2315: C2315 He's an Old Man

C2315 He's an Old Man

The groom waved his hand and a flower basket flew up and landed above the pile of betrothal gifts. As it spun, it kept all the betrothal gifts.

In the next moment, it flew back into the groom's hand.

He slowly handed over the magic treasure level flower basket. If the female party was willing, she would also reveal her cultivation and put away the dowry in exchange for the flower basket.

If she was unwilling, then he would give up.

Of course, since it had already come to this, how could the female side be unwilling? Furthermore, looking at the Innate Stage Female Cultivator's face that had a faint smile on it, it seemed like a match of talent and beauty.

They were afraid that the two of them would have gotten along a long time ago!

Sure enough, the female waved her hand and an embroidered bag flew up, storing all the dowry into it. With the groom's support, she jumped off the horse with a smile.

Seeing that the two of them were about to exchange tokens in front of everyone, at this moment, suddenly, someone screamed. He ran over. He shouted, "Not good!"

"It's not good!"

"There are demons in the Treasure Vault causing trouble. The entire treasure vault has been ransacked!"

"What!?"

Everyone was shocked at this moment. The scene immediately became chaotic. At this moment, a ray of light flashed between the groom and the bride!

"Ah!"

The bride exclaimed softly, but found that the flower basket in her hand was gone. At the same time, the groom also discovered that the embroidered bag in his hand had been snatched away.

Almost instinctively, the two of them turned their heads to look in the direction where the light had flashed. They saw a white-haired old man standing on the roof of the hall.

The old man was holding the flower basket and embroidered bag!

That's right, this old man was the old Flood Dragon that Yang Ling had gotten rid of earlier. This time, he came out to help him rob the old Flood Dragon, and also to take the blame.

Everyone could sense a terrifying aura spreading out from this old man's body. It was a suffocating feeling.

"Peak of Innate Stage..."

"This is a Peak of Innate Stage warrior!"

Everyone on the scene cried out in shock. At the same time, all the cultivators on the scene took out their magic treasures almost at the same time. After a brief moment of panic, none of them managed to escape.

It had to be said that the cultivators of the large sects were different from the rogue cultivators. It was obvious that the sect was in trouble, but no one left.

"The sun outside is so bright!"

The old flood dragon sighed and looked at the people below. He laughed strangely and said, "Everyone listen up. I just escaped. If you don't want to die, hand over all the cultivation resources."

"I'll leave immediately after collecting twenty thousand spirit stones. If it's not enough."

"Hehehehe..."

His laughter was extremely cold, and the pressure of a Peak of Innate Stage was completely revealed. One look and you could tell that he was an old villain.

Everyone instinctively retreated, while Yang Ling, who was in the crowd, secretly nodded his head.

Just as the old Flood Dragon's aura was suppressing everyone present, a cold male voice suddenly sounded from the distant mountain hall. "Black Flame Flood Dragon, you actually broke free."

"It's the sect master!"

Everyone was overjoyed. They saw a few rays of light fly over from the distant palace. They were fast from the distance to close to four. In the blink of an eye, they appeared on the roof of another palace.1

It was three men and one woman. They were all wearing Taoist robes. One look and one could tell they were experts.

The leading middle-aged man was wearing a long robe with a beautiful sword. He was the head of the Giant Sword Sect, the Spiritual Master. What was a sword?

The other few men should be the leaders of the group. Yang Ling sensed them and found out that these four men were all Peak of Innate Stage warriors.

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