The black-faced monk just raised his sword and wanted to play hard with Liu Ang. Liu Ang let go of the sword man who had been absorbed from his internal strength and the unlucky guy who wanted to save him, grabbed the dragon scale sword and stabbed it into the black-faced monk's body. The man also began to tremble, and generously contributed his immortal energy to Liu Ang.

It only took Liu Ang three or four minutes to get rid of these four Golden Pill monks.

They were in a short while and contributed a million experience to Liu Ang. The Jindan monk was indeed unable to compare with the Dongxu monk. He killed the four of them, Liu Ang, and took a lot of time. Finally, he got such a little experience, which made his boss unhappy.

However, Liu Ang also gained a lot from them.

Four low-grade spiritual swords, four ten cubic meters of storage rings. There is nothing good in these storage rings, and it is far less precious than the storage ring itself.

After packing up these things, Liu Ang quickly turned his attention to the one-meter-diameter cauldron in the center of the Alchemy Hall. He saw that it was covered with ancient Taotaopa pattern, three short legs, two short ears, and a huge seal script on the cauldron: Juling Ding.

After careful observation, there are three golden marks visible to the refill of the cauldron: the top-quality spiritual weapon.

This is a top-grade spiritual weapon that can refine alchemy. It is impossible to compare with ordinary swords and magic weapons. It is much more precious. He waved his hand and collected the big cauldron.

He saw a more magnificent hall connected behind the hall. He flew over with a flying sword and found that this was a place to store spiritual medicines. He did not classify them. He waved his hand and put them all into the storage ring. He flew forward and found that when he saw the elixir pharmacy, there was not much inventory inside. Liu Ang did not dislike it and waved his hand to put them away. Flying forward, there was a place called the Waste Pill Hall, which contained hundreds of thousands of waste pills of various elixirs. Although Liu Ang was not sure what these things were useful, he still waved his hand to put them all away.

It is estimated that it will take not long before the palace master will send someone to come. He has to move quickly and try to sweep the place before they come.

The storage ring is so easy to use. In the blink of an eye, Liu Ang had already robbed the place called the Alchemy Hall. Not to mention the elixirs and fairy grass, even the seemingly good tables, chairs, benches, double beds, antique jade, jewelry, and famous calligraphy and paintings were all swept away!

As soon as he flew back to the Lord's Hall, he suddenly felt alert and felt a little afraid. He knew that the Palace Master and others should have come. The thin monkey had an immortal weapon in his hand, and it would definitely not work hard, but he was reluctant to escape like this. He had an idea and stood back to his compatriots like he had just been touched.

It just so happened that there was an empty seat when he came out, with fifteen people in front and two people in the back, and he was the sixteenth place. Now he stood in and pretended to be stupid, which looked like that.

As soon as he stood, a few sounds of clothes and ringing through the air sounded. The master of Skinny Monkey flew over with more than ten subordinates. They were all masters of the cave, and as soon as they appeared here, they were murderous intent. The pressure brought by Liu Ang did not dare to breathe.

"What's going on? Sakata Toyota and Haruki are all dead? Where are their bodies!" The Skinny Monkey Palace Master shouted loudly in his voice that was comparable to the noise made when he saw a chainsaw board.

There was no living person in the hall except for the wooden mortals waiting to be burned to death. All of these people were lit into the acupoints. How could they answer him?

The palace master's body suddenly disappeared, and after three seconds, he appeared in place again.

His monkey face turned into a crow's face, and he shouted in a strange voice that was even more heartbreaking and heartbreaking, "It's gone! All the medicines, fairy grass, waste pills, and even the tables, chairs, benches, and large beds used by the alchemist to rest, there are no more!"

All the people behind him looked at each other, staring at each other with big eyes, not knowing how to answer the question and answer the palace master.

After a moment of silence, the Zhongzang Zhenren who discovered Liu Ang and caught him with his own hands saw Liu Ang standing among the group of woods in amazement. His eyes lit up and he bowed to the palace master: "Master Palace Master, Shinyuemon is here forever. You should know what happened just now. It's better to untie him and let him tell what happened just now."

The palace master also saw Liu Ang, and said with a strange smile: "Why did I forget this kid? Bageyalu! It's useless to ask other woods like this. They are not Japanese and cannot speak. Shinyuemon is a samurai of our Great Japanese Empire. You can untouch his acupoints."

Zhongzang bowed suddenly and said, "Hayi!"

He quickly flew to Liu Ang and reached out to him to tap it a few times.

Liu Ang's acupoint had been removed long ago. In order to cooperate with this guy's movement, he pretended to be numb with his limbs and fell to the ground with a thud and shouted in fluent Japanese language: "Thank you, Lord Palace Master, for your kindness! The villain knows his mistake, the villain knows his mistake!"

The palace master bent down and glanced at Liu Ang's face with charcoal, and he couldn't even get up with him. He couldn't help laughing.

