Chapter: 4542

"They are all creators, and their strength is not weak. It seems that there has been movement in Daoyan Immortal City."

Kunpeng Great Sage's expression became more and more tangled. He didn't want to come here, but when he heard the news from the people below that Kunpeng Wuyu was in the ancestral city of the Wang family, he went there himself, and wanted to take Kunpeng Wuyu away from this place, but obviously Kunpeng No desire to leave.

"Someone is coming from Daoyan Immortal City!"

"I don't know if there will be a fight later..."

Inside the Wang Family Ancestor City, all the monks looked up at the battleship, their expressions gradually becoming serious.

"Immortal King Yuting is here too?"

After seeing the battleship, the young monk exuding the aura of the Creator of the Eight Tribulations had a look of surprise in his eyes.

Seeing this, a female cultivator next to him looked a little ugly, and looked at the battleship with a slightly unfriendly look. Then, she found her senior brother rising through the air and flying towards the battleship.

"Fifth Senior Sister, it hasn't been a day or two since Eldest Brother likes Immortal King Yuting, so don't worry about it, anyway, Immortal King Yuting has always been honest with Eldest Brother, you still have a chance, hehe."

A baby-faced young cultivator gave a low laugh, and before the female cultivator got angry, he broke through the air and flew towards the battleship.

Seeing this, the rest looked at each other, shook their heads, and followed.

"Eighth Junior Brother, sooner or later you will fall into my hands!"

Fifth Senior Sister stomped her feet angrily. Although she didn't want to go to the battleship, she didn't want her senior brother to get too close to Immortal King Yu Ting, so she reluctantly followed.

On the battleship, Immortal King Yuting and others saw the young monk, their expressions suddenly became a little strange, especially Fengyun Wudao and Wuwo Zhenxian, there was a hint of vigilance in the depths of their eyes.

"Yu Ting, being able to see you here is enough to prove that we are destined."

The young monk looked at Immortal King Yuting affectionately.

Immortal King Yuting frowned slightly, "Fu He, have you chased me all the way here?"

"Joke, why did senior brother chase you here? Senior senior brother heard that the remnants of the Wang family had appeared, and even beheaded the inspector sent by Lord Shenzun, so he came here to investigate on purpose. He is really self-indulgent!"

The Fifth Senior Sister heard this sentence as soon as she got on the battleship, and immediately sneered mockingly.

Immortal Wang E of Yu Ting frowned slightly, glanced at her, but ignored her.

"Fifth Junior Sister, don't be rude."

Fu He turned around and scolded, ignoring his fifth junior sister's ugly face, still looking at Immortal King Yu Ting affectionately, and said: "Yu Ting, you came to Wang Family's Ancestral City today, you must have heard that Mo Shi Yuan respects the present day, right? Don't worry, the Demon Corpse Yuanzun entered the Immortal Prison, and it is impossible to come out in this life. It must be the news that the remnants of the Wang family deliberately released in order to deceive people. I don't know what their purpose is, but..."

Fu He sneered, and with a wave of his hand, a sharp aura burst out from his hand, turning into a huge and incomparably long knife, and slashed towards the Wang family.

Hearing a bang, the monks in the Wang Family Ancestral City watched in dumbfounded that the gate of the Wang Family Land was chopped into pieces. At the same time, a gully hundreds of feet long appeared at the gate and spread towards the inside.

"However, no matter what their purpose is, all they need to do now is call them out and ask for clarification. Yuting, you don't have to move. Let me do these things!"

The corners of Fu He's mouth rose slightly, showing a hint of arrogance. Seeing his appearance, Fifth Junior Sister immediately forgot about Fu He's scolding her just now, and a look of infatuation appeared on her face.

Immortal King Yu Ting looked at Fu He with strange eyes, but since the other party wants to lead the way, it's up to him. Thinking of this, Immortal King Yu Ting smiled slightly, without words, but this trace of smile was treated as a smile by Fu He. After being reminded by Immortal King Yuting to approve him, Fu He was extremely excited.

True Immortal Wuwo and the others don't look very good-looking, but Fu He's cultivation base is much higher than them, stronger than Immortal King Yuting. Many years ago, he was the Creator of the Eight Tribulations. At least five generations old, Fu He is still of noble birth, although his master Lu Yuanzun has been beaten into a deer by Beixuan Yuanzun, but at least he was once a direct disciple of a dignified Yuanzun level existence, This identity is enough to disdain all the male monks present.

"hateful."

Fengyun Wudao clenched his fists subconsciously, Mu Qiuchan seemed to notice that he was a little weird, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.