Chapter 843: Too old

Seventeen people! There are only 17 people left in the entire Dragon Pavilion.
In the face of such a reality, everyone has to be silent.
This is really a house leaking night rain!
"Bastard!"
After silence, I don’t know how long, Li Xiong finally couldn’t help but shouted loudly.
However, after anger, what can Li Xiong do? He has to calm down.
斩龙阁, really no longer see the original glory!
Thinking of this, Li Xiong gritted his teeth.
Wang Chen, Wang Jia! It’s all because of the Wang Chen, because the king!
If it is not Wang Chen and Wang Jia, today's Dragon Pavilion is still beautiful, still high.
"Adult, we are..."
Looking at Li Xiong in the rage, someone asked carefully.
Now, how should they be good?
The Wang family has already been sharp and pointed, pointing Li Jian to the Dragon Pavilion.
The Wang family must take the initiative. In the face of such a strong Wang family, how can they be good?
"Hey! Wang family? They thought we were really in a desperate situation? No! No! We didn't go into a desperate situation!"
Upon hearing the inquiry, Li Xiong took a deep breath and shouted loudly.
"The ancestors are still there, our old ancestors are still there, and our 斩龙阁 is not finished. What's more, we still have the help of the Holy Mountain! The Wang family wants to eat us? They don't have this appetite!"
Li Xiong looked cold and cold.
"Yes! There are too old ancestors, and the holy mountain, we are not into the desperate!"
"How powerful is the ancient ancestor, it is not the royal family that can compete!"
"We still have hope!"
"No! Not just hope, as long as the ancient ancestors are still there, we can make a desperate turn!"
When I heard Li Xiong’s words, everyone in the hall seemed to be inspired.
The haze in my heart was swept away, and everyone showed excitement.
That's right! Too old ancestors still, what are they worried about? Too old ancestors, it is enough to prop up their day!
"You are staring at the movement of the Wang family. I am going to see the ancient ancestors now!"
Feeling the change of everyone, Li Xiong showed a smile.
This feeling is very good.
As if, I found the momentum that was the time when the Dragon Pavilion was brilliant.
Who are you?
As long as the ancient ancestors are still there, they will have hope in the Dragon Pavilion.
Thinking of this, Li Xiong no longer hesitated and walked directly outside the hall.
......
"You mean, now the Wang family is already the trend of the times?"
In the depths of this forest, a hoarse voice came from a hidden cave house.
"Yes! Old ancestors, you have to save us! 斩龙阁 can not be destroyed in this! Wang family, they are deceiving too much!"
After the hoarse voice, the voice of Li Xiong’s crying came.
The generation of the strong, the first of the Dragon Pavilion, Li Xiong, the majestic face, this moment in the Dongfu, but it seems to have suffered the children of endless grievances.
Looking at the shadow of the darkness in the distance, Li Xiong was full of expectations.
"斩龙阁? Destroyed once..."
Listening to Li Xiong’s words, the figure was silent.
"Wang, what is the move?"
I don't know how long the silence has been, and the hoarse voice came again.
"Our vassal forces have all been integrated, and Wang Jia is preparing to start with us!"
Hearing the voice coming from the darkness, Li Xiong was shocked and said quickly.
"Yes? Dragon Pavilion? Hehe... I didn't expect that there was a recent day in the Dragon Pavilion! If I didn't get to this step, I wouldn't want to take it. But now... It seems that I should go out and go. Even if it does not fall, it is also not allowed to trample on others!"
The hoarse voice was full of anger.
Oh...
The voice fell, and the entire Dongfu was even more shocked.
As if, the whole world is suffering from this anger.
"Go! This thing, I know. Dragon Pavilion, can't be destroyed."
After a long time, when the wind blew away, the hoarse voice came, not too slow.
"Yes!"
Hearing this sentence, Li Xiong flashed an excited look in his eyes.
"Old ancestors, that Wang Chen... This son must die. If he exists, we..."
Li Xiong asked carefully.
"Wang Chen? Real God is a man? It is very curious! I will go see him!"
The old man said with a blank expression.
"Yes! Thank you ancestors! Thank you ancestors!"
Get the old man's answer, this time, Li Xiong even shivered uncontrollably.
Excited!
Endless excitement filled the heart of Li Xiong.
The old man is angry. The old ancestors are going to be dispatched.
Wang Chen?
Hahaha...
Li Xiong laughed wildly in his heart.
How can Wang Chen still be a ancestor?
Even though the Wang family is strong, even if Wang Chen is against the sky, even if the trend is the trend, if the ancestors want to speak, then everything is a cloud!
Thinking of this, Li Xiong suppressed ecstasy and carefully retreated toward the cave.
"What do you think?"
Until Li Xiong completely withdrew from Dongfu, the hoarse voice suddenly asked.
In the dark, I walked out another figure.
"Now, it seems that you are in trouble with your Dragon Pavilion?"
That figure smiled.
"Hey! Don't forget, your situation in the holy mountain is not afraid of it better than my dragon pavilion?"
The hoarse voice is cold.
In the darkness, it seems as if two cold lights are shining, and the owner of the hoarse voice stares at the figure in front of him.
If Wang Chen is here, he will be able to recognize it. Is this figure appearing at this moment not the Holy Mountain Lord?
