Vol 2 Chapter 1769: Wang Xie Tang Qian Yan

You don't need to do anything, just a name, it scares all the demon kings and demon saints not to move.
Zhang Bairen, that was the name that was killed, even the demon king and demon saint in the wild, would never dare to offend rashly.
All the demon sages and kings in the wild are all ambitious generations, secretly coveting Middle-earth, hoping that one day they can return to the ancestral land and regain the glory of the past. Naturally, the intelligence of Middle-earth Know the palm.
"Your Excellency is really Zhang Bairen?" Dasheng Xiaofeng stared at the man holding the jade rabbit with his eyes, and there was a strange look in his eyes, but he had never heard of Zhang Bairen's habit of holding rabbits.
But anyway, the identity of the man in front of him was confirmed first.
"Can you have a certificate?" Great Sage Xiaofeng stared at Zhang Bairen with a pair of eyes, as if he was facing an enemy, his eyes were full of seriousness, his skin was tight, and his blood kept rolling.
"Certificate? Why do you need a certificate! I am me!" Zhang Bairen's eyes shot with two sword intents, and the master Xiaofeng's mind went blank. Then there was a horror in his eyes, and he only felt that a sword crossed the void and cut. After breaking the time and space, the law slashed towards himself.
"Snapped!"
Great Sage Xiaofeng looked down at his footsteps, he was actually scared back by the other's gaze, and the whole world could scare him back with a gaze, and it was only that person.
Moreover, the opponent's sword intent is so fierce, even if it is not Zhang Bairen, he is afraid it is a difficult generation.
The Great Sage Xiaofeng knew that the other party was not easy to provoke, and didn't want to cause trouble. He stared at Zhang Bairen tightly: "I'm driving to my 100,000 mountains under the crown. I don't know what is going on?"
"Look for someone! Kill!" Zhang Bairen said indifferently, without paying attention to the great saint Xiaofeng in front of him. The indifferent words were murderous and rushed to the night, shocked the silence of the mountains, and Yutu's eyes widened in his arms, staring at that face with fear The Great Sage Xiaofeng, with curiosity in his eyes, whispered in his heart: "This ladyboy is so powerful that he scared the Great Sage Xiaofeng into this way. In the past, the Great Sage Xiaofeng was so majestic, when was it like this? Fear of the head and tail, have been such a counselor?"
"People? One hundred thousand miles of wild land, I am afraid that there will not be a second person besides Your Excellency. I am afraid that I will come to the wrong place." Great Sage Xiaofeng shook his head.
"Oh? What did the Great Sage say about the human tribe three hundred miles away?" Zhang Bairen said with indifferent eyes.
"Huh?" The Great Sage Xiaofeng had heard the words: "Your Excellency is here for that tribe?"
"Exactly" Zhang Bairen said.
The Great Sage Xiaofeng smiled bitterly, and then shook his head: "Unfortunately, the Weijin tribe, three hundred miles away, is not in this seat. Where does it belong to the ruler of the Great Sage Mochizuki."
"The Great Sage Mochizuki?" Zhang Bairen stroked the ears of the rabbit spirit, a smile appeared in his eyes: "Interesting!"
"I heard that the gods are about to degenerate under the crown, can you come to my mountain to describe it? This seat contains a jar of 300-year-old fruit wine, which is about to be given to the crown," Xiao Feng Dasheng laughed.
"Oh?" Zhang Bairen carried the jade rabbit into his arms: "No, I want to kill people. I want to borrow the way from the king."
"Please!" Great Sage Xiaofeng turned to look at the monster beasts that gathered behind him: "Make way for this king!"
This demon king is not the other demon king. The demon king in the martial arts is the realm of seeing the gods. The Great Sage of Xiaofeng rules the land for a hundred miles, and is the title of the demon king.
Don't confuse the strength of the title Demon King and Demon King.
All the monsters let the way out, only to see Zhang Bairen nodded to the Great Sage Xiaofeng, and disappeared into the jungle.
"My lord, just let him go?" A ghost said dissatisfied.
"Otherwise?" Great Sage Xiaofeng shook his head: "This king is not his opponent, and his eyes contain murderous intent. Obviously this time, he must be prepared for a big killing. The world is about to change, and this king does not want more. Something happened."
After the words fell, Great Sage Xiaofeng looked into the distance with his eyes shrinking and turning into an ordinary cat size. Several jumps disappeared in the jungle: "This time this king can see Mochizuki's lively, Mochizuki and Na Wei The Jin tribe is entangled, there is a good show this time."
The inside of the monster clan is not iron-clad, thinking that Mochizuki is about to get into trouble, Dasheng Xiaofeng's eyes are full of mockery.
"Shemale, what do you do? Seeing you are so powerful, even the Great Sage Howling Wind is afraid of you!" The rabbit stretched out his head in Zhang Bairen's arms.
When Zhang Bairen heard the words, the corners of his mouth twitched, and the words "shemale" caused 10,000 points of damage to him. Zhang Bairen tapped Xiao Fei's head with his finger: "You are not allowed to call me a female monster."
"Aren't you a ladyboy? Then what do I call you?" Xiao Feimeng said.
This rabbit is indeed like jade, and the hair on the whole body is like brocade, and the flesh and blood reveal a kind of crystal clear, like a sculpture. If it is fixed there, others will only think it is a piece of jade.
"Me?" Zhang Bairen thoughtfully: "You can call me the lord."
"What is the lord?" Yutu's eyes widened.
...
