Vol 7 Chapter 964: Feed the turtle

In the hall of the Scorpio, the atmosphere is already tense to the extreme. Not only are the Taoist monks in the three spirits of the refining spirit, but even the ancestors of the other tribes are also dignified and arrogant.
But when the atmosphere was tense and extreme, the musk that was originally ridiculously stunned suddenly seemed to be aware of what it was, and suddenly turned to look at the entrance to the main hall.
I saw the entrance to the main hall. I don’t know when a black robe youth appeared. The young man’s appearance is not handsome, but she is handsome and determined. When she falls into the eyes of the musk, she makes her heart tremble. The beauty of the eyes is red, and there is a faint mist.
"I will know that you will not have anything..." The look of Muxiang was delighted, and the voice was a little crying.
Her voice fell, and the black robe youth smiled slightly, nodding her head at her.
"long time no see……"
Although the voice of the youth is light, it can be clearly introduced into the ears of many monks in the hall. When the crowds follow the sound, the cold babies in the Hanshan tribe tremble and their faces are pleasantly surprised. The look emerged.
Even in the tribe of the tribe, Ni Hong, who had been thinking about it, had an incredible look on his face and suddenly looked up.
"He...he...he is Luoyang!!!"
When a look of sight was coming, someone immediately recognized Luo Yang’s identity and exclaimed in the mouth.
When this statement came out, the hall of death was suddenly stunned, and all the faces of the monks showed a shocked look.
"He is Luo Yang? Isn't it rumored that he is already dead in the Imperial Palace?"
"He didn't even die, is there something unexpected about the ancestors of the yellow vein?"
"How is it possible, that is one of the four immortals under the fairy seat, how could an accident happen!"
"Even if he is lucky enough to survive, he should not be here. It is not the place where he can enter..."
The noisy exclamations sounded one after another, and everyone’s eyes were gathered on Luo Yang’s body. Even the eight ancestral monks of the three spirits of the spirits also had different colors on their faces. It seems that they did not expect Luo. Yang will actually walk out of the fairy palace alive.
"That's good, the old man and you still have a grudge that has not yet been settled. Since you are here, let the old man personally come to a conclusion!"
After a glimpse of the ancestors, the sneer sneered, and when the voice fell, he was ready to shoot at Luoyang.
But when the sacred ancestors were about to take the shot, the prince who was on the side of the scorpion waved his hand and stopped him.
"The elders are elders and slow, and the prince has something to ask this person."
The voice of the emperor’s voice came out, and the face of the ancestor’s ancestors shook, but he still stepped back in obedience and no longer worried about Luo Yang’s shot.
When the emperor saw the situation, he stepped toward Luo Yang and stopped at his position outside his feet. His eyes continued to sweep through Luo Yang.
"Interesting, it is no wonder that the characters who can let the ancestors personally take shots can still remain calm in front of the prince." After looking at the lap, the prince suddenly smirked and the voice was soft.
"If you are such a character, Luo Mou really sees too much, and can keep calm, it is justified." Luo Yang's look as usual, and there is no fluctuation, a faint opening said.
"Since you know the identity of the prince, the prince does not talk nonsense, you tell me, how did you escape from the ancestors of the old man?" Although the voice of the prince is still mild, but there is an unquestionable The taste, as if in the order of Luo Yang general.
In his view, Luo Yang is only a quasi-minister, but he survived from the fairy palace. He was only lucky enough to save his life from the hands of Qin Jinhuang. At this moment, he appeared in the place where the ancestors gathered. Look down on any wind and waves, and even have the possibility of dying here.
In fact, it is not just the prince who has this idea, but almost all the monks in the main hall. Only Ni Hong, who had been possessed by the demon girl Jiang Yan, is complicated. She is the only one who knows the truth of the matter.
"Even if the real fairy is not his opponent, you guys are just sent to death..." After a self-talk, Ni Hong’s eyes stared at Luo Yang, and his eyes flashed in different colors.
After hearing the words of the emperor, Luo Yang’s look was still calm, but he looked at each other indifferently.
"As far as your current tone is concerned, I wouldn't have told you, but since you really want to know, then Luo is even awkward to tell you that the ancestor of your ancestor, Qin Jinhuang, one of the celestial beings, has been Throw it away to feed the turtle."
Luo Yang’s voice was indifferent, without any fluctuations, but when it fell into the ears of everyone, it made everyone stunned for a moment.
"Hey...feed the turtle?"
The look of the Emperor of the Emperor was also a stay. It seems that he did not expect to hear this answer. After returning to God, he immediately became angry.
"Dare to insult the ancestors of my ancestors, you are looking for death!!" The prince's look was gloomy, and the mouth was cold and sighed.
For Luoyang, he naturally would not believe it. Even many monks in this hall would not really believe it.
Who is Qin Jinhuang? That is one of the four war singers under the seat of the celestial being. Even if these tens of thousands of years have passed, its strength has some damage, and it is not the Taoist monk who can compete, but Luo Yang said that he has been thrown to feed the turtle, this kind of rhetoric is no one can believe.
"Believe it or not, anyway, you have to know something, Luo has already told you, if it is interesting, then quickly go away, so as not to be in the way."
Seeing that the Emperor did not believe, Luo Yang did not say much, just the open voice of the look.
"Bold! First of all, insulting the ancestors of my royal family, now it is time to let go of this prince's face, and today I can accommodate you!"
The face of the prince was gloomy and terrible. When he sipped in his mouth, he raised his hand and grabbed it toward Luo Yang. There was no reservation for the repair of a peak.
"I don't know how to go back and forth!"
Looking at the big emperor Ling Xiao shot, Luo Yang's look is still as usual, a faint opening, the backhand is a slap.
Snapped! !
A loud slap in the hall suddenly sounded. When everyone did not see what happened, a figure had already flown out in an instant, and slammed into the distant wall, making the entire hall slightly A trembling.
"He... He will take the prince to fly?!"
When everyone looked at the person who flew out, they couldn’t help but take a breath of cold air, and the face showed a faint color.