Chapter 531: He wants to be king
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The Rebirth of the Ghosts Return
- Wandering God
- 1384 characters
- 2021-02-13 09:22:31
Dragon Tiger Terrace is located on Longshan Mountain in Longhu Mountain!
Longshan is a lonely mountain with a thin bottom and a wide top. It is like moving a mountain. It turns a mountain and turns it into the ground!
There are ten acres of land in the wide roof, surrounded by cliffs and cliffs. Under the cliffs, there are thousands of abyss, and ordinary people only look at one eye, and the liver and gallbladder are half!
The sun is red and yellow, and the purple gas is Susu. A golden purple mist is formed on the top of the mountain!
Red-headed crane, dance around the mountain, and celebrate!
At the end is a feng shui holy place, Fury auspicious!
Hey!
As the disciples blew the horn trombone!
The disciples of the four halls entered in order!
When Qin Lan entered the venue with Zhang Yeting, the other three temples and disciples have already entered the seat!
"Qingyunge is getting more and more excessive. In the past years, our palms and temples have always been the chief. This year, we have been at the end of the year. It is clearly humiliating me."
Zhang Yeting walked and squatted, and the rest of the disciples were also twilight, very dissatisfied.
Qin Lan looked at it and sat on the big chair of the dragon carving tiger, which was built in the middle of the first gold. He sat with a child's face and a golden robe.
At first glance, it is really Zhang Zhengdao.
"Hey, Bai Shaoyang is really struggling, and I don't know where to get this fake!"
Zhang night's fangs are itchy!
"He is lifting his own rock and licking his own feet. It seems to be clever, but it is stupid!" Qin Hao shook his head and sneered.
In fact, even if he is a host of Zhang Zhengxuan, who is in charge of the palm of the hand, it is far safer than getting a fake.
Once this fake is dismantled, it will be like a bomb, so that he can no longer hide in the world!
It can be seen that Bai Shaoyang has been eager for quick success and has reached the point of madness!
Under the auspicious position, there are two large chairs arranged side by side!
The person who is in charge of the palm of the hand and the two temples on the palm of the hand is on the right, and the person with the sword and the palm of the hand is honored on the left!
After the four disciples, the two disciples, such as Zhang Yeting, such a famous disciple, can have a seat, and the rest can only stand.
What makes Qin Qin curious is that the conference has already begun, and Bai Shaoyang is still missing!
"Everyone, since the four halls have arrived, come, announce, and pass the world to the hero!"
The fake master teaches to raise the hand and order.
This fake is obviously not low, and it sounds like a clock.
"Hey!"
The drums screamed, the horns began to sound, and the long-awaited major factions and family members entered the stadium.
Not only the sects with heads and faces in the south have come, but many people have come in the north!
Everyone knows that today's conference is likely to be a decisive battle between Qinhou and Baijia. The outcome of the game is related to the future of the South!
Everyone entered the table and said hello to each other!
The Qingcheng School, which has always been a high-profile one, has become a hot spot today!
"Hey, Han Elder! I haven’t come here today. I don’t know what your plan is for you."
"Qin Hou has not arrived, I have no end in my heart!"
Several elders, Han Bingyu, who came to the conference, asked.
"Everyone, it's natural to come! Hou Ye is like a fairy, not me, I know!"
Han Bingyan politely beats haha.
In fact, he did not receive any news about Qinhou!
Looking into the crowd, there is really no trace of Houye in the crowd, but Han Bingzhen believes that today's life and death, Qin Hou will definitely show up.
Everyone entered the table, the tea was drunk, and the assembly was delayed!
"Teaching, Kyrgyz has arrived, can the conference begin?"
Zhang Zhengming frowned and urged.
"No hurries?"
"hold on!"
The fake palm taught to bow down and drink tea, and smiled coldly.
"Longhushan Qingyun Pavilion Bai Shaoyang Datian Division!"
But I heard the Secretary screaming.
Then the whole mountain played a piece of music, and the trombone, the drums, and the music team were full of energy and played with joy.
First, a row of women wearing tulle, the skin is visible, the left and right rows, all the way to the flowers.
The vocal music is shaking, the flowers are clear!
Sixteen strong men, carrying a golden king, walking like a fly, every time you step, you will fly a few feet, the action is uniform!
A few blinks of effort, Wang Hao has arrived!
"Hey!"
Bai Shaoyang's palms gently tapped down, Wang Hao flew from the shoulders of the big man, volley direct, and steadily fell in the square.
But see the golden glory of the king, the dragon floats, showing something extraordinary!
Bai Shaoyang opened the gauze curtain, such as the long hair of the snow, a white robe with a gold thread, prefixed with a dragon, suffixed with a tiger, and between the steps of the rich and powerful, like the nine days of the emperor under the dust, not good!
It is the supreme king!
It is the Tianzun robes of the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty!
This is the supreme sacred object of the martial arts world!
The people present are all shocked!
The supreme king, the Tianzun robes, are the Zhang Tianshi of the Dragon and Tiger Mountain in the past, seeking rain for the country, and the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty personally sealed the things!
In the martial arts world, Longhushan has also had one or two martial arts supreme!
However, with the rise of the dragons, the reputation of the Dragon and the Tiger Mountain is not as good as it used to be. The things of this king have long been sealed and not seen.
I never thought that today I was born again!
This is the rhythm of the king!
For a time, the whole audience was shocked and looked at the young man with white hair and arrogance!
"White Shaoyang, you are so bold!"
"Don't move the ancestor's prince Wang Hao, you are a Qingyunge disciple, nicknamed Tiantian, what do you want to do?"
Zhang Yinping, a palm-printer, is a short-skinned old man~EbookFREE.me~ The temper is tempered, but he is angry at the table.
"nickname?"
"Ha ha!"
Bai Shaoyang smiled coldly, his wrist turned, and a white light suddenly flew to Zhang Zhengping.
Zhang Zhengping is a heavenly master of the Eight Amenity. Seeing that the situation is not good, the single palm is placed on the chest and condensed into a shield.
boom!
The body shield is broken and the white light is entangled in Zhang Zhengping!
When Bai Shaoyang waved his hand, Zhang Zhengping was like a puppet with a line, flying in the air!
No matter how he struggled, he was unable to break free. He was smashing his legs in the air, and the wind on the mountain was blowing, and he had to scatter his hair.
Hey!
Bai Shaoyang's finger was hooked, the thread broke, and Zhang Zhengping returned to the chair again, panting, his face pale!
Anyone with a clear eye can see that Bai Shaoyang is holding hands, otherwise, Zhang Zhengping is afraid that he is already a dead body.
One stroke subdued the Tang Tang Longhushan Tianshi, under the heavens, I am afraid there are not many people.
At this moment, Bai Shaoyang is already a god-like existence in the eyes of the people. The disciples who were still noisy, have become speechless.
In particular, the two palms of the palm and the palm prints are all smashed!
No one thought that Bai Shaoyang would become a great master in a short period of time!
And this situation is much more powerful than teaching the great master!
"Haha, the palm print brother, the supernatural master's magical power is not good!"
"The so-called "time workers" is Junjie, how do you do it, you should not teach me!"
The sword-sword Tianshi is a skinny old man. He is the lowest in the four great celestial divisions. He usually has few voices. At this point, he stood up against the team and finally raised his eyebrows.
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