MTL - Rebirth of the Supreme Celestial Being-v2 Chapter 675 Grand Master

There are several sectarian disciples lying on the ground, some vomiting blood, some broken their arms and broken legs, obviously it is not as good as people being beaten.

Parents are always in a row, and the one headed by is the great elder who has not been able to retreat for many years. The number is a real person, and it is impossible to test how many years old, but this person is even placed in the whole nine worlds. The top ten who can rank, even if it is the whole of the patriarchal, can be compared to him in the repair, fear that only the former lord who has retired for 500 years, other people, even the elders of the patriarch, Do not dare to touch the edge.

Unexpectedly, a scroll was actually provoked to come from the real person. Strong - out, the master retreats.

Tianshujian’s mouth is already bloodshot, and the robes are split by the wicker. Several blood marks are drawn from it, which looks extremely embarrassing, but he still does not fall in the air and is standing at the forefront of the authentic elders of Wanfa: Holding a mahogany sword, his eyes glared at the number of people in the house.

The black cloud is at the top, the cyclone is in the sky, and the disciples of Zongmen are hiding in full. I am afraid that this confrontation involving the master will