shaking, and he cursed.

"Then the plague that should be killed,"

"If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have made a breakthrough. I will be in the near future when I encounter a backlash."

The sound was like thunder, rolling in the hall.

A rippling pattern was rippling, but it stopped the sound and did not come out of the hall.

However, this ban does not work for Yang Qifeng who has already mixed in.

He lay behind a pillar, quietly motionless.

The entry of this hall was much simpler than he imagined. He found out the restriction in the daytime. With the help of the Qianlan Demon God, he easily got involved without disturbing anyone.

The bottom line is that it is often in and out, and it is impossible to lay down the ban like a treasure house, and it will not move for many years.

This sentence was full of information, and he shocked Yang Qifeng's spirit. He focused his attention and sounded, as for going to detect the treasure house, he was forgotten by him at this moment.

"Don't rest ashamed," a delicate voice sounded. Yang Qifeng did not dare to look into the interior of the hall. This is the mythical world, and his eyes are easily discovered. As long as sensitive people can easily detect it, they are staring at themselves.

"Shut down, how do you let me calm my anger?"

"Accumulating hundreds of thousands of years will become something for others in one go."

"How can I not be angry?" The angry tone did not weaken at all, but became stronger.

"Father, what's the use of complaining like this every day? It hurts your body with great anger. Your injuries were not light. If this continues, there will be no hope of healing?" The woman said with concern.

"Cure. I wonder how the plague is looking forward to my husband's death?"

"I still want to cure it, it is absolutely impossible. If my injury worsens like this, I will be the best in agreement with his wishes. At that time, both people and wealth will be great," the old man roared.

"As long as my father gave up his family's wealth, the plague will not be a pest," the woman said.

"As long as I live, he wants to get this wealth, it is a dream. After hundreds of thousands of years of accumulation, it is my lifeblood. If wealth is empty, people will die."

"My father still wants to be more open-minded. That money is nothing but something outside of his body," the woman persuaded her hard.

"Don't say it again, that plague trapped me here and made you a lobbyist. This is a good plan."

"It's been circulating outside now. I want to recruit the plague bull as my son-in-law?"

"Don't tell lies, tell the truth?"

"Yes," the woman hesitated and replied.

"What a good daughter of me. I joined forces with outsiders to plot against me," a angrily voice rang out.

"Father, you misunderstood. My daughter is for your own good. Money is something outside of your body. What can I do if I give it up? As long as you are alive, everything is there."

"Stay the green mountains without worrying about burning firewood. Now the road is ready. We cannot resist. It does not mean that the future is not good," the woman's tone fluctuated. She paused and continued to preach. "The father also knew that his daughter's qualifications were not good. Now he became an immortal, and his father used a lot of resources to accumulate it."

"If it were an ordinary person, it would be enough for three or four people to become immortals,"

"A daughter can only practice the immortals until she is a scattered immortal, and the earth immortals are hopeless. If her father dies and loses money, how can she retaliate against the plague bull?"

"Qualification, no, my daughter, your qualifications are not bad, but too good,"

"You are the only one in Qingqiu's lineage who has the qualifications to win the Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox after you become a god."

"The most suitable method for our Qingqiu lineage is the Tianhu Treasure Book,"

"It's a pity that Qingqiu's lineage was self-proclaimed and fought by the traitor. The remaining tribe members also went their separate ways and their inheritance was cut off. Otherwise, your strength would be more than that, and he would have surpassed his father long ago," the old man was very reluctant, and the hatred in his tone went to a higher level.

"The Heavenly Fox Book has been lost since the ancient ancestor died in battle. Although there were shortcomings when he was enthroned by the gods, he could still practice it. However, since he was enthroned by the gods, it has completely disappeared. It is impossible to practice it. I hope it is only on my father."

"Father, please be soft and bow your head to the plague for the time being."

"You are young, you are thousands of years old, you speak so naively, and act so stupidly."

"You also know that I am alive and have the hope of ambition to the plague. With the wisdom of the plague, how can I not know that with his ruthlessness, I will never have a way to survive."

"The plague asked you to persuade me, just to take advantage of your childishness, to make me feel lucky, to be soft-hearted with him, and to think that I can survive,"

"snort,"

"The plague is very calculating. He doesn't have to force himself now. He is not worried about the news of money-related murders outside," he said.

"This is not a good reputation. With a hero like him, how could he be willing to have such a stain on his body?"

"I gave in, and the hidden dangers disappeared, and then I took some time to kill me suddenly. This is acceptable to anyone. After all, I am already seriously injured and my life is not long," said the old man.

"My father said it right, but the plague is already impatient. Not long ago, he also heard news that he wanted to get your treasure, my father."

"I said I wanted to prepare for his son and participate in the trial of the Imperial Palace a hundred years later. But based on my daughter's understanding, he was urging his daughter to settle things as soon as possible," the woman preached.

"dream,"

"He was dreaming in the daytime,"

When Taiyi Zhenren went to the Mount of Death to collect the Red Flame Stone, he sought the Liangyi Xuanstone in the Eight Scenery Palace. He used the Nanming Lihuo to practice two fire-tip spears.

The Immortal Mountain is a forbidden area. Whoever goes to die, the Eight Scenery Palace is even more a place for the saints, and most people cannot enter.

One shot is the main point, and in the hands of the master of the Three Altars Sea Society, I subdue demons and eliminate demons. I don’t know how many demons I killed.
Chapter completed!