He Has a Dragon

When the old man in the crowd heard Bai Xiaolou's response, he shook his head in secret. This disciple was too tender.

The old man looked at the back of the disciples in the field, and couldn't help sighing in his heart, and secretly sighed, "My fool! How can I expose the roots of Dragon Tiger Mountain? This throne comes from the world, nature I have n’t heard of the Moral Sect, and I do n’t even know that there is a vein of my dragon and tiger in the Sect, but where there are so many people, there are always people who are knowledgeable! ”

Although the old man was a little helpless, he was not worried about it. After all, the moral sect is a hidden world, and it has always been very mysterious, not to mention the dragon and tiger mountain in the moral sect. Few people know it.

Therefore, the old man believed that the warriors present could not guess one at a time, and guessed the roots.

At most, after the incident, I could go back to Weier, so that I knew that the two of them were from the source of the Moral Sect.

Of course, in the final analysis, the old man is not afraid of others knowing his roots, relying on his martial arts to repair, he believes that no one in Bai Yujing is qualified to challenge himself!

He does not go to trouble others, even if the other person's home is blessed, the head of the grave smokes.

At this time, Lao Yang, who was standing inside the mansion, listened, and when Bai Xiaolou reported himself to the foot of Longhu Mountain, his face changed instantly.

"Dragon Tiger Mountain!" Lao Yang's eyes are full of deep fear, these onlookers who are standing outside the mansion may not know, but as a gatekeeper of Guixu, he is no longer familiar with the ethics of the hidden world. .

"The people of the Moral Sect are here. The trouble is really big now. Your supremacy is still out of the way. Thirty-six schemes should go up!" Lao Yang's face was uncertain and thoughtful.

At this time, Mr. Liuzhi, who was standing in the distance, and others heard Bai Xiaolou's self-reporting feet, but did not react as much as Lao Yang, but seemed a little hesitant.

Although Hundred Peanuts was born from the strongest force in the middle area of ​​martial arts in the Qing Palace, he still did not expect the pulse of the Moral Sect, and saw his face hesitantly said, "How have I never heard of a dragon and tiger?" This mountain? "

The hungry old lady Chen Ying Lengheng who stood aside whispered: "The young posterity just arranges a name and a foot. It's useless to guess!"

Nian Shicheng thought about it too, so after he said a word, he didn't say much.

Only Mr. Liuzhi's eyes flashed an inconceivable shock, and he couldn't help sweeping the small white building in the field that was preparing for a battle with Wang Le.

"One mountain and one cave day, nine mountains and nine holes belong to one."

Mr. Six Fingers folded his eyes to Bai Xiaolou in the field, closed his eyes, and muttered bitterly and desperately.

"His!" The hungry old lady Chen Ying finally lived a lot of years, and in awe, she took a breath, and the horror in her heart was revealed on an old face.

At this time, the year-old achievements were even slower, and I realized that the eyes full of dread became erratic, repeating the words of Mr. Six Fingers slowly: "One mountain, one cave day, nine mountains and nine holes return to one ... Morality Zong! "

Uncle Ze and Uncle Cang, the old twins who stood behind Mr. Six Fingers, heard the words "moral sect" being spit out by the young men, and the awe and fear that they gave birth to were no less than anyone present.

The three words of the moral sect are like a towering mountain, and all the people in the scene are about to suffocate, and the atmosphere is completely solidified.

At this moment, the six-fingered Mr. Xiuzhi who was the highest among the crowd broke the silence, sighed, and said quietly: "Even if the Moral Sect comes, even if the map of the treasure burial treasure of Shihuang Zhengzheng is in hand, the final result will be death No, it's dead. "

I saw a hundred peanuts Nian Chengcheng took a deep breath, and his face was somber and stern, "I am not afraid of the hidden world!"

After a pause, Nian Shicheng again showed his pride, raised his head slightly, and continued: "One day, the old man sitting in the restricted area with the Emperor Master, my Qinggong was not afraid of that moral sect."

The hungry old man Chen Ying looked at Nian Shicheng, and he poured a cold water with a smile and asked, "Even if the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty has the ability to challenge the first person in the martial arts to return to the market and see the Lord Xiaoyao, then what? The far distance can't hydrolyze the near thirst. In front of you, not only is the young ancestor a moral sect, but there is also a heaven-ranked old man. Do you want to **** food?

After a pause, when Chen Ying thought that the joke would be mature at this time, he would only be jealous of the other party, and could not get any benefit at all, so he showed a look of frustration, and sighed deeply, and continued, "Well, It's no use talking more nonsense, we can only stare now, there is no other way, unless the old man leaves Bai Yujing on that day. "

Even if Nian Shicheng was naive, he would not have imagined that the Tianzhuang Boss of the Moral Sect would leave Bai Yujing, thus giving up the scramble for the map of the tomb of Shizheng's tomb.

For a while, Nian Shicheng, who was determined to get by, couldn't help but get excited and fell into silence again.

Even when Mr. Six Fingers guessed the old man and Bai Xiaolou's master and apprentice, the battlefield on the blood-stained field in front of the steps of the mansion also kicked off!

Almost at the same time, Wang Le and Bai Xiaolou slammed into each other in an instant, slamming a punch, slamming a muffled sound, echoing in this world.

The grunting wind that came out of the collision was like a knife, and the skin of the onlookers who were close to the field was a little painful. Those who are weaker are deprived of their minds, revealing a solitary color, and consciously give up their positions and move backwards.

The battle at the beginning was so fierce. The ghosts knew what the situation was next. They didn't want to look at the excitement and lost their lives.

The old man with the same complexion, squinted his eyes slightly.

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To be able to achieve this level, of course, the old man understands that this is by no means an overnight success, and it can only be the case after countless practical exercises.

The so-called fallen leaves know autumn, you can see the whole leopard with a glimpse.

From the first confrontation between the two sides, the old man with his own spiteful eyes could see that the throne in the field who was fighting with his apprentices was indeed a heroic figure who had long been killed and experienced great terror between life and death!

"This son's future achievements are limitless. As long as there is no drop in the middle, the peak of martial arts can be expected!"

The old man couldn't help but make a very high evaluation of the mundane young man in the field.

It is a pity that this throne is young and big, and the wings are getting richer and difficult to control. If you can meet the regulations of the door a few years younger, you can absorb it as a disciple of Longhu Mountain.

The Qian Jun is easy to obtain, and it will be difficult to find. For geniuses, especially the talented evils such as Wang Le, no matter which sect they change to, they want to take them for their own use.