"Oh, it seems that B-brother knows something that I don’t know. If you don’t say it, listen."
The scorpion castellan, the fangs bodhi old zu, always guessed vaguely before he disagreed with the export. The fangs bodhi old zu would not make it clear easily, but he couldn’t resist his curiosity and asked 1.
"Yue Xiong will be anxious to see that Jie Jie …"
Hearing the tooth poisoning, the bodhi old zu was cold and satisfiedly smiled. The face of Scorpio Castellan in the south of Qiankuang City was ugly, and he was about to talk about getting back some cheap words. Just then, the Qiankuang City suddenly gave birth to a change, and his head turned to look away.
However, I saw that the leader of Qianbao was holding an iron turn and the old man showed a sneer. The iron turn pointed to the main body of Chijingu, and the momentum was also huge. In the face of the previous practice, the iron hand and the fire devil, the main body of Chijingu was not afraid at all.
"Lord Jingu, you said that my Qianbaomeng people killed you. Can Lord Jingu Shaogu have any evidence?"
Although I don’t know where the iron-turned-old man came from, the face of the Lord Chijingu hasn’t changed at all. It’s still the kind of commanding tone that looks at the dead, and his eyes fall on all the people.
"Evidence? Hum, don’t you know that you are the owner of the valley? When Qianbao League was founded, you recruited a dark red vine weapon, and Dan San Xiu killed Yan Yi, which is also a dark red vine. Who else would you say if it weren’t for you? "
The owner of Chijingu seems to want the people of Qianbaomeng to explain a sentence that is partial to life, and this sentence makes the people of Qianbaomeng feel terrible in their minds, and they recall the early scene of Qianbaomeng’s establishment. After half a ring, the old man’s mind flashes and an ugly young face flashes.
I’ve thought of something. The old man’s face flashed a trace of doubt, but he still wouldn’t give up.
"Yes, I once had such a person in Qianbao League, but this person died in the plain of Tiankuang as early as half a year ago, and there must be some conspiracy to kill you in Chijingu Shaoguzhu. It is not good for Jinguzhu to be careful when he is taken as a yellowbird."
When the iron-turned old man was awakened by the owner of Chijingu, there were many small things in his mind, which seemed to be a lot of white together, but there were more and more doubts in his heart. A very bad guess flooded my heart.
"Hum, don’t you still need this old waste to tell me what to do? You either promised to ask the Valley Master today or the Valley Master leveled your Qianbao League with three Taoist friends."
When it comes to the back, the owner of Chijingu seems to be impatient with his face, and his anger is getting heavier and heavier. The momentum is even more explosive, and the cold murderous look is bursting out, and one person is pressing the whole thousand mining cities.
Yuan Ying’s peak friar’s momentum is still not what those low-order friars can bear, especially the cold and biting murderous look. Most low-order friars are shivering with their legs and kneeling in succession.
"If I don’t promise the words Qianbaomeng after three interest rates, I will be removed from the Qiankuang vein, and I will lose my life and practice penance for a hundred years."
As soon as Chijingu’s main words were finished, Qiankuang City immediately fell into a chaos of fear, anxiety and anxiety … These emotions flooded and many monks wanted to escape, but at the sight of the poisonous beasts and monks in the four directions and four major forces … There was not much bile there quietly and immediately cleared up.
Not only those low-ranking monks, but also more than a dozen Yuanying monks accounted for more than half of the total number. In the early and middle stages, the face of Yuanying elders was extremely unnatural and faintly visible, and fear flowed.
They are all faced with a choice, either to agree to the excessive demands of the Chijingu Lord or to fight against the four major forces led by the four Yuanying peak demons, but it seems to everyone that neither of these two choices wants to be enslaved after the financial disaster, and the other is to die in a hundred years of hard work.
No matter which monk of Qianbao League, especially those more than a dozen strong Yuan Babies, they don’t want to choose, but at this time they have to choose because they don’t choose. After three interest rates, the violent and fiery Chijingu Lord will help them choose.
Chapter two hundred and twenty-one reinforcements
"one breath"
Hong Zhong, the Lord of Chijingu, has the same sound all over Qiankuang City, but thousands of monks in the city have heard the death warrant magic sound. Especially, more than a dozen elders are pale at the moment, and their bodies are slightly trembling with fear and unwilling eyes. Most of them have crushed their bodies, which makes their hearts complain, but they say it.
"two interest rates"
Qiankuang City is very quiet at the moment, and you can hear the slow and gloomy sound of Chijingu Lord, and the low-ranking monks in the city are the most unbearable, and the fear is getting stronger and stronger. They show their faces and turn their eyes to the old man holding the iron.
The third breath is just a moment. Seeing that the owner of Chijingu is going to count the third breath, his face is full of rage, and it seems that the horse will explode with the cold and murderous look.
At this time, many monks in Qianbao League seem to be straining their bowstring horses, and even some elders in Yuanying realm show fear and retreat in their eyes. At any time, they have to surrender or escape from the four major forces, Qiankuang City, which has dominated for many years. Most of these magic practices are fickle and heartless. No one has surrendered at this time, and they have been intimidated by the momentum of four old demons. It has not yet come.
