Chapter 827: 　Gold Wing Roc

First, he confronted the three major worlds of Qingzhou, and then started to fight against the Li family in Sizhucheng, and now... it is in conflict with the Dark Temple again.
The demon horse standing behind Shao Zai felt that Ma Sheng had collapsed, his face full of despair.
He didn't understand what the fewer seats were doing, and he didn't know what the fewer seats were thinking.
The only thing he can understand is that the few seats are stronger, and when the mountains open up the mountains and the water bridges, anyone who stands in front of the few seats will be turned into powder.
No one can stop the invincible road with few seats.
If there are obstacles, just push it all the way.
At this time, Ye Yusheng did exactly this. When he shot the Dark Temple's Tuqiang and the other seven people dripping with blood, when he was half dead, he finally stopped.
Even Li Yuanji couldn't escape the bad luck of being broken in half.
The people watching the battle around were stunned. For a while, they didn't know what kind of reaction they should give now, and even the whispers that the people eating melon should have disappeared.
The quiet scene was a little scary.
This silence continued until someone from the dark temple stepped out again.
"You must be so."
Three figures shrouded in black robes with three gold patterns embroidered on their cuffs walked into the field. They came, as if the whole day had been darkened.
The dark temple, only warriors with dark attributes are the true descendants.
Upon seeing these three people, the original people who ate melons bowed and bowed: "See the hall master..."
The scene of saluting, including Li Erye, and other rich and powerful people watching the excitement, all bowed and saluted.
But they didn't know that their phrase ‘see the hall master’ made the leading old man with black beard look a little ugly and embarrassed.
"Ah!"
Next to the old man, following the two old men, one of them smiled and said without a smile: "Your Excellency is very powerful. You have become the master of the hall. I don't know when to leave the branch hall and enter the main hall of the main hall?"
Di Fu is the old man who is called the lord of the palace, and he yells at the person who bows and salutes with an embarrassed look: "How many times have you said that this seat is the sub-host, not the lord, can't you remember?"
"Yes."
Everyone responded quickly.
This reprimand is a little frustrating no matter how you hear it.
After the scolding, he explained to the old man who had just spoken: "They are all rural people. They don't understand the rules of my dark temple. Don't blame the two upper envoys, Qing Qing and Lan."
The Dark Temple has envoys who are responsible for patrolling the sub-temples.
And these two old men are the two inspectors, Qing and Lan, the young men are the old men who have just opened up to ridicule the Lord of the Divide, and the other is the blue emissary.
The ambassador hadn't planned to be embarrassed about this little matter, her position was not high, but as a patrol ambassador, she had the mission of patrolling, and she could intervene wherever she went.
He retracted his gaze to look at the master of the Difu Sub-temple, and looked at the disciples of the Dark Temple who lay on the ground. These people were all disciples of the sub-temple. After a glance, he curled his mouth in disdain, a group of waste.
In the end, the ambassador's eyes fell on Ye Yusheng, looking at the proud young man in front of him, nodded unnoticeably, what a young talent.
"Your name is Ye Yusheng?" Green Ambassador asked.
Through the conversation just now, Ye Yusheng was able to determine that the old man in front of him also came from the Dark Temple, and his status was very high. After thinking about it, he nodded and said, "That's right."
The tone is neither overbearing nor overbearing.
"Not bad."
The youth envoy nodded: "Under a fair fight, no... it's being surrounded by a bunch of useless waste. It's good to have such a record."
"My dark temple is the most reasonable, since you win under fairness, my dark temple will naturally not say much."
"but……"
The green ambassador changed his words: "The Dark Temple can be defeated, but it cannot be humiliated, and the rules cannot be broken, do you understand?"
"..."
Ye Yusheng frowned, staring at the old man, his pupils contracted slightly, and he felt a strong crisis in this old man: "What do you mean?"
"The meaning is simple."
The green envoy said indifferently: "First, what you said to Tu Qiang earlier meant to discredit the dark temple. Second, everyone salutes. Why are you alone not saluting?"
"This is a rule, not a salute to the three of me, but a respect for the Dark Temple for protecting the Eastern Region for thousands of years."
"Ha ha."
Ye Yusheng smiled: "First of all, I didn't mean to discredit the dark temple on purpose, and what this young seat said before was not aimless and reasonable. You are older, you can think about what I said in your heart. Is it right?"
"Secondly, I am not from the Eastern Region, and I have never been blessed by your dark temple. In my opinion, there is no need to bow. They are them, I am me, and I am not from the Eastern Region at all. It shouldn't be salute."
As soon as he said this, the surroundings became quieter, and even the sound of breathing disappeared.
How long has it been since no one dared to confront the people of the dark temple? It's too long, and I can't remember the long.
"well said."
At this moment, there was a shout of applause, and a tall figure slapped and walked in: "That's great. The young master likes you."
As soon as this person appeared on the scene, a wave of demonic auras placed in five places suddenly spread.
The huge monster energy directly caused the atmosphere on the scene to stagnate. This person... turned out to be a monster, with golden pupils exuding supreme majesty, behind him, followed by three human servants.
"hiss……"
There was a burst of cold air, and there are people who dare to add fuel to the fire at this time?
but……
When they saw the incoming person clearly, their pupils suddenly contracted.
"Young Master King Peng." The Qing Envoy's expression changed, and his eyes staring at the incoming person were full of solemnity.
"Haha... I didn't expect anyone to remember this young master."
The young master of King Peng laughed, ignoring the old man, came directly to Ye Yusheng, laughed: "Brother, that's right, what I said just now is domineering."
"My name is... Peng Wanli, Pengcheng Wanli, how about? The name is domineering, haha... from the Golden Winged Dapeng clan." Peng Wanli's introduction was wild, and he didn't pay attention to anyone present.
But the words "Golden Wing Dapeng" made Ye Yusheng's pupils shrink.
He had heard of the Golden Winged Dapeng in his last life, it was the legendary Buddhist King, invincible.
Here, he didn't know the status of the Golden Winged Dapeng clan, but from the solemn gaze of the Green Envoy, he could see that this clan was so strong that even the Dark Temple had to be treated with caution.
The system was silent. When facing Tamron before, the system gave a hint, but facing this golden-winged roc, the system was silent.
"Hey."
The system is silent, Ye Yusheng has a bottom in his heart, this clan seems to be not good, at least not as strong as Tenglong.
Thinking of this, he was relieved, and smiled in response to Peng Wanli: "Hello, Brother Peng, I'm in Xiaye Yusheng."