Zheng Tuo took out the ancient bronze mirror. In the ancient bronze mirror, Master Lei Xing accidentally entered the formation and was fighting a unicorn. There is no danger at all. Master Lei Xing's strength is there, but he looks quite anxious. "Uncle Lei Xing is here." Zheng Tuo went out to greet him immediately. "etc." The matchmaker stopped Zheng Tuo. "Such fun things don't happen often. Bring me the precious mirror." The matchmaker became playful and asked for the precious mirror. "Uncle, isn't this good?"
Zheng Tuo knew what Master Hongniang was going to do, but this was his home base. For such an offending thing, Master Lei Xing would definitely remember it on his head when he looked back, and the gain outweighed the loss. "You brat, you dare to resist my order. If you don't want to live, don't you? Hurry up and get it for me." The matchmaker gritted her teeth and turned into her unruly nature. She looked exactly like Chi Xiao. The two were indeed masters and disciples. Zheng Tuo had no choice but to hand over the mirror to the matchmaker. The matchmaker took the treasured mirror. Because the bronze treasured mirror was the eye of the trapped immortal formation, she had complete control over the entire trapped immortal formation at this moment. A strong person in the Golden Core stage controls the third-level trapped immortal formation, which is very different from Zheng Tuo's control. Zheng Tuo immediately took out a small notebook, squatted next to the matchmaker, and recorded the entire process. In the trapped immortal formation. Lei Xinglong walks like a tiger, his eyes are like copper bells, his face is as unsmiling as ever, and he smells like the whole world owes him money. Nowadays, the formations arranged by this boy Zheng Tuo are getting more and more mysterious, and I can't understand them. Lei Xing murmured in his heart. suddenly! He clearly felt a sense of oppression coming from around him. "Roar……" The roar of the beast shook the sky, and in the mist, a white tiger more than four meters tall strode forward. Fourth level formation! Lei Xing was shocked! You must know that the fourth-level formation can already besiege the Golden Core Stage monk. A more powerful fourth-level formation would be enough to cause harm to him. The white tiger in front of him gave him the feeling that he had the cultivation level of the early stage of Jindan.
Lei Xing did not dare to be careless, and at the same time, his impression of Zheng Tuo was increasing, and he even felt powerless. With his cultivation during the Qi Refining Period, the formation he created can actually make him feel the slightest bit threatened, almost giving him the urge to curse. Such a talent is probably beyond the reach of even the top monsters in the Super Immortal Dynasty. The future of my Luo Xian Sect is really terrifying. "Roar……" The white tiger shook his big head, roared in protest at the guy in front of him who was contemptuous of him, and then rushed forward. "Senior Nephew Zheng Tuo, I know you are watching. My uncle is here to discuss something important. Please let me in." While Lei Xing was dealing with Bai Hu's fight, he started shouting in a consultative tone towards Zheng Tuo. Because he knew that perhaps around the Luo Xian Sect, he, a cultivator of the Golden Core Stage, was respected and even worshiped by others. But outside this area, he is just a small golden elixir stage immortal cultivator. The size of the Eastern Region is beyond imagination. The number of strong people is like crucian carp crossing a river, beyond imagination. Luo Xian Sect is just a hair on the giant's body, and he is just a more conspicuous drop of sweat on this hair. but. Because of Zheng Tuo's existence, Luo Xian Sect has the possibility of becoming another giant. He had the same idea as the matchmaker, assisting Zheng Tuo to rise and becoming an immortal with the help of Zheng Tuo's power. "Did you hear that?" The matchmaker was quite proud: "Your Uncle Lei Xing is showing his kindness to you, but you can't forget how good your Uncle Lei Xing is, do you know?" The matchmaker turned to look at Zheng Tuo and said so. Zheng Tuo was so smart, he replied softly: "What did Uncle Matchmaker say? You and I are a family, and we are all disciples of the Luo Xian Sect, but...if my nephew had to choose, I would definitely choose Uncle Matchmaker." Zheng Tuo said nonsense seriously. Because I am cautious enough. He would not come out of the mountain without something like a world-destroying catastrophe happening. Therefore, he needs a few powerful errands to help him find some precious materials or spiritual herbs. Today's Luoxian Sect. Danchenzi Ye Qingqing and others are about to go to the golden battlefield to participate in the holy war, so they will definitely not be able to take advantage of it, and he has no intention of contacting them. The battle on the golden battlefield was very fierce. Regardless of the extraordinary talents of Dan Chenzi, Ye Qingqing and others, there was no guarantee that they would be killed at any time. The demons were so powerful that it was beyond imagination. Apart from Dan Chenzi's generation, there are only a few peak masters left who can be used and can run errands for themselves. First, the golden elixir stage is powerful enough to deal with most dangers and ensure the completion of tasks.
Secondly, he had no choice, so he couldn't let Chi Xiao run errands for him. Regardless of whether he is strong enough or not, he is afraid that his legs will be broken by Red Owl first. Think about it. He decided to deal with several peak leaders and let them run errands for him. My talents are there, and if I don't use them, it always feels like a waste. "You have such a sweet little mouth. No wonder that girl Xian'er praised you for two and a half words and was eaten to death by you. I can tell you Zheng Tuo, if you dare to bully Xian'er, I won't spare you." The matchmaker clenched her fists in a gesture, with an obvious threat. "hehe……" Zheng Tuo smiled half-heartedly and did not answer directly. How come the dignified golden elixir-level immortal cultivators always like to set traps for others. "Uncle Hong Niang, please let Uncle Lei Xing in quickly, there are people coming from behind." As soon as Zheng Tuo finished speaking, the figures of Yunding and Yun Qianli appeared in the ancient bronze mirror. "don't want." Hongniang's cute look was really too much for Zheng Tuo to handle. It's hard to imagine what it's like to be a two or three hundred year old witch acting cute. It's really dead white, forced buying and selling. Although Hongniang's skin is still as smooth as water, and she doesn't look old at all, you know, it feels like eating chocolate that tastes like shit, or shit that tastes like chocolate, it's just amazing. "It's not easy to trap three senior brothers in one breath, I must have enough fun today." Hongniang manipulated the immortal trap formation and tried to do something bad to the three senior brothers. "Junior sister, you're naughty again." Yun Yangzi appeared behind the two of them at some point. He sat on a stone bench, sipping tea, and glanced at Jiutong lying on the lawn intentionally or unintentionally, and then continued to sip tea. "Senior brother!" Hongniang immediately raised her hand and stuffed the bronze mirror into Zheng Tuo's arms like a mouse seeing a cat, looking like he had to play with me, which made Zheng Tuo hold his forehead. Hongniang's behavior was obviously beneath her status. After all, she was a Jindan-stage immortal cultivator and the head of Piaomiao Peak. She was in charge of 18,000 disciples. She must have the demeanor of a master when she was quiet or active. But Zheng Tuo could understand. How to say it. Just like him and Shenxian'er. When facing outsiders, be cautious and prudent. Every word and action is a learning. When facing the person you are most familiar with, you can eat, sleep, or make a fuss.
Pick up the bronze mirror and open a portal for the three trapped immortals to the top of Luoxian Mountain. "Brother, you are here so fast!" Lei Xing spoke first. Obviously. The moment he saw Hongniang, he knew that it was Hongniang's fault that he was trapped. "Shh!" Hongniang refused to admit it and turned to drink tea. "Wudao will not come. Let's start." Yun Qianren crossed his arms and frowned at the nine barrels under Zheng Tuo's feet. A damn dog has completed six soul temperings, which is better than 99% of the disciples of Luoxian Sect. Is there any justice? "Woof woof..." The silly dog with nine tubes didn't know it smelled bad, and stretched out its big scarlet tongue to greet Yun Qianli with the most sincere greetings. "Zheng Tuo, nephew, why did you ask us to come here? Please tell me." Yun Ding's words attracted several people to look at Zheng Tuo.