"Senior brother, it's time for us to set off." Tu Shanjun said straight to the point: "This time we not only have to seal off the Ghost Sea Array to continue the evil energy, but maybe we can also use the remaining evil energy to promote Hun Banner to Taoist soldiers, which can save Donghai Jun's

Yang Shen, in the future, the Soul Banner will be given an additional venerable helper."

Taiyi, who was in charge, stood up, stretched his waist and said: "I haven't been active for a long time, so I just went to see the development of Dazhong City."

Taking the Zunhun Banner from Tu Shanjun, Taiyi turned his hand and turned it into an inch, put it into his sleeve robe, and said loudly: "Then let's take a trip."

The sect is stable and there are not many things that need to be handled by him as the sect leader. The secular affairs can be left to Xu Zhao.

Moreover, it won't take them long to get to the Ghost Sea. Even if the evil spirit vortex in the Ghost Sea is dealt with a little slower, there is no need to worry that it will take too long. Tu Shanjun is a master of formations, and setting up large formations is not easy.

Not to mention the great formations of the Qianyuan Dynasty, none of the formations today were created by Tu Shanjun.

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Danfeng.

Zhou Xinglie paced nervously in the hall, looking nervous and looking at the door from time to time, as if he was anxiously waiting for someone.

This made the devil guarding Dan Peak suspicious. Without Tu Shanjun, the devil had already returned to his tall body, just like when he 'admonished' Zhou Xinglie. At this time, he also came over with a cruel smile on his lips.

As soon as the laughter came out, it was like a deflated rubber ball, turning into a three-inch penis.

Zhou Xinglie immediately became awe-struck. The devil's appearance was obviously because the master had arrived.

Thinking of this, he looked toward the door and saw the familiar figure with red hair approaching. Before Zhou Xinglie could be overjoyed, the appearance of a person made the smile on Zhou Xinglie's face freeze.

"metropolitan?"

Whisper softly.

"Xinglie, let's go."

Tu Shanjun said hello and released a spiritual boat. When the wind rose, the spiritual boat turned into a small boat and appeared in front of him.

"Coming."

Zhou Xinglie walked quickly and jumped onto the spirit boat.

Looking at the figure with bare feet and white robe, he bowed his hands and said, "Uncle, will you also go with us?"

"Your uncle is stopping by Dazhong City."

See a familiar smile.
Chapter completed!