He is also here, he is in the same cave house as the old ancestors of the Dragon Pavilion.
"Yes! The situation in my holy mountain is not very good!"
When I heard the ancient ancestors of the Dragon Pavilion, the Lord’s face was cold and cold.
"Even your own hands are not good, you are just that!"
The ancient ancestors of the Dragon Pavilion were mocked.
"Where can you be better?"
The Lord is not willing to show a weak counterattack.
He knows that the old guys of the Dragon Pavilion are talking about the betrayal of the family within the holy mountain, the four great families, the warriors, the four holy places, and even the Mohist family.
This is a painful place for the Lord. Now that he is poked in pain, can he and his face be cheerful?
Don't forget, the previous jihad, the Dragon Pavilion and the Holy Mountain are not without hope.
If the elders of Qiu and the members of the gods of the Dragon Pavilion were betrayed, what was the result of that jihad? Not yet known!
What is the right thing for this old guy to say about the holy mountain?
"I? It's not so good! We've all been played by the little guy, aren't we?"
In the face of the wrath of the Lord, the ancient ancestors of the Dragon Pavilion sighed.
"It was a funny little guy. The way the person arranged it was really amazing. It seems to be his last inheritor? What if we kill him?"
The dragon temple is too old and sorrowful.
"Kill him? From now on, there is no real God!"
The Lord revealed a bloodthirsty smile.
"Well, then it will kill him!"
The old ancestors of the Dragon Pavilion said faintly.
"Don't forget, Heaven's oppression is getting stronger and stronger!"
The Lord's brow is locked!
Killed Wang Chen? He really wants to kill Wang Chen.
It is a pity that the oppression of Heaven is now stronger and stronger.
Even though the ancient ancestors of the Lord and the Dragon Pavilion exerted their full efforts to withstand the pressure of heaven and earth, they could not turn things around.
They did not find a good way to fight against heaven.
This is the place where the Lord is mad.
Otherwise, where will he stay in the Dragon Pavilion for such a long time? I am afraid that he has already been able to kill Wang Chen.
"Unfortunately, the secret of Yu Qianqiu, we can not get it!"
Thinking of this, the Lord is gloomy.
Yu Qianqiu!
Yu Qianqiu certainly has a way to counter the pressure of heaven.
If they can get a way to fight against heaven, where are they so embarrassed?
"Yu Qianqiu? Yes! There is a big secret in this person!"
The old ancestors of the Dragon Pavilion nodded thoughtfully, and a glimmer of cold flashed.
He did not forget, that is, Yu Qianqiu, let him be like a funeral dog, gave up the sacred place of the Dragon Pavilion, and came to this mountain forest.
He never forgot, Yu Qianqiu almost killed him.
It is Yu Qianqiu, a temple that has been built against him for thousands of years, and destroyed in the same way, let him be exposed to the pressure of heaven.
Today's wolverines are all given by Yu Qianqiu.
What kind of hatred is this?
Compared with Wang Chen, even the ancient ancestors of the Dragon Pavilion are more and more beautiful!
"Our means are not looking at it, aren't they? You and I work hard to build this small world! Here, the oppression we have suffered has been reduced to the minimum! We are waiting for Wang Chen to come. He will Come!"
Silence for a moment, the dragon ancestors said that the ancient ancestors said.
"You really just wait? This doesn't fit your character!"
The Lord asked like a smile.
"One of my avatars will go out!"
The Dragon Pavilion is too old and ancestral.
"Well! This is a method! Ha ha... Yours is really magical! He can avoid the pressure of heaven. Although the strength is not strong. But in this world, there should be few opponents!"
When I heard the ancient ancestor of the Dragon Pavilion, the Lord smiled.
The means of the whole old guy in the Dragon Pavilion is mysterious.
Especially his avatar.
Do not! Perhaps it is accurate, it is not a real avatar. If a mysterious avatar, if you go out and kill Wang Chen, can Wang Chen resist?
As long as Wang Chen is killed, the Wang family will collapse and it is not enough!
This gave the Lord the Lord a breath.
"The few people seem to be back too!"
However, it is not waiting for the Lord to completely relax. Suddenly, the dragon’s old ancestor’s eyebrows are tightly locked, and he said:
I feel their breath!

"I feel it too!"
Speaking of this topic, the Lord is cold and cold: "In the holy war, someone should appear. Otherwise, we will not be so embarrassed! My people will not be killed! Oh... those guys seem to be resistant Live lonely!"
The murderous murder in the eyes of the Lord.
"They are willing to give up, give up their skills, and exchange for freedom today! What do you think of them this time?"
After the dragon ancestors were too old, they asked.
"They give up their skills and exchange for freedom? I don't think so! You know the hearts of a few of them. Hey, a group of ignorant guys. This time? They may block us, maybe they will watch the show. Who knows? At least? As far as I get the news, they seem to be ready to enter the high battlefield, they are ready to welcome the guy back!"
There was a hint of jealousy in his eyes, and the Lord said with a bite.
Holding the fist, this moment, the Holy Lord kills the sky.
"The ambition is not small! Hehehe... interesting! Maybe, I have a new idea!"
In the wrath of the Lord, the ancient ancestors of the Dragon Pavilion were squinting for a moment and laughing.
That laugh, it looks cold and incomparable!
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