Chapter 669: dad

Hearing these words, Xiao Zimo's pupils shrank obviously, and he did not expect that the middle-aged man in front of him would be given such a high evaluation.
"Although the twenty super powers on the God of War list all want to be close in strength, ... even if they get closer, there is a little deviation. And the strength of this corpse coffin Qin Yishou can be said to be on the God of War list. , Can definitely rank in the top five!" Yan Mo whispered in Xiao Zimo's ear.
"Is it so powerful?" Even Xiao Zimo, hearing Yan Mo's words, couldn't help but turn up a storm in his heart.
"Almost everyone on the God of War list has the strength of about ten-star physique, and their talent may be able to step up to the legendary eleven-star physique." A trace of envy flashed in Yan Mo's eyes, and he looked up at the dozen or so. Said the strong of God of War.
"Eleven-star physique..." Xiao Zimo murmured.
"Look, someone is here again!" Suddenly, a cultivator beside him said loudly.
Almost all the cultivators in the audience looked at the figure that appeared in front of a jade chair.
I saw the figure holding a brown withered wood cane in his hand, and his body was trembling constantly. Although it was summer, his whole body was wrapped in large cotton jackets, and his mediocre face was malnourished. Hungry and yellow, there is still a snot hanging under the nose.
He squatted and sat tremblingly on the jade chair in front of him, sniffed, and he was obviously relieved.
Click!
Behind him appeared a white strip of cloth, which read:
Xiao Xiao was ill, and there was a mountain of ghosts crying and chirping.
"Training the sick burial master, Zong Xiong!" said a cultivator below.
"The only doctor on the God of War list has finally appeared, which means that the next twenty strong people on the God of War list will come. This...what is going on."
"Sure enough, as in the rumors, almost every time it appears, it drags a sickly body, as if it is about to die."
"Although he looks ill, he is also a nasty lord. He can kill and save people from the invisible. I heard that his character is very eccentric, and no one can figure out his background. ."
"What is going to happen in this battle to win the rankings, there are actually thirteen super powers from the God of War ranking!"
Just as the practitioners below were shocked, they heard a dragon chant from the horizon.
Ouch!
This dragon chant made Qiu Zhenhui on the side frown, because this dragon chant was so familiar to him.
Xiao Zimo and the others obviously also heard Long Yin's familiarity, and couldn't help looking at Qiu Zhenhui, but saw him shrug.
Whoosh!
A figure appeared next to Ye Zhiqiu, and he was wearing a white ancient costume, with a cool color on his handsome face. The whole person looked icy, so he wrote on his face not close to four strangers. Big print.
I saw her sitting on the jade chair in front of her without saying a word.
Click!
Behind him appeared a white strip of cloth, which read:
Falling flowers have danced before the style, and the clouds and water are vast and Wuhoulong.
The fourteen large characters fell like a deep pound bomb among the group of practitioners below, and they exploded the pot at once.
"He... he is Luoyunlong, Monan Mountain!" One of the cultivators revealed the true identity of the middle-aged man, with a tone of shock that could not be covered.
"Mo Nanshan, who has the strongest blood in history, finally... finally saw a real person!"
"I heard that his strength is the highest among the ten-star physique!"
"It's great, if I can get his guidance, I have the confidence to break through to the eight-star physique within a year!"
"Don't imagine, he has never accepted an apprentice for so many years, but in the past few years, I don't know what he is looking for. The movement is very loud!"
The cultivators underneath were chattering, and the dozens of super powers in the God of War list sitting on the top of the jade system were also talking.
"Mo Nanshan, what kind of wind have you been smoking in the past few years? Why are you so active all of a sudden? Why... have you found the girl you like?" Gui Ziyan opened the fan with a smirk and gave a smirk. , There is no so-called master style at all.
"No." Mo Nanshan replied ably and concisely, and then closed his eyes and said nothing more.
Gui Ziyan begged herself for being bored by herself, curled her lips, and sat in the same position fanning herself.
"So many people are here, it seems we are late, hahahaha!" Suddenly, a hearty voice came, and four more figures appeared.
One of them was a middle-aged man with a body like a mountain, and his bronzed skin looked more and more beautiful under the sun's rays, and he was sitting on the top jade chair behind him.
Click!
Behind him appeared a white strip of cloth, which read:
There was love in the sky, and a drop of blood slaughtered the city for thousands of miles.
"He is... the blood and tears, the city!"
"What! He is the one who slaughtered a city that was famous in the inner rivers and lakes, and he is as overbearing as his name!"
"The one most difficult to mess with in the God of War list should be him!"
No matter the people underneath were talking, Tucheng, who was sitting on the top of jade, looked down at the crowds of cultivators underneath, as if looking for something.
"Tu Lao'er, you are still so impatient, we are not yet seated... You just sit down like this, it's hard to tell!" Two of the remaining three people are all wearing the same black robe, their faces There is also a white mask on it, which makes it difficult to see the true face.
I saw the two of them sitting in two adjacent positions ~EbookFREE.me~ and a white strip of cloth appeared behind each of them, which read:
A leaf of decayed Tong fell into the cold, and the sound of the dead has not resolved the ancestor Zen.
In the middle of the night, the iron clothes are cold, and the west wind is coming.
"He... they are Mingsheng Yiye, Ye... Ye Nansheng, and... there is still wind, Zhang... Zhang Xiaolou!" Zhang Zeli and Ye Chenfan next to Xiao Zimo heard the name. , All trembled in unison, and they all looked at the two men in black robes sitting on the top jade chair with incredible eyes.
"Zhang Xiaolou? Isn't that Zhang Zeli's father?" Xiao Zimo murmured.
"Dead ghost, you still know how to come back!" Liu Ying and Tong Yue said in unison. They saw each of them walk in front of a black robe, and opened the black robe they put on their heads. Reached out and took off the masks they were wearing, revealing the true face under the mask.
When Zhang Zeli and Ye Chenfan saw the true faces of the two black-robed men, they spoke excitedly:
"dad!"