"Grass!!!" At the next moment, Jun shouteng's eyes stared, and a stick appeared in his hand. It was a metal stick, thick and gray gold. It was the top Taoist instrument. Jun shouteng raised his head sharply, his face was red, his breath was roaring wildly, like a dragon's rage. The whole hall was like being held by a heaven's hand, and the air was cracking like a hissing sound.

No hesitation.

Jun shouteng steps out.

"Die for me." Jun shouteng doesn't have any left hands. He holds a stick in one hand and smashes it with one stick. He directly locks Zhan Qing. The Xuanqi is refined. The breath is like the sky. When one stick comes out, the whole world seems to be broken into nothingness. It's like an endless chaos. Suddenly, a stick appears. It's indescribably strong and big. In terms of spreading the sky, the grey gold flows and tilts. The whole hall seems to be filled with the power of the stick.

At that moment, it's amazing that Zhan Luo didn't move. He still smiled and watched his grandson Zhan Qing hit by that horrible metal stick.

He didn't worry about Zhan Qing's comfort at all.

After a breath.

Seeing that the gray gold metal stick is just above the head, suddenly, Zhan Qing's mouth corners pulled a sharp smile, his temperament suddenly changed from the previous cold and arrogant to a kind of sharp, a kind of sharp sword, a kind of sharp spirit.

Zhan Qing's right hand is too fast, and there is no time interval or space fluctuation at all, so he lifts it up. At the moment of lifting, Zhan Qing's right hand is clearly covered with pure black Xuanqi. Those pure black Xuanqi are layered and sticky. Those pure black Xuanqi completely wrap Zhan Qing's right hand, just like a black fist set.

Then.

Under the shocked gaze of others!

Pa

A sting.

With the sound of stabbing, it can be seen to the naked eye that Zhan Qing's right hand actually directly grasped Jun shouteng's golden gray metal stick.

Zhan Qing's foot is on the ground, which is dusty, cracked and torn. However, Zhan Qing is not hurt, but his face is slightly pale.

Jun shouteng is also slightly pale.

Balance of power.

Even if, to be exact, Zhan Qing is the defensive side, and Jun shouteng is the attacking side. If the two seem to be equally matched, it is Zhan Qing who is a little better.

Zhan Qing, a martial arts cultivator on the first floor of zuwangjing, is a little better than the old strong one on the second floor of zuwangjing.

In the hall, the silence.

Jun shouteng is shocked.

You are stunned.

Junzhi and junpang, also have twinkling eyes, extreme solemnity!!!

Junluo shadow is to bite their lips, eyebrows more tightly wrinkled.

"Brother Tian, what do you think of Qing'er?" In the dead silence, Zhan Luo looks at the king guarding the sky in the stillness. The light way, the voice is not covered.

Jun Shoutian's face is gloomy and uncertain, and some are afraid and lonely. He said in a deep voice, "it's very evil."

"So, brother Tian, I suggest that Luo Ying marry Qing'er as a concubine, not to insult Luo Ying more, not to insult the lingzu. It's also an honor for Qing'er to be his concubine. "

Zhan Luo stood up and said in a loud voice: "brother Tian, you have to think about it carefully. After today, if you want to have this chance, you can't have it. Even if Luo Ying is married to Qing'er as a concubine, the war clan and the spirit clan should also be related. At the end of the day, it's the lingzu. "

"I'm sorry, big brother." Junshou retreats. He bites his teeth. He's the most powerful man in his family. He's lost to a junior, who is only in his twenties.

Although Zhan Qing's arrogance and coldness made him very unhappy and hated to kill people, he had to admit that Zhan Qing was really an eternal evil!

It's true that only one of these evils can appear in tens of millions of years.

"It's not your fault." Jun Shoutian sighs. He looks at Jun Luo's shadow. At the same time, Jun Luo's shadow says, "I already have someone I like. Whether it's a concubine or not. A good wife. I don't agree. Since it's for the divorce, it's good to do so. "

There is no emotion in the voice of junluo shadow.

But, in her heart, it is indescribable grievance.

The pride of the shadow of junluo comes from the blood.

She can't see Zhan Qing at all. If she marries Zhan Qing, she can't agree. What's more, a concubine? But Zhan Qing really has the right to say these words, because, without saying anything else, at this moment, she is indeed inferior to Zhan Qing, far inferior.

Zhan Qing is the strong, the evil and the giant of the future. He is qualified to say that.

In the same sentence, Shenwu land is respected by the strong. If you are strong, you are right. If you are strong, you will be arrogant again. Others can only hold back.

"Do you have someone you like?" At the next moment, Zhan Qing squints. He stares at junluoying and smiles, "is Luoying talking nonsense? As far as I know, Miss Luo Ying has always been quite arrogant. No one can get into your eyes. "Junluo shadow didn't say a word. She didn't need to explain to Zhan Qing.

"However, even if Miss Luoying has someone she likes, Zhan Qing still has to remind her that the strength of this world is respected!!! Like, can't be used as strength! Do you like people who have the strength of Zhan Qing? Do you have the martial arts talent of Zhan Qing? Is there a future for Zhan Qing? Do you have the clan background of the three class forces in the futu area that Zhan Qing will join? Really? No! "

Zhan Qing's voice was louder: "Miss Luo Ying, all dignity, all pride, all likes, love, etc. are luxurious in this cruel and powerful world. Miss Luo Ying is an adult now. I hope you can think more about your future and the future of the lingzu when you think about it. "

Junluo's shadow still didn't say a word, but the evil feeling of Zhan Qing became stronger and stronger.

Su Chen is also arrogant and domineering. However, Su Chen's arrogance and domineering is kind of indifferent, inner and quiet, which is not annoying.

But Zhan Qing's arrogance, conceit and arrogance are all the feelings of small success and arrogance, which are uncomfortable.

"Yes! Miss Luo Ying, to be fair, are there any better people you meet than Qing'er? " Zhan Luo also said with a smile: "as a person from the past, Grandpa Zhan Luo is responsible for telling you that even if you are one of the 100 women who have become the strong, you should not be the only woman who has become the weak."

Jun Shoutian opens his mouth and wants to say something, but he doesn't say it.

To be honest, Zhan Luo said, "one of the hundred women who would rather be strong than the only one who is weak." he also agreed.

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