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"I admire a man like your Excellency.

I hate being bullied by others.

What is a group of dogs?

No matter how many dogs there are, they are also dogs, sir, do you want me to help, beat these puppies to the ground looking for teeth! "

The old Qian shook his thumb at the eternal obedience of the bard, expressing the same hatred.

The starting point of this book, everyone comes to support the author.

Looks like a hero who can't see the road.

"Cut---Nie Lao Qian will definitely pounce like a mad dog when he is not a gang fight.

I have seen you singled out. "

There was another contempt among the turtle trio.

"Who is your excellency? Good intentions. No. Dealing with these dogs. I still don't have much effort if I'm not talented."

Eternally obedient. Sure enough, he is a bard. He speaks with rhyme.

If it's your turn to act hard. The old money is far worse.

fortunately. Although the bard was arrogant. For Lao Qian, an unfamiliar ally who stood up automatically. The words are fairly polite.

That is to say no rejection. Nor was he happy to become a brother. You can tell at a glance that it is an old world.

"Huh, where's the wild dog, jump out and bite!"

After being pointed and cursed by people and dogs for a long time, Yang Dingtian's anger was like an erupting volcano, and could no longer be stopped.

However, it is definitely not a simple task to be able to jump out in front of everyone.

Yang Dingtian had no choice but to retaliate, using his mouth to curse back.

"You fat dog, the wine should taste good if you chop it off. Grandpa tasted it today."

The old Qian didn't get angry but laughed, and he reached out and pointed at the fat Yang Dingtian!

I have to take this kid to stand up, and by the way, why is the three-handed immortal hidden in this rugged rock, not Sorge?

It seems that the good things from Guangming Mountain should be in Sorge's hands.

With the old money hand pointing.

There was a wave of ripples across the dark sky.

The speed is very fast, just like a glimpse of light.

"what----"

A scream like a mutant Jiao Lei resounded.

It's the voice of Yang Dingtian!

"Om!"

It sounded like a burst of air after something quickly passed by.

"Puff!"

There is already a dead body on the ground. I was so smug just now, I felt that my younger brother was very sunny.

On the fat head, two holes penetrated the temple.

The red and white ones kept coming out of the two holes in the temples on both sides.

Death pretending can be said to be extremely miserable.

"Ah-who did it!"

Old Qian was surprised at first, and then immediately reacted.

I just want to teach Yang Dingtian a lesson, and I don't mean to kill him, but I can't hold it on my head.

Then a horrified voice said: "The hand of the invisible cone three-handed immortal, he is not among the boulders!"

The invisible cone is the unique weapon of the three-handed immortal, which pierces the temple of a person. Well known.

The figures were scattered for a while, rushing to the place where the sound was made,

Sanshouxian killed someone again. And no one of the nearly 100 masters in the audience found the other side, is he a god? How can the whole audience be under surveillance? Most people have already felt the fear.

However, it is far from over.

The horror is coming again, once! Two beeps! Three beeps! The whole valley suddenly boiled.

Six monks lay down their bodies in a row, all in the same state of death. The two temples were pierced by sharp weapons and the dead were scattered around, not in one place.

Even though the invisibility spells of Sanshouxian could not reach this level, there are no masters with outstanding cultivation skills on the scene tonight, and the air fluctuations caused by any stealth magic arts actions can not escape the divine consciousness scanning of so many people.

However, with so many people, it was a wonder that they did not discover how the other party started to kill.

"We are sitting here! See where he can go alone!"

Cried the eternal obedience of the bard.

The air was full of horror in the tension. After a riot, it calmed down again, but the group of monks had dispersed and no longer surrounded the tomb.

Instead, the protective spells are fully activated, and, hiding behind all kinds of strange rocks, it seems that they are taking a guardian approach and waiting for dawn.

Outside the big stone, countless pairs of eyes are scattered all around, watching every inch of space. Even a night bat can hardly get out of surveillance.

Seeing it was about to dawn, this terrifying master murderer did not appear again.

"Everyone, please disperse, the half of the key to the evil city of this day was taken by the third-handed immortal from the hand of the traitor Sorge. It should be returned to our Guangming Mountain. Please stay here for a while. Naturally, this disciple The ceremony will send you all out of the valley!"

A loud bell sounded throughout the audience.

Attracted the attention of the monks who were shocked by the three-handed immortal's invisible means.

Everyone looks back.

Outside the circle of people, there were already a group of white-robed monks.

The number is about forty people.

On the front of the chest of these white-robed monks and monks' robes, a big golden sun is embroidered. Below the golden sun is a magnificent mountain peak bathed in golden sunlight.

The golden sun shines on the bright mountain!

Bright Mountain!

The largest faction on the gallon plane!

The monks were in an uproar.

