Chapter 698 The Old Man Is Very Bad

Luo Hong was also confused: "Yeah, it's strange. How could such a strong man be so painfully tortured by such a mortal injury?"

In fact, Li Congxin just forgot that he could cure...

Shortly after.

A magnificent and vast scene from another world appeared in front of his eyes.

Ahead, peaks bulge, some are majestic, some are strange, some are green, some are black, with strange clouds and mist shrouding them. There seem to be dragons lurking in them and monsters snoring.

"Senior, we're here."

Standing in front of the crane, seeing the snow flying in the air, he pointed in front: "That's the Ten Thousand Demons Sect."

"Shh!"

Luo Hong hissed softly.

Jian Xue looked back and saw that Li Congxin was lying on the back of the crane and fell asleep.

After struggling with his old bones for most of the day, he was tired.

Tianqian Continent is divided into ten states, and Li Congxin's current location is Qingzhou.

Qingzhou's land spans three million miles.

The Ten Thousand Demons Sect is a force in Qingzhou.

The Ten Thousand Demons Sect has seventy-two peaks, and the masters of the seventy-two peaks are all famous figures in the world of Qingzhou cultivation. They can cut off rivers with their hands and burn mountains and seas with the wave of their sleeves. They are all powerful beings.

The leader of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect who commands the seventy-two peaks is a powerful being full of legends that countless cultivators look up to.

The Tao Yaoyao girls belong to Tianxiang Peak, one of the seventy-two peaks.

At this moment, Ten Thousand Demons Sect Square.

Some idle disciples were lying on the steps, eating food and chatting.

"The news came. I heard that everyone in Tianxiang Peak encountered an ambush from the Hehuan Sect in Jingling and suffered heavy losses."

"Yes, it is said that their peak masters have all died."

"Hi~, the peak master is dead, so those disciples will definitely be more difficult to escape! Oh, what a pity for so many beautiful seniors and sisters!"

"Yes, most of the beautiful women from the Seventy-Two Peaks of My Ten Thousand Demons Sect are in Tianxiang Peak."

"What do you have to complain about, a bachelor?"

A disciple who was mouthing blood and pulling the corners of his mouth to the back of his head tried to calm down: "My girlfriend died, and I'm not even sad to you."

"Chirp~"

A crane flew down from the sky.

"What a beautiful crane!"

"This must be a mount that can only be owned by a strong person in the Nascent Soul stage, right? I wonder which senior of our sect came back from hunting in the wild and snatched this spirit."

The disciples showed surprise and envy, and quickly stood up straight and bowed to salute.

After landing, the crane flapped its wings a few times during the day and turned back into a big fat goose waddling.

The disciples were surprised, and then they realized that the visitors were several Tianxiang Peak disciples.

"The people in Tianxiang Peak are not dead yet."

"Only three left?"

"I'll go, these junior sisters picked up an old beggar from somewhere."

"It seems that he is still seriously injured. Is he unconscious or dead?"

A group of people immediately gathered around and asked about the situation.

The big mouth was excited: "Junior sister, where is my girlfriend? Where is my girlfriend?"

"she……"

Seeing the snow with a sad look on his face, he hesitated to speak, which is to explain everything.

Dazui understood immediately, and started wailing while sitting on the ground: "Ah, Ah Hui, my Ah Hui."

When he was crying, his mouth was especially open. People who didn't know it thought he had eaten his girlfriend.

Next, the girls briefly talked about their situation. The peak master died, several elders died in the battle, and other fellow apprentices and sisters were all harmed.

"Let's take senior back to Tianxiang Peak first."

Tao Yaoyao found a bed and saw Xue and Luo Hong helping Li Congxin onto the bed, carrying Li Congxin one after another, as if they were carrying a sick patient on a stretcher, preparing to carry him away.

A group of disciples looked surprised.

Who is this?

How could this bad old man be lucky enough to have three junior sisters serving him together?

"Jie Jie Jie."

At this time, several strange and iconic laughters sounded, and a black air exploded from a certain mountain peak, plunging the entire square into darkness as it passed over the sky.

The black energy exploded on the ground, transforming into a pot-bellied old man wearing a large windbreaker but no underwear. His appearance was very wretched.

"Greetings to the Patriarch of Bliss."

Tao Yaoyao and others were about to leave, but because a peak master from the Seventy-Two Peaks came, they had to stop again, put down Li Congxin, and saluted the visitor.

Ancestor Bliss narrowed his eyes with huge black circles: "Are you three girls the only ones left in Tianxiang Peak?"

"yes."

Facing this Patriarch of Bliss, Jian Xue and Luo Hong were a little afraid, and even Tao Yaoyao, who had a bit of a tiger personality, also showed fear.

If other peak masters appeared, they might be very happy at this moment, but this...

Ancestor Ji Le glanced at Li Congxin again.

He thinks the same as those disciples.

Who is this?

How lucky to be served by three such beautiful girls!

Is this person unconscious or dead? I used my spiritual sense to detect it and found no cultivator aura. I thought it might be the trash of the same sect that the three girls picked up halfway, so I didn't pay attention to it.

"It's a pity, it's a pity."

