Thunder Martial

"Solomon, you fall into the purple scorpion, the sin is unforgivable, and now you are relieved of your contribution to the cabinet." The lord sat high in the hall and made a penalty against Solomon.

The three people were killed by the sable, the first person was abolished, and the sect was expelled. Wang Meng was also expelled from the sect. Luomen had been dismissed and all three people were punished. Things seem a lot.

The main keeper of the temple, Solomon did not dare to talk nonsense, leaving today, it can be said that stealing chicken does not eclipse the rice, a job full of oil and water, it is no longer.

The lord spoke, even if his uncle had the ability, his hands and eyes were full of heaven, and he did not dare to get him back.

In the spacious hall, there are only a few people left.

The lord's gaze once again fell on Chen Feng's body, cold and cold: "Chen Feng, you can know sin."

The sound is cold, and a chilling atmosphere appears.

Chen Feng’s heart trembled and did not dare to speak. The eyes of help turned to the elders. In front of him, the Lord killed the core disciples and killed the elders. The irons were selfless. If he said the wrong sentence, he would not be guaranteed today.

The elders coughed and said: "Chen Feng is also tempted by the villain and is also awkward."

The elders' faces are not red and not breathing, and their tone is indifferent.

"Go to the penalty wall for half a year, when the sovereign returns, I will report your evil deeds, let him decide, and a Tangwu sect, what you are like, with a bunch of villains to pretend to be justice, hehe!"

Chen Feng’s face is like a gray, the penalty hall is a prison, the environment is extremely bad. It is said that the sun is not seen all the year round, and the smoldering atmosphere is far more than here, because many people can’t stand the breath of the punishment hall, and commit suicide. So there is a lot of yin, it is said that the night can hear the cry of the devil.

"The lord, can you give the old man a face, and avoid the punishment of Chen Feng." The elders stood by and said.

The main head of the temple did not return, the iron surface was selfless, and the cold road said: "Chen Chen Feng faces the wall for one year."

"You...!" The elders were furious and screamed directly.

"The elders, the face is not given by others, it is earned by themselves, and Chen Feng has done such a despicable thing. I did not kill him on the spot, let the sovereign decide, and it is already seen in your contribution to Lingwuzong." You don't want to make mistakes." The main expression of the temple owner is unchanged, and the tone is cold.

"Lord, can you think about it?" The elders were gloomy.

"Hey, are you threatening me? Come and bring Chen Feng down. No one can visit. If someone refuses to accept the punishment, Chen Feng will kill him on the spot." The Lord’s eyes were cold and the voice fell. The killing in the hall is full.

Chen Feng’s legs trembled and almost fell to the ground. His expression had already become gray. Before he thought that the elders would get him out through the relationship, now he is good. Once he forcibly breaks into it, his life will not be guaranteed.

"Well... very good, the main lord really is iron-faced and unselfish. Today Chen has received a lecture and said goodbye!" The elders snorted and walked away.

After a while, Chen Feng was also taken down.

Chen Feng was taken down, the elders left, there are only the main lord, the purple scorpion, the eyes of the lord looked at the purple sable.

"Little guy, very good, I am optimistic about you." The punishment of the Lord praised. This is probably the first time he has praised others in his life. Even the first person Chen Feng, who is recognized by Ling Wuzong, has not been so praised.

"The Lord of the House has won the prize. Today, I saw that the Lord of the Lord is not afraid of power. The unselfish side of the iron surface is really a great fortune of the Emperor Wuzong." Zi Yan’s eyes are full of admiration.

"I know all about your business. The fault is not with you. As for Chen Feng, they are too much. Today, they will teach them a little." The voice of the lord eased.

"Does the temple master know?"

"Of course, Li Shushu, who is also, what do you know?" Su Mengyao chuckled.

"You don't have to compliment me with this little girl, even if you don't tell me, I will find out this thing." The muscles on the face of Li Dian's face are shaking, the tone is more moderate, and even some kindness.

"It’s Li Shushu’s observation of Qiuqiu, Chen Fengzhen is a despicable villain, and a group of people before, really...!” It seems that I remembered the scene of the Lingyuan Garden of the day, Su Mengyao’s face was full of anger.

The people talked a few more words, and Ziyan looked at the lord of a decapitated devil who was like a ghost. He instantly became a kindly elder, and looked at Su Mengyao’s eyes more like a father watching his daughter.

"What is the identity of this Su Mengyao?" Zizhen’s heart was shocked, and even the head of the hall was good to him.

......

"This sable, must die, there are unforgettable means, talent is terrible, just a year without the help of any resources, you can break through to this extent, which is a for the wind, is a A huge threat."

Out of the penalty hall, there is a murder in the eyes of the elders.

"This old thing is so admired by him. Is it difficult to accept him as a disciple? In this case, it is a real threat to the wind." The elders heard the appreciation of the purple scorpion in the hall, and the killing in the eyes was even stronger.

Step by step from the stone steps, the more the elders want to think more and more purple.

"Kill, you must kill him, and then suffer from it." The elders suddenly stopped, and their body shape flashed into a blue smoke, disappearing.

After chatting with the Lord in the Temple of Punishment, the three people left.

Although very doubtful, Zi Yan did not ask Su Mengyao's identity, but chatted with Lin Xueyan, but most of them were Lin Xue, and Zi Yan was listening.

The three men walked out of the hall and followed the stone steps.

"Zi Zi, the assessment of the inner disciples is about to begin. The nine layers of the real gas are eligible to participate. Have you signed up?" Su Mengyao asked.

"No." Zi Yan shook his head and said: "This period of time, has been practicing, there is no time to worry about anything else, but this time Chen Feng was punished, I looked at the wall, my time is also very abundant, but I can sign up."

"Well, enter the core, the resources of the sects are for your use. This is the dream of all the disciples of Lingwuzong." Su Mengyao said: "There is a need to follow the rules of cultivation, the most taboo, the strength is too fast, and the realm is unstable. There are obstacles to future achievements."

At the beginning, Miao said this with Zi Yan.

"Thank you, I know, I have a measure." Zi Yan nodded.

"Well, the rest of the real gas Dan, I will give you some time recently." Su Mengyao no longer speaks.

"Oh, no, we haven’t walked back for so long. I remember when I came, it didn’t take long.” Lin Xue suddenly stunned and his eyes were full of doubts.

Zi Yan and Su Mengyao chatted and did not find this. At this moment, I heard Lin Xueyi said that I found the wrong place.

In front of it is a stone path, with trees in rows on both sides, behind which is a lonely stone step, sorrowful.

But everyone has been away for a long time, and it is reasonable to say that this path should be able to finish.

"What is going on?" Ziyan was puzzled.

"It is very strange, is it a ghost hitting the wall? But now it is daytime, here is the punishment hall, the place where the suffocating gas is so rich?" Lin Xue slammed his head, unknown.

Su Mengyao's pair of beautiful eyes, carefully looked around, let him observe, can not find the abnormal place, the stairs are still the steps, the trees are still flourishing, there is nothing strange.

Suddenly, Su Mengyao’s face changed, and the beautiful face was very pale. “Would we be mistaken into the Yuan Dynasty that can be used in the realm?”

"Yuanzhen? What?"

"This is a mysterious magic that must rely on the real yuan to be motivated. It is called the formation method. It is said that there is a burning power in the sea. I also heard the truth, I have never really seen it." Su Mengyao.

"The real thing is, is it..." Zi Yan’s heart moved, saying: "Is there any way to leave?"

“No!” Su Mengyao shook his head again and again, his face was very ugly, saying: “This is the place leading to the penalty hall. How can there be a Yuan Zhen, it must be for you, Zi Yan, you will quickly return.”

"Hey!"

As soon as the voice fell, the purple scorpion had already reached a few meters away, and ran towards the stone steps at the rear. However, in the place where he stood before, a sharp innate sword was dying.

The purple cicada just ran a few tens of meters away, and it felt like a strong force was uploaded from the stone steps, followed by a substantial fist, and it was directed at the face of the purple cicada.

"Not good, this is innate and infuriating." The face of the purple scorpion changed instantly, and the fists were clenched. The staggered between the two sides, the silver flashing, like a ten-level peak beast, has been blocked in front of himself.

"boom!"

The fists fell, the purple scorpion flew back, and even quit a dozen meters, the body tumbling.

"It's you!"

Strong pressure on the heart of the blood of the heart ~www.ltnovel.com ~ Zi Yan looked at the old man in front, his face a cold.

This person knows Zi Yan, it was in the original contribution to the cabinet to want to kill himself, Robben, at this time, Robben blocked the path of the purple, cold eyes looked at him, the corner of his mouth had a touch of disdain, said: "Not me still Who can't think of your waste, I can escape my two attacks."

The current purple scorpion is no longer the same as before, and the physique is almost like a monster. The pure instinct is close to the tenth floor. In the face of innateness, it is not as embarrassing as it was at the beginning.

"Elder Robben, you are here, do you want to kill the purple sable, you forgot the rules of Lingwuzong." After the purple scorpion, Su Mengyao's cold road.

"Little girl, is there a copy of your voice here? Today, the purple scorpion will die. As for you, you still stand on the side, lest I accidentally miss it, even kill you together." Looking at Su Mengyao, Robben said lightly.

"Kill me, do you have this courage? I will not dare to borrow you ten times." Su Mengyao changed the past temperament, very strong, "If I did not guess wrong, here should be Yuan Zhen, maintain This elementary array should be a great elder. Why didn’t he come out?"

Su Mengyao knows too much, and this matter can't be seen anymore, so Robben has no nonsense and shoots directly at Ziyan.

"Hey!"

A little between the fingers, a sharp sword, rushing toward the purple eyebrows, under the congenital pressure, the shape of the purple scorpion is slow, the speed has been greatly suppressed.

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