After entering the Heaven-reaching camp, Han Jiaming saluted Emperor Beixuan.
Only then did he turn around and look at the Xiaoyaomen on the other side of the barrier, with a slight smile on his lips.
"Farewell to Tianmei Banquet, I never expected to meet fellow Taoists from Xiaoyaomen here today. It's Han's luck."
On the other side of the barrier, I saw the handsome man saluting gracefully and speaking in a gentle manner.
Leng Yumo curled her lips: "What are you pretending to be? You can't even compare with my little monk, let alone my little uncle."
Jing Yuan, who was healing at the side, glanced at his daughter-in-law, smiled helplessly, and continued to use his divine power with his lowered eyes.
Forget it, he doesn't have to be jealous with... the little uncle, right
Luo Yu nodded again and again: "This kind of thing is not worthy of carrying shoes for my little uncle!"
Yun Ruohan said with a headache: "They didn't come to compare their beauty with our Xiaoyaomen!"
This one or two, I don't know why, I like to belittle when I see a handsome man.
And I have to belittle it with my little uncle.
Is this interesting
If that little uncle were to compare, there would be no man in this world who could survive except Teacher Mo!
As for it!
Ling Yusheng blinked: "What is it compared to? Abnormal black-bellied? He is not as good as the third senior brother? Compared with talent and talent, let alone junior sister, we have one of them, he can't even compare! He..."
After a pause, Ling Yusheng paused, his eyes gathered together, he glanced at Han Jiaming, and then continued: "He is more than two hundred years old, and he is only a golden fairy... so old!"
Luo Yu nodded: "It's so old, it's actually older than Senior Brother!"
Yun Ruohan glared at him: How does this kid talk
Someone couldn't help reminding: "Young Master Han was already at the beginning level of the Immortal King."
It was because of the use of [Soundless Clone] that the cultivation base was regressed.
"Oh! Really?" Luo Yu blinked innocently, "But it's still very old! And is the first level of Immortal King very powerful? I think I can reach it at any time!"
Then he pointed to the senior brothers beside him: "Our Xiaoyaomen are all the same! Oh, don't talk about my senior brothers and sisters, even my little nephew may reach the Immortal King Realm after retreating this time!"
Leng Yumo smiled and said: "Okay, Xiaoqi, it's not easy for him to be an old man in his dying years, so don't irritate him."
"Yes, Xiaoyaomen knows how to respect the old and love the young the best!"
The gentle smile on Han Jiaming's face on the other side of the barrier could no longer be maintained, and his face turned blue and white.
A mouthful of old blood was choked in his chest, and he almost wanted to spit it out.
As for the monks from the two factions who watched this scene, they endured the pain very hard.
At the same time, it is extremely sad!
Why is the two-hundred-year-old fairy king so old
How can they live for those who are hundreds of years old but can't even reach the fairy king!
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Li Weiran watched this scene with relish, and couldn't help touching his chin with his slender fingers, showing a meaningful expression.
Xiaoyaomen is getting more and more interesting.
Powerful and terrifying!
The luck is also strong and strong, which is unimaginable.
It's because these are the arrogance of heaven, and they gathered together inexplicably.
It was also because Muyan's identity as the inheritor of the Dao of Heaven gave them the title of Destiny's Favorite.
Or maybe, both
At least, Li Weiran knew that Chu Moli's strength and terror had absolutely nothing to do with the heavenly law of this plane.