Yellow Court Dao Lord

2019-07-31

  Chapter 324 Ferocious Magic Guardians, Pantai Seats white light, set foot on the white cloud ladder.

As if fuse together.

Walking room.

The changing scenery in all directions, Immortal Crane flocks, birds and beasts play, and Immortal Court palaces are scattered among the mountains, as if Immortal Realm makes people linger.

Mysterious voice came to my ears.

The person listening is drowsy.

The white jade skeleton looked back and saw no one behind. He is the only one in the huge and spacious Bai Yuntian ladder.

“Formation.”

Ghost Fire in the eye sockets.

The white jade skeleton was seen, the crowd was crowded, hundreds of thousands of cultivators and non-cultivators huddled together and kept climbing the Bai Yuntian ladder. Occasionally, someone was forced to fall asleep by Xuanyin and fell under the ladder, not knowing where to go.

Go up.

The crowds are sparser.

"Interesting."

The white jade skeleton smiled humanely, turned around, and walked up the steps.

It seems slow but fast.

Not long ago, we have come to the end of the ladder.

Lu Qingfeng was sitting on the lotus pedestal with an unmoved expression. Beside the lotus dais, there is a 30-foot-tall maleficent standing with a gold ring around his neck and a canopy of red and white two colors of light woven into a rope.

The white jade skeleton saw this fierce monster, and the Ghost Fire in his eyes was uncertain, and immediately recognized-

"Nahum!"

roar!

The fierceness of the three-zhang demon was revealed, and Slaughter Qi filled his eyes, roaring angrily at the white jade skeleton. Obviously, the dignified Grand Duke of Eclipse has never been chained like a watchdog or looked at like a monkey.

Extremely angry.

"Stop."

Lu Qingfeng glanced at Neum.

The latter's eyes were still fierce, but he didn't dare to roar. After two years of torture, there is still ferocity in the face of others. In the face of Lu Qingfeng, a ruthless countless times more ruthless than him, Rao is Nahum, and he can't help but be afraid.

"Ferdinand, I have seen the Grand Duke of Guangyuan."

The white jade skeleton took a deep look at Neham and behaved aristocratically to Lu Qingfeng,

Next gimbal.

Nine futons are arranged, the current six are occupied by six eleven or twelve year old children. The six were curious and turned their heads to look at the white jade skeleton.

After a little thought, the white jade skeleton was about to walk towards the seventh futon.

But I saw Lu Qingfeng waved his sleeves and dropped his seat from left and right, lightly said with a smile, "Your Excellency is here, please take your seat."

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he pointed at It's the left seat.

Ghost jumped in Ferdinand's eye sockets, lightly nodding to the fire, walked to the left and sat down.

Nahm stared at the white jade skeleton with stubborn eyes, the fierceness in his eyes was undisguised, and his anger and anger could not be vented.

Lu Qingfeng closed his eyes.

Ignore it.

Soon after the arrival of the white jade skeleton Ferdinand, a flame rushed to the gimbal. The four hoofs tread the flames, the three heads are like lava cast, and the bloody mouth wide open like a sacrificial bowl falls.

"Blant."

The white jade skeleton watched quietly, recognizing the one.

With such an appearance, not only the white jade skeleton recognized it, but even Xuan Ning and other six dísciples recognized it——

“Hell Three Headed Hound——Blante!”

The second one who climbed the gimbal was the First Layer great and famous in the abyss, no less than the three grand dukes of Augustine and Nahum.

Blant landed on the head.

At first sight, Nahum, who was chained to the lotus platform, was attracted, and his three big mouths were closed, and his heart was no less shocked than the white jade skeleton. It is different from the white jade skeleton. He saw with his own eyes that Nahum came to Zhenyuan Mountain, but was finally abused and suppressed in the pagoda.

didn't expect two years.

The dignified Grand Duke of the Abyss, being chained like this, has no dignity at all.

"Blante, I have met Grand Duke Guangyuan."

Blante made three big mouths at the same time, showing a slight respect to Lu Qingfeng.

"Farewell every two years."

"The three Fellow Daoists are still in good spirits, please take your seat."

Lu Qingfeng laughed loudly when he saw the person who came , reach for the right seat. The whole body is stone, and the size looks like it is just for Berlant.

"He really saw me that day!"

Blante's heart lifted when he heard Lu Qingfeng's words, his hooves were graceful, and he sat down on the right side.

"Dead dog!"

"When did you become so honest, burn him!!!" Shame to the extreme, but expecting Berlant to do it. However, the Three Headed Hound, the hell that once made him suffer, is no less fierce than his three grand dukes, but he is gentle, humble, elegant and easy-going like a nobleman in the world.

More anger!

Blant couldn't hear Nahum's roar, and sat down quietly, looking around. Sometimes he looked at Nahum, who was chained, and cast a look at taking pleasure in other people's misfortune, sometimes he looked towards the white jade skeleton opposite, his eyes showed a thoughtful look, and sometimes he looked towards the bottom of the cloud platform, not knowing who was coming next. who is.

Xuan Ning and other six dísciples have learned countless truths from the teacher Lu Qingfeng for two years. Dao Rhyme.

Different from beings in the abyss.

In the past two years, I have grown a lot. But because of his age, he still looks young, and the childishness in his heart has not completely faded away.

Secretly looked towards this 'Three Headed Hound', which can only be heard in the legends and the jokes and frights of parents and elders, secretly smacking his tongue.

About time it takes to burn a stick of incense.

