Just when the big bosses in the inner court were confused, several phantoms suddenly condensed out of thin air, and several images appeared.

An old man with white hair, an old woman, and two old Taoist priests.

"Bai Shaoqing, the luck in the inner yamen makes people envious." The white-haired old man was the first to smile.

Several big men from the inner yamen came to their senses. One of them had a half-white hair but a rosy face. The old man with a mustache quickly calmed down and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Qingfeng, Fellow Daoist Bai Ru, Fellow Daoist Jianke, Fellow Daoist Hu, long time no see, how are you doing recently?"

"Not good." The white-haired old man replied calmly.

"Friend Qingfeng, don't do this. We have been in a century of friendship, long time no see, so be happy."

"Happy? Yes, the inner yamen must be very happy now. His luck is so strong that he deserves his name as the leader." A thin old Taoist priest spoke.

"Fellow Swordsman, how can you explain this?"

"Oh, are you still humble? Bai Shaoqing, are we too low-key, or do your inner court think that you can be arrogant and prosperous by relying on the national destiny and the false reputation of the leader?" Another old Taoist priest with a little red nose said with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist Hu was joking. How about my inner yamen? You still don't know for so many years?" The old man with a beard still smiled, with a magnificent temperament, making people feel like spring breeze.

"Yes, of course we know that our luck was sluggish back then, but now we are as lucky as rainbows. We really sneak into the night with the wind, moistening things silently. We are all envious of it." The tiger Taoist also laughed.

"What are you talking about this nonsense? Bai Shaoqing, what is going on? Is it that the agreements of several of our inheritances to be torn apart by you? You really don't talk about the sympathy at all?" The old woman couldn't help but get straight to the point.

The old man with mustache sighed: "If I say I don't know, do you believe it?"

Several phantoms looked at each other, all of them were a little shocked.

A person like Bai Shaoqing would not be lying or lying, but his luck seemed to be in the inner court, and facts were better than words.

"And as agreed, we waited for the small cave heaven to land before we collaborated and helped each other and started to take action. The staff prepared by our inner court were also staying outside. The disciples should be able to see this sudden change. There must be problems. You might as well go over and check it out in person." Bai Shaoqing said seriously.

"Can we go, can we go? Bai Shaoqing, why don't you go?" The tiger Taoist grinned.

Bai Shaoqing said with confidence: "I'm afraid, we are all at the peak of our souls. We are trying hard to suppress our realm, but we dare not think about the style of the immortal spirit. Otherwise, even if we are moved, it is possible that God will be punished, and I can't stand it."

"Bah, if you can't stand it, can we do it? The general trend of the Heavenly Dao is unpredictable. At present, you can only boil frogs in warm water and try to change. Who dares to enter easily? Otherwise, this inheritance that has been hidden for thousands of years will be destroyed. You are so light-hearted." The tiger Taoist retorted, sneering, and it looks like his temper is a bit hot.

"What should I do? I explained, you don't believe it." Bai Shaoqing spread his hands and looked helpless.

Several big guys gritted their teeth secretly.

Bai Shaoqing said he didn't know, and they might believe it.

But now the inner yamen has taken advantage of it, and this luck is not a simple thing. If you want to continue to exist under this great disaster on earth, luck is the only thing you rely on. The stronger the luck, the more friendly the way of heaven is.

Because under this way of heaven, the increase in luck is an existence recognized by the way of heaven.

Of course, increasing luck is not just about killing demons and eliminating demons, but just practicing the way for heaven, because the current way is not the way before. Only what the way of heaven thinks can be killed is to kill demons and eliminating demons. Otherwise, it will be useless to work, do whatever you want, and it may even be counterproductive.

Therefore, these masters of great sects and inheritance are cautious in their actions and will not interfere if they are not accurate.

It was this time that Xiaodongtian was oppressed and was about to collapse, which made the big men feel that they had found an opportunity.

Because this is obviously the object that the way of heaven is to be destroyed. Since this is the case, in which the way of heaven is assisted, some demons and monsters are dealt with, and the punishment of heaven is easier and smoother, then it will definitely be favored by heaven.

This is called stealing chickens.

But unexpectedly, before the preparations of the big guys began, the little cave was stolen by someone else.

The mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole is behind.

How can I bear this?

"Since you don't admit it, we will make the decision by ourselves. If we look back, we find out that it was done by someone from the inner yamen, I don't know what to do with the alliance leader?" The white-haired old man asked.

Bai Shaoqing smiled and said, "Let your fellow Taoists deal with it."

"Then, go to the Tianshi Mansion now and let the old Tianshi deduce it. Let's see who can enter the small cave heaven alone and intercept all our inheritance opportunities." The tiger Taoist snorted, turned around and disappeared.

The other phantoms also dissipated one by one.

At this time, Bai Shaoqing's face became solemn, and he looked at the other people and said, "Go and investigate immediately. There is actually a real dragon hidden in my inner yard. It's really interesting."

"True Dragon, it's hard to say. At this critical moment, it's helpful to our inner court on the surface, but is it really the case?" An old man sneered, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

The others didn't say anything, and they felt the conspiracy.

In the Wuyi Small Cave Heaven.

The ghost mother was so killed.

After all, it is a ghost and a fierce spirit. Once the murderous intention arises, blood flows into a river.

Chen Yuan didn't stop him.

Because this cave heaven forces the world to appear, it is naturally a cause of great disasters. Then all living beings in this cave heaven are in the book of life and death, and none of them can survive.

Now that the Ghost Mother is killed, it is equivalent to helping the inner corps, assisting the heavenly way, killing demons and eliminating demons. This is the general trend. It is the right team. No matter how many kills, there is no plague of murder. It is a real killing person under the order.

Chen Yuan just followed happily and put away the bodies of the monsters killed by the ghost mother.

These are all good objects, including flesh, bones, demon souls, and inner elixirs, all of which are priceless and have no market value.

This resource, which should have been divided up by various major sects in the cultivation world, was suddenly achieved by Chen Yuan. It is definitely not a false statement to say that it is rich enough to rival a country within a day.

In Lingkong Miao Realm, the blood zombie is trying hard to drink blood to recover the injured body.

God's punishment is not a joke. It has been cultivated for so long but it still has not recovered at all. Chen Yuan ordered dozens of tons of poultry blood for him. He drank it all day long and made up for it very little, which made the blood zombie very sad. He felt that he would be squeezed for the rest of his life and would never see the light of day.

Suddenly, the blood zombie saw something thrown in. When she saw that the thing, the blood zombie was excited. It was such a great demonic energy. This is the body of the monster. This blood is absolutely great tonic, and it can be worth several tons of ordinary poultry blood in one mouthful.

Then, demon bodies were thrown in and quickly piled up like hills, and the blood zombie was stunned.

Good guy, has this bastard attacked the demon world?

But there are so many big monsters, and I feel that the weakest one has been working for two or three hundred years. How could he have worked? Is this harvesting speed mowing grass?

I was shocked. The blood zombie didn't dare to steal it for a while, so I could only keep hindering my legs and be forced to the corner.

Because the body of the monster accumulates and oppresses the space, it forces it to have no place to stand and dare not feel wronged.

At this time, in the wonderful realm of Lingkong, another person was awakened.

It was the eagle falcon whose neck was tied by Chen Yuan.

This guy was beaten by the little gourd every day. He seemed to suffer, but in fact he gained great benefits. The whipping from the innate gourd hit its body and dispelled its demonic energy. He fell into a deep sleep due to transformation a few days ago, and changed quietly in the wonderful realm of Lingkong.

Suddenly, demon bodies fell down and hit it.

The sleeping falcon suddenly felt good and wanted to struggle.

However, a phantom snatched, and the hawk wailed, hugged his head again, allowing the demon body to bury it.

The little gourd jumped around, not satisfied that these things buried their toys and beat the demon bodies, but the demon bodies were dead and they did not move. The little gourd hit him a few times and felt it was boring, so he ignored them.

Suddenly, the little gourd looked at the blood zombie.

The blood zombie had a chill for no reason.

After picking up corpses along the way, Chen Yuan was very happy.

This wave is too profitable, and it's a big profit.

Slowly, a ghost and a man entered the depths of the small cave.

"Brother over there, brother, I'm polite. Can you help me?" An old voice sounded, attracting Chen Yuan's attention.

This was the first time he heard him talking in this little cave.

Seeing this, Chen Yuan looked confused.
Chapter completed!