"What's wrong with the pants? I bought these shorts at a local stall. They're really cheap, only ten dollars a pair. They look great when I wear them..."
etc!
What does Chen Huai'an know?
He lowered his head and his old face suddenly turned red.
It turned out that after activating the Heavenly Demonic Skill, his body became too big and his pants burst.
Now is the time when nuclear weapons come out.
He immediately took out a new pair of pants from his space equipment and put them on.
"Disciple, you didn't see anything just now."
Chen Huai'an emphasized this shamelessly.
He firmly believed in one truth - when the atmosphere is extremely awkward, if you want to be embarrassed yourself, then the embarrassment will be to others.
"Disciple... I saw everything."
Li Qingran looked away and bit her red lips.
Chen Huai'an: "..."
Yes, everything is played according to the rules.
This made him very embarrassed.
The cave became quiet again.
When Chen Huai'an was sweating profusely and didn't know how to answer, a roar from the cave helped him out.
"How could this little thief come to destroy our Twelve Lands Golden Lock Dragon Trapping Formation!"
"What formation?" Chen Huaian was stunned.
So plain and simple?
He guessed it right without thinking.
The attack on 뀘놅 has already fallen.
Boom——!
The energy wave from the explosion instantly razed the entire cave to the ground.
The smoke cleared.
Chen Huai'an saw Li Qingran standing in front of him, Su Xian crossed in front of him, one hand against the sword blade, and a barrier of sword energy condensed around him a foot in front of him to intercept the aftermath.
"Is the old man so cruel?"
Chen Huai'an looked around.
The corpses of those immortals were crushed into pieces.
You have to know that when the old man took action, he knew very well that these immortals were already dead, and obviously he didn't think of leaving anyone alive in the cave.
"Killing you, the little thief who destroyed the formation, their death will be worth it!"
The old man snorted coldly, then slapped Chen Huaian and Li Qingran.
But even though his cultivation was higher than Li Qingran's, this full-strength palm was still easily blocked by Li Qingran's body-protecting sword energy.
"Hmm?" The old man raised his eyebrows with great satisfaction.
He could feel that Li Qingran's yang soul was golden.
But why is it so easy to take his attack?
In that case...
"Everyone, leave six of you to stabilize the formation, and the rest of you will work together with me to kill these two thieves first!"
As soon as the words fell, five gold guards immediately released their gold locks and surrounded the old man.
The six golden disciples were looming over him. Li Qingran's face darkened. He clenched the handle of the Suxian sword tightly and said to Chen Huai'an, "Master, just do whatever you want to do. These six golden disciples will hold you back!"
She knew what Chen Huai'an wanted to do.
I am also concerned about why Chen Huai'an knows magic.
She knew that Chen Huai'an was her master.
She would mistake Master's aura for hers.
If it were Master, that would be enough.
She can take care of everything else.
Even if I was facing six gold masters, even if I knew they were my opponents.
"How could your teacher let you face danger alone?" Chen Huaian shook his head, took out his mobile phone, activated the electronic girlfriend game, dragged out the player's backpack and materialized one of the objects.
To be honest,
I was really shocked to see so many Jin Zhuji in the real world.
If he was an ordinary governor of the Demon Slayer Division, the gap between his knowledge and those of the immortals might have caused him to collapse mentally.
But alas, he is.
He is a joker.
"Take action!" The old man gave an order in the air.
The six gold masters each used their martial arts to suppress Li Qingran. The rioting spiritual energy stirred up a violent wind, which pushed the surrounding trees and rubble into waves three feet high before the impact even arrived.
"Master, let's go!"
Li Qingran turned his head, his tone anxious.
But Chen Huai'an was seen pushing a jade token forward with his palm held up - on the jade token was written the word "sword" with the words "dragon flying and phoenix dancing".
The back of the jade token is in the shape of the Jiange Mountain Gate.
At the foot of the mountain gate, there is a large gold-plated character - "Ling".
Jian Ge 놅 sect token?
Li Qingran was stunned, but felt that they were too similar.
"I am the ancestor of Jian Ge." Chen Huaian took two steps forward and stood in front of Li Qingran. Facing the magic spells in the sky, his eyes were shining with sword light.
The token in front of him also lit up.
He held the token in one hand and shouted in a deep voice: "Today, I will issue this order. Sword Pavilion disciples, please listen to my call immediately!"
“Congeal——!”
The space shook violently, as if it had frozen.
The six Jin 뀑s' faces changed drastically.
They actually saw a phantom of a magnificent sect behind the young man who was building the foundation. The sect had strange peaks and steep mountains, pavilions and towers, and although they were dilapidated, they carried a sword spirit that soared into the sky.
The moment the sect's phantom appeared.
The magic they stimulated also broke down.
…
At the same time, in the small world.
Inside the sword tomb, the three sword masters who were facing the wall to reflect on their mistakes seemed to have the same feeling.
Three sword energies opened up the void in front of him.
Duan Feng stood up, looking serious, and bowed to the void crack, saying: "I am Duan Feng, a disciple of Jian Pavilion, and I am summoned!" As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared from the spot.
Xu An and Zhen He also stood up.
He also bowed respectfully to the void.
"Jian Ge disciple, Xu An, listen to the call!"
"Jian Ge disciple, Zhen He, listen to the call!"
Swish, swish——!
The remaining two disciples also disappeared along with the fluctuations in space.
The Sword Pavilion is located deep inside the Sect Master's Hall.
Su Qinian suddenly glanced towards the sword tomb.
He smacked his lips, closed his eyes, and continued practicing.
…
The three representatives of Jian Ge's direct disciples are the strongest among Jian Ge's disciples.
Each of them has great strength.
Chen Huai'an held the token.
Beside him, three phantoms gradually solidified.
It was he who wanted to gather stronger elders and pavilion masters.
The main reason was that with his current strength, he could only summon Su Qinian for a minute at most. What could he do in a minute? But summoning the three direct disciples was the same, and it could last for half an hour.
The immortals in the real world seemed to have a huge gap in martial arts and core skills compared to the cultivators in the Cangyun Realm, so the old man in the gold period couldn't do anything to Li Qingran even with his full strength.
Chen Huai'an thought that three disciples of Jian Ge should be enough to deal with the twelve Golden Immortals. In practice, he would just sacrifice some time and add more people.
"Disciple Duan Feng, I pay my respects to the ancestor."
After Duan Feng finished transmitting first, he looked at Chen Huaian and was stunned for a moment.
He even suspected that he had seen it wrong.
It was not until he looked at Li Qingran next to him that he was sure of Chen Huaian's identity.
"Disciple, Xu An... uh, Grandmaster, why did you change your hairstyle?"
"Disciple, Zhen He, uh, hahahaha, uh... greet the ancestor."
Chen Huai'an's face turned dark.
In addition to Duan Feng, Xu An and Zhen He had to face the wall in the sword tomb for another year.
Is now the time for laughter?
Be serious!
Especially when meeting the ancestors, one must be dignified and decent.
"My hairstyle is a gift from these people, I'll leave them to you." Chen Huai'an threw the pot away and said coldly, "Protect Li Qingran and hold off these twelve golden men for a while, is it possible?"
Duan Feng turned his head and looked at the sky.
These people are all gold, but their energy is weak and their foundation is not solid, just like the herbalists who take drugs to pile up gold. To deal with such gold, one against five is a problem.
He withdrew his gaze and bowed to Chen Huaian.
He said in a cold voice: "Don't worry, ancestor, with the three of us, no one can hurt a hair of Junior Sister!"
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