Although Mr. Tao’s image is not very good, he is also facing the wind when he flies over at this moment, with a hint of fairy-like appearance, which makes people admire him. Moreover, the aura emitted from his body is as high as the third-level mirror of the Emperor.

Ying Fei looked at him with a squint, smiled grimly, and took action like lightning. He subdued the last elder of Mitian Sect, slapped the seal on him, sealed his cultivation level, and then floated left and right to greet Mr. Tao.

The thirty-two demon kings in the ancient wilderness have the strength of the wheel. Eagle Flying may not be ranked among the top three, but the wheel is unparalleled. Even those three holy spirits may all sigh.

In the blink of an eye, the eagle flew only a hundred feet away from Mr. Tao, and it was still approaching quickly.

Mr. Tao, who was flying towards him, remained calm and reached out to slap a cloth bag around his waist, shook his hand and threw it towards Yingfei.

The cloth bag opened its mouth in the wind and aimed it at the eagle flying. A surging suction came from it, and a whistling sound came, and the storm was blowing everywhere.

Ying Fei was not careless when he saw this. He didn't know what kind of secret treasure this cloth bag was, but the power displayed by a powerful Emperor's third-level mirror is definitely not too small. As soon as he folded his body in a zigzag shape, he wanted to avoid the direction of the cloth bag mouth.

Unexpectedly, the bag suddenly expanded rapidly and suddenly became larger than the house. From there, a blue handprint shot out and grabbed the eagle flying.

Ying Fei was startled and instinctively wanted to dodge, but was shocked to see that the demon essence in his body was boiling and unstable, as if he had been disturbed. He was caught by the big handprint in an unexpected way, showing pain on his face.

The green and majestic handprint grabbed Yingfei and immediately recycled it, and it was retracted into the cloth bag at once. Yingfei also disappeared. As soon as Tao raised his hand, he took the cloth bag back.

"Eagle!" Xi Lei's face changed drastically. He exclaimed and looked at the cloth bag with great fear. As the demon king, he naturally knew the difficulty of the eagle flying, but now this demon king who is known for his ability was taken away by someone with a cloth bag without any ability to fight back. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't believe it.

He knew that it was not the ability of Old Man Bai, but the power of the cloth bag secret treasure, and he didn't know what the hell was this cloth bag secret treasure, which had such a magical effect.

The poisonous fog that Xie Wuwei used there was also a violent rolling, which shows how violent the mood fluctuated.

But Miqi, who was struck by Xilei, laughed loudly: "Thank you Mr. Tao!" His careful preparations came in handy. At this moment, he admired his foresight.

If it were other third-level mirrors of the Emperor, Mr. Tao might not be so easy to deal with, but who said this is the Demon King? Mr. Tao is the best at dealing with the Demon Clan.

Taking advantage of Xi Lei's distractedness, he retreated, got rid of Xi Lei's entanglement, stood beside Old Tao, bowed and said, "Old Tao, a group of thieves are too bullying others, please help me."

Old Tao had no expression on his face and nodded gently: "It's easy to say."

Now that things have come to this point, he has taken action without taking action, so he simply does not stop. Moreover, the sudden appearance of three demon kings here also surprised him. He can complete the tasks of these three demon kings by taking over them. Even without Miqi's request, he will continue.

"Old dog, go to die!" Xi Lei's body was wrapped in lightning arcs, and a ferocious beast figure flashed away behind him. It was obvious that he was really angry. He thought that following Yang Kai's arrival in the Mitian Sect was just a matter of easy crushing, but who knew that Ying Fei was taken away after a meeting. Ying Fei was taken away, and he lost the face of the wild ancient land. How could Xi Lei give up?

Facing Xi Lei's rage, Old Tao's face did not change his expression, and his response was extremely direct, throwing the cloth bag in his hand again.

Xi Lei's body rushed out suddenly stopped. Looking up, he saw the cloth bag open a hole above his head, and a powerful suction force was transmitted from it. It was fine. With his strength, he could completely resist the suction force. The key was that the blue big handprint shot out from the cloth bag. As soon as the handprint came out, Xi Lei felt that his demon essence was a little disordered.

This made him lose his soul and immediately understood how Ying Fei was lying on the way.

Before he could resist, he grabbed the blue handprint and dragged him back into the cloth bag.

This time, Mr. Tao did not take back the cloth bag, but instead pinched the spiritual proof. He turned the mouth of the cloth bag and aimed at the poisonous fog in the air.

The poisonous fog was created by Xie Wuwei. During the battle, he dragged several imperial realms of the Mitian Sect into the battle. No one knew what the battle was going on. Just listening to the shouts of the elders of the Mitian Sect, Xie Wuwei had a great advantage.

The blue handprint was released again, but it was a little dimmer than the one just now. It seemed that the blue handprint was a consumable and would disappear in less than a few times.

But Xie Wuwei dared not take it lightly because of the lessons of Yingfei and Xi Lei. He rolled in the poisonous fog, and Xie Wuwei's body suddenly rushed out and fled towards Yang Kai.

