Qi Tianxia's expression is very calm, the calm is a little weird, and the calm is not like Qi Tianxia.
The eyes of the two kept looking at each other, and they didn't look away until they passed each other.
Qi Tianxia didn't look back at Han Yu, and Han Yu didn't look back at him either. But Han Yu's heart was not calm: "After that defeat, what has he experienced? Why does it seem like he has been reborn?"
Han Yu and the others were arranged in an area with the best environment. Han Yu, Meng Zuisheng, and Xiaojiao had one courtyard, and the three of Yaochi Holy Land had one courtyard. The two courtyards were next to each other.
After living in, Meng Zuisheng and Xiaojiao went back to their room on the grounds of cultivation. When Han Yu also returned to his room, Meng Zuisheng sneaked into Xiaojiao's room. They thought that Han Yu didn't know, but Han Yu was actually very clear.
"These two guys are still hiding something from me." Han Yu was curious, and the power of his soul was quietly released and entered the room.
Inside the room, Xiaojiao and Meng Zuisheng were sitting cross-legged with serious faces, cultivating and enlightening. Behind them, a branch stood up, covering the two like an umbrella, and the leaves were radiant and sacred.
Han Yu was a little surprised that this branch was the branch of the Bodhi tree.
"It must have been stolen by Xiaojiao." Han Yu was speechless. If the people from the Jade Pool Palace found out that a branch of the Bodhi tree had been stolen, they would probably hunt down Xiaojiao all over the world.
Han Yu didn't break it, he also sat cross-legged and studied supernatural powers.
Soon it was evening, and suddenly the ground shook, as if an earthquake was about to occur.
"King Golden Horn, you little bastard, get out of here for me!" An angry roar came from outside the courtyard.
Han Yu came out of the yard as soon as he moved, and saw a large white horse standing outside the yard, with a pair of white wings and a jade horn on his forehead, which was the sky horse.
At this moment, Yun Kong Tianma's nose was blowing with white air, and it rumbled like thunder, and it seemed that he was very angry with something.
"Han Yu, you despicable and shameless human being, where is the King of the Golden Horn?" Yun Kong Tianma asked in a low voice when he saw Han Yu coming out. The sound made Han Yu's ears buzzing. If it wasn't for Han Yu's first-level cultivation in the late stage of Wu Sheng, he would not be able to bear its terrifying sound. It obviously wanted to give Han Yu a disservice, but unfortunately it failed.
"Why are you looking for this king?" A young but somewhat domineering voice sounded, Xiaojiao flew out, stood on Han Yu's shoulders, hugged his front feet, and glanced at the sky and the sky, without turning his head from the ancient times to sleep. Come to the master in the eyes.
"It's true, you two are a group." Yun Kongtianma was shaking with anger, staring at Xiaojiao angrily.
"What's real or fake?" Xiaojiao asked.
The movement here attracted the attention of countless people. Palace Master Yaochi and others also came out, but they were not worried about Han Yu's situation at all.
"You and Han Yu have known each other for a long time, haven't you? Two years ago, the bullshit battle of ideas in the northern wilderness was what you pretended to be?" Yun Kong Tianma asked.
"Damn it, you only know now?" Xiaojiao looked at the sky with a surprised expression.
Yunkong Tianma's nose was suddenly crooked, and the muffled thunder was constantly pounding in its nose, and the back kick kept scratching the ground. It can be seen that it is now trying to suppress the anger in its heart.
"Damn..." Yunkong Tianma roared in the sky.
"What's so exciting, if it wasn't for the king's action, you would have lost that match, and would you still have the supreme glory of a draw?" Xiaojiao teased.
"Hmph, boy, wait for me, don't fall into Lao Tzu's hands!" Yun Kong Tianma gave Xiao Jiao a vicious look, then turned and left.
"Don't worry, this king will not fall into your hands, you should be careful not to fall into this king's hands." Xiaojiao Dese said.
Yunkong Tianma almost stumbled and knelt on the ground, trembling with anger. But as a master from tens of thousands of years ago, it really couldn't bear to teach Xiaojiao a lesson in front of everyone's eyes, and could only leave with a sigh of anger.
"Brother Jiao, you are simply my idol, even the masters of the first-level transformation wall in the later stage of the demon saint dare to threaten!" Meng Zuisheng gave a thumbs up.
"What is the first level of the transformation wall in the later stage of the demon saint, it can't get into the eyes of this king." Xiaojiao said shyly.
"Golden Horn, you are not afraid that the wind will flash your tongue!" At this moment, a cold voice sounded, and a big turtle crawled over, it was Xuanwu, the genius of the demon clan.
"Xuanwu, you are full, and you are taking care of the king's business?" Xiaojiao stared at Xuanwu and said dissatisfiedly.
Xuanwu snorted, looked at Han Yu, and said sarcastically: "Human, why are you still in the fourth-level realm of Lotus Transformation in the middle stage of Martial Saint? This kind of cultivation still wants to win the first place in the Ten Thousand Clan Conference, and he takes himself too seriously. Bar?"
Before Han Yu could speak, Meng Zuisheng scolded, "You're a defeated general, so you are too embarrassed to come here to shout?"
Xuanwu coldly glanced at Meng Zuisheng, his body was shaken, and the aura of the fifth layer of Lotus Transformation in the middle of the demon saint was undoubtedly revealed, and he looked at Han Yu with some pride: "Last time, you only beat me with one move, this time, I will not only win Come back, I will torture you like a dog!"
"Tsk tsk tsk..." Xiaojiao sighed suddenly, "I think you are born to be Han Yu's incarnation, so go back and wash up and wait."
Xiaojiao knew Han Yu very well, and knew that Xuanwu was the nourishment for the complete resurrection of the black dragon.
"Humph!"
Xuanwu snorted heavily and slowly climbed over. It also just passed by.
"At this speed, I'm too embarrassed to come to the Ten Thousand Clan Conference. By the time you get there, the Ten Thousand Clan Conference will be over!" Xiaojiao teased.
Xuanwu's mouth was almost crooked, and he shouted: "Golden Horn, you wait!"
Xiaojiao said lukewarmly, "I'm afraid you can't wait for this speedy king!"
"Ha ha… "
Meng Zuisheng couldn't help laughing, and secretly gave Xiaojiao a thumbs up. When this laugh came out, many experts of the human race burst into laughter.
"Ah, I'm so pissed off, Jin Jiao, if I don't tear you apart, it's not Xuanwu..."
Xuanwu roared in anger, and walked away in a flash. The feeling of being pointed at here is really bad.
"You little guy, when did you become so bad?" Han Yu shook his head with a wry smile. Before Xiaojiao couldn't speak, he didn't know Xiaojiao was so damaged.
"I didn't learn it from you." Xiaojiao rolled his eyes, as if he was pulled into the water by you.
"Xiaojiao and Meng Zuisheng are simply a pair of living treasures. It has only taken so long to bring so many enemies to Brother Han! Brother Han is not afraid." Xiao Ya sneered.
The Saintess of Yaochi smiled slightly, shook her head, and returned to the other courtyard.
Han Yu and the others also returned to the other courtyard, while Xiaojiao and Meng Zuisheng secretly hid under the bodhi tree branch and practiced painstakingly. The two of them were so strong that they wanted to shine at the Ten Thousand Clan Conference.