Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

After hearing what Yuyangzi and Yuzhenzi said, Xiaotian suddenly smiled.

These two guys are really looking down on others!

No, how can you say it's a dog's eye? Wouldn't that be demeaning yourself?

It should be said that these two guys don't have eyes, their eyes are just two holes.

If these two people knew that the person they despised had an incarnation named Taoist Wanyu and another incarnation named Beiyu Mingzun, would they be scared to death?

Xiaotian whispered: "Lord, I want to fight!"

"With one against two, you are no match for the two of them." Zhao Mu said calmly.

"It's okay, it's okay. I'll feel better after the beating first. I haven't done anything for a long time, and all the bones in my body are about to fall apart."

Xiao Tian was so excited that he didn't care at all that he might be beaten.

"Okay, let's play with them and withdraw when you can't hold on any longer!"

Zhao Mu waved his hand casually.

"Okay, hahaha, we can finally fight. You two little brats, your grandpa Xiaotian is here to play with you!"

Xiaotian laughed, his body that was originally like a horse expanded like a house in the blink of an eye, and he rushed forward with a fierce aura.

"Arrogant!"

Yu Yangzi and Yu Zhenzi were angry.

They thought the person coming was a saint just now, which made them frightened.

As a result, he is now just a dog demon in the sage realm. He actually dares to ignore them like this. How can he bear it?

"Brother, kill him!"

"Okay, in our Sacred Artifact Sect's territory, there is no room for a dog monster to be rampant!"

The two took action.

The Sacred Artifact Sect is a sect famous for its weapon refining skills, so their fighting methods naturally include a variety of dazzling magic weapons.

I saw Yu Zhenzi waving his hand, and a piece of armor was immediately put on his body, a spear was held in his hand, and a fist-sized stone sculpture behind him expanded and turned into a flaming phoenix.

Next to him, Yuyangzi was not bad either. He was also wearing armor on his upper body, and dense flying knives appeared around his body while holding seals with both hands. A pagoda appeared above his head.

The two of them seemed to be armed to the teeth, and the next moment they faced Xiao Tian.

boom!

The three masters of the sage realm immediately started a fierce fight, and violent mana bloomed in the sky above Chisong City.

The people in the city were all alarmed, and they all looked at the sky in fear, fearing that the power of the three masters would fall and they would die without a burial place.

Over there, Liang Ping's face was solemn, and his eyes revealed worry.

It's not that he has never seen masters fighting. After all, he has been traveling with Zhao Mu for two hundred years. He is no longer the newbie of immortality who didn't understand anything when he just left Jinyue City.

But precisely because he has experienced it, he knows that the more masters fight, the more dangerous it is, and the slightest mistake can end in ashes.

The strongest one on their side is Xiaotian, but with Xiaotian's strength, one against two, he is obviously at a disadvantage.

And once Xiaotian is defeated, wouldn't he and his master...

Liang Ping couldn't help but look at his master, but saw that Zhao Mu had already flown into the air not far away. What was he checking?

Liang Ping smiled bitterly. His master was as calm as ever, obviously not caring about Xiaotian's loss.

And judging from what Xiaotian said just now, he didn't mean to worry that he would die if he lost.

To be honest, in two hundred years of travel, although they had not encountered any fatal fights, their master had never taken action.

But Liang Ping always felt that his master was hiding some secret.

But no matter how secrets are hidden, the Yuanshen realm is only the Yuanshen realm after all, and it is impossible to compete with the sage.

There are two big differences between them!

Could it be that this master of his own still has a divine weapon in his hand that allows him to fight across borders, or that he can casually recruit some master who is stronger than Master Xiaotian?

Liang Ping really has no confidence.

Zhao Mu didn't care what his apprentice was thinking, and he didn't pay much attention to the fight on Xiaotian's side.

After all, although he is only in the Yuanshen realm, he has so many chips that he doesn't know which one to use.

So they were just two sages, and they really didn't deserve to get him to pay too much attention to them, so they just let Xiaotian play for a while.

Compared with the fight over there, he cared more about Xiao Jinyun.

A wisp of Hun Tianji's divine power gathered in his eyes, Zhao Mu looked forward in the air, and immediately saw the fluttering soul of Xiao Jinyun.

After a little inspection to confirm that Yu Yangzi's attack just now did not cause any damage to Xiao Jinyun, Zhao Mu breathed a sigh of relief.

"I wonder how long it will take for you to find a suitable body?"

Zhao Mu shook his head and said nothing more.

Xiao Jinyun's soul fell into a deep sleep after his disintegration. Now all his actions are based on instinct, and she can't hear his words.

Zhao Mu retreated, letting Xiao Jinyun's soul float over Chisong City.

After a while, as if he had confirmed that there was no suitable body for him here, Xiao Jinyun's soul suddenly rose into the sky and flew towards the next opportunity he sensed.

Zhao Mu chuckled and then turned back to look at the fight over there.

At this time, the outcome of both sides has gradually become clear.

The Xiaotian demon body is strong and can withstand the attacks of magic weapons. It has not been injured for half a day.

However, with one against two, his energy was stretched too much, and his mana consumption far exceeded that of his opponent.

So at this moment, he obviously lacked stamina, and was beaten back by Yu Yangzi and Yu Zhenzi.

However, Zhao Mu still only glanced at it before flying down to the streets of the city. Liang Ping quickly followed after seeing this.

The two landed on the ground, and Zhao Mu walked straight to an open-air tea stall: "Boss, bring a pot of tea."

The tea stall owner is an ordinary old man.

The old man seemed a little afraid, and he tremblingly placed a pot of tea on the table: "Immortal... Immortal please."

"Thank you."

Zhao Mu nodded.

The old man quickly retreated, while the people on the surrounding streets also hid in the distance, secretly watching Zhao Mu, but did not come over.

They saw with their own eyes that Zhao Mu and Liang Ping could fly in the sky.

For them, immortal cultivators who can fly into the sky and escape from the earth are gods. They must respect them and cannot easily approach them and offend their existence.

So they can only hide far away.

Liang Ping also sat at the table, his face serious.

Zhao Mu smiled and handed over the teacup: "Why are you so nervous? Relax, this is not a big deal today."

Liang Ping smiled bitterly: "Master, you are really calm. Those are two masters of the sage realm. My disciple really can't relax at all. Are you really not worried at all?"

"worry about what?"

"Uncle Xiaotian is going to be defeated."

"If you lose, just lose. Didn't you already know this?"

"But..." Liang Ping didn't know what to say.

Zhao Mu smiled: "Speaking of which, although you have been traveling with me for two hundred years, you have not seen any big scenes."

"Since someone bumped into me today, why don't I make things bigger for my master so that you can gain more knowledge?"

Seeing Zhao Mu's smiling expression, Liang Ping's heart suddenly thought: "Master, what do you want to do?"