With Mihemingtai, who was small but united, Yaorao suddenly felt that Liuyun Palace should have collapsed long ago.

Following the team of several people in front of him, Yaorao did not take any detours and directly crossed the numerous restrictions and came to the top hall of the Ninth Peak.

If you want to say this is a "home"... it's really a bit of a scam!

However, several chain courtyards are slightly taller than other courtyards, which are incomparable to Yaorao's houses that were shocked by the explosion of the Dongshan veins before, not to mention the magnificent and magnificent building at the foot of the first peak of Liuyun Hall that she had looked out from afar!

From this point of view... the ninth peak of Liuyun Palace is really not popular!

Moreover, there was already a thin old man standing outside the courtyard, and three or four ordinary-looking men followed behind him. The old man was looking at the six or seven disciples from different main peaks flying towards him with anger.

"What are you little beasts here for?"

The old man waved Mu Guai in his hand and panted. It seemed that he was quite a smart person. When he saw the mountain lock formation collapse, the disciples from other main peaks rushed to their own peak gates and immediately understood the sinister intentions of these disciples!

If they are tactful, it would be best if they are fooled.

Unfortunately, it is not the first time we have been dealing with each other. Since we dare to provoke, these disciples from the fourth and fifth peaks have naturally figured out the temper of the ninth peak of the Venerable Fengshan...

"Damn old man! Call you! You're so bad! Who doesn't know that your ninth peak is all garbage, the mountain-suppressing magic weapon has no purpose in attack. Even the position of the venerable is the Supreme Elders who see that you are too old, so they kindly give it to you."

The disciples of Huang, the fifth peak, looked arrogant, especially when they thought that the sect leader had broken, they had no idea of ​​any status and status, so their tone became more arrogant and rude!

"Don't talk nonsense, get out of here. All the valuable good things in the hall belong to us. I respect you as an older person, so I say a few more good things to you. If you stop me, don't blame us for stepping on you, a stinky old man, into a meat pie!" The disciple surnamed Huang looked arrogant!

Knowing that he was here to rob, the ruthless and bloodthirsty light immediately rose on the faces of the disciples of Huang, and the beasts under their feet dived their legs and let out a threatening low cry.

The seven people were originally not low in the illusion level, and the dark side of their hearts grew wildly in the desperate situation of destroying the sect, which showed the worst parts of human nature that were rarely exposed on weekdays.

Humiliated by the disciples of other main peaks, the old man's face turned blue and white.

After all, he is the Master Fengshan Venerable at the end of the day, and the peak war god of ninth level. He is the same as the masters and even the masters of these arrogant men in front of him, but he is still humiliated by the younger generation like this today.

The Jiufeng was indeed all soft-boys. Seeing that his master was scolded like this, the four people behind the old man still had indifferent expressions. Some shrugged their shoulders and picked their teeth, while others were still looking up at the sky in a daze.

I've strangled it! They are all the best! They are charming and black.

Just as Yao Rao sighed secretly, a charming smile suddenly appeared on the blue-white cheeks of the Ninth Peak Fengshan Venerable.

"That's it! That's it! What a few people said!"

I'll wipe it!

The face of Venerable Fengshan became so fast... Yaorao did not rush forward, but slowed down, and wanted to see what the old man who had no elder spirit wanted to do.

"You guys can't come to my ninth peak for nothing. This natural disaster and man-made disaster are all my disciples. Let's do it..."

Seeing everyone's strength, the old man in the Jiufeng bent over and rubbed his hands hard. He looked like a second-hand man in the hotel, and he actually squinted his eyes in a negotiated tone.

"There is a share in the meeting, and the person who sees has a share in the meeting. Come on, choose three things one person, first-choice first serve, and leave the rest to the little guys who go to the ninth peak later. It also saves you from going to my husband's house and making good things here. I've been thinking about the friendship between you robbing Jiufeng and smashing Jiufeng for so many years. You have to leave a complete house for the old man who can't walk, right?"

He waved his hand and the four stupid disciples behind him walked up lazyly and took out their own storage rings.

Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow!

The storage magic weapon made a crisp sound, and then it dropped something on the ground with crackling sound.

Something was rolling around on the ground.

Among them were small bottles of elixirs, gold-inlaid paperweight, mutton fat jade bottles, ancient books, and some magic crystal fragments that were obviously broken off from the wall. The last fat Jiufeng disciple even shook the ring in his hand fiercely. After a strange sound, a mahogany screen and a few boxwood chairs fell out of the ring. In terms of carving skills, they were probably rare good things.

Speechless... Yaorao swallowed her mouth. It turned out that the old man from the Ninth Peak had already planned to have disciples from other peaks to snatch things. So he had already prepared everything. First, to satisfy the unscrupulous disciples' mentality of making money, and second, to protect his house and avoid being destroyed by civil strife.

Save the robbers time and energy to rob... I don't know if it's because the old man has a purpose or is so cowardly...

These messy, small pieces piled up a large pile of debris on the ground. Although the breath is chaotic, it is not difficult to distinguish valuable things inside. Several small pieces also emit considerable spiritual energy, such as a white jade tortoise scattered by the mahogany screen less than half a palm-sized one. The agile eyes seemed to have a brilliance flowing under the eyes, like a living thing. However, this pure spiritual energy has a sense of ethereality, which is almost completely obscured by the breath of other large items.

In addition, there are also a few special auras mixed in the depths of the pile of debris.

If Yaorao chose, she would definitely give up the big items and dig out the small things from the pile of debris and take a look.

The old man Fengshan from the ninth peak stood foolishly beside the pile of miscellaneous items with his four stupid disciples. The wrinkles on his face could kill flies. His seemingly loyal appearance made the disciples of the fourth and fifth peaks with fierce faces a little confused.

The Ninth Peak has always been so cowardly. He punched hard like rotten cotton, and he didn't know where the strength and anger went. In other words, even if he beat him, he didn't have the desire to beat him up...
Chapter completed!