Lord Chijingu, where the Chijingu robe flies in the sky, has reached its peak, and his latosolic red face is full of sneer. He looks at all the people like looking at corpses, as if he were the master of this world, and his life and death are all his thoughts.
Corners of the mouth slightly Zhang Ma will count out the third interest rate. At that time, the whole Qiankuang City seems to have solidified, and all eyes are directed at Chijingu.
However, unexpectedly, the third interest in the main mouth of Chijingu did not export, and another stereo sounded like Hong Zhong, which resounded throughout Qiankuang City.
"Lord Jingu is really awesome, but I don’t know if he will give us two brothers a face. Can you sit down and talk it over and clear up and clear up the misunderstanding?"
This stereo reverberates from every corner of Qiankuang City. Although it is also huge, it sounds a bit violent, but it makes people feel like a spring breeze.
The sound master didn’t deliberately hide his breath, and the sound was instantaneous, so they all felt that Qi Qi’s eyes turned to look at the two figures in the far distance outside the city of Qiankuang, and the sight of everyone appeared when several people could not breathe. The center of Qiankuang City was only a hundred feet away from Chijingu.
Two of the newcomers are middle-aged, with white faces, black beards and elegant long hair shawls. A hairpin rolled up makes people feel strange. It is strange that these two people look exactly the same, but their clothes are different. Although they are both simple robes, they are divided into black and white.
A white middle-aged face with a warm smile makes people feel good when they look at it. Another person dressed in a black robe has a frosty expression like a dead man’s eyes, and his eyes are cold and biting, and suddenly he feels like he is in a glacier in ten thousand years.
The two men came with each other and they all knew that they were two brothers.
If it is an ordinary monk who suddenly appears at this time, no one will look at it, but after these two men appear, all eyes will be attracted to the past. It is not only the monk in Qianbao League who has been absent-minded, but also the other three old demons, the middle-aged man in black and white robes, appeared and his body shook and three sharp eyes immediately fell on the two men.
"You two … are slips brothers"
The dark old man suddenly came out with a pair of muddy old eyes and suddenly shot off his shirt and stared at two middle-aged people who looked the same not far away.
"It is said that there is a mountain range adjacent to my thousand mine veins, and there are many strong people in Fiona Fang’s 200,000-Li Lingwu Mountain range. There are two scattered names. The peak of Yuanying was fifty years ago, and it was almost impossible to enter the realm of god. It must be two."
As soon as the old man with a dark cloud spoke, everyone was surprised, even Fang, Chijin Valley Master and Scorpio Castellan. When the two men first appeared, the three of them sensed their uncommon place, but they didn’t want to be exposed by the old man with a dark cloud. Their identity turned out to be two Yuanying peaks in Lingwu Mountain adjacent to Thousand Mines.
"I’ve heard for a long time that the old man in the dark cloud is well-informed and well-informed. As soon as I saw it today, it was indeed the case that our two brothers were able to enter the dark cloud to make friends, but it was quite flattered."
The white-robed middle-aged man’s mouth was full of rage, giving people a sense of elegance. It seemed that he was not the friar Yuan Ying’s peak, as the old man with a dark cloud said, but a scholar and Confucian scholar in a mortal country. On the contrary, the black-robed middle-aged man beside him was so imposing that he could faintly compete with the Chijingu Lord.
"Ha ha ha ha ….. it’s no wonder that the old man is very iron-bent, and he can still pose as if he is not afraid of the Valley Master. Are you the one who invited reinforcements to these two Yin and Yang faces?"
The rage of Chijingu’s main face has not diminished, but it has become more and more intense. His eyes have turned from the iron-turned old man to the two middle-aged people.
"Lord Hum Valley will be interesting to see if I want to destroy Qianbaomeng today. Who dares to stop me?"
Everyone in the field can feel the murderous look and rage emanating from the main body of Chijingu. He is full of two smells, one gold and one red, and twisted together like two dragons, fierce and complete to the extreme.
In a trance, everyone seemed to see that the former speech provoked the physical death of the elder Yuan Ying, the Lord of Chijingu. Once the two horrible smells of one gold and one red were intertwined, they became a giant scissors that claimed their lives, and even Brother Yuan Ying could not afford to cut it gently.
The two old men, who are recognized as the champions of Qianbao League, invited foreign aid. The two brothers in Lingwu Mountain are famous for their scattered repairs. At the moment, the saying brothers are also more clear than feeling the momentum from Chijingu. Both of them face a white robe. The middle-aged man is full of warm smiles and his face flashed a trace of fear. The middle-aged man who has been calm and black has suddenly turned his face and seriously looked at Chijingu.
"The Taoist friend of the Golden Valley is a friend of my two brothers. This invitation is to resolve the misunderstanding between Qianbaomeng and Chijingu. The only Taoist friend of Guigushaogu was killed not long ago. In this case, someone is bound to provoke the four major forces and profit from the Qianbaomeng war. Please consider one or two before the Valley owner gets angry."
The white-robed middle-aged man is also patient, and the horrible momentum emitted by the main body of Chijingu has been pressed against them, but he still has the mood to persuade them.
