Supreme Merit Cultivation System

The three disciples of King Luo with a bronze body gave Wang Qiong a sideways look. One of them, the old man with a goatee and a very obvious inverted triangle figure, waved his hand and said: "In that case, let us brothers wait a little longer. We always go together for several days."

Friendship...Besides, Li Daoyou’s Taoism is unfathomable, so it’s okay to think about it.”

Several ice-eyed divine carps also nodded solemnly, seemingly not planning to leave. Even He Qifeng and Zuo Lan looked at each other and stood still holding their flying swords.

"Is he really not dead?" Long Qingshuang's eyes lit up and he quickly looked at the eldest sister who was hugging him.

The Tian Chong tribe girl couldn't help but ruffled her hair, and just let out a long sigh.

There was a proud look on Ou Song's eyebrows. He adjusted his sleeves slowly and said: "I know what you are thinking. Yes, the next time Xiaolong Erba retracts, the king of this nest will indeed come back. And

, and will indeed take all the Voldemorts out to sweep them away."

Seeing everyone looking over, he raised his eyebrows and smiled smugly, and said: "But do you think that I have put so much effort into making wedding dresses for others? Our fate of being on the same team has ended, so you should leave first.

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Oyoude didn't know when he returned to his side again, and suddenly turned around and looked in a certain direction.

Everyone then turned their heads and saw hundreds of figures vaguely flashing out of the darkness a hundred feet away. They probably sensed the spiritual energy fluctuations here, and the black shadows surrounded them in a semicircle. The people were still far away, and the whole beauty

The sea seemed to be affected, hundreds of people joined together, and the momentum seemed to form a ten-thousand-foot wave line, overwhelming them with an invincible force.

Everyone was overwhelmed by the momentum, and they felt that if they paused for a moment longer, they would be crushed by the crushing waves. Their eyes became more and more solemn as the figure got closer.

The more than a hundred people who came slowly were all at least in the state of becoming gods. Both the male cultivators and the female cultivators were all dressed in sky-blue robes with fluttering sleeves. They had an aura that crushed everything and was unyielding to heaven and earth.

The leader was a man in his forties, with a beard as beautiful as a waterfall, and his cultivation was in the late stage of transformation. He stood twenty feet away, clasped his fists in the distance and said: "Who is in front of you? This area has been controlled by my Xiantian Yishui Shizi Sect.

Many forces in the inner sect and Xiaolongchi have agreed to book the venue. You better not stay too long and leave quickly."

He Qifeng's eyes turned cold and he was about to step forward. However, Zuo Lan grabbed his sleeve and shook his head slightly.

The rest of the people had already begun to think of retreating, but they still looked at Ou Song, wanting to see how he would solve this situation. Some of them were already expecting him to give him a wedding dress.

But a chrysanthemum-like smile bloomed on Ou Song's face, as if he had known it would be like this. He cupped his fists from a distance and shouted: "Ou Song, I am Ou Yusheng's second uncle!"

Everyone in the Xiantian Yishui inner sect looked at each other in confusion. It seemed that many people did not know who Ou Yusheng was. However, there should still be some insiders. After communicating with each other for a while, the eyes that looked at him suddenly became kinder.

Apart from this, there was no such thing as bowing down, and no one came to try to build relationships. Ou Song still kept his fist-clasping posture, but no one spoke to him. His expression was a bit awkward.

Fortunately, a figure suddenly appeared in the other direction to help him out, and most people present turned their attention.

The skinny man walking in the distance flashed in front of Ou Song with a grin on his face. He was wearing the same sky-blue robe as a disciple of the Xiantian Yishui inner sect.

Ou Song quickly cupped his fists and said, "Thank you so much, Fellow Daoist Wu, for your generous help."

The monk surnamed Wu, with a thin face, small eyes, and seemingly no molars, first casually threw out a small red flag and re-inserted it where the white rhinoceros clone disappeared. Then he waved his hand casually and said: "It's a small matter, wait for it in this lair."

I walked out of the cave blindly and got so much ocean essence..."

Ou Song said seriously: "Of course it will be divided equally."

The monk surnamed Wu shook his head and said: "That's good. I'll explain it to Senior Brother Gu." These words should be meant for the people around him.

The man with the beautiful beard couldn't help but frowned when he saw the skinny man, and shouted in a bad tone: "Wu Jun, what on earth are you and...that Mr. Ou doing?"

Wu Jun ran over with a smile on his face, and explained via voice transmission.

The monk with the beautiful beard and several people nearby were shocked at first, and then showed doubtful joy.

He coughed lightly. Then he stroked his beard and shouted: "In that case... then fellow Taoists, it's better to leave here first."

Everyone was basically speechless. They witnessed with their own eyes a big drama of rapid complicity. Although they also wanted to join in the complicity, they obviously wanted to monopolize the benefits and not let them play.

The situation was stronger than the others. The seven ice-eyed divine carps were the first to leave. The three apprentices of the bronze-bodied King Luo followed closely. He Qifeng and Zuo Lan also left with flying swords in their arms. Wang Qiong kept gritting his teeth.

He gritted his teeth again, his flashing eyes swept over the inner disciples who were born in Yishui, and finally made progress.

Soon, everyone had walked dozens of feet away, and only Long Qingshuang was left. She didn't even think about teleporting away for a moment, but just stood blankly not far from the red flag, not knowing where to go.

How confused.

Although she only got along with the White Rhinoceros clone for a few days, the White Rhinoceros clone left an indelible impression on her. Probably because the White Rhinoceros clone was the first man in her life...a male employer, so this impression

Especially profound.

No one paid her any attention. Ou Song stepped forward with a smile and clasped his fists, asking, "I wonder how my nephew Yu Sheng is doing lately?"

The beautiful bearded guest Gu Chaofeng stroked his beard and replied with a smile: "Senior brother Yusheng is currently in seclusion. If he comes out of seclusion, he will probably be a master in the late stage of refining the void. Ou is really talented, otherwise there would be no such talented people as senior Ou.

figure."

Since the sedan bearers had benefited from Ou Song's plan, Gu Chaofeng was happy to say a few more good words.

Ou Song looked proud, but when he was about to say something else, his expression suddenly changed. His eyes widened, and his lips were slightly opened, as if he wanted to scream. The magic power on his body also suddenly rose, probably to activate the power outside his body.

Robe.

But, there is no time.

There was a muffled "pop" sound, and the more than a hundred people present could only vaguely see a pair of dark gray bat claws emerging from the ground and firmly grabbing Ou Song's calf.

The robe that Ou Song wears is only a thousand-level spiritual weapon. As a master in the late stage of divine transformation, most of the thousand-level spiritual weapons are no longer usable. The few that are still usable are like the robe that Ou Song wears.

They are all auxiliary spiritual weapons that can speed up spell casting.

The moment the bat's claws grabbed his calf, the robe on his calf seemed to vibrate outwards, and a layer of activated magic aura also swelled outwards, probably to push the bat's claws away. But left

He didn't even have enough time to react and blink, so the defensive spell couldn't be fully activated.

Everyone's eyes dimmed as Ou Song disappeared, leaving only a dark cave that was about a foot wide and bottomless...

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