Yang Yu and Xiao Budian didn't want to be conspicuous, otherwise their identities would probably be seen through and exposed, but now it's no longer the case that this head is entangled by the old man pierced by the sword.

When a group of people approached, they were dumbfounded. Who is this kid? God man!

What is he doing, riding on the neck of that being and beating?

I almost lost my eyeballs. This is too speechless, dare to attack the ancient spirits!

"Am I dazzled, or am I in the wrong place? Who are those two children? Are you too courageous."

Throughout the ages, endless years have passed, and I have never heard of anyone who dares to be so disrespectful to this mysterious existence. Today, I have gained insights, and the two little boys have reached this point!

A group of people approached and landed in the courtyard.

Yang Yu put his hands together and stopped, and stood aside.

Xiao Budian was extremely vigilant and said: "What do you want to do?"

He said that he held the sword and sat on the gray-haired old man's neck and refused to get down.

A group of people were in a daze. We are here to save you. How did we make us look like evil people. Moreover, it is very speechless that the child is holding the sword, no matter how he looks like it is protecting the food, does he want to covet that sword?

"You hold that sword..." a senior veteran said.

"Mine, mine, I found it!"

Xiao Budian hugged the ancient sword tightly, looking alert.

"..."

Yang Yu's forehead went dark, he whispered his lips silently, turned around and walked towards the crowd, and shouted again: "Amitabha Buddha."

It was like a high monk leaving after helping others, making Xiao Budian and a group of old men look weird.

"Cough!" Tao Ye, the old man holding a gourd, coughed:

"I think you have misunderstood. We don't want this sword. It's here to save you."

"Then you talk."

Xiao Weidian was vigilant, holding the ancient sword in one hand and the bronze cauldron in the other, and slammed it again, obviously in a hurry, and wanted to get it down as soon as possible.

A group of people in Butian Pavilion can't laugh or cry. Such a superb child is really rare. Why is this style a bit familiar?

"Don't knock, no one will rob you!"

Elder Xiong Fei's face was pale, and he quickly shouted to stop him from continuing to destroy.

But the little boy ignored him, smashed the copper cauldron hard, smashed the sky, and everyone who was watching was frightened. This kid was too fierce, and his strength was amazing!

Elder Zhuo Yun's face was livid, and he quickly told him about the supernatural things in the ancient times, telling him that it was an unsolvable mystery, and it was still shrouded in shadows.

"Huh, every time you appear, you will die, especially genius?"

Xiao Buding was in a daze, the copper cauldron in his hand fell to the ground with a bang, then he jumped down and ran towards this side.

With a "swish", he hung directly on Elder Zhuo Yun's body, hugged him and died without spreading it.

"What are you kid doing, why are you holding me?"

Elder Zhuo Yun's face turned pale, according to the legend, if the taboo is touched, the elders will die too!

"I gave you that sword, the elder, save me!" Xiao Budian played a swing on him.

"I... don't want it!"

Zhuo Fei's face was pale, what can I do about this, I can't say that I am afraid too, this is in front of three thousand young people.

Xiao Budian watched his face lose blood, and he was suspicious, and then jumped directly onto Elder Xiong Fei's back, put his arms around his neck, and did not let go.

"Sacrifice to the spirit!"

Elder Xiong Fei's face turned green all of a sudden. How could this little boy move so fast that he actually changed to him, and there was a panic in his heart.

Especially, he felt like a cold corpse standing in front of him, staring at him.

"Don't move the elder, your head is almost touching his face." Little reminded.

OMG!

Elder Xiong Fei was shocked and scared, cursing in his heart, and constantly cursing, how could this dead child be so unruly, can the elder's body crawl casually?

"The ancient spirit is supernatural, it seems to be the dead soul of a high-level strong man. If there is no way to save the sky, then you can only return to Shicun as soon as possible!"

Yang Yu stayed in the crowd with a weird face and whispered, making Xiao Budian even more helpless.

Coming all the way to Butian Pavilion, I haven't reaped the benefits yet, so are you going back?

"Spread it all away, nothing to look at."

The old senior Tao Ye holding the golden gourd spoke, and all the more than 3,000 new disciples retreated.

"Take him to the ancient palace."

Another high-level figure spoke, and he wanted to take Xiao Budian to an important place in Butian Pavilion.

Elder Xiong Fei grinned his teeth, this little boy couldn't get on with him, how to take it away, there was an ancient corpse in front of him.

"Elder, you just need to go backwards." Xiaobu thought.

In the end, a group of people marched in mighty force, and all the old men and women rushed to the ancient palace with their little ones.

Elder Xiong Fei cursed again and again, and he was really walking backwards along the way, and he could feel a chilly body.

How could this little boy stick to him? It is worse than the bear boy of the Void God Realm, because this time it is about life and death!

The palace is magnificent and its aura is transpiring. It is built on a high mountain, overlooking the four fields and overlooking the small mountains. This is the meeting hall of Butian Pavilion. Non-significant events are not discussed here.

The interior is brilliantly inlaid with a variety of strange stones, glowing with glow, and there is no need to light up even at night.

Moreover, there are primitive bones inside the magnificent hall, circulating runes, blessing this place, and shooting strands of Shenxi after another.

The dazzling little eyes of this colorful and radiant hall straightened, and he could not wait to find a hammer and knock them to solve those precious bones.

"Sit down, everyone," an old man said.

The pavilion master has never left the pass, and a group of elders in the temple have similar identities, and there is no need to discuss the order of seats. Of course, elders like Xiong Fei and Zhuo Yun are not included in this list.

When Xiao Dudian calmed down, the bright brilliance in the hall gradually faded and became so simple and simple, he sighed in his heart that it was truly the end of the prosperity, and the plainness returned.

Butian Pavilion is full of Taoist rhymes, alerting disciples and making people awe.

"Calculate the time, that Baiduan Mountain is about to open again, otherwise our Patch Heaven Pavilion will not show up again.",

Tao Ye's status is very high, holding a yellow gourd in his hand, sitting in the hall, looking around everyone.

"This time'he' didn't go to the ancient holy courtyard or the genius camp. He chose an ordinary disciple, which is really weird."

One person next to him spoke.

"What are you talking about?" Little wondered.

"Do you want to survive, kid?" Tao Ye asked with a smile.

"Why should I die?!" Xiao Budian asked angrily with his arms around Xiong Fei's neck.

"lighter!"

Elder Xiong Fei was depressed, and this little boy was too strong.

Suddenly, he thought of a possibility, and for an instant he was stiff, and then he was so angry that he trembled.

He wanted to turn around and take a closer look at the child's face.

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