"Haha! It's interesting to call me ancestor!"
The old man chuckled and nodded with satisfaction to the flattering third-generation disciple as a sign of approval.
After the disciple said such insulting words, more than a dozen demon cultivators all laughed, and some of them were so arrogant that their bodies twitched in mid-air when they laughed.
Long Ao smiled slightly, as if he didn't hear the other party's insult, but looked at Linglan from the corner of his eye, taking the opportunity to test her patience.
Yan Shi already had murderous intent in her heart. Even if Long Ao didn't kill these guys, Yan Shi also made up her mind that she would not let them go.
However, Linglan acted very calmly, and actually hid beside Long Ao with some fear like a little woman. This made Yan Shi almost scream in surprise, and Long Ao was also very satisfied with Linglan's performance. It seems that she is really different from before.
Whether you are an ordinary person or a cultivator, being arrogant depends on the situation. In front of these low-level demon cultivators, Long Ao would rather keep a low profile. However, if the other party really challenges his bottom line, then he will not take action. Once The first move is to kill with thunder.
"Everyone, when we pass by here, we have not violated the order of the demon envoy! You guys should get out of the way! We will not make things difficult for you."
Long Ao cupped his fists and smiled. Even Ling Lan couldn't feel the slightest murderous intention in his heart.
"Haha! Haha! Haha!"
The old man couldn't help but laugh wildly when he heard this, and all the disciples also laughed wildly. The laughter echoed in the air. This hilarious laughter really made Long Ao and the others feel ridiculous.
As a result, Long Ao couldn't help but burst into laughter, even louder than the old man's. Linglan and Color laughed at the same time, and the laughter of the three of them actually overshadowed the group of demon cultivators.
On the contrary, everyone was puzzled by the laughter of Long Ao and the others, so the old man asked: "I wonder why you are laughing?"
"I'm laughing at you for not giving way!"
Long Ao suppressed his smile and said calmly.
"Then you know why I'm laughing?"
A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of the old man's mouth, and he stared at Long Ao with murderous intent in his eyes.
Long Ao didn't answer, but one of the disciples laughed and said: "The Patriarch must be laughing at you for not overestimating your abilities! Why don't you leave your two women and get out alone!"
The old man glanced at the disciple again and couldn't help but praise: "Boy, what is your name? Who is your disciple?"
"Reporting to the Patriarch, my disciple's name is Ma Xiang, and he is a disciple of Master Qingshan."
The demon cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage replied hurriedly and respectfully, with a look of surprise that could not be concealed on his face. He knew that once he gained the respect of the ancestor, his future in the sect would be limitless.
"Yes, I have now decided to accept you as a closed disciple. From now on, you can just call me Senior Brother Qingshan!"
The old man stroked his beard and smiled, while the young demon cultivator was busy saluting and thanking him. Among the demon cultivators around him, some were envious, some were jealous, and some were hypocritically thanking him.
Everything in front of him suddenly made Long Ao realize that if these demon cultivators had not met him, they would have been able to live for a long time, and they would have been able to survive for a long time. But if they met him in the dark, what would be their fate? It seems to be doomed.
The old man seems to enjoy his current status, but the young man thinks that if he pleases the old man, he will be successful in the future. People around him are still jealous and envious, but they don't know that everyone only has the same path.
"It seems that although there are countless sects in the land of Jiuzhou, there is a huge difference between sects. Each sect has its own beliefs. For example, the disciples of Yiyuan Sect and Wanyao Sect will definitely not be like this group in front of them. Demon cultivators are generally disgusting.”
Long Ao thought to himself, while Linglan and Yan Shi held hands, standing behind Long Ao like two goddesses.
"Boy, my disciple is right. Leave those two women behind and you can get out!"
The old man seemed to be convinced of Long Ao and said arrogantly.
There is another kind of sadness in the world, that is, when you are about to die, you don't know it. Instead, you are like an ant jumping around before death. This is a sign of sadness before death.
Long Ao does not feel that talking to these low-level demon cultivators is a waste of time. On the contrary, this is part of what a cultivator must go through, and it is also a part of a cultivator's long life.
"Actually, I didn't want to kill you, but you are forcing each other so hard! This makes me feel so embarrassed!"
Long Ao stood with his hands clasped behind his hands, his black eyes shining with wisdom, and his leisurely and content tone finally aroused some vigilance in the demon cultivator opposite.
Linglan and Yan Shi looked at Long Ao with admiration. They knew that Long Ao was about to attack these people, and they couldn't help but look forward to it, because these bouncing demon cultivators were going too far and were completely seeking their own death. .
However, the demon cultivators thought that Long Ao was pretending to be a ghost, but at the same time they were counting on the Patriarch.
The old man was really startled by Long Ao's words, but he quickly regained his composure and speculated in his mind that he must be fooling me. If his cultivation was stronger than me, why did he wait until now to say these words.
The thinking and behavior of ordinary people made the old man completely lose control of his life. He actually sneered and said: "You kid, don't fool me. It's impossible for you to keep those two women. I can't." I hope you choose to self-destruct. If you want to keep your soul, leave immediately."
Long Ao found that the reaction of this group of demon cultivators was too slow. It was unknown which sect the demon cultivators were from. Their IQs seemed to have not fully evolved yet, and they were not even aware of the impending death.
Whoosh!
Liu Yihan's figure suddenly appeared in the air, blocking both sides, which made the faces of the demon cultivators change wildly.
The old man immediately checked Liu Yihan's cultivation level and found that he could not detect it at all. He was shocked and immediately respectfully raised his hands and said: "I'll see you, senior! I wonder what senior has to say!"
All the demon cultivators saluted Liu Yihan respectfully, not ignoring her powerful strength because of her beautiful appearance.
"Long Ao, every life is precious, please be merciful and merciful!"
Liu Yihan said with a smile, blocking Long Ao and the others with his whole body, while those demon cultivators did not dare to offend Liu Yihan.