A middle-aged swordsman, with a two-handed sword hanging from his back, strode forward. Landing on the cloud platform, without looking around, he immediately knelt down to the middle of Lu Qingfeng, "Adolf pays respects to Grand Duke Guangyuan."

Lu Qingfeng did not make a sound, he did not raise his head, and kept on his knees and bowed. posture.

I rushed back from the northern plague swamp, which is hundreds of thousands of li away, and finally arrived the day before Zhenyuan Mountain opened. Seeing 'Grand Duke Guangyuan', I couldn't be more excited and grateful.

Early years.

Adolph lives in Chizhi Wetland, more than 8,000 miles away from Zhenyuan Mountain. His family of five is happy. Augustine dispatched his army from the abyss to attack and trod down the Chizhi Wetland. Adolf's wife and three children all died on the spot.

Adolph survived.

In order to get revenge, he went abroad to hone sword dao crazy cultivation. Even if he achieved the lord level, he did not stop. Two years ago, I was grinding in the Northern Plague Swamp, and suddenly I heard the dazzling sound of Heaven and Earth, and then I knew that Augustine had been killed, and the Great Rift Valley of Thorns had also been captured.

Adolf hurried back.

He does not pursue personal revenge, and he also knows that with Augustine's strength, there is little hope of personal revenge.

He only wanted Augustine to die.

As long as the Great Rift Valley of Thorns is destroyed.

All of this was done without warning by the 'Grand Duke of Guangyuan'. Adolf was so grateful, he just wanted to kowtow to his face.

"Get up."

Lu Qingfeng doesn't know why Adolf is like this, but he sees that his sword bones are extraordinary, and he has been tempered in the abyss for many years, and he has a unique temperament.

Immediately, he waved his sleeves, and a gust of breeze dragged Adolf, who was sitting on the head of the little black prisoner, six dísciple Xuanxin on his side futon.

is for the seventh futon.

"Grand Duke Xie Guangyuan!"

Adolf didn't know what Lu Qingfeng meant, but he carefully placed the sword with both hands behind him, and sat respectfully. Seeing the six children on the left sticking out their heads one by one and looking towards him, I couldn't help thinking that the three children were younger than them, and the corners of their stiff mouths pulled out a stiff arc.

He showed a smile that was uglier than crying.

Xuanxin was dumbfounded and was taken aback, turned his head quickly, and sat upright.

Xuan Ning, Xuan Cheng, etc. didn't dare to look at it again.

“…”

Adolf opened his mouth, embarrassed.

It didn't take long.

Another person arrives under the gimbal. But it was a short and stocky Dwarf Race warrior with a sledgehammer in his hand and a bearded face.

Three steps and two jumps to the top of the gimbal.

Not yet settled.

Following the dwarf, there is a little fellow who is even shorter and thinner, and timidly came to the cloud platform.

It is a very rare dwarf clan in the abyss.

This Little Dwarf is only about the height of a three- or four-year-old child in Human Race. Even in the dwarf family, it is only a seven- or eight-year-old child.

The dwarf felt the movement behind him and looked back, startling Little Dwarf, he hurriedly backed away, and he was about to fall down as soon as he lost his footing.

"hey hey hey."

"It's not my fault that you fell and died!"

The dwarf held the giant hammer in one hand and Little Dwarf in the other. , carefully placed on the ground.

“hu hu!”

Little Dwarf patted his chest and blushed with fright. He hurriedly saluted the tall dwarf, "Thank you uncle! Thank you dwarf uncle."

The dwarf warrior didn't have time to talk to Little Dwarf, he ignored it and walked straight forward, looking at Nahum, white jade The skeleton and the Three Headed Hound of Hell walked around in a circle, their eyes widened like copper bells, and they were momentarily stunned.

He is a Sun-class warrior.

The white jade skeleton does not know.

Nahum is fierce and uncertain.

But the Three Headed Hound is such a prominent feature that it's still not recognizable.

Little Dwarf is timid.

Seeing the fierce looks of Nahum and Berlant, I was even more frightened to fight.

He hurriedly bowed to Lu Qingfeng, who was sitting on the lotus dais, "Little Grimm of the dwarf tribe, bow to Grand Duke Guangyuan." .

white jade skeleton Ferdinand, hell Three Headed Hound Berlant looked towards this Little Dwarf, and I was puzzled for a while.

It is understandable to say that Adolf was able to climb up just now. After all, he is a lord-level swordsman.

This stupid dwarf is okay, anyway, a Sun-level warrior.

But this Little Dwarf.

Not only is his race weak, but he is only seven or eight years old and has not started cultivation yet. He has no magic power or Battle Qi in his body.

In the eyes of both of them, countless ants can be killed by blowing one breath, and they can come here in front of so many lord-level powerhouses at the foot of the mountain? !

Ferdinand and Ballant were puzzled.

The dwarf warrior didn't care so much, and was preempted by Little Green before he reacted. He hurried forward, bowed to Lu Qingfeng, and said loudly, "Dwarf Race Locke, see Grand Duke Guangyuan. ."

When the sound of Xuansheng was resonant, a silhouette of Lu Qingfeng came to mind.

So whether it's Adolf, the dwarf Little Green, or the dwarf Locke, they're not wrong.

Lu Qingfeng nodded slightly

, with a flick of his sleeves, Little Green landed on the eighth futon and sat beside Adolf. Locke fell to the ninth futon and sat at the end.

Yes.

Above the gimbal, all nine seats are full.

Ask for a monthly pass!

(end of this chapter)