Shaking his head, Ancestor Ji Le sighed: "Your peak master is dead, and your Tianxiang Peak lineage has withered away. It will be difficult for the three of you to survive in the future."

Touched by these words, the three women all felt a little sad.

Indeed, in this cruel world of cultivation, if you are not strong enough and do not have a backer to protect you, you will have difficulty moving forward and you will be bullied.

"Why!"

Ancestor Ji Le sighed again and said on his own: "How about this, you three will join me at Ji Le Peak. From now on, as my female disciples, you will be protected by me and I will never let you be bullied."

Hearing this, the three women were not happy, but embarrassed.

"Well, it's settled."

The three girls who had lost their support, the Jile Patriarch had no control over them.

He even said impatiently: "You don't have to go to Tianxiang Peak, just follow me to my Jile Peak now."

Seeing this, the three women were even more angry.

I thought you sympathized with us, but I didn't know you were a weasel with no good intentions.

Isn't this taking advantage of someone's misfortune?

Who doesn't know what your Jile Peak is like? Even the cheapest brothel is not that dirty, which normal woman would like to go there? Being your female disciple means being a sex cat on your bed.

"Old pervert, even a ghost knows what you are thinking."

At this moment, a voice rang out.

A white rainbow came, and a white-bearded old man with a few leaves on his head floated down to the square.

The old man looked like a good man with a kind face.

Seeing this man, the disciples in the square paid homage again.

The excitement came, and another peak master from the seventy-two peaks came.

"What should I worry about?"

The Great Patriarch Jile felt at ease: "Of course I have good intentions."

He looked unhappy: "Wo Cao, do you want to ruin my good deeds?"

The visitor was the peak master of Youcao Peak. He liked to raise rare and precious herbs, and he practiced beside a fairy grass all year round, so he was named Wo Cao Patriarch.

"I just feel sorry for these three girls."

The Wo Cao Patriarch smiled and said: "You see these girls are naturally beautiful, and you want to take them into your lap and treat them as sex catkins?"

"So what?"

The Great Patriarch Jile threw his windbreaker: "What's wrong with being my sex catkin, I am handsome."

Everyone's mouth twitched.

Like a wild boar wearing a windbreaker, you are not as good as the old man lying on the ground who doesn't know whether to live or die. Where does your character and handsomeness touch?

The edge of the sky, the earth, and the white clouds? Or the edge of the top and the bottom of the lace?

Patriarch Wo Cao snorted, "What's the difference between you and those evil cultivators of He Huan Sect?"

"How can you compare He Huan Sect with me?"

Patriarch Jile suddenly raised his voice several times, and said righteously, "I only enjoy myself, not kill people."

"The older you get, the more shameless you become."

Patriarch Wo Cao sneered, and smiled at Tao Yaoyao and the other girls, "Don't be afraid, I am here to protect you."

The three girls couldn't help but express gratitude, "Thank you, Patriarch Wo Cao."

Patriarch Wo Cao gently stroked his beard, as if thinking about something.

"Well, how about this."

He smiled kindly, "Tomorrow, I will build a quiet little villa on the back mountain of Tianxiang Peak, and live there forever. If there is any disturbance on Tianxiang Peak, I will naturally not stand idly by."

"Hahaha."

Patriarch Jile laughed while holding his big belly, "Who is more shameless as he gets older?"

It turns out that Patriarch Wo Cao and Patriarch Jile are both filled with at least 800 kilograms of bad water.

Patriarch Wo Cao blew his beard: "Where am I shameless?"

Tao Yaoyao, Jianxue, Luohong, all of them are very smart, but at this moment, their faces are red with anger.

You have shame?

It turns out that you are as bad as that old pervert.

The back mountain of Tianxiang Peak is one of the ten treasures of the 72 peaks of Wanmo Sect. It turns out that you are eyeing the resources of Tianxiang Peak and want to occupy those rare and precious herbs.

The three women have firm expressions.

"Thank you for your kindness, Patriarch."

Jianxue suppressed her anger and said politely: "But you don't have to worry about it."

"Yes!"

Luohong said simply: "We have support, and there are people who protect our Tianxiang Peak."

"Who?"

Patriarch Jile and Patriarch Wo Cao narrowed their eyes at the same time.

Tao Yaoyao pointed to Li Congxin who was on the chase, with a bit of pride: "It's this senior."

Li Congxin was lying on the chase, as if his whole body was falling apart and he had fallen asleep and fainted.

Patriarch Wo Cao and Patriarch Jile both looked dumbfounded.

"Him?"

The two looked suspicious. After careful investigation, they found that he did not have any aura of a cultivator. He did not look like a powerful person at all.

"How can an old loser protect you?"

But he still asked, "What injuries did he suffer?"

Tao Yaoyao pouted and said, "Only three broken ribs."

Patriarch Wo Cao and Patriarch Jile trembled all over.

"Puff."

"Hahaha."

As senior masters of the ancestor level, they should always maintain the temperament and demeanor of masters, but sometimes, they really can't help laughing.

Everyone present was sweating profusely.

You know, only cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage will be tortured by broken bones. As long as they reach the Foundation Establishment Stage, they are basically not afraid of broken tendons and bones.