The blue handprint is like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and it is extremely fast. Without waiting for Xie Wuwei to escape, he captured it and quickly recycled it.

When Xie Wuwei was put into the cloth bag, Mr. Tao pinched the spiritual proof, tightened the mouth of the cloth bag, floated back to his hand, and hung it by him.

This change was a flash of lightning, which made people look at it inconsistently. The three demon kings were fighting spirit and coming in a fierce manner. The people of Mitian Sect had no power to resist, but were disintegrated by a white old man and a strange cloth bag, which made everyone stunned.

Li Jiao and a group of Emperors in the Dragon Palace dared not rush forward. As soon as they attacked, they retreated in shock.

The three demon kings are not the opponents of the old man, so how can they see it?

Miqi obviously didn't expect things to be so relaxed. After being stunned for a moment, she laughed loudly. Yang Kai stood beside Old Tao with his finger twitching: "Little thief, dare to offend me, Mitian Sect, today is your death!"

Old Tao raised a wine gourd and poured wine into his mouth. Hearing this, he glanced at Miqi, knowing that he was pretending to be a tiger's power, but he didn't say much. Anyway, the gains of this trip were quite good, so he would not lose anything if he borrowed some power.

Yang Kai seemed to have not heard of it, but just stared at the old man who was not very good-looking. He came here to establish his authority by using the Mitian Sect to establish his authority. Before he could stand up, the three demon kings were taken away by others. It was a big deal.

It’s not that he didn’t save him just now, but that the incident happened too quickly. He hadn’t reacted yet when Ying Fei and Xi Lei were caught. When Xie Wuwei fled to him, he wanted to rescue him, he was grabbed by Liu Yan. He watched Xie Wuwei be taken away.

Otherwise, with his space magical powers, it would be fine to save Xie Wuwei.

What is this old guy’s origin? What is the secret treasure of that cloth bag?

Just as Yang Kai was suspicious, Liu Yan suddenly walked over step by step.

Yang Kai looked down at her and reminded her, "Be careful." Although Liu Yan's strength is not weak, the cloth bag secret treasure is also strangely surprising. Yang Kai didn't know if Liu Yan could deal with it.

Liu Yan looked calm and his steps remained unchanged.

Tao Lao Ding, who was grabbing the wine gourd into his mouth, looked at him, and suddenly his eyes widened, and the wine in the gourd suddenly flowed down the corners of his mouth, wetting his clothes.

He hurriedly patted, then looked at Liuyan carefully, and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his eyes.

Why...it looks so much like that person?

My thoughts drifted a moment, recalling the past ten years ago. When he returned to the island to report to an adult more than ten years ago, he took a look at the figure sitting at a crater while chatting with the adult.

Although it was far away, he still saw the figure of a little girl, a girl only seven or eight years old, dressed like this. When he was curious, he once asked the adult about the identity of the little girl. The adult only replied with an unfathomable smile, which made him dare not ask more.

Although it took more than ten years and I didn't see it carefully, the image of the seven or eight-year-old girl was so deep that I suddenly saw her at this time, and I couldn't help but think about it.

If you look closely, it looks like it, it does look like it!

"Little thief, are there no one under your command? What does it mean to send a little baby here?" Miqi was so successful that a villain snuggled tightly beside Old Tao and shouted wildly. After seeing Old Tao's methods, he became more and more confident, but he did not dare to stay away from Old Tao, so as not to be caught by Yang Kai to sneak attack.

"Shut up!" Old Tao shouted softly.

Miqi suddenly felt silent and looked at Old Tao in surprise, but found that he was actually looking at the little girl coming with a serious face. Cold sweat gradually flowed out of her forehead. This appearance shocked Miqi, thinking to himself that this little girl could not provoke her? Otherwise, Old Tao would have such an expression?

Suspiciously, when I looked carefully, I saw the little girl walking towards me with a calm expression. Gujing was not waved, her eyes were clearly black and white, dust-free, and she looked like a beauty. She had such a charm since she was a child, and she would have grown up.

Seeing that the two sides were getting closer and closer, the little girl still had no intention of stopping, Miqi became a little nervous. Di Yuan secretly activated, as if he was ready to take action at any time.

Liuyan stopped ten feet away.

Looking up close, Lao Yu felt that he was right. This was probably the one he saw on the island back then. He was suddenly a little amused and cried. He never expected to meet in such a place. It was really a flood that washed away the Dragon King Temple.

Although it is almost certain, the necessary inquiries are still needed. After hesitating for a while, hesitating and secretly sending messages.

Liuyan's divine thoughts surged, and he also sent a message back.

The scene suddenly became strange. Mitian Sect and a group of people from Lilong Palace were tense, but a little girl and a white old man were communicating in the middle of this battlefield.

Soon, Old Tao nodded slightly, Liu Yan turned around and left, and then returned to Yang Kai after a few ups and downs.

"Do you know that old guy?" Yang Kai looked at Liu Yan suspiciously.

Liu Yan said, "I don't know him, he seems to have seen me."

"What's the meaning?"

"He is from Lingbeast Island."
Chapter completed!