Monks in ambush everywhere

Gathered and stared angrily at this group of Guangmingshan guys.

Laozi stayed all night and suffered quite a few casualties.

As soon as you come, I have to give up.

Is there such a good thing in the world?

More importantly, there are more than 100 casual practitioners here.

There are only forty people on Guangming Mountain.

They are few!

Afraid of the ball?

No matter how strong Guangming Mountain is, it is not Guangming Mountain here!

"What certificate do you have?

This three-handed immortal is a lone thief on the plane of Gallon. He has stolen the entire plane. I also said that half of the key to the evil city of this day was lost by my family. "

The chanting "eternal obedient" immediately retorted in dissatisfaction.

Sure enough, he is worthy of a bard.

This reverses black and white, and it is strong to provoke a divorce.

Said the eternal obedience.

Seeing their large numbers, the casual cultivators began to yell at them with courage.

"Yes, what about Bright Mountain?

Do things have to be reasonable, want to grab! "

"What you said is yours, why don't you say that this valley is also yours, Guangming Mountain?

Let's take out all the babies one by one and leave them for you. "

"Birds, don't let us intervene or let us go! What are you guys in Guangming Mountain?"

Faced with a wave of curses.

Among the Bright Mountain monks, a middle-aged monk headed out one step at a time.

His face is square, angular, and radiant like white marble.

He scanned it dignifiedly and coldly.

A heavy mountain of pressure seemed to cover it out of thin air.

The voices of the masses were a lot smaller when they were loosely repairing.

"The three-handed immortal, although Zongheng Continent was only recently discovered by this door, he had close contact with the traitor Sorge.

Moreover, these three-handed immortals are extremely good at borrowing and imaginary forms.

This seat is 90% sure, the three-handed immortal has been transformed into the monks under the cover of this jagged rock. Therefore, please cooperate with our inspection.

After the inspection, as long as it is determined that it is not the incarnation of a three-handed immortal, the disciple will naturally send the gifts out of the valley! "

At this meeting, everyone was ecstatic and angry.

If the three-handed fairy is in the crowd, it is impossible to defend yourself if you want to kill yourself!

However, letting the monks of Guangming Mountain check nearby is even more intolerable for these casual practitioners.

Allowing other monks to get close to them easily is simply a taboo thing. The other party has malicious intentions. Isn't it that there will be no chance for a second kill to resist.

Even if the three-handed immortal is among the casual cultivators, with so many people, his next target is probably himself.

The three-handed fairy has close contact with Sorge?

That said, what Sorge brought out was probably half the key of Sha Palace that day.

Do you need to notify Domi and the others.

When the old Qian's thoughts turned, he wanted to send a message in full view, which would inevitably attract the suspicion of many monks.

Besides, it was not Sorge that I met.

Domi, but he entrusted himself to find Sorge, not the half key of the Tiansha Palace.

Isn't this a commission target at all?

Tell a bird!

The old money naturally changed the concept and notified him!

"Let you have a close examination, absolutely not!

If you kill me, where can I go wrong? "

The eternal conformer sneered.

Is this totally a joke?

"I am under Guangming Mountain, the first Changsanduo of Shenquan Peak. Your Excellency is so fiercely opposed to the inspection. Isn't your Excellency the incarnation of Sanshou Xian?"

The middle-aged monk in Guangming Mountain looked at the eternal obedience unkindly.

. . . . .

All the masters present turned their eyes to the bard, the eternal obedience.

Chang Sando said that, everyone felt it made sense.

With so many people staring at the jagged strange stone, even the three-handed immortal, no matter how high his cultivation base, can't help but show a trace of murder.

The eternal obedience laughed and said: "It turns out that it is the first seat of Changda. It is really disrespectful. You have reason to doubt it, but you are wrong.

Chang Sando sneered:

"But why did you refuse to accept my Guangmingshan inspection?"

"You can't control it

"Then you will not be able to dispel the thoughts of the friends present

"how about it?"

The eternal obedience became a little angry, and asked disdainfully.

"Your Excellency may not be able to go!"

Behind Chang Sanduo ~www.readwn.com~ a stubborn voice was connected, as if a jackal whispered.

The eternal obedience, with the blue hook in his hand, is already a murderous opportunity in his eyes!

Snorted disdainfully: "Friend, why not stand up and speak?"

"Of course you can follow the voice of a middle-aged man with a gloomy complexion and flickering eyes, dressed in a sauced yew cedar.

There was a whisper among the crowd.

Someone recognized the monk's identity: "Shi Li of the Law Enforcement Hall on the Guangming Mountain, the famous executioner, known as the dark fellow in the light."

On the back of the light is darkness.

It can be seen that this Shi Li must be a very cruel person. (To be continued, if you want to know what is going on, please log in to m, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)