Man Huang Feng Bao

There are more and more masters and devils around the Temple of Heaven, but everyone is silent, and no one has come forward. The towering sky above the sky, only the white hair of Zhao Tianbi's laughter echoed.

The hero is late, but when it is lonely, no one dares to despise!

In the face of Zhao Tianbi's last days, the world's masters are full of color and no one is willing to fight with them. Everyone wants the inheritance of the Tianmeng Gate, but with the white-haired Tiantian Zhao Tianbi, the no one wants it. Of course, the masters of the world also have no fear of trapping the Tian Yao Temple. Bai Tianbi’s Zhao Tianbi looks like a singer, but it’s just a strong outside. The Tianhui Gate has been finished. With more and more masters coming in, the situation of the Tianmeng Gate is getting worse and worse, and it is getting closer and closer to the moment of annihilation.

"You, isn't it the cultivation practice and treasure that I have collected for millions of years? Come on, all here."

After the white hair, Zhao Tianbi suddenly turned the finger ring on his finger, and the white light flashed. There were a lot of practice exercises and colorful treasures in front of the Temple of Heavenly Demon. There were Feijian with armor and medicinal herbs. The Qimen weapons, the numerous piles of mountains, but each piece contains the majestic power fluctuations, obviously each piece is an extraordinary treasure.

The eyes of the masters of the world are getting hot, and they are shocked by the treasures of mountains. Among them, any booklet may be a unique peerless power. Any treasure, refining may be a peerless treasure that can kill the four parties or save their lives. The demon gates are long and long, and the martial arts and treasures that have been handed down are all good things that are rare. This is the inheritance of the demon gate. Whoever gets it will be the next hegemon in the wild world.

Seeing the treasures of dreams is in front of you, the masters of the world are mad at it, especially the many devils, just want to move. However, look at the treasures that pile up like mountains, and then look at Zhao Tianbi, the white-haired queen who is not a complete jade, and forcefully press the impulse to dare to rush.

A crazy enchantress, this time not fully break through, but in public to take out the inheritance of the Tianmeng, what do she want to do?

Trying to use these treasures to win over the world’s sects, or to...

People's faces are more dignified, and the faint feelings are uneasy. Whenever something happens, there must be a demon. The act of Zhao Tianbi after the white hair is confusing.

"Why, one by one, come from afar to rob me of the inheritance of the demon gate. Now, they are already in front of you, but no one dares to ask? What is the hegemony, what is the master of the world, are you so grateful? Haha..." Zhao Tianbi laughed after the white hair, suddenly his face was cold, and he looked at the head of Wuhuamen in the crowd. "Lanzhangmen, the deity has always been thin to you, come and come, you don't want me. If the demon gate inherits, come over, the deity will let you choose first, and what merits or treasures will be taken away."

"After the day, I..."

Wu Dingfei, the head of Wuhuamen, is a tall and sturdy man. He started his hand to open the big game and dare to be straightforward. However, after the white-haired days, Zhao Tianbi’s gaze at the next time, blushing and looking down.

In the past few years, the demon gates have been ruined by many sects, but they have also smashed many ancestral gates. In particular, some small and sturdy small sects, it is absolutely a great honor to be able to squat on the sky demon door, and the demon can eat soup with meat. Wuhuamen is such a small sect, and it has been attached to the Tianmeng for thousands of years. This time, along with the celestial gates of the world, the slogan of the demon against the power, although also shouting the slogan of rebelling against power, privately is also the inheritance of the demon gate. Come. However, the disciples of the demon have already killed a lot. In the end, there are still some scornful days against Zhao Tianbi.

"What about you? Zhang Changzong, your Yinshan faction is also coming to take my Tianmeng inheritance, to kill the deity?"

Zhao Tianbi sneered at the white-haired day, his eyes fell on Zhang Chang, the head of the Yinshan School. He paused and said coldly: "Thirteen years ago, who was surrounded by the Daqin Dynasty army, almost the entire Zongmen was uprooted? Who is it, keeping the inheritance of your Yinshan faction?"

When people reach middle age, they still have a talent. It seems that even the sinister sect of the Yinshan School, Zhang Chang’s face is red, and he dares not to look directly at Zhao Tianbi, who is still silent.

Today, the great Qin Emperor Li Yuan was ambitious after he was enthroned. He did not say anything about it. He also extended his claws to the world of cultivation, trying to control his fingers and control the world. Many small and simple Zongmenmen were quickly overwhelmed by the army of the Daqin Dynasty. At that time, the Yinshan faction was almost hit by such a bad luck. At the last moment, Zhang Chang, the head of the Yinshan School, personally went to the Tianhui Gate, which claimed to be the master of cultivation. He personally screamed in front of Zhao Tianbi after the white hair. Under the protection of the Tianmeng Gate, the Yinshan faction has survived the disaster.

Unexpectedly, the world is impermanent, this is only over the past ten years, Zhang Chang, the head of the Yinshan School, personally led the master of the Zongmen to kill the Tianmeng. When the demon gate is in full swing, I have tried my best to get rid of it. When I saw that the demon gate has been exhausted, I have already stepped on it. Even though the cheeks are thicker, nowadays, in the face of the white-haired Tian Zhaotian's perseverance, the Yinshan faction Zhang Chang could not help but get old.

"And you, return to the lord, do you want to kill the deity?"

After the white hair, Zhao Tianbi swept the crowd and his eyes fell on another master. "Seventy-six years ago, who was attacked by the demon gate, almost went up to the lord to a sect. The old ancestors of the robe ancestors made it smashed? Who is it, saved the lives of your three thousand seven hundred and twenty-three people in the ancestral gate to save your mountain gate?"

After the white hair, Zhao Tianbi’s face was calm, but his gaze was sharply on the body of the ruling.

Compared with the Wuhuamen and Yinshan factions, Guizong was famous in the wild world. There are not many disciples under the door, but they are all excellent and outstanding. In the wild world, there are also a handful of large gates. The lord Han is not a low-key person, but it is said that it has been a great role in the semi-sacred world as early as decades ago.

The crowds surrounding the Tian Yao Hall were somewhat commotional. They belonged to the patriarchs of the dynasty. The people still knew it. They always knew that they were bright and upright, but no one had heard about it seventy-six years ago. If Zhao Tianbi said that it was true after the white-haired days, then what is the difference between Han’s actions and the devil’s head today, and what other aspects are said to be bright and upright?

Returning to the patriarch of the dynasty, the patriarch of the dynasty, the glory of the face, the silence, and the silence, it seems that in the heart secretly brewing how to refute. The screams of the crowd became more apparent, and even some of the young disciples who returned to the Chaozong were somewhat overwhelmed.

After taking out the inheritance of the Tianmeng Gate, Zhao Tianbi unexpectedly began to count down the world's masters. When the eyes passed, many masters of Zongmen bowed their heads.