The clouds and mist are broken, and the desolate sunlight passes through the green and yellow miasma outside Jindou Island, emitting a dizzy halo.

The magic circle protects the filthy aura of Beigu Luzhou and the outside Jindou Island is free from wind and rain, and time seems to have stopped here.

Pang Taiju, Zhuque and others squatted in a row, forming a ball, like a bunch of old farmers squatting under the shade of trees during the slack season.

In this kind of leisure time, old farmers who do nothing usually smoke dry tobacco, talk about family matters, play small cards, and bet on small blogs.

Pang Taiju, Zhuque and others have no dry tobacco to smoke, but they also have something to bet on.

"The boss will walk without beating the floating side, and the boss will walk like a soft-legged crab, and the boss will walk like a crooked crab."

"The boss will not bet on this side for more than two hours in it, and the boss will bet on this side for more than two hours in it."

"What are you playing?" Seeing Zhuque and others gathering together, they looked very lively, Bai Loli, who was working as a doorman in front of the treasure cave, was also very curious.

"We are betting on when will the boss come out? Do you want to bet too?" Seeing Bai Loli approaching curiously, Pang Taiju said shamelessly, "Do you think the boss will come out within two hours, or will it take more than two hours to come out?"

"Brother Zhao Lingjun is so powerful, of course he will come out soon." Bai Loli hoped that Zhao Lingjun would get better soon. She replied without thinking. "Of course he will come out within two hours."

"Haha." Pang Taiju, Zhang Changsheng and others burst into laughter.

"If he is really powerful, he should have come out in more than two hours, otherwise, hehe." These vulgar men were thinking in their hearts with extreme slightest thoughts.

"Why are someone coming again?"

When Bai Loli was not sure why these guys were laughing loudly, a thick green miasma suddenly broke through it in the sky not far away. Two clouds wrapped in bright light fell down and flew towards Jindou Island like flying.

"Qiongxiao told you, will anyone else come?" After Zhuque and others were stunned, they stood up from the ground and asked Bai Loli.

"No." Bai Loli shook her head at the Wumen and Suiren people.

"These two of them have very high cultivation." Although they don't know where the two clouds came from, Zhuque and the masters of the Suiren tribe all felt that the people coming were extraordinary.

"Can Immortal Zhao Gongming, the Immortal Master Zhao here?"

Lu Yue, the leader of the Suiren clan, was about to ask questions, but the two clouds stopped steadily above Jindou Island. A sharp voice rushed down the air, and everyone's ears seemed to be filled with some foreign object for a moment, which was very uncomfortable.

"Zhao Gongming?" Zhuque and others were stunned.

Only the people from Fuli Sect always regard Zhao Lingjun as Zhao Gongming. Could the person who came here be from Fuli Sect?

But the cultivation of those two people seemed to be slightly lower than that of Taoist Hongjun, and much higher than that of the twelve immortals of Fuli Sect. When did Fuli Sect have such a master again?

"Can Immortal Zhao Gongming, the Immortal Master Zhao here?"

Zhuque and others just hesitated for a moment, and the voice rang again.

"It's this where my boss." Hearing the voice repeated again, Zhuque couldn't help it. Zhuque felt that it was on the Suiren tribe's land anyway. Lu Yue, the leader of the Suiren tribe, and the two elders, the cultivation of the two elders, looked no less than that of the two people, so he simply answered and asked, "Are you from Fuli Sect?"

"We are sanren who practice in Meishan, not from Fuli Sect."

"A scattered person who practices in Meishan?"

"Yang Xian, a san from Meishan, came to visit rashly, and I hope everyone will forgive me." Just as Zhuque and others were confused, the clouds shrouded in bright light fell down and turned into two human forms.

Everyone saw the man who claimed to be Yang Xian wearing blue clothes, dressed in a scholar, with a white and beardless face, and a red bone-patterned golden fan in his hand. His posture was extremely gentle. He didn't look like a master with a high level of cultivation, but he looked like a graceful scholar.

"This is Wu Xu, a fellow Taoist who is practicing in Meishan." Seeing everyone looking at him, the genius in blue who called himself Yang Xian didn't care. After smiling at everyone, he pinched the red bone-drawing fan in his hand and pointed at the other person beside him.

