Chapter 472: First less master (2)

Just look at the burning hands of the ancestors of Lieyang and feel the terrible heat from his palms. The old ancestors and the cold ancestors laughed at the same time!
They saw the cultivation of Zi Tianzun at a glance. If he dared to reach out and take the sacred yang fruit in the hands of the ancestors of Lieyang, he would definitely be burned and smashed.
However, the first master of the purple valve, facing the gift of the elders of Sanxianmen, did not dare to reach out and touch, huh, huh!
Purple Tianzun’s little face was distorted. He bit his teeth and glared at the smile of the elders of the dynasty.
Silence for a while, he suddenly sneered, disdained a sleeve, raised his head and said proudly: "What kind of yang yang fruit? This can not get the goods, the old things also have a face to show off. Oh, lazy and you guys The old goods are noisy, let the people who can be the masters here come out!"
The eyes of the ancestors of Lieyang passed by a sigh of relief. He deliberately enlarged the voice and laughed: "Haha, the Lord does not see this sacred yang fruit? The Lord can know that every 36,000 years, You must use a myriad of resources to exchange a few resources with the old man. How can you become a non-influent thing in the mouth of the Lord?"
Purple Tianzun’s face was a panic.
The ancestors of Lieyang proudly said: "Is it true that the elders of the purple valve are not as good as the lesser?" Hey, can't take out the goods? Who can say that the congenital fruit and spirits are not influential? thing?"
The ancestors of Cangyue had a knife that was not slow and slow: "The first valve of the purple valve is... oh, the name is over!"
The body of Zi Tianzun shivered slightly, and the water in his eyes was crystal clear, and he was crying out.
For the first time in his life, he left the site of the purple valve and walked for the first time, responsible for the real important affairs. He has never experienced these things, facing the old confession of Lieyang, Cangyue, and Hanxing. How is he an opponent?
"You!" Purple Tianzun's subconscious backhand grasped the hilt of the sabre at the waist, and ‘铿锵’ pulled out the sword a half ruler.
"Less main anger!" has been standing behind the purple sky, a few purple-faced elders with no expression on the face finally moved. A middle-aged man who looks extremely majestic and has a faint smoke cloud between his eyes and eyes is screaming: "Liangyang, Cangyue, Hanxing, how old, these little means, you don't have to."
Coldly snorted, the flames of the ancestors of Lieyang suddenly extinguished. He took back a few bracelets of the sacred yang god, and smiled calmly: "It is also important, since the Lord is not daring... Oh, It’s not to look at the broken fruit of the old man. The old man is happy to save it to the family.

I patted my hands and splashed countless Mars. The ancestors of Lieyang looked at Zitian Zun deeply, and said slowly: "However, this generation of purple valves is the first lesser, huh, it seems too weak, oh.

"You!" Purple Tianzun was so angry that his face was discolored. He jerked forward and stepped on his teeth to pull out his long sword and sway to the ancestors of Lieyang.
The middle-aged man who spoke was pressed on the shoulder of Zi Tianzun, and Zitian Zun couldn’t move. He said in a deep voice: "Some of the Lords are not safe, these old goods are intentionally angering the young masters, and they are not ignoring them. And this thing is done properly, and then other."
Zitian respected the heavy sigh of relief, and suddenly took the long sword "啪" and took back the scabbard, and pointed the finger to the ancestors of Lieyang.
On the emerald cliff, the children sighed in their sleeves, and sighed helplessly: "I really lost face, how did I send this stupid thing out? Is this intentional to make him come out and shame?"
Chutian looked at Zitianzun and said leisurely: "Do you know?"
The nephew slammed his eyes a few times and put a supreme supreme order into the hands of Chu Tian. He smiled and said: "Of course I know, if I am not mistaken, he and I are the same one, not the same mother. Hey, I am too lazy to see him, or I will be troubled by the old things in the family who know that I am here."
I patted Chutian’s shoulders hard, and shouted loudly:
You negotiate with me on the little bastard. Well, it’s more good to come back. This little is the most arrogant in the weekdays, but the most in the bones is Weak and incompetent are the tempers that I am afraid of. The more fierce you are, the more timid he is. Just scare him, threaten him, threaten him, blackmail him, and he will beat him when he can’t do it. Things will go smoothly. !"
Chutian’s smile is a bit stiff.
He remembered the body refining furnace before the melting pot of the heavens and earth. It seems to be the birthday present that her nephew grabbed from her brother.
Spreading such a sister, hehe, this purple Tianzun really has enough hardships.
"His name is Zitianzun, what are you in purple day?" Chu Tian played with the supreme order, and suddenly asked a child.
"Zitian..." The child subconsciously pulled out two words from her mouth. Then she widened her eyes and violently closed her mouth, reaching out her fingers, and poked ten on the soft ribs of Chutian. Under the seven or eight, while forcefully poked, she bit her teeth and said coldly: "Hurry to find the little trouble! Just toss him! Ah, mad at me! So ugly name, I don't want it!

The child’s hand was extremely powerful, and he was poked with Chu Tian’s soft ribs’ 咔咔 作 作 剧 剧 剧 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , The illusion of disillusionment, the finger flies out of the emerald cliff, a breathing room came to the windless city, standing in front of the purple celestial rut.
In the hands of the supreme supreme order to release the radiance, Chu Tian raised the supreme order, the three ancestors of Lieyang, Cangyue, and Hanxing, and the many Sanxianmen disciples behind them have already paid respectfully.
"You are pleased!" Chutian hurriedly let the ancestors of Liyang get up, then turned and smiled and looked at Zitianzun: "The Lord, this seat is the person responsible for peace talks with you. Oh, it was originally someone else. But she doesn't want to see you, so this thing is my responsibility."
Chu Tian looked up and down with Zi Tianzun, and his heart was full of curiosity.
Zitian Zun fiercely saw Chutian, he actually stunned and slammed a step back. He subconsciously pointed to Chu Tianwei and shouted: "You use the fate to move the jade to escape... The technique of breaking the mess disturbs the jade... You should die without the burial place, how are you, good end to life?"
Chutian’s face suddenly changed, and his eyes were like a knife.
Fate moves the jade character?
Hehe, when he remembered that he had been pursued by the water without a trace, he was forced to instigate the fate of the deaf to give away the fate of Yufu, and the result fell to the land of God.
"Your mother, the technique of breaking the battle?" Chu Tian smiled very brightly, full of mouthfuls and white teeth, with cold light in the sun.
"Breaked technique? That monk!" The nephew stood on the crown of the old golden laurel tree in the emerald cliff. He clenched his fists with both hands and gnawed his teeth. "Zi Tianzun, this time you don't squeeze out your bone marrow, you don't I want to leave the stars!"