"They will die sooner or later."

"You, too. Maybe, so can I."

Lu Chen sighed slightly:

"Junior sister, do you know? The world we are in at this moment is an extremely special one..."

The old women looked at each other coldly.

"You don't understand the weight of these words in the first realm of the ten kalpas. But you should know how precious it is to attract all the stars and gods and Buddhas from all over the heavens at the end of the nine kalpas..."

Lu Chen paused slightly:

"How strict is such a world? If you die but do not die, you and I are going against the will of heaven. Whenever you are born, your luck will be implicated, and hostile heroes will be born.

This is a disaster!”

"You are the biggest disaster for me!"

The old woman cold:

"Since ancient times, practitioners have taken one step first, and if you hadn't interfered with it, what about Zhang Xuanba, Zhang Yuanzhu, the sloppy Taoist, and Yang Yu.

How much will the heaven and earth give birth to, how much will the old man eat!”

"One step ahead, not one step ahead. There are many things in this world that you and I can't even peek at, for example..."

Lu Chen said lightly:

"You can calculate the power of the divine world and the black water, but you probably haven't calculated that you will die three hundred years later..."

At this point, the Golden Buddha paused slightly and said:

"But, if you were killed twice in advance, you might be able to escape the death disaster three hundred years later."

"That old man really wants to thank you!"

The old woman in black looked gloomy and suddenly shook her sleeves and slapped her backwards with heavy beatings:

"Get out!"

Boom!

The energy gathers, pressing like a mountain. With just one moment, the hills will shatter half of them, and a large area of ​​mud, sand and dust will rush to the sky at rainy nights with the snow.

Smack sex~

On a rainy night, applause came out, and the old man wearing a straw raincoat, without any breath, walked out slowly:

"The merits of the two seniors really make a family amazed, and they are beyond the reach of the world..."

Click!

It seemed that there was a thunder thunder across the sky, and there was a moment of bright light in the valley, which also shone through people's faces.

It was an old antique that looked older than the old woman in black. His body was shriveled and thin, as if it would fall down when the wind blew.

Behind him, he was carrying a huge purple-skinned gourd, which was taller than him. At first glance, it looked more like he was leaning against the gourd.

"It's you?"

Seeing this old guy, the old woman in black couldn't help but sneer:

"Zhang Dong, if you don't hide in your turtle shell, how dare you run to death until you are old?"

"Take it slow, take it slow!"

Seeing the sound of the wind suddenly, the old man in the straw raincoat trembled and hurriedly raised his hand and bowed:

"The old guy has no meat and no blood to drink. Even if he does it, he has no calculations, so why should he spend his inspiration?"

"Zhang Dong, I remember you..."

The golden Buddha statue turned around his neck, and there seemed to be a flash of fire in his eyes:

"At the end of the Tang Dynasty, there were nine demonic Taoist fruits born, and one of them called himself the Lord of Qiankun Cave, right?"

"A merely awesome name, seniors know it?"

The old man in the straw raincoat shook his face, and his eyes rose, as if he was carrying a mountain, making him bend down:

"The younger generation Zhang Dong, pay homage to the ancestor Wu, my mother..."

He noticed the bad things in the eyes of the two, and his voice became a little quicker:

"Two seniors are slow down. I will never be malicious when I come here, just to help the punch..."

"oh?"

Lu Chen didn't comment.

"Assisting boxing? With your minor practice, you are worthy of the old-fashioned boxing?"

The old woman in black sneered:

"It's better to let Lao Zhen eat your old bones and make up for it a little..."

"Senior said it is true. With such a profound cultivation level, how can you get the help of your younger generation? Therefore, what I want to help you is..."

As the wind roared, the old man in the straw raincoat retreated from the land like a feather. He still smiled and bowed, but slowly raised his head:

"Northwest King, Prison Yang!"

Boom!

The thunderbolt shocked the sky, exploded into the night, illuminating the top of the barren mountain in the cold rain.
Chapter completed!