Finally, his face darkened and said, "Shinyuemon, I asked you, how did Sakata and the others die just now, what happened here?"

The key scene came, Liu Ang thought a little and said the excuse he had just thought: "Master Palace Master, the villain vaguely saw a man in white coming, and killed all the adults with a sword, and then snatched the things and ran away."

"Who is it? What kind of sword does it look like?"

Liu Ang pretended to be very troubled and scratched his head, "I heard that he was talking to Lord Sakata, and it seemed that he called himself Liu... Ang."

"Liu Ang! It's actually Liu Ang! Isn't this kid a Jindan monk? How can he beat the three cultivators of the cave and the three cultivators of Bantian and the Void?" The palace master said in shock.

Liu Ang scratched his head and pretended to be recalled: "The Palace Master, it seems that Liu Ang said that he is actually the cultivation level of the Earth Immortal, but he just used secret techniques to hide his cultivation level. He also said that last time at the Tianxing Gate, he killed fifty cave masters at once. He killed three of them today, but it was just a little bit."

These are things he has done himself, and now he will be clear when he says it. He said this to explain the collective annihilation of fifty powerful people in the cave last time. How can it be convincing if he is a earth immortal?

He deliberately said that he was a little more powerful, but in fact he released a smoke bomb, which made everyone such masters in the Heavenly Palace feel in danger and did not dare to rashly invade the Tianxing Gate.

"Earth Immortal? Eight Geyalu! Why has this palace master never heard of such an earth immortal from Qixuan Gate?" The skinny monkey Lord shouted.

Suddenly, he flipped his hand and a portrait of Liu Ang appeared, handed it to the authentic Liu Ang, and said in a deep voice: "Shinyuemon, take a closer look, is Liu Ang you just saw just now?"

Liu Ang was almost happy when he saw his photo, because it was obviously the photographer he invited to help take on Ye Long and An Yun that day. He was wearing a gray suit and looked unhappy.

Naturally, he could not admit that this was his appearance, and shook his head repeatedly and said, "This is not Liu Ang, definitely not Liu Ang! Liu Ang is a middle-aged man with a big black beard, and has no similarity to this young handsome guy!"

The Skinny Monkey Lord shouted, "Big Bearded? Middle-aged Man? Bageyalu! Come here, bring Ye Long that boy. The main person in the palace asked him personally why the photos of Liu Ang he provided were completely different from those of Liu Ang in front of Shinyuemon!"

"Hayi!" An angel in black took the order and left.

Liu Ang was panicked when he heard that he wanted to bring Ye Long up. At that time, he was wearing a mask, but this kid could easily hear it. Although his face was quite dark today, he would definitely not be able to escape the boy's eyes.

What should I do now?

By the way, isn’t there anything that said, the evil one complains first.

Liu Ang is not a villain, but it is necessary to complain first.

Liu Ang suddenly laughed and said, "Hahaha! Lord Palace Master, I know this boy Ye Long. Last time he was about to enter our Heavenly Palace, but he was stopped by the villain and beat him up. He probably held a grudge against the villain because of this. The villain just saw the photo and felt very familiar. Why did it look very similar to my photo? It must be this guy who avenged my photo to the palace master, saying that it was the villain Liu Ang. This is called revenge on the public!"

"Your photo? Bageyalu!" The thin monkey master said furiously.

He took the photo and asked Liu Ang to raise his head. This comparison is not bad, it looks like it!

I was originally a person, how could I not be like this?

Liu Ang was confident in doing this. Anyway, all the angels who had seen him in the Tianxing Sect were dead. When the palace got his image today, they all came from Ye Long. As long as the confession of Ye Long, his identity might be whitewashed.

The palace master's monkey face looked very ugly. I thought to myself, was it because Shinyuemon's face was too dark and couldn't see clearly?

"Baguyalu! Use Qingshui to wash Shinyuemon's face." The palace master shouted.

"Hayi!"

Soon, several female cultivators held a large copper basin and a towel, carefully scrubbed the carbon black on Liu An's face. Soon, Liu Ang's face was clean, and the palace maids were stunned, thinking that when did Shinyuemon become so handsome?

If you are a person who often gets along with Shinyouemon, you can naturally tell at a glance that Liu Ang is not the real Shinyouemon.

However, these high-level cultivators in Tiangong don’t like to take a look at small mortal characters like Shinyuemon, who are like watchdogs. Now, from the time he was captured to the present, he has always felt that Shinyuemon is Liu Ang’s appearance. If you take it for granted, you think Liu Ang is Shinyuemon.

The palace master handed the photo to the angels. They looked at the photos and then Liu Ang. They were furious and made a sound of eight grids.

The matter was too obvious. Ye Long actually took a photo of Shinyuemon, a samurai under the Tianmen, and said it was a photo of Liu Ang, the number one enemy of Tianmen. The uncle was tolerant, and the aunt couldn't bear it. They all ran away!
Chapter completed!