Chapter 660: If you don’t leave, you’ll bury yourself (second!)

　　 "Brother Wang Xian!"
　　 Sui Huang Xiao Lao showed excitement on his face and immediately walked towards Wang Xian.
　　 "Xiao Yu, Elder Fan!"
　　 The head of Tang and the deputy head of Lei of the Thorns School walked towards Xiaoyu and Elder Fan with joy.
　　 The arrival of Wangxian and them immediately made them find the backbone.
　　 Behind them, four or five thousand jianghu martial artists did not speak, and stood there quietly, looking at them.
　　 "What's the matter, the spiritual energy is like a waterfall. Cultivating underneath is a great opportunity for any warrior. If you practice underneath for a month, the whole river and lake can be restored to its peak period!"
　　 Wang Xian said with a smile, looking at them.
　　 "Brother Wang Xian, we have been kicked out, and even the powerful foreign forces who let us practice around do not agree; only by becoming his lackeys and their subordinates, they will allow us to cultivate below!"
　　 Sui Huang shook his head bitterly, with an embarrassed look on his face.
　　 "Behind, there is no agreement to join those foreign warriors, warriors of the rivers and lakes, there are only these, the other half has become a running dog of foreign forces!"
　　 Xiao Quanshan's face is calm.
　　 It's all prosperous, and seeing the situation in the rivers and lakes nowadays, their faces are not pretty.
　　 "Oh? In our arena, let the warriors of the arena get out?"
　　A icy color flashed in Wang Xian's eyes: "Let's go!"
　　 As he said, he walked straight in: "Let them get out of our Huaxia rivers and lakes!"
　　 The Emperor Sui and Xiao Quanshan were stunned, and said quickly: "Brother Wangxian, those foreign forces are very powerful!"
　　 Wangxian waved his hand: "Then see it!"
　　 "Jie Jie!"
Behind 　　, there was a somewhat piercing laughter.
　　 The Emperor Sui and Xiao Quanshan were startled, and they immediately looked behind Wang Xian.
　　 There are more than thirty people, and the middle-aged person who walks in front is more familiar with them, the Dragon Gate Demon Qinglong.
　　 But the people behind are not familiar with it.
　　 Seven or eight old men, all less than one meter tall, held daggers in their hands.
　　 It was an old man who laughed, with a sinister smile on his face. From behind him, a crowd of people felt a palpitating energy.
　　 In addition to the seven or eight elders, there is also a middle-aged and elder man with a ghostly face pierced on his face. The murderous and evil spirits on his body are very obvious.
　　 These old people are middle-aged, none of them seem to be normal, and their breath makes them feel uncomfortable.
　　 Those warriors with relatively weak strength are even more frightened.
　　 The Emperor Sui and Xiao Quanshan looked at each other and followed Wang Xian closely.
　　 "Dragon King!"
　　Maogui's three strong pill realms saw Wang Xian approaching, they immediately stepped aside and bowed their heads respectfully.
　　 "Well, come with me, our territory, not some outsiders show off!"
　　 Wang Xian nodded lightly and said softly.
"Yes!"
　　Maogui's three strong pill realms were taken aback, followed by a glimmer of light in their eyes, and nodded.
　　 The more than 5,000 warriors around him were also slightly astonished. They took the initiative to leave a path and follow behind him, a group of weird powerhouses who followed the Dragon King with a look of surprise.
　　 "Beside Taibai Mountain, I don't know which tripod's world it is!"
　　Wangxian walked towards Taibai Mountain in the distance, and said softly that everyone around him could not understand.
　　 "Brother King Immortal, plus the forces that have just arrived, there are a total of six foreign forces in Taibai Mountain. There are more than a dozen strong men in the infant realm, and 30 or 40 strong men in the pill realm!"
　　 Aside, Emperor Sui and Xiao Quanshan reminded Wang Xian.
"Ok!"
　　 Wang Xian nodded, raised his head slightly, and looked at the mountains that were washed by spiritual energy.
　　 On the mountain peak, there is a famous warrior sitting cross-legged, and some warriors exude a powerful aura.
　　 "Flap, pop!"
　　 Wang Xian led a group of martial artists slowly to the center of a dozen mountain peaks.
　　 "Huh? The trash of the rivers and lakes, are you here to surrender? Become our subordinates and have the opportunity to practice here, haha, you still surrender!"
　　 On a mountain peak, the old man who had just attacked saw the return of more than 5,000 warriors from the rivers and lakes, and shouted condescendingly.
　　 He who had just broken through his cultivation base, his face was full of arrogance.
　　 His words made the faces of the warriors in the rivers and lakes gloomy.
"Ha ha!"
　　Wangxian heard the old man’s words, a cold color flashed in his eyes, his eyes swept over a dozen mountain peaks: "Do you know where this is?"
　　 "Do you know where this is?"
　　 A thunderous sound exploded in a radius of more than ten kilometers, instantly awakening all the martial artists who were practicing.
　　 "Who is going to die?"
　　 An irritable old man stood up and flew high into the sky.
　　 "If you disturb our practice, we deserve to die!"
　　 A middle-aged man waved his arm, and the long knife on the side appeared directly in his hand.
　　 On the highest main peak, a strong man from the famous Yin snake group narrowed his eyes slightly, and the samurai sword exuded cold light.
　　 "Get out of our Chinese arena!"
　　 Wang Xian looked at a famous strong man in the air, without the slightest expression on his face.
　　The sound resounded again over a dozen kilometers.
　　 Hearing this thunder-like sound, the faces of the warriors behind them showed shocked expressions, looking at Wang Xian in awe.
　　 "Haha, Huaxia Realm, let us go? Do you have this strength? Unexpectedly, there are even strong infants in such a wasteful place!"
　　 The old man on a mountain smiled wildly and said to Wang Xian.
　　 "Hi, that is, that is the Dragon King!"
　　 "It's the Dragon King, he's here, but I didn't expect him to really come!"
　　 "The Dragon King is here!"
　　 And at this moment, when the group of warriors who took refuge in foreign forces saw Wang Xian's face, they all showed shocked expressions.
　　 They took a deep breath, their expressions embarrassed, and they said in horror.
"Ok?"
　　 Everyone from the foreign powers heard the words of the martial artist who took refuge next to them, with a look of surprise on their faces.
　　 "Who is the Dragon King?"
　　 One by one, the powerhouses asked in a deep voice toward them.
"It is the most terrifying existence in our rivers and lakes. Our rivers and lakes used to have strong infants, and there were several others, but they were all beheaded by the dragon king. Moreover, our rivers and lakes were not so weak in the past, but a month ago, the dragon king created The power of Longmen has wiped out half of our families and sects!"
　　 A famous Jianghu warrior said with palpitations in his eyes.
　　 Those two days a month ago were the darkest days in the world. Everyone was afraid that the Longmen powerhouse would come in front of their family sect.
　　 "The Dragon King?"
　　 The strong of all forces turned their heads and stared at Wang Xian.
　　 "It turned out to be the most powerful force in China's rivers and lakes, Dragon King, ha ha, what? Let us leave here, wishful thinking!"
　　 "Today I announced that this is the site of our Yin Snake Group. Any warrior who does not surrender will die if he steps in!"
　　
(End of this chapter)