Zhang Bairen was speechless and didn't know what to say in the face of this stupid rabbit.
Zhang Bairen's speed was very fast. Within a few steps of distance of three hundred miles, he had already landed on the top of a big tree. He took out a light blue water monster in his hand, and gently brushed his palm over the body of the water monster. The blue light flashed on the crystal ball, and then the figure of Jing Wuming appeared.
This is the little use of water monsters, as long as there is moisture in the world, they cannot escape the perception of water monsters.
With a flash of light on the crystal ball, the entire tribe was taken into consideration.
The Wei-Jin tribe is indeed the Wei-Jin tribe, but this Wei-Jin tribe is too big. At first glance, the houses are densely packed and arranged in an orderly manner according to some mysterious law. I am afraid that there are not at least 100,000 people.
There are monks sitting around the tribe to prevent monsters in the wilderness from rushing out to hurt people, and constantly driving away monsters in the wilderness.
Jing Wuming's figure was distorted, and he had already come to the outside of the town for a few breaths.
"Outsiders?" A monk looked at Jing Wuming, and suddenly showed a look of surprise: "Your Excellency, who? My small town, but I have never seen an outsider for hundreds of years."
"I am a dead soldier under the command of the general governor, and I came to pass on the decree of the general governor!" After speaking, Jing Wuming took out a handwritten note from his sleeve: "Where is the chief of your tribe?"
"The chief governor? What kind of chief governor? I am outside the law, not under the control of the heavenly king, and not under the control of the king. If you have nothing to do, you will quickly retreat. I will not welcome outsiders." The monk's pupils suddenly shrank , A touch of amazement appeared in his eyes.
Obviously, the Wei-Jin tribe did not really cut off contact with the outside world. Think about it, too, as a force that has existed since the Wei and Jin dynasties, how can you not pay attention to the general trend of the world if you can stand in the endless recklessness?
"You pass this edict to your Patriarch, and I am here waiting for your Patriarch to reply." Jing Wuming flicked his finger, and the edict flew out.
The monk took the edict, but after all he didn't say anything this time, he took a deep look at Jing Wuming and walked toward the depths of the tribe with a solemn expression.
The most central of the tribe
A gorgeous palace stretches for five miles. At this time in the martial arts field, a middle-aged man is holding a bow and arrow in his hands, shooting at a target not far away.
Behind him, hundreds of five-year-old children looked at the man with a serious expression on the way of shooting and hunting.
Suddenly a rush of footsteps sounded, but the guard hurried to the middle-aged man and handed the edict in his hand.
The owner of the family took the edict, no happiness or anger, but quiet contemplation.
"Patriarch, or else send the guy? This is a hundred thousand mountains. Even if Zhang Bairen is strong, he won't be able to go wild here," the guy whispered.
"Jing Wuming is the shadow of Zhang Bairen. Since Jing Wuming has arrived, Zhang Bairen will definitely be not far away! If things are coming, you can't hide from you! Go and ask Zhang Bairen to come in and talk." The strong man put away his bow and arrow, his eyes There was a solemn expression: "I'll tell my ancestors."
Palace courtyard
Ancestral hall
A middle-aged man with a ruddy complexion and snow-white complexion sat cross-legged on a futon to meditate, and on one side sat a five or six-year-old child.
However, he saw that the child's pink-cut jade lips and red teeth were eighth similar to Wang Daoling before he was reincarnated. He was clearly a Wang Daoling who had not yet grown up.
"Father!" I saw the middle-aged man walking into the ancestral hall and saluting the middle-aged Taoist sitting cross-legged.
The Taoist looks young, but because of his beauty, he is a hundred years old.
"What's the matter?" The old Taoist opened his eyes.
"The calamity of your day's calculation has arrived! It turned out to be Zhang Bairen, I am afraid that the calamity should be on his body" The Patriarch bowed.
"Huh? It's him?" The ancestor suddenly opened his eyes, and a flash of electric light illuminates the void, distorting the world of law.
Hearing the three words Zhang Bairen, Wang Daoling couldn't help shivering.
"In the old days, Wang Xietang Qianyan flew into the homes of ordinary people. No matter what, the power of my Wang family cannot be degraded, and see what Zhang Bairen has to say, my Wang family is definitely not muddled, hundreds of years of end-of-year accumulation are not a joke!" There was a cold and harsh light.
Kings!
Who would have thought that this tribe in the Wei-Jin period~EbookFREE.me~ turned out to be the inheritance of one of the four most powerful families in the Wei-Jin period.
In ancient times, in order to continue the inheritance, the big family kept dividing their branches and sending them to the south and the north, so that even if a certain branch was destroyed in the future, it would still retain the blood to continue in the world.
If talking about ancestors, this tribe and Langya Wang's family are the same ancestors.
In the old days, Wang Xietang's Yan Yan flew into the homes of ordinary people!
From rise to decline, even large families cannot avoid it.
The Patriarch walked away, Wang Daoling on one side opened his eyes and looked at the ancestor of the Wang family worriedly: "Grandpa, did he come for his grandson?"
"Don't think too much, no matter who you were in your previous life and reincarnated in my royal family in this life, then you are a member of my royal family! My Wang family is by no means muddy, this is a hundred thousand mountains, not a place where Zhang Bairen can go wild." The ancestor stroked the top of Wang Daoling's head, with a touch of emotion in his eyes: "Wang family has gone through countless storms, what kind of person hasn't been seen? It's not that tougher than Zhang Bairen. What's this?"
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