Li Hai and Yan Long both exclaimed.
Unlike Li Hai and Yan Long, both of them came from a large number of powerful men from the Jiuli and Dihuang tribes. And Su Wusi of the Sugs tribe, there is only one person!
He walked into the hall alone, but the sword on him frightened everyone.
It's like him alone, enough to match thousands of people.
That sword is not a provocation, don't be ignored, don't be offended!
Luo Jia saw Su Wusi coming in and his face was even more ugly.
"And us!"
Just after Su Wusi entered the hall, behind him, there were a dozen soldiers.
These dozen warriors wear white robes. Although they are old, they have a sacred atmosphere, like white and innocent snow flying in the air!
Seeing this group of people, everyone knew that Fengxue tribe's strong man was here.
"Fengchun, do you have to come to join the fun?" Li Hai frowned and asked.
A group of middle-aged men in snow-white robes smiled and said, "I am thinking about Fengxue Tribe. I left my residence six days ago and haven't returned. Shouldn't I come to see Zhenjun Wanbao?"
Both Yan Long and Li Hai understood this time. The two looked at each other and smiled softly: "Many people seem to be missing!"
Yan Long smiled lightly: "Yes, this is also the most proud of every tribe!"
Inside the palace.
Yan Long, Li Hai, Feng Chun and Su Wusi stood together and looked at Luo Jia.
These four people represent the most powerful tribe in Nanzhou. Their words are enough to make the Nanzhou Earth tremble.
Luo Jia looked at the four people, her face a little pale.
At this moment, a voice came from the entrance of the hall. A woman’s voice came:
The younger generation Ye Suxin came to visit the younger generation of fiance Zhenjun Wan Bao. He left the residence six days ago and has not returned. Please Zhenjun Wan Bao to find it!
After the voice sounded, a beautiful lady walked into the hall alone.
At this time, Li Hai, Yan Long and others were watching Ye Suxin.
Luo Jia's expression became even more indifferent, looking at Ye Suxin, silent.
Luo Jia said in a faceless expression to Ye Suxin: "Your fiancé is lost. What does this have to do with my master? Has Huo Lianshan really lost a small role, and my master must come forward to solve it?"
"My fiance is not a small character!" Ye Suxin said, looking at Luo Jia coldly.
Luo Jiazheng wanted to argue with Ye Suxin.
Just then, outside the hall, there was another voice, an old voice came: "Hey, is the 72nd department only soldiers?"
"Did the warrior of our little tribe lose someone? Isn't it a warrior?"
Accompanied by the sound, a bald old man with a pointed monkey appeared in the hall.
Luo Jia said coldly: "Who are you?"
The bald old man cast a chill in his eyes, and said: "There is only a small tribe's chief in Nanzhou, named Tianji tribe!"
"Liu Yuan, Qin Yijun and Ye Jing are lost in my tribe. Today, I am looking for True Monarch Wanbao to discuss it!" said the bald old man.
Luo Jia heard this and did not express.
When I saw Luo Jia, I didn't speak, everyone was a little unstable!
"I want to see True Monarch Wanbao!" Su Wusi said aggressively to Luo Jia.
Suwus' words are sharp, and it seems that millions of swords are flocking to Luo Jia. The dominating sword forced Luo Jia to retreat.
Li Hai stepped out step by step, his body was raging, and pressured Luo Jia, coldly said: "Robot, you can't stop us, let True Monarch Wanbao come out!"
Yan Long shook his head and said: "We don't want to compare with your younger generations, and invite Zhenjun Wanbao to come out!"
Luo Jia's face was pale, and she clenched her teeth and insisted: "Home teacher, I haven't seen any guests!"
Suus was very angry and said coldly: "I rarely talk nonsense to you!"
Immediately afterwards, Suus looked up at the palace with a fierce gaze. Immediately afterwards, the spirit was running, and the voice spread like thunder: "The predecessor of Wanbao Zhenjun, I have something to watch, and I also invite the old man to appear."
Su Wusi's voice echoed directly above the main peak of Huolian Mountain.
Luo Jiayi immediately said coldly: "Your seniors, I respect you, but please don't walk in. This place is the Fire Lotus Mountain, and you can't let you go wild!"
Luo Jia raised his hand and the whole hall shook.
There was a gap in the ground and a fire was drilled through it.
This is the unique fire of Fire Lotus Mountain!
Su Wusi looked at the flames on the ground, and immediately looked at Luo Jia with a sneer: "Are you planning to compete with this old man?"
Luo Jia said coldly: "If the predecessors are so greedy and despise my fire lotus, then the younger generation can defend the dignity of the fire lotus!
Suwus smiled, his body sword began to increase sharply. He said coldly: "Oh, well, I also want to see how powerful the disciple taught by Zhenjun Wanbao is!"
During the speech, Su Wusi's sword and thoughts were all moving, and a violent sword wind gathered in the entire hall, glimpsing the ground on the ground.
And this sword is more direct to Luo Jia's body.
Before he came to Luo Jia, he had beaten Luo Jia's mouth and vomited blood.
If this sword really hit Luo Jia, I am afraid that even if Luo Jia is not dead, it will be a serious injury!
A sword wind pulled out from Su Wusi, swept across the ground, and smashed all the flames coming out of the palace. The sword had not hit Luo Jia's body. I had to vomit blood, I looked back and forth.
If this sword does hit Luo Jia, I am afraid that Luo Jia will be seriously injured if he does not die.
Luo Jia's face was pale and flinched. At this moment, he knew that he was not Su Wusi's opponent.
Watching the sword hit his body.
But at this moment, this domineering sword wind suddenly disappeared in the palace. At the same time, the harmonious old man smiled and said, "Su Wusi, even if my disciple is wrong, you don’t need your sword to let the tribe teach you. !"
In the moment the sound reverberated, the flames of Su Wusi's sword that had just been cut broke out again. The fire that came out this time was about a thousand feet high, and almost the entire palace would melt.
Thousands of fires turned into thousands of fire dragons, staring at Su Wusi!
Suus was terrified, his footsteps could not help but two steps. He took out a king-level spirit from his storage bag and looked at the thousands of fire dragons in front of him.
Wow!
At the next moment, thousands of fierce fire dragons suddenly disappeared into the air, and the ground fire slipped into the gap and disappeared.
From the place where the fire dragon disappeared, an old man in a seven-colored robe appeared in front of everyone.
He has a childish face, a kind face, a smile, and a first-class holy atmosphere.
He is Wanbao Zhenjun! ..