The person who is called Wu Hu by Yang Xian is completely different from Yang Xian's outfit. Not only are he wearing iron chain armor, but he carries more than a dozen sword-like weapons like swords like a peacock, and his face is dark and serious, but he looks like a general wearing golden armor with yellow sand battles.

"I wonder what the two of you are coming to our Jindou Island?" Lu Yue looked at the two people curiously and replied, "I am Lu Yue, the leader of the Suiren tribe."

"It turned out to be Lu Yue, the leader of the Suiren tribe. He has been admired for a long time. We came here to visit Zhao Gongming and Immortal Master Zhao."

"Who is Zhao Gongming and Immortal Master Zhao?" Yang Xian answered Lu Yue's question politely like an old man, and turned his eyes to look at the Wu Sect.

"What's the matter with us boss?" Zhuque replied coldly.

Originally, these two people looked pretty good, and Zhuque had a pretty bad impression of these two people, but Zhuque suddenly discovered that when Yang Xian saw the white loli, a hint of shame suddenly appeared in his eyes. Although that expression just flashed by, he did not escape Zhuque's eyes. Zhuque immediately felt that this guy was not a good person.

"That's right. One of our friends may have had some misunderstanding with Master Zhao and was captured by Master Zhao. So we came to visit Master Zhao to see if Master Zhao can give us some thin face and let our friend go." Yang Xian looked around and said with a little surprise, "Is Master Zhao not here?"

"So you are actually friends of that demon." As soon as Yang Xian said, the people of the Suiren tribe and the Wu Sect all changed their faces. Hearing Yang Xian's words, everyone naturally thought that the friend Yang Xian and Wu Qian mentioned was the demon horn Jesus who had just been captured by Zhao Lingjun and others not long ago.

That demon's friend is naturally not a good thing. Everyone's minds naturally have this idea.

But Zhuque and others didn't know that although Yang Xian and Wu Hu were really not good people, the friend they mentioned in the two people was not the demon selves.

It turns out that Yang Xian's original deity is a hexagonal red-hoofed antelope, while Wu Xi's original deity is a heterogeneous centipede. The hexagonal red-hoofed antelope is so natural that there is a method of collecting yin and replenishing yang in Yang Xian's secret method. So when he saw Bai Loli, although Yang Xian tried his best to hide it, he still showed a little color and was noticed by Zhuque. Although the two were not like Yuan Hong and others, they were the Chaos Immortals who had existed between heaven and earth when the world first opened, they were also two monsters who had achieved success in cultivation in ancient times. They had such a relationship with Yuan Hong. So the friend Yang Xian mentioned refers to Yuan Hong who was knocked unconscious by Taoist Hongjun at the bottom of Donghuihuan.

Yang Xian and Wu Hu had extremely high cultivation. After coming here, the two felt that their attitude was very polite, and they said that "Zhao Gongming" would also sell their face. However, the two did not expect that Zhuque and others had just captured another demon, Jizhe, before that, so the Suiren tribe and the Wu Sect all had a wrong idea.

"That demon does so many evil things, we can't let him go." Before Yang Xian and Wu Hu could understand why the Suiren tribe would suddenly change their faces, Lu Yue, the leader of the Suiren tribe, had already looked at the two and said.

"My friend is not captured by you. They have not spoken yet. Why are you rushing to speak?" Yang Xian and Wu Hu had the intention of being courteous and then being soldier. The reason why the two of them were so gentle at the beginning was to see if so many people gave them some face. The two of them now don't know that what they were talking about was not the same person, and they couldn't help it because the people of the Suiren tribe interrupted.

"..." Lu Yue was so angry that he couldn't speak. Lu Yue of course thought that the two of them were really mocking the Suiren tribe for mobilizing so many people, but did not capture Jixi. Instead, he relied on the help of the Wumen to take Lu Yue.

"We have given the demon to the leader of Lu and the others to deal with it. Naturally, they have the right to decide whether to let it go." Seeing Lu Yue so angry that he had nothing to say, Zhuque immediately rushed to say.

"So from this point of view, you are connected and don't give us any face. You will never let our friend go?" When Zhuque said this, the people of the Sui tribe were grateful, and their backs were straightened, and they all looked at Yang Xian and Wu Hu coldly. When Yang Xian and Wu Hu heard Zhuque say this, they felt that this matter was unhealthy and said coldly.
Chapter completed!