Even the three old men in the Taoist Court felt a little incredible, thinking that Zhong Yue was going to fight to the death. Looking at the exciting battle in the dark alley before, he still admired Zhong Yue very much, but the Taoist Court now cannot tolerate two geniuses. What they have to do is either kill or let Zhong Yue stand in their camp.

"I am a fisherman. I can escape before. Now let's see if I have any chance to resist?"

"Smart, I like smart people." Genglijun admired Zhong Yue more and more, "It's a pity. If it weren't for the fact that you triggered Fengming Jiugao before, we would have been confidants."

Zhong Yue closed his eyes, looking too lazy to pay attention to it.

Zhao Yongchun, who was a little cautious, narrowed his eyes, "Don't play any tricks. Unless you feel that you can escape from the hands of a few of us, we will not be as careless as those old sword sticks before. A killing formation has been set up here, as long as you dare to take a step forward, it will only take a moment to pieces."

"Look, what other tricks can I play?"

Gengli Jun waved the Mo Yun in his hand and said, "Stretch out his hand and I will plant the seeds of Tao on you. In this way, as long as you dare to disobey me, even if you are a saint, you will be as crisp as a piece of paper in front of me."

Zhong Yue's drooping black robe was a little embarrassed and ragged, which really made him feel like a stray dog.

He raised his hand.

"Look at your clothes are torn. When you join the Taoist temple, you will have the best brocade to tailor your clothes."

"That's really good." Zhong Yue's tone was very calm.

When Sanqing Lao was relieved when he saw Zhong Yue's obedient look, he seemed to be really at a loss and had no choice.

The runes drawn by Genglijun with his fingers gradually condensed and turned into a tiny seed, slowly falling towards Zhong Yue's arm.

"Pull up the sleeves."

Zhong Yue went over with his left hand to pull the sleeve robe, "Oh, OK."

His fingers grabbed the sleeve robe and slowly pulled it upwards.

Genglijun looked at the sleeve robe that was pulled up. When he saw the little star light flying out of the sleeve robe, his pupils shrank and he said angrily: "I can't raise a wolf cub!"

This time, Zhong Yue's brushwork carries all the brushwork of the nine powers of the gods and man, and even mixes Zhang Sengyou's eight methods of painting bones. If the Dragon Saint's inheritance was not sealed like this, he would have been like untied the runes and fought a desperate struggle.

"Be a servant? You three old maomao and a wild son. You will feel dirty when you are my servant!"

With one sentence, the lungs of several people were suddenly irritated.

"I knew this kid wasn't surrender so quickly!"

This star light flew over, and the runes in Genglijun's hand flashed, and a Taoist talisman ignited, "A little trick of carving insects, do you think I am a stupid person like Shang Zhong?"

The Taoist talisman slowly expanded, wrapping up Zhong Yue's star-bright pen.

Hissing.

A rustling sound came from the night sky. Gengli Jun stared at the movement inside the talisman. The Sanqing Old Man quickly stepped forward and prepared to control Zhong Yue. However, the Taoist Talisman that had been intercepted had not been enough, and there was a sudden snorkeling, and the starlight burst out and flew towards Gengli Jun.

"Li Jun, be careful!"

"It's okay, can this kid be hurt?"

The swaying paper fan in Genglijun's hand flew out, with a few big characters above it majestic and sacred.

When this star light touched the paper fan, it finally trembled.

With a bang.

Flying above the Bian River, bright and dazzling silver fireworks bloomed.

This kind of dazzling even Gengli Jun, who had put away the paper fan, had his sleeves covering his eyes, which was too eye-catching.

"It's this kind of trick again."

Waiting for the bright light to fade, several people will recover their sight.

hiss!

"Where are people?"

Genglijun's pupils shrank, and he was also very shocked, "Where is the person?"

"The formation is intact and not broken!"

"Damn it, how did he disappear!"

Genglijun's face turned pale, "Damn it, this kid is really cunning!"

"Go and look for it quickly. If he escapes from heaven and tells the Lord, it will be troublesome."

Genglijun's eyes widened and he looked at Zhao Yongchun, "What Elder Zhao means, among me and him, will the Holy Lord choose him?"

"this……"

"That's damn! How did he disappear?"

The water of the Bian River is clear and unpredictable.

That night, two phoenixes danced in the Bian River first, five swords hidden in the dark alley, and finally the three clears surrounded the fireworks.

Zhong Yue, the iron tree and silver flower, never crawled out of the Bian River again, and no one knew where Zhong Buqi, who had left at night, had gone.

"Grandma, there were fireworks in the mud just now, and it was such a big firework."

"Shh, it's not fireworks, there are gods fighting. Be good, hurry up and sleep for a while after peeing." The old woman comforted the awakened child.

The Bian River has once again returned to its former tranquility.

...

...

The road back was extremely rugged, but when Zhong Yue was about to go back, he made all preparations. This time, even if he had been dead for a lifetime, he would die in his hometown.

No matter how good Daqian is, it has no homeland, no relatives, and no sense of belonging.

The moment the fireworks bloomed, he teleported them back.

"Locate the Earth."

"Did the host choose to directly locate the earth?"

"Sure!"

If the previous teleportation to Daqian had already made Zhong Yue feel the horror of this physical teleportation, then if he returned to the system first and then to the earth, such a dual risk was currently unbearable to Zhong Yue. He could only use his luck to teleport back to the earth directly to see if there was any chance to go back.

After Ningmo entered the Tao, he obviously felt that his body had become much tougher, so he dared to try such a risky teleportation. Moreover, he was forced to the Jedi. If there was still a glimmer of life, he would not choose this dangerous path.

Those three old fish could control him casually. As for the conceited leader, it definitely did not exist. According to Zhong Yue's words, he, like a group of NPs, looked down as a dog, and the game experience was so bad that it exploded.

"The system simulation positioning has been completed. Due to the low host realm, the positioning cannot be accurate and the risk factor is extremely high."

Zhong Yue was too lazy to answer anymore, and the ink rhyme on his body wrapped himself into a black and white oval.

At this high-speed teleportation, Zhong Yue had already felt the dissipation of Mo Yun bit by bit. Fortunately, the bone method under the nine-strength power of the god-man made him faint like before, but his whole body was still trembling, feeling like he was about to be torn apart.

Hold on!

Be sure to persevere!

Zhong Yue encouraged himself like this. If he fainted before, he would be completely over. But now, he still maintains a light consciousness and naturally cannot let himself fall into trouble.

The ink rhyme in the dantian quickly dried up, and the Hanmo Realm was indeed unable to maintain its strength under such high-speed teleportation for too long.

The ninth power of the gods and man only prevented Zhong Yue from being torn apart, and could no longer provide any unnecessary ink rhyme to maintain this protective cover.

The golden runes in Zhong Yue's body were shaken away uncontrollably. The inheritance of Dragon Saint once again exerted its residual heat, maintaining the Mo Yun shield that was about to break.

Zhong Yue was overjoyed. At the critical moment, Lao Zhang had to be very powerful! He didn't know that Gou Laoqi, who was working hard, once again rolled all over the ground and cried and shouted at his father and mother. The master and servant were a hundred miles away from Zhongzhou, but they could not find him again.

Zhong Yue closed his eyes, adjusted his body, and slowly curled up together, which would consume less ink rhyme mask.

In this endless void, I don’t know how long it took, and even the will of the Dragon Saint was exhausted. Zhong Yue felt his body floating up, as if it was light, and there seemed to be a melodious bell ringing in the distance.

This is a signal to return home.

In a sea of ​​sunflowers, shrouded by twilight, the child with a braid looked at Zhong Yue lying in the blank soil burned out in horror.

"Dad...Dad...Ah! Some people are...suffering!"
Chapter completed!