Heavenly Star

"Oh, you are free. I hope that you can get some feelings from today. We are all born to the master, and our cultivation is the strongest weapon for the master, and this is exactly what you lack." Looking back now, my grandfather, they were really big and big, and they told us that even the future generations would not be able to give up their practice even if they were trapped in the enchuary under the abyss. Instead, they should be the first priority. Now, everything is It is proof that the words they left at the time are correct. Shantou, since you claim to be the master's woman, you have to pay more for him than to be with him. The master, not the master, will protect you, otherwise it will only be the burden of the master. Therefore, you will not be allowed to play slack again in the future, understand?" Yan Tianwei said meaningfully.

In front of Chu Jingtian and Leng Cliff, he did not have any scruples when he spoke. Can be --- green @色#小¥说&网--Yu approached and appeared in their sights. This monk looks around forty or fifty years old, his chin is wide, his eyes are surprisingly small, and his hand is in his hand. A big Pu fan who had already damaged the small half, dressed in a worn ordinary coat, was already in the fall, the air was a little cold, but he was wide open before the breasts. Seeing a group of people arriving earlier than him, he opened his mouth and smiled at them in a strange way. His eyes swept over them, and eventually fell on the body of Yan Bowuo, and then they did not move away. The more you smile, the more you are surprised.

If Yan Bing was looked at by his body, then he was angry and just angered, but he was stopped by Yan Bingluo and whispered: "This man is a terrible obscenity in the past ten years of Kwai Shui, named no. The flower monk, although a monk, is a lover of his wife and daughter, who is full of sunflowers, but no one can take him. He really came."

"... Is he so powerful?" If Yan Bing couldn't resist the urge to dig up the flowerless monk's eyes, he would hide from the side of Yan Qiushan to avoid his gaze, which would make him feel comfortable.

"Very powerful. If it is not powerful, how can it appear here. Kwai Shuiguo can win over him, not three." Yan Bowuo said solemnly.

"He dared to hit my mind... I have to dig his eyes!" Yan bowed his eyebrows and said evilly.

Although it is far apart, such a distance is not a big deal for the real master. Her voice is still passed to the flowerless monk, and his smile is even more strange.

For the masters of these high hands, they all have their own pride. The strong, always used to play in the final finale. Therefore, not many people are willing to appear too early. And these are basically in the expectation of Yan Tianwei.

After the arrival of the flowerless monk, people finally began to gradually increase, and there were already thirty or forty people without much effort. Unsurprisingly, most of them use the eyes and minds to observe other people in a cold manner. Except for some people who have a relationship or familiarity, there is no mutual communication. And there are a lot of eyes to stay in Yan Tianwei and his party. Those who can come here, except for some who want to see the masters, are not the heroes of the Megatron, and this pedestrian, among them. No one knows. What is even more striking is that there are still four young people in theirs.

And apart from them, there are no more than 30 years old among these people.

A white-faced man, like a ghost, appeared on the side of Chu Jingtian, and looked at them with a blank expression. He said: "Young people, this is not where you should come. At the beginning, there was a lot of self-confidence every year. When young people came here, they were eventually killed or injured. No one dared to come here anymore. You, it is best to come back twenty-five years later, or fifty years later."

"Age, it doesn't mean anything." Yan Shuo said with a mouthful.

"But at least it can represent the foundation and accumulation of strength. I don't want to do much, but these young people are all amazing. They will become big in the future. I don't want to see them ruined too early. They may There will be self-protection ability during the battle. But if you play against the masters... Among these people, there are good and evil, and some may deliberately slap on some up-and-coming talents. Be self-sufficient." The man said in a low voice. Then they will ignore them and walk away.

"Hey! You look down on us, are you, I tell you..."

"Taro, don't have to say more, he is also kind. The people who gathered here, even if it is not the gathering of the strongest people in the whole continent, is almost the same. What he said is not a false statement. You should be careful." Yan Denghong whispered interrupted. If Yan Bingru’s words, then he looked at Chu Jingtian and Lengya with great depth. Today, in addition to completing Ye Wuchen’s account of them, he is looking forward to the performance of these two people. On that note, Ye Wuchen specifically explained his sentence at the end: Tianchen Magic Wu Conference, no matter what happened. Nothing is allowed to help them, even if they are under the master's life.

Various people appeared one after another, there are men and women, some standing there, some lazily lying on the ground, and some cold eyes standing on the mountain wall. Gradually, the number has reached nearly 100 people, each of which faintly releases a difference, but a breath than a monk, it is not difficult to imagine, if everyone who came here built a force, how embarrassing it would be. Shocking.

The flat surface of the cliff of Luochen Cliff is tens of meters long. At this time, there are various people standing in sporadic stations, and various conversations are also obviously warm. Yan Guanghong and Yan Tianwei and his party kept their silence deliberately, keeping an eye out for every new person. After a quiet wait, Yan Tianwei’s gaze suddenly slammed upwards, revealing a flash of fineness in his eyes.

At the same time, the four-year-old 60-year-old man walked up at the same time. With their arrival and imposing accidents, a strange burning sensation wrapped the entire cliff. All eyes fell on the four old people at almost the same time. Because this is clearly the breath of the Northern Emperor Sect. It means that these four old people are the northern emperors, as the order maintainer of the Tianchen Magic Wu Conference. No matter how strong the people are, even if there are a few people in the sword gods, they will not easily violate the Southern Emperor and the Northern Emperor. The name of the emperor of the Northern Emperor Sect and the name of the water emperor of the Southern Emperor Sect and its unique characteristics are almost common sense in the practice of Tianchen, and it is difficult to admit mistakes.

More than 20 years ago, the chaos of the Southern Emperor Sect and the Northern Emperor Sect was defeated by the Emperor of the Dragon and the Northern Emperor Sect. The Northern Emperor Sect was not known, and there has been no news for more than 20 years. However, people who are truly eye-catching will not think that the Northern Emperor Sect is afraid of the Southern Emperor Sect, but instead smells something unusual. Today, the people of the Northern Emperor Sect really appeared. No one felt the accident, but looked at them with various eyes.

Behind the four old people, they followed a young man with a smile. He looked like he was twenty-five years old. He was dressed casually, but he couldn’t conceal the temperament of the ordinary number of people who lived that day. Anyone who just took a look at it I know that this person is extraordinary. Everyone remembered the looks of this young man in his heart. When they looked at him, they did not look at the strange eyes of the cold cliffs. Just because he is from the Northern Emperor.

"Hey, the Lord's expectation is really right... that person is their young master, Yan Xizhen. Sanwa, can you have confidence?" Yan Tianwei's mouth is slightly moving, a trace of voice is introduced into Yan bowuo In the ear.

Yan Gongluo’s fist was clenched and his face was calm and waveless. Although he did not speak, he told him with his own expression: I am the real Emperor of the North! How could you lose to him!

"With the help of the Lord, no one will use what we are using is the soul of the soul that they are familiar with. At that time, although you let go, you don't need any scruples. He... is your first one. Trial. With pure blood of the Northern Emperor, you have not been able to beat this 'hybrid' since childhood, and what kind of face to follow the owner!" Yan Tianwei screamed.

Yan bowuo nodded hard, his eyes swept away Yan Yan, and he recovered. Yan Xiyu seems to be aware of it, his eyes are moving sideways, but nothing happens.

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