Chapter 1759: White Supreme [Third]

"Well, I listen to you! However, we must have at least two places for our holy beasts. We can't satisfy them. It won't be too big for everyone to go!"
The holy beast called Bai Zun, sneer.
This holy beast, the body is a white fox, suspended in the air, more than ten meters long, although not exerting strength, it gives a sense of shock.
I really want to fight in anger, and most of the people in the square may not be able to bear it.
"There are two places for an opening. Are you planning to grab it?"
Over the famous teacher's hall, a strong middle-aged man looks like a cold smile.
"How about grabbing?"
The head turned over, and the white sages sighed with anger and rushed over, stimulating the soul.
It looks like it is very good at attacking the soul.
"I want to grab it very simple, just look at the sword in my hand, I can't promise it! If I remember correctly, 20,000 years ago, my Zhang Jiayu ancestor, once a sword, the suppression of your nine ancient holy I don't dare to move!" The middle-aged man smiled coldly: "I want to try it today, can you do this!"
"Zhang Jia? Is this the ancestor of Zhang’s family?"
Hearing him say this, Zhang Xuan only feels excited and full of excitement.
Before and the ancestor, there was a relationship, knowing that he was very heroic, did not expect to face the strongest ancient saint in the Holy Beast, and did not fall under the slightest.
Before Dacheng Hall, I only heard the sound, I have never seen myself. At this moment, I look closely, a Tsing Yi, a brow like a sword, a long sword hanging around the waist, the other has no other things, and the appearance is somewhat ordinary. It has a powerful force that cannot be ignored.
"He is the last ancient saint of Zhang's family, Zhang Hongtian! The heroic nature, the talents are unparalleled, the chivalrous, the hateful revenge, as long as someone does not conform to morality, he will fight back in anger. At the beginning, between the heavens and the earth, the power of the ancient saint disappeared. He is very young, has a lot of years of consumption, but has no choice but to sleep..."
Yang Shi’s voice sounded.
Zhang Xuan nodded.
It is said that when the ancestor broke through the ancient sacred, he was only over 500 years old. At this age, he changed to be a other person. He just got married and was enjoying a good time in life, but he did not hesitate to choose to sleep, with his loved ones. Do it one by one...
This pay is worthy of admiration.
"You..."
I didn’t expect this guy to give a little affection. The white lord’s huge wolf head screamed, and the beard blew:
Your unparalleled sword is really powerful, but it’s not so easy to kill me... Can't kill me, the younger generation of your family should be easy to find, I have to look at it, you can protect a few!"
"Yes, if I remember correctly, there are a lot of your white fox group. The disciple is a big one. I dare to move me to Zhang family. I kill you ten, kill me ten people, I destroy you all." Family!"
Zhang Hongtian’s back is straight and his voice is light:
Do not believe...you try!

"You dare..."
The teeth are bitten, and the white sages roar.
"Don't dare, can try! I am Zhang Hongtian. Since I debuted, I have never dared to ask them!"
Gently smile, Zhang Hongtian points to several ancient holy people of the aliens.
"Hey!"
The ancient sage that the aliens just spoke was cold and unhappy.
"This should be the old ghost..."
Listen to the sound, Zhang suspends it.
This guy, when he complimented Yan Qing Gu Sheng, he felt that the voice was familiar. At this moment, he talked with Zhang Hongtian, and he remembered it. It was the sneak attack that left him with blood.
"You really dare, right, Bai Zun, how do I hear that a large number of your descendants, outside the Xingtan, were tamed by the descendants of Zhang's family?" I sneered and looked over.
"Tame? What do you say?"
The white lord screamed and the roar sounded.
Obviously, this matter is not known.
"Do not believe that you look at the younger generations who are sent to Xingtan, but still here? Maybe contact?"
The last time I was designed by the Terran Kid, I had a sword and I was already upset. At this time, there is a chance to provoke, naturally I will not let go.
The white lord wolf eyes stunned and turned to the head of an ancient holy sacred beast. After a moment, the sacred beast said something in his ear, his face immediately sank and straightened to the hanging. The direction seems.
The eyes are like a stove, burning the eight wild.
"Let's lie..."
Zhang Hang's face is speechless.
He is just a small figure in the golden world. You have a lot of ancient sacred confrontations, what do you do...
"Have you tame his disciples?"
Seeing its gaze with fierceness, looking directly at the younger man named Zhang Xuan, remembering the experience outside Dacheng Hall, Zhang Hongtian couldn’t help but look over.
The holy beast outside the Dacheng Hall is not strong. It is not the descendants of the White Supreme. It is different to go to the Xingtan.
The importance of the Xingtan, it goes without saying that the ones that can be sent to it are the most peak of the power of one party. It is difficult to achieve this. Can this younger generation, even this proud genius, be tamed?
"That's it disciples? I do not know ...... just go xingtan time to see a group of sacred, are paying apricot mad beat, seeing we must kill, then moved compassion, they will be rescued ... In order to be grateful for the help of life, all of them have surrendered... It seems that there is no white fox!"
Zhang Hang Road.
Submission, because he used the beating law, of course, this time is obviously not convenient to say so.
"The heart of sorrow? The help of life?" Zhang Hongtian couldn't help it anymore: "Haha, it's beautiful!"
The other party said that it is not the truth. As an ancient saint, he can naturally see at a glance. What makes him laugh is that the white sage is just so arrogant. The next moment, the disciple is tamed by his descendants. ......
It’s not too fast to beat your face!
"White Supreme, you see your descendants, have surrendered to my descendants, or else, give you a chance, and surrender to me, become my beast, the number of places... When to give you two I have no opinion!"
Resist the smile, Zhang Hongtian looked over.
"You are looking for death..."
When he heard the teasing, the white lord couldn’t help it anymore, and he snarled, and his tall figure jumped sharply, tearing it against Zhang Hongtian.
There is a dark paw print in the air, and the space is cracked.
The same is the ancient holy, this white sage is obviously very strong.
"I don't want to find death, not you have the final say, but myself..."
I don't mind, Zhang Hongtian smiled lightly, and the long sword on the waist shook, not squirting, gently shaking, with a scabbard, spurting forward.
Hey!
The sword is whistling, and the hoof is touching.
Boom!
The space annihilated a large black gap. The white lord couldn’t help but step back. He wanted to continue to rush forward, and he saw Yan Qing, who had just spoken, and his body swayed and came to the middle.
A palm stroke, a barrier appears, like two curtains, blocking the way the two marched.
"Okay, the most important thing for us now is to enter the main hall, not to fight. I really want to fight. I can go out and talk later! Don't hurt now!"
The two palms are erected, and Yan Qing is faint.