Ling Wudi's expression stagnated. He knew that Long Jiaoyang was hunting the descendants of immortals and demons to do the work of opening up slaves. He always wondered why the strong men of the descendants of immortals and demons did not kill Long Jiaoyang.

"Brother, he once used his immortal weapon to kill a descendant of an immortal demon at the imperial level. He is not an ordinary Jiuxuan human race." Chen Xiaobi said to Ling Wudi in a low voice.

Ling Wudi lowered his head. He was not interested in Long Jiaoyang, the Nine Profound Human Clan. He was not clear about such news. Now that Chen Xiaobi said it, he suddenly realized that the other party wanted him to open up the land, and his grandfather might not come to save people.

"Short the time for land reclamation to one year, I will give you a map." Chen Xiaobi said seriously.

"Ten years, not enough for a year. You know I have other ways to get the map." Long Jiaoyang said coldly and domineeringly

Chen Xiaobi has always been eccentric and has many ideas, but in the face of the cold and domineering Long Jiaoyang, her wit is simply unable to be used.

"Fellow Daoist Long Jiaoyang, if you are willing to give us antidotes, we can help you fight against the descendants of immortals and demons, so that you can smoothly walk to the arena deep in the desert." Chen Xiaobi's eyes turned for a while and said

"You don't need it after taking the map. It's too weak and useless."

Long Jiaoyang refused without hesitation.

Ling Wudi and Chen Xiaobi's expressions were ugly. They were angry. This was the first time that someone dared to despise them like this. However, they were already defeated by Long Jiaoyang and could not say anything except anger.

Chen Xiaobi had no choice but to hand over the map to Long Jiaoyang in exchange for the reduction of time as a slave to open up the land.

Long Jiaoyang got the map and directly put Ling Wudi and Chen Xiaobi into the Qiankun Immortal Mirror, without even wanting to talk nonsense to them.

Long Jiaoyang, Golden Little Manniu, and Xie Yuxi expanded the map and studied it for a while. They found that it was clearly stated on the map that on the roads deep in the desert, triangle symbols would be marked. Following this symbol is the right way.

"The descendants of immortals and demons are too much, and the native chickens and dogs of the Three Thousand Worlds. These people have maps, but we don't even have maps. If we didn't get a map, we might have missed the triangle symbols directly." The golden little manniu was very angry.

"Stop complaining, we are going in the wrong direction. Judging from this map, we should move towards the west." Long Jiaoyang stopped the golden little manniu from talking nonsense, looking at the sun on the west side

After obtaining the map, Long Jiaoyang and his men were much faster, and soon they saw triangle markings on an ancient road. The weeds spread on this ancient road, and there were thick dead trees on the other side.

The golden little manniu said happily, "Haha, we have finally found the right path. We are here for the arena of the battle for the quota!

The second prince Li Ming and the other three followers have recovered. Seeing this path to the battlefield for the quota battle, the four of them smiled.

Long Jiaoyang had a strange expression, looking at the Taoist priest standing on the ancient road like a fat statue.

"Hey, isn't this the Moral Heavenly Lord of Tomb Robbers?" Golden Little Manniu discovered the very eye-catching big fat Moral Heavenly Lord.

Xie Yuxi's eyes were very good. He saw that the face of the Lord of Morality was covered with tears, "General, the Lord of Morality was crying very sadly. Could it be that he was robbed?"

"General Xie Gan, do you think it's easy to rob him?" Long Jiaoyang asked with a smile.

"This unethical fat man must have been robbed, but he was caught and beaten up by someone to rob the tomb." Golden Xiaomanniu guessed

The second prince Li Ming said, "The Emperor of Daode has been missing for so long, and it must have happened. Let's go and ask."

"Let's go and see him. It's not easy to meet old friends here." Long Jiaoyang nodded with a smile and took the first step forward.

The Lord of Morality stared at Long Jiaoyang with tears and snot on his face. He cried so hard that he didn't seem to be doing a fake.

"Daode Heavenly Lord, I am just reuniting my old friends. Even if you are happy, you can't cry like this." Long Jiaoyang had already walked to Daode Heavenly Lord, and he chuckled and said.

The Lord of Morality raised his head, the fat flesh on his face trembled a few times, and said sadly and angrily, "Fellow Daoist Long Jiaoyang, you are the descendant of the Great Qi Tian Monument!"

"Stop crying, you know, I am a master of both the righteous and the demon, not the pure descendant of the Heavenly Monument." Long Jiaoyang comforted him.

"You... why didn't you explain it publicly? You got it..." The Daode Tianjun was so excited that he wanted to explain it clearly, but the Golden Little Manniu and others rushed over and stopped him. He did not want these people to know about the Immortal Temple.

The Emperor of Morality turned the words of the unspeakable art into the rumored art "Fellow Daoist Long Jiaoyang, as long as you make public statements, you have the real immortal-suppressing monument in your hand, it is impossible for those people to come and kill me. If you don't make it public, I will be killed."

"Do you think I'll believe the immortal patterned strong men from the descendants of the immortal demons? They watched you get the Immortal Stele and leave." Long Jiaoyang responded with a rumor.

The Emperor of Daode looked bitter and said angrily, "The old bald donkey was a Buddhist monk and actually cheated me like this. When the Lord Dao got rid of those people, he would dig his grave!"

"The old monk sat down and turned into ashes, without a tomb." Long Jiaoyang said

"Fellow Daoist Long Jiaoyang, you must help me. As long as you display the Immortal Statue Monument, those people will naturally believe it. And if you have the immortal weapon in your hand, you don't need to be afraid of them at all." The Daode Heavenly Lord made a shameless request.

"If I could use the Immortal-Standard Monument, I would have been killing these people long ago. Do I still need to participate in the quota battle?" Long Jiaoyang was helpless. He really couldn't control the Immortal-Standard Monument. Long Jiaoyang could not sense where it was in his body.

The Lord of Morality cried with a sad face and couldn't help but burst into tears again.

"Big fat man, why did he cry like this? Did he steal the tomb that he shouldn't have robbed? He was found to be beaten up." Jin Xiaomanniu joked and laughed.

"I want to die, get me a piece of tofu!" Daode Tianjun cried and howled.

"Okay, as you wish!"

The golden little manniu agreed in great pain, and then slapped the Lord of Morality on the head and slapped him to the ground.

"Your uncle, I dare to slap Dao, I will kill me..." Daode Tianjun's forehead was swollen. He was so angry that he wanted to get angry, but suddenly he lay on the ground and looked into the distance motionlessly, his eyes full of shock.

The golden little manniu stepped on the ass of the Moral Heavenly King and provoked, "Big Fatty, don't you want to commit suicide? I'm helping you."

"Don't move me, get away." The Emperor of Morality was angry, and a layer of fairy-like sword appeared on his body, which directly poked a hole in the foot of the Golden Little Man Bull, causing the Golden Little Man Bull to cry aside with his feet in pain.

Before the Golden Little Manniu was about to get angry, the Emperor of Morality turned his head in surprise and laughed, "Little Manniu, you played well, you beat well, Master Dao, I thank you!"

Everyone couldn't help but be stunned. This Moral Heavenly Lord was a little nervous.

"Is this guy crazy because he was stimulated?" said Huang Xiaomanniu speechlessly
Chapter completed!