The host of fast transmigration, she floated away

Chapter 613 Immortal Venerable, Do You Raise Cats? 33
Seeing this, several elders immediately surrounded Xuan Mo, "You can leave if you want to, let's abolish your cultivation base."

"I haven't fought with this deity for a hundred years. The elders want to see if this deity has improved compared to a hundred years ago?" Xuan Mo stretched out his hand, stroking the cat in his arms, his movements were very gentle.

"Have you been to Demon Realm a few days ago? Have you been injured by the mirror of reincarnation?" The Great Elder looked at Xuan Mo and said, and then added, "Huanchen Demon Lord."

As soon as the great elder's words came out, the expressions of everyone present changed.

"Huanchen Mozun? Didn't he die a thousand years ago?"

"How could the little uncle be a Demon Lord?"

"I heard that the seal of the mirror of reincarnation was indeed broken a few days ago."

"Could it be that Demon Lord Huanchen took away our little uncle?"

……

There were whispers of conversation all around.

When Xuan Mo heard the elder's words, the expression on his face finally changed, and a hint of danger flashed across his thick eyes, "You broke the seal of the mirror of reincarnation?"

"Hmph, the old Taoist doesn't bother to do these things." The Great Elder snorted coldly.

Xuan Mo didn't see the truth in what he said, but he knew that the Great Elder had always been unhappy with him.

"Senior brother is right, Supreme Sect, it's time to exchange blood." Xuan Mo looked at the cat in his arms tenderly, and said in a low voice.

As soon as the words fell, a strong wind hit.

Xuan Mo held the cat in his arms, riding the wind, and swept it back.

The seven elders began to form an array, surrounding Xuan Mo in the middle.

Xuan Mo's expression did not change, and he patted the cat in his arms comfortingly, as if he was a little afraid of scaring the cat in his arms.

Wu Xin lazily raised her eyelids, glanced at the formation formed by the seven elders, looked away, and looked at Xuan Mo with a soft meow.

"No problem." Xuan Mo replied Wuxin casually.

Hearing the words inadvertently, he continued to sleep peacefully with his eyes closed.

The great elder narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw the cat in Xuan Mo's arms, "Mystical beast?" His eyes were filled with a burning color.

Xuan Mo looked at the elder with a half-smile, "You shouldn't worry about it, don't even think about it."

Otherwise, the ending will only be worse than Xu Qing.

The Great Elder withdrew his gaze, glanced at the other six elders, nodded, and then they sat in meditation on the spot and began to use their bodies as the eyes of the formation.

"Zhuxian Formation." Xuan Mo murmured in a low voice, and then laughed.

The deep and pleasant voice was tainted with a hint of evil, it sounded deserted and evil.

The white clothes fluttered, the black hair danced lightly, the demeanor of the whole body was still clean and elegant, but the expression on his face was evil and lazy.

Looking at Xuan Mo who was surrounded in the formation but not panicking, the Master of Jianfeng chuckled lightly, "Aren't these old men overestimating their capabilities? Why are they suddenly going to attack my junior uncle..." Before he could say anything, After finishing, he was stared at by the Lord of Danfeng.

The master of Jianfeng stopped the rest of the words, but he continued to complain in his heart.

Xie Yi, who heard the movement, looked at the scene in front of him, and asked Baili in a low voice.

Baili shook his head without explaining.

Xie Yi squeezed to the side of the master of Jianfeng, stretched out his hand and poked the waist of the master of Jianfeng, "Master, why are the elders fighting with the little master again?"

Master Jianfeng twitched the corners of his mouth when he heard Xie Yi's words, and then replied perfunctorily, "It must be moldy sitting in the library."

Hearing this, Xie Yi stretched out his hand and touched his head, is that so?

……

In less than a cup of tea, the seven elders were lying on the ground in a mess, each vomiting a mouthful of blood.

Xuan Mo looked down at the seven people from above, "A few elders, are you still fighting?"

The Great Elder looked at Xuan Mo with a dark face, "Are you not injured?"

(End of this chapter)