Peerless Taoist

Bang Dang!

With a crisp sound, everyone looked intently. It was the ghost monk's bones.

The ghost monk seems to have lost his breath. Even his muscles and bones are broken together. People can't help taking a breath of air conditioning.

What kind of power can make this ghost look like this?

"Hahaha, what you expected is true. There are really good treasures here!" a crazy voice came from outside the door.

Someone stepped in with one foot. Unexpectedly, this person was long Shun who had just fled in a hurry.

As soon as long Shun came in, he saw the people of the five elements sect.

The four eyes were opposite, and long Shun was stunned in situ.

"The dog thief of Guiyuan Pavilion, how dare you appear in front of me!" Fang Jun was so angry that he carried the magic weapon and smashed it at long Shun.

A group of people from the five elements sect were also angry. They played their own spells one after another and smashed them at long Shun.

"I see who dares to do it!"

Suddenly, from the back of long Shun, there was a sound full of middle Qi.

A middle-aged man in royal clothes suddenly took a step forward, and a strong smell suddenly came out. Countless spells of the five element sect seemed to fall on the cotton and dissipated immediately.

The middle-aged man glanced at the friars of the five element sect and sneered: "why, your master is not here, so crazy! Is that what the five element sect taught you?"

When Fang Jun saw the middle-aged man, his face suddenly changed.

With a fierce stare at long Shun, Fang Jun hugged his fist and said, "Lord Pang, this is a misunderstanding."

Even if long Shun had forcibly arrested a friar of the five elements sect to block the fatal blow of the ghost monk for him.

Even if all this is long Shun's fault.

But in the face of powerful forces, Fang Jun wisely chose to compromise.

This middle-aged man is Pang Yun, the head of Guiyuan Pavilion, one of the seven immortal gates in Nanhuang.

He is a strong man in the universe. Even if everyone's accomplishments are suppressed here, this kind of monk can still play a powerful role.

Long Shunzhi looked at Fang Jun angrily and snorted coldly. A group of Guiyuan Pavilion disciples swarmed in behind him.

"Pavilion master, there are many treasures in this place!" long Shun's eyes immediately fell on the treasures around him.

There are many magic weapons scattered around the prison hall.

Many of these magic weapons are held by the ghost, but now the ghost has died, and these magic weapons have become ownerless.

The disciples of Guiyuan Pavilion who came in also saw these magic weapons and their eyes lit up.

After all, they came here to seize the treasure.

Although experienced some, but once again see these treasures, everyone's eyes suddenly brightened up.

"Ha ha, this mirror is good!" a monk of Guiyuan Pavilion directly took down a mirror hanging on the wall with his hand.

He took it and weighed it in his hand, ready to try what the mirror was for.

Just then, a figure suddenly flashed through the mirror.

The figure was the same as the monk's face, but with a ferocious sneer!

"Ah!" the friar was shocked and hurriedly prepared to throw the mirror away.

It's just, it's too late.

Suddenly, he stretched out two painted white arms from the mirror, grabbed the Friar and dragged him directly into the mirror.

The friar screamed and was swallowed up by the mirror in an instant.

Some monks suddenly stopped their hands, which had been stretched out to the treasures around them.

No one thought that these seemingly ordinary magic weapons were extremely dangerous.

"Mortal boy, what are you doing!" suddenly, long Shun's voice sounded.