The national male god is fierce and strong

Chapter 723 An order, see the judge 4
The surprise and uncertainty in Mangshan King's words are obvious.

His pair of pitch-black eyes were fixed on Qin Zong's face, and he seemed to be a little scrupulous, and took a step back.

In ancient times, purple air was a symbol of extreme nobility.

Mangshan King looked around at Qin Zong with dark eyes, and slowly withdrew his hand.

Those who can surround themselves with purple energy must have a strange fate and extremely expensive hits.

This kind of person must not move.

If you move, you have to follow the entanglement of cause and effect.

"Father!"

Yanling obviously didn't dare to point fingers at Mangshan King's actions. The fingernails of her hands hanging by her sides were shining with jet-black luster. Her eyes were full of bad intentions, but because of Mangshan King, she didn't dare to make a move for the time being. She just stared at her resentfully and cut her off. Husband's enemy.

"You hand over the people to me now, and I can guarantee that none of you will be killed."

Mangshan King stared at Qin Zong with cloudy eyes for a while, and then opened his mouth speculatively for a while.

Qin Zong: "Marriage needs your love and I am willing. Mang Shan snatched someone to be your daughter's uncle. A twisted melon will not be sweet."

Qin Zong's voice was cold and cold, his phoenix eyes were covered with frost, and he didn't have the slightest intention of giving in.

"fart!"

King Mangshan sneered suddenly, and said in a cool voice, "Don't think that this king is afraid of you because you have a purple aura. Even your daughter's wedding can be interrupted. If word spreads, this king will be laughed at." Lost teeth?!"

"I ask you, do people pay or not!"

Liu Wu and Jian Jian subconsciously looked at the boy who was still sitting cross-legged on the ground.

Yan Tao's thin lips were opened and closed, the fingers of his left hand rested on his knees, and he couldn't pinch the seal of the king of Ming, his right hand was placed in front of his chest and abdomen, his slender white thumb was pressed on the knuckles of his middle finger, his bewitching eyebrows seemed to be covered by clouds Surrounding the general, revealing a mysterious and leisurely ancient rhyme.

This, this is what it takes to be good!
Rolling dark clouds are entrenched in the sky of West Taoyuan, thick and gloomy as if it is going to rain.

A pressing pressure weighed on everyone's hearts.

"Senior brother, we..."

Dao Sanqian smiled wryly, "I never expected that I would die here today."

"The King of Mang Mountain was conferred the title of king thousands of years ago, and he sits in Beiman Mountain. For those of us, we are afraid that if he raises his hand, we will be wiped out."

"Let me ask you, do people pay or not?"

Mangshan King suddenly shouted loudly, the sound was like spring thunder.

Qin Zong was tall and tall, his cold eyes were calm and unruffled, and his tone was calm and breezy, "No."

"it is good!"

"Okay! Hahahaha! How courageous!"

Mangshan King's wide sleeves were pulled back, his hands were behind his back, his eyes were as deep as ice, "Since I took the throne of Mangshan, no one has dared to refuse me. Boy, you are the first one."

"Let me guess, are you waiting for that little Taoist priest to open the gate of hell?"

"It's impossible for her to summon a judge." Mangshan King's voice was a little sinister, but he could still hear his arrogance. "Even if you have the Qilinzi's judge amulet, you can't become a second Qilinzi."

As he said that, Mang Shanwang waved his sleeves, and suddenly he stepped back, laughing loudly.

The howling sound was like thunder, like ocean waves, rolling in with a storm-like yin energy, forcing them to go.

Liu Wusudden's expression changed, and just as he was about to speak, everyone in the metaphysics world ran up to Qin Zong who was about to strike, holding their weapons, and blocked them.

Dao Sanqian gritted his teeth to block the oncoming Yin Qi, his face was pale and pale, his voice trembled uncontrollably, sweat dripped from his brow, and he recited scriptures.

(End of this chapter)