Chapter 4988 Angry you didn't discuss

After entering the sky-reaching camp, Han Jiaming bowed to Emperor Beixuan.

Only then did he turn to look at the people at Xiaoyaomen opposite the barrier, and a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Tianmei Banquet, I didn't expect to meet the fellow Taoists of Xiaoyaomen here today. It's really Han's luck."

On the side of the barrier, watching the handsome man salute gracefully and speak in a gentle manner.

Leng Yumo pouted: "What are you pretending to be! Even my little monk can't compare to me, let alone my little uncle."

Jing Yuan, who was healing by the side, glanced at his daughter-in-law, smiled helplessly, lowered his eyes and continued to run his divine power.

Forget it, he can't be jealous of... little uncle, right?

Luoyu nodded again and again: "This kind of thing is not worthy of my little uncle to carry shoes!"

Yun Ruohan said with a headache: "No one came to compare our beauty with Xiaoyaomen!"

These one or two, I don't know why, they like to belittle when they see handsome men.

And he had to take the little uncle to belittle him.

Is this interesting?

If that little uncle went to compare, there would be no man in this world that would survive except Instructor Mo!

As for!

Ling Yusheng blinked: "What's the comparison? Blacker than the perverted belly? He's not as good as the third senior brother? Compared with talent and talent, let alone junior sister, we have one of them, and he can't compare! He's all..."

After a pause, Ling Yusheng paused, his eyes gathered, and he glanced at Han Jiaming's body before continuing: "He is over two hundred years old, so he is only a golden immortal... so old!"

Luo Yu nodded: "It's so old, actually older than the senior brother!"

Yun Ruohan glared at him: How did this child speak?

Someone couldn't help but remind: "Young Master Han was already the first-level Immortal King before."

It was because of the use of [Silent Clone] that the cultivation base was set back.

"Oh! Is that so?" Luo Yu blinked innocently, "But he's still very old! And is the first level of the Immortal King very powerful? I think I can reach it at any time!"

Then he pointed to the senior brothers on the side: "We are all the same in Xiaoyaomen! Oh, don't talk about my senior brothers and seniors, even my little junior nephew, maybe he will go to the Immortal King Realm when he comes out of this retreat!"

Leng Yumo said with a smile: "It's okay, Xiao Qi, it's not easy for an old man to survive, so don't irritate him."

"Yes, we Xiaoyaomen know how to respect the old and love the young best!"

The gentle smile on Han Jiaming's face on the opposite side of the barrier could no longer be maintained, and his face turned blue and white.

A mouthful of old blood was choked in his chest, and he almost wanted to spit it out.

The cultivators of the two camps who watched this scene were very hard to hold back their laughter.

At the same time extremely sad!

Why is the 200-year-old Immortal King so old?

So how do they live who are hundreds of years old, but can't even reach the Immortal King!

...

Li Weiran watched this scene with relish, his slender fingers couldn't help but stroke his chin, showing a meaningful expression.

Xiaoyaomen is really getting more and more interesting.

Terribly powerful!

Luck is also unimaginable.

It's because these are the arrogances, and inexplicably gathered together.

Or because Mu Yan, the inheritor of the Heavenly Dao, placed the title of Destiny's Beloved on their heads.

Or maybe, both?

At least, Li Weiran knew that Chu Moli's power and terrifying had absolutely nothing to do with the Heavenly Dao of this plane.