"Li Laogui, this is my disciple. It seems that I don't need you to teach me a lesson? My disciple has won two championships in a row. Next, let's see your disciple's ability! If your disciple can win the first of the eight heroes, he will be granted the son of God after he goes back. It will be an iron nail to inherit the patriarch in the future. " Bai Changlao is also very angry and speaks very strongly.

How could he not know that elder Li was deliberately attacking the ancient custom in order to make mistakes and wait for an opportunity to get rid of it.

"Hum, it's not easy to be the head of the eight heroes? The patriarch said that if anyone can win the honor of eight heroes, he will be granted the son of God when he goes back, but he didn't say he was the first of the eight heroes! " Elder Li refused to accept it and fought head to head with elder Bai.

"Hehe! If you can't win the first of the eight heroes, it can only prove that your disciples are incompetent. My disciples can win the gold body realm championship with Dharma sea realm cultivation. Your disciples are already at the peak of the divine palace realm. Why can't you compete for the position of the top of the eight heroes? " Elder Bai teased and beat elder Li heartily.

Being ridiculed by Bai Changlao, Li elder was very angry. He snorted coldly: "your disciple is so capable. If he has the guts, he will continue to participate in the next divine palace competition. If he can win the first place, after returning to the Pope's gate, my Nangong is smiling and picking up the golden crown and said to the ancient wind:" after taking this crown, it will help you cultivate your spirit, It will help you a lot. "

"Thank you, Nangong!" Gu Feng was overjoyed. He liked the crown too much. It not only represented the supreme glory, but also helped him cultivate his spirit.

The golden body realm is followed by the divine palace realm. The divine palace realm is actually the yuan God. After the yuan God is strong, he can go out of the body to kill the enemy. Even if the body is destroyed, he can still survive or even give up.

Just as he was about to crown the ancient wind, a slightly childish voice sounded: "slow, he didn't fight today. Why can he award the crown easily?"

After saying that, two smaller figures flew over from the rostrum. They were the two young children brought by the grey robed old man who was suspected of being a God.

The two men were defiant and arrogant. Even Nangong Zheng didn't pay attention to them.

Facing the rudeness of the two children, Nangong was a little angry. He turned his questioning eyes to the old man in gray on the podium.

The old man in the grey robe smiled and laughed and said, "it doesn't hurt, young man, it's a little arrogant to sweep away."

"OK..." Nangong Zhengqiang suppressed his anger and took back his eyes.

In the face of such an accident, Bai Changlao was also very angry, and there was a lot of scolding under the stage.

In spite of this, the two teenagers were still unmoved, and their eyes remained on the ancient style and the crown.

"What do you mean? Is there any doubt about the strength of ancient customs? " Even though he was unhappy, Nangong Zheng had to give the grey robed old man face and ask the two rude teenagers.

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