Son-in-law Dan Zun

The master of the voice is Luo Wushu.

At this moment, there was a cold look on his handsome face.

On his side, the expressions of Mo Fan and Yaoyue were also quite cold.

"Shut up, it's not your turn to speak here!" Shengzi looked at the three of Luo Wushu.

"It's not our turn?" Mo Fan sarcastically glanced at the Saint Son, "Facing the people of the Dark Temple, why don't you see you so stiff, go to them and pull in front of them!"

"you……"

"Shut up if you dare not!"

Mo Fan's words fell, and the color of the holy child was embarrassing to the extreme.

Even Palace Lord Wu Zongxian's expression didn't look pretty, this guy, you're very welcome.

"Hahaha... Well said!"

"Donghai Palace finally has someone who dares to tell the truth."

The people of the Dark Temple laughed and said, seeming to appreciate Mo Fan quite a bit.

Luo Wushu did not look at the people in the Dark Temple, but directly cast his gaze on the Saint Child.

"Hand it over!"

"Pay what?" Shengzi said.

"Feng Xin's life and soul!"

"what are you saying?"

"Since the lotus of life and death is integrated into Feng Xin's life and soul, that is what belongs to him."

Luo Wushu looked at Shengzi and said: "If you take the initiative to hand it over now, I can look at the face of Donghai Mansion and don't care too much."

Shengzi frowned, and those in the East Sea Mansion also showed a weird look.

Don't care too much?

Did Luo Wushu forget his identity?

"Proactively hand it over?" Shengzi sneered at Luo Wushu, "Are you something?"

It was enough to humiliate the Dark Temple, and Luo Wushu's several cultivators under the protection of Donghai Mansion were so rude.

Luo Wushu stepped forward in the air, step by step, Mo Fan Yaoyue also followed him forward, looking at Shengzi coldly.

"That's something that belongs to Fengxin, why don't you have the qualifications to return it?" Luo Wushu stared at Shengzi with extremely sharp eyes.

Shengzi sneered, his eyes also showed incomparable sharpness, Luo Wushu's tone made him very upset.

"Great opportunity, the strong can get it, if he is qualified to have it, why can't he hold it?"

"In the end, he doesn't deserve to have it!"

Shengzi said: "If so, how about taking it?"

"If you are deprived by your own strength, it's fine. However, you can only rely on the East Sea Mansion powerhouse?"

"The strong get it, but are you the strong?"

There was a touch of irony between Luo Wushu's eyebrows.

"Being challenged to come to your door, you don't even have the courage to fight, you deserve to be called a strong one?"

"Furthermore, it is understood that you are not relying on your own strength to deprive Fengxin of the soul of life."

"It's relying on the East Sea Mansion powerhouse to take action."

Speaking of this, Luo Wushu's figure moved closer to Shengzi again.

The cold eyes were extremely sharp, "Tell me, which one are you strong?"

Shengzi was taken aback, and under Luo Wushu's icy aura, he looked extremely ugly, even surpassing before.

It is not a glorious thing to take forcefully and arrogantly.

It spreads, and his reputation is not very pleasant.

"Leveraging strength is also a kind of strength!"

"The Son has the ability to decide his life and death with one word, but he keeps his life."

"However, as his friend, not only did you not be grateful for Dade, but you even came to ask the Son of Sin."

"Are you worthy?"

An indifferent voice sounded.

Wu Qingfeng, the strong man of the older generation in Donghai Mansion, had already passed the mana calamity.

Mo Fan's eyes swept toward Wu Qingfeng coldly, and said, "Feng Xin was hit hard by him, and then he forcibly deprived him of his life and soul."

When Luo Wushu helped Feng Xin stabilize his injury, he got more information from Lin Zhilan's mouth.

Luo Wushu nodded slightly, his eyes swept over Wu Qingfeng, Shengzi, and the rest of the strong behind him...

In the end, he stayed on Wu Zongxian, the palace lord of the East Sea Mansion.

"Palace Master, I don't know what you think about the chance that the Saint Child forcibly seized the rest of the practitioners in Donghai Mansion?" Luo Wushu asked.

The fall of his voice caused many core staff of the Donghai Mansion to frown.

Luo Wushu is trying to pick something up? Divorce the sense of belonging of some people who practice in Donghai Mansion?

"This matter itself is because that heart has been involved in something he shouldn't be involved in."

Wu Zongxian groaned: "Of course, Shengzi's methods are indeed a bit too extreme. I will make Shengzi apologize to him."

Luo Wushu said: "Palace Master plans to make him apologize?"

Wu Zongxian was taken aback, looking at Luo Wushu, "How do you want him to apologize?"

"Return the soul, kneel down and apologize!" Luo Wushu seemed to have thought about everything a long time ago.

Hearing that, many people showed an interesting look.

Let Shengzi kneel down and apologize, Luo Wushu really dare to think,

Even the people of the dark temple that had planned to leave, watched this scene with interest.

"you are dreaming!"

The son's expression became more and more gloomy, extremely indifferent.

Luo Wushu still looked at Wu Zongxian, and didn't take another look at Shengzi.

"Your request is too much!" Wu Zongxian said.

If it weren't for this matter, the Saint Son himself wouldn't have reason, he wouldn't allow Luo Wushu to be so presumptuous.

"Excessive?" Luo Wushu narrowed his eyes and asked: "Sect Master thinks, which one is too much to strip away the soul of others or kneel and apologize?"

"Their identities are different. What's the point of such a comparison?" Wu Zongxian said.

"Is the fellow practitioners of Donghai Mansion so favoring one another?" Luo Wushu smiled and walked directly onto the Daoist Forum.

At this time, there was a violent wind blowing between the sky and the earth, blowing his white clothes and fluttering, hunting and hunting.

Luo Wushu's gaze swept across the proud Donghai Mansion powerhouses.

He could see that from beginning to end, these people didn't put the life and death of Feng Xin in their eyes.

He didn't take his words to heart.

He was given a chance to speak, but because he was in front of others.

"Since the strong get it, you have the courage to come up for a fight!" Luo Wushu said.

Since it is useless to reason, then speak with your fist.

"You challenge me?" Shengzi's eyes showed a strange look.

If it was Mo Fan's challenge, he would still be afraid of one or two, but Luo Wushu...the peak of the imperial magic realm, what threat could he have?

"Challenge?" Luo Wushu glanced at Shengzi, "You can say that, too."

"But if you lose, you will return your life and soul and kneel down to apologize, dare you?"

"If you win, what should you do?" Shengzi said.

"It's at your disposal!" Luo Wushu said.

His voice fell, and the vast Lundaotai area seemed to be plunged into a brief silence.

A group of figures stared at Luo Wushu with breathlessness. He didn't expect that he would say these words directly.

Just let it go... Isn't he afraid that the Son of God will directly kill him?

Or is it that he doesn't think he will lose at all?

Arrogant, too arrogant!

Many people know that Luo Wushu's combat effectiveness is amazing, and he can fight at a higher level.

However, that was the weakness of his previous opponents.

Moreover, the gap between the same law realm is not as huge as the law realm and the Taoist realm.

Luo Wushu wanted to use his cultivation at the pinnacle of the Imperial Dharma Realm to defeat the Saint Child, which was simply unrealistic.

"it is good!"

The Son of God left, and plundered on the platform.

Suddenly, a sense of tit-for-tat came out.