"You mean...... That shard can make you lose your mind? ”

Mo Xiaoyou's eyes widened, if this is the case, then if this fragment is a magic weapon formed after it is collected, wouldn't it be able to easily manipulate other people's emotions? This is also too rebellious!

The two of them had not yet discussed the results, but they only heard a muffled thunder in the sky, and an old man with a hooked nose with white eyebrows had already stepped on the clouds.

His cyan robe moved with the wind, and with his neatly tied hair, he looked more and more immortal. If you ignore the haze hidden in his eyes, he can really be called an immortal.

"Shiraishi! Why is it so urgent to call for a teacher?! “

Before the old man arrived, the voice came first.

The shock caused the scattered cultivators who had a slightly lower cultivation inside and outside the enchantment to suddenly boil their qi and blood.

However, everyone still dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, after all, as soon as this old man appeared, the sound of wind and thunder could not be faked.

The appearance of the human race and the earth immortal can bring the sound of wind and thunder, and the appearance of the upper immortal can see the shadow of wind and thunder, and the golden immortal is angry, and the momentum of the mountains and seas can be moved......

As soon as the old man appeared in front of him, there was a muffled thunder explosion, obviously a capable person who had cultivated to the earth immortal. These loose cultivators can't afford to offend.

Different from the respectful or angry expressions on the faces of the scattered cultivators, Mo Xiaoyou first frowned when he heard this voice, and then whispered to Xuan Qing:

"It's a familiar voice. I think I've heard ...... somewhere."

"But you've been to a small town?"

Xuan Qing changed the topic from the good, no longer entangled in the topic of fragments, but also paid attention to the new old man.

They could change the subject, but Shiraishi obviously couldn't:

"Master! Little Junior Brother...... Scrapped ......"

Hearing the old man's voice, he didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, and first knelt on the ground with a puff. The people of the Scattered Immortal Alliance behind him also bowed deeply, although they didn't all touch the ground with their knees, they all showed the respect they deserved for the strong.

"What do you say?!! Rubbish!! Even your junior brother can't protect it!! “

The old man didn't care about everyone's understanding, and as soon as he appeared, he kicked Bai Shi hard, kicking him to a stumbling position, and then a pair of eagle eyes scanned the audience fiercely, and finally landed on the man in yellow who was paralyzed on the injured ink demon.

"Falling dust!"

The old man's voice was mixed with majestic spiritual power, and it exploded directly in the dusty divine consciousness, making him have to wake up from the slumber of self-preservation.

"Division...... Master...... Good...... It hurts......"

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a familiar figure standing not far away.

It was like a child who had finally met his parents, and the dust that had just been untouchable actually choked up and spoke, but he did not get the expected love and sympathy.

His hot-tempered master's mouth is:

"Waste!! Someone completely wasted the sea of gas?! You two did it?! My apprentice of the Phantom Sea dares to move casually! Looks like you're really getting tired of living! ”

Phantom Sea said as he spoke, and the fierceness in a pair of eagle eyes was like a substance, like two demons flying towards the ink demon.

originally thought that under his aura, the two people opposite would tremble together, but at least there should be a trace of fear.

Who knows, the ink demon suddenly shouted: "Ah! I've got it! I know who you are! ”

"Humph! Now I know who Poor Dao is, little girl, don't you think it's a little late?! “

"Late? Why is it late? ”

The corner of Mo Xiaoyou's mouth smiled, her voice was brisk, and she had no awareness that the two sides were in a state of hostility at all, and when she saw the old man looking, she actually stretched out her hand and flicked it, and conjured up a stone table between herself and the old man, and three stone benches came out.

Immediately, she ignored the gazes of others, sat down on a stone bench by herself, and motioned to Xuanqing to take out a pair of tea sets, and then beckoned to the old man with an increasingly uneasy face:

"After a long time on the spirit ship, Daoist friends are still okay?"