Under the Genting Gentleman, the people from the Wugui Sect and Zhang Xipeng and others were waiting here.

"Look at me!"

A man shouted at the sky.

Everyone looked up.

In the distant mountains, the sea of ​​clouds tumbling, and a narrow passage spread out from the top of the clouds, creating a gap in the sea of ​​clouds.

"A master has taken action!"

"Just kidding? Internal warriors can't beat this way!"

"Is there a qi on it? Or a magician? "

Everyone started talking.

In the end, everyone came to a conclusion that there must be a Gangqi-level master above.

Otherwise, such a result would never be possible.

"Not good! Could it be that Zhou Wen is in danger?" Zhang Xipeng said nervously.

He frowned and paced back and forth.

However, the disciples of the Wugui Sect didn't feel anything. They were quite leisurely and set up a fire next to the tent to make some barbecue.

Wu Xiong sat in front of the fire, with a wooden stick in his hand, with the legs of an unknown beast stuck on it.

The meat is shiny and exudes a scent.

"It's so fragrant!" Wu Xiong swallowed his saliva and exclaimed.

Seeing that the thigh was about to be baked, Wu Xiong raised his hand and moved his thigh towards his mouth.

"The mountains are idle clouds and wild cranes, and barbecue is accompanied by them. It would be even better if I could have a drink, but it would be a pity that there wasn't." Wu Xiong smacked his tongue and sighed.

He opened his mouth and bit it down.

"Crack!"

"Damn!" Wu Xiong screamed in pain.

I looked closely and saw that the barbecue in my hand had disappeared.

He took his mouth and his upper and lower teeth bumped together.

Wu Xiong widened his eyes and looked around.

In the distance, an old man in a Taoist robe was holding his barbecue in his hand and biting it down.

"Bulie's nose! Where did you come out? Why are you snatching me to barbecue?" Wu Xiong cursed.

"Little guy, how do you talk? I think of you when I eat your barbecue." The old Taoist priest smiled.

Eat all over my mouth.

Seeing the fruits of his own labor in other people's mouths, Wu Xiong looked angry.

"Give me my barbecue back!" Wu Xiong rushed over angrily.

The old Taoist priest smiled and pointed at Wu Xiong with his finger.

"Certainly!"

Wu Xiong's body suddenly stopped.

Everyone around was staring at the old Taoist priest with vigilance.

"Little guy, isn't it just eating your barbecue? As for it?" the old Taoist priest said disdainfully.

After a few steps, he completely ate one leg.

"Which sect do you belong to?" Wu Xiong said sternly.

"I am a member of the Taoist Taoist Taoist." The old Taoist priest smiled.

Qu Rize and others surrounded the old Taoist priest in the middle and said sternly: "We are disciples of the Witch Ghost Sect, Niu Nose, don't do anything randomly, our sect leader is the Ghost Witch King!"

"I know, I won't touch you." said the old Taoist priest.

Above the sky, the sea of ​​clouds is still rolling.

The old Taoist priest looked up and exclaimed: "It's quite hot to fight."

"You stay here first, don't go up." The old Taoist priest said slowly.

When he was speaking, the direction he was facing was Zhang Xipeng.

Zhang Xipeng was stunned for a moment when he heard this, as if he had thought of something, but he didn't say it out.

The old Taoist priest slowly walked towards Yunding.

A tiger jumped out in the mountains and forests.

This tiger was the one that Zhou Wen conquered before.

Seeing the tiger coming out, a smile appeared on the old Taoist priest's face.

"Little tiger, you're still here. Come and let me touch it."

The old Taoist priest said to the tiger.

"I'm afraid this old guy has a brain disease, right?"

"Let the tiger eat him!"

"I think he has lived enough and doesn't want to live anymore."

Many people said sarcastically.

However, the next second, everyone's mouths grew.

The tiger actually became extremely docile, came to the old Taoist priest, bent down and let the old Taoist priest caress.

The old Taoist priest touched the tiger's head and smiled and said, "This kid has some skills and can still conquer you."

"But let me get the discount first."

He slapped the tiger on the butt, then jumped onto the tiger's back.

"Let's go!" the old Taoist priest said sternly.

The tiger moved its body and rushed towards the mountain.

The old Taoist priest's body also disappeared into the mountains and forests.

"What's this old man doing?"

"I don't know where the master came from?"

"I have never heard of this old man!"

Everyone started to discuss.

At this time, Wu Xiong's imprisoned body also recovered from freedom.

He breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes filled with shock.

"Why did the Taoist people come out?" Qu Rize said suspiciously.

"This guy is at least a magician, but he doesn't attack us. I don't know why." A disciple also asked in confusion.

In the southwest region, in addition to the Witch God Sect, there are also Taoist forces.

It is precisely because of the mutual checks and balances between the two that the Witch God Sect is not the only one.

However, people from Taoism have always been low-key and hardly come out.

In the world, there are very few Taoist warlocks.

"Why do you think so much? It would be great if we can live." Wu Xiong sighed.

"That's right."

Many disciples of the Wugui Sect agree with this answer very much.

Next to him, Zhang Xipeng was very shocked.

"Is this old man a master in the southwest of Zhuque Hall?" Zhang Xipeng said in his heart.

"He doesn't let us go up, which means something must have happened above."

Zhang Xipeng looked at the sea of ​​clouds and analyzed it in his heart.

"It seems that we need to contact the outside world." Zhang Xipeng made a decision in his heart.

...

Above the Genting.

As Master Gammon punched out, Zhou Wen took it and the sea of ​​ghosts and the sea of ​​clouds around him fluctuated.

The qi was used to attack, and the waves of air hit by one punch ranged dozens of meters.

"Bang bang bang!"
To be continued...