Evolve from a Tree

The loud voice of a burly man with stubble all over his face came: "Haha, you should stop thinking about it. Only the virtuous treasures are powerful. This treasure should belong to me."

"Damn it, didn't you say that the Mad Monarch is out on a mission?"

The other spiritual cultivators turned ugly when they heard the thunderous voice.

Who in the entire Taoist Palace does not know that the virtuous person in the mouth of the mad lord Han Xiu is a person with hard fists. His words are in layman's terms: You guys don't have hard fists like me. On the other hand, don't blame me for not reminding you, if anyone dares to snatch this treasure from me later, don't blame me for catching him and beating him to death!

A group of spiritual practitioners silently looked at the thick unicorn arm on Han Xiu's arm that could run horses, recalling the feeling of being punched by him, their bodies could not help but silently parted a passage to both sides, and watched the big muscle bully go all the way.

"It's really unlucky, I thought that the opportunity of Mad Monarch and the others to carry out the mission would fall on our heads, but he didn't come back sooner or later, but he came back at this time, this is God's mercy! "

"It would be great if Jue Jian and Emperor Yan were here, and it would be nice for us to watch a dragon fight outside."

"Hey, don't think about it, they probably won't be back until tomorrow, and now the Mad Monarch may be secretly enjoying himself."

"It's hard, brother!"

A genius spiritual cultivator sighed and sighed, looking at me and looking at you with sad faces.

"Han Xiu is a domineering dog. I don't believe it if we work together to make a big ticket. We big guys can't beat a madman together!"

Some spiritual cultivators rolled their eyes and stood on the high platform to shake their arms for a while, but no one gathered to respond.

"Brother, it's not that I'm hitting your confidence, nor are we demeaning ourselves. The mad king's dog-mother does indeed have domineering capital."

"Mad Lord Han Xiu, became a spiritual practitioner at the age of 16, and became a pulse ranker in less than two years. I heard that Captain Zhongli is very optimistic about Han Xiu and wants to recruit him into Kunwu."

"Damn it, this dog. Mother. It's really lucky to raise it. Why didn't anyone find out my outstanding talent?"

"You can pull the chicken. If you can even get into Kunwu, then I can be the captain of the Azure Dragon Guard."

"Why? Look down on people, let's make gestures!"

"Come and see if I don't beat you to death!"

Looking at this style of fighting if they don't agree, I really don't know how these two grumpy brothers have survived to this day.

"Stop beating, you won't be able to kill anyone like this." There were some people watching the excitement, who didn't think it was a big deal, and fanned the flames with a playful smile on their faces.

"Stupid birds, stop fighting, Juejian and Emperor Yan are actually back!"

"Tsk tsk, what day is it today? Why are the great talents who are rarely seen on weekdays all gathered together today?"

"Don't ask, it's confidential."

"Tsk tsk, one mouthful is an old pedant."

"Who cares what he is doing so much? It has nothing to do with us. I only know that this time it will be a good show."

"Speaking of which, it's been a long time since we had a good fight in the first ten days of our Taoist Palace. Maybe this time they will fight because of this natural talent and earthly treasure. Then we can feast our eyes."

"Stop talking nonsense, let's go, let's go!"