Super Tiandao Academy

Chapter 560
"I'm here!" Kong Yan responded quickly.

Ye Mao turned to the purple-clothed ghost king and said, "I have a few words for him, please let him go."

The purple-clothed ghost king thought for a while, this kid is respected by ghosts and has unlimited potential, so it's better not to offend him for such a trivial matter.

He raised his hand to take a picture of Kong Yan, and grabbed Kong Yan.

"When you were in a daze, you kept saying 'cold marrow stone'. What happened? There are cold marrow stones in the ancient city of sunset?" Ye Mao asked directly.

"Oh, this," Kong Yan heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words, "No, you misunderstood. It is said that the Yanbing Mountain in the Wanmu Forest has cold pith stones. I wanted to go there, but I was caught by a bastard into the setting sun. ancient city."

After crossing the Skeleton Desert, there is the Wanmu Forest, and the Yanbing Mountain mentioned by Kong Yan is just to the south of the Wanmu Forest.

It is also the only way for Ye Mao to go to Huo Shi Cave to find the second curse map.

Ye Mao said: "What are you looking for for the cold marrow stone?"

"One of my close relatives practiced the Peacock God's Palm and had a problem. Only the Cold Essence Stone can save his life." Kong Yan didn't want to say that this was a secret of the Kong family. Scared.

"Oh, so..." Ye Mao nodded.

"That...can you let me leave the ancient city of sunset, I am anxious to find the cold marrow stone to save my family." Kong Yan looked at Ye Mao expectantly.

"I will definitely consider your request seriously." Ye Mao smiled slightly, glanced at Fallen Flower Saint, turned and left.

The purple-clothed ghost king sealed Luohua Shengzhe and Kong Yan into the air again, and then followed Ye Mao to the hall with Xueyue ghost king.

"Ye Yumian, when you hit Ye Mao, you turned into a ball of 'colorful soul flames', but he doesn't care about you at all. He can let you go, but he just won't let you go." The Fallen Flower Saint endured the pain on his body, and looked at Ye Mao again. Yun Luo, "You desperately risked your life to save Ye Mao, but what about Ye Mao, let you, the savior, be locked up here, haha..."

"No wonder you are so stupid that you were crippled by Ye Mao. You are the only one who can use such a childish sowing." Ye Yumian smiled and shook her head.

With his experience and knowledge, how can he not see that Ye Mao is now under the control of others, and being able to save Tang Xiaoguo, Lu Yuan and others is probably the result of his hard negotiations.

"Ye Mao brought me out of the Zhenjue ancient formation, and I took your blow on his behalf. The grievances have been cleared. How can I be regarded as his savior?" Yun Luo smiled faintly, "Fellow Luo Hua, do you think so or not?" .”

Saint Luohua's complexion changed. She was originally a master of the holy realm. Only people of the same realm are qualified to call her "friend of the Taoist". Yun Luo is not qualified at all.

But Yun Luo yelled out, which was clearly reminding her that she was just a little cultivator in Zhou Tianjing now, so that she could know her identity.

She was so angry that she almost spat blood.

"The saint of Luohua just now, no, it should be the old woman Luohua, who said that the Zhoutian Realm is all ants, so speaking of it, the old lady Luohua is also an ant now." Sun Meng said with a smile.

"You are such a good dog, but it's a pity that you have been abandoned." Saint Fallen Flower sneered coldly.

Sun Meng's face darkened, and he scolded: "Damn old woman, believe it or not, I put a dog chain on you, locked you in the kennel, and made you bark like a dog all day long."

"Even if my cultivation base is greatly damaged, it's only a matter of one finger to clean up garbage like you." The face of the Fallen Flower Saint was full of disdain.

"Returning to the Holy One, you shameless old man, it has been millions of years since the martial arts flourished in the Taixu Realm, and you have heard that the Saint was abolished by the monks of the Zhoutian Realm.

You are the number one useless saint in all ages, and you are a disgrace to all saints. You live in this world to tell everyone that a saint was deposed by a cultivator at the Zhoutian Realm.

If it were a saint with a face, he would have died there long ago.It's not like you, an old shameless person, chattering and sensationalizing, you don't know that old face of yours, like a pile of shit, it makes you want to vomit just looking at you. "Sun Meng retched in the face of the Fallen Flower Saint.

"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you..." The Fallen Flower Saint roared at Sun Meng with red eyes.

Ye Mao abolished most of her cultivation, but Ye Mao couldn't help it, and subconsciously avoided, Sun Meng laid out all these naked|naked|naked, and sprinkled salt on her wounds.

"There is an old saying that a dog that bites does not bark, but you bark so happily that you know that you are in decline and you are about to die." Sun Meng was so happy that he was crazy. A high-ranking, strong man who can turn a state upside down with a single order, but now there is nothing he can do about him.

No wonder Ye Mao stomped on the Flower Saint so hard, just to enjoy this wonderful feeling.

The Fallen Flower Saint was so angry that he was directly stunned.

"Everyone, based on my understanding of Mr. Ye, he must have tried every means to fool the boss in the city, and then hugged the treasure in his hand. When the treasure is almost hugged, he will definitely break out and run away, so you don't have to. Too worried, wait patiently, after a while we can follow Mr. Ye to escape from the ancient city of sunset." Sun Meng said with a smile.

Ye Yumian narrowed his eyes slightly, showing a thoughtful look, and the other masters did the same.

Hearing that Sun Meng praised Ye Mao to the sky, Xue Wuqin couldn't help but said: "How terrifying is the formation of Yan Luo, even several saints can suppress it, Ye Mao, how can he want to destroy this formation, hum .”

"Where did you come from, you little bastard? Do you understand the rules? Do you, a young cultivator at the early stage of the Zhoutian Realm, have the place to speak here?" Sun Meng looked down at Xue Wuqin through the tip of his nose.

Xue Wuqin was furious all of a sudden, what kind of person is this? When he mentioned Ye Mao, he called him "Young Master Ye" respectfully, but he turned out to be a "little bastard" to him, and he said angrily: "Qian Lian, tell that Bastard, who am I?"

Shen Qianlian said to Sun Meng: "This is the senior brother of our Yunshui Pavilion, that is, the senior senior brother of Ye Mao."

"Hey, do you think I don't know anything, Mr. Ye is a dragon from the sky who came to the world.

Not long after he entered the Yunshui Treasure Pavilion, he burst out with the brilliance that a proud son of heaven should have, and became a master and ancestor of your Yunshui Treasure Pavilion. From top to bottom, everyone in your Yunshui Treasure Pavilion is called according to their seniority He is the 'master ancestor'.

Where did you come from, big brother? If you are really a disciple of Yunshui Pavilion, then you are deceiving your master and destroying your ancestors, and you deserve death. "

Sun Meng looked at the pale-faced Xue Wuqin with disdain, smiled proudly, and said, "Take a step back, regardless of seniority, only strength.

Even if the saint suppresses his cultivation to the same level as Ye Gongzi, he is not an opponent.Mr. Ye is an invincible proud son, what are you, a bum like you, even a finger of his old man can't stop him. "

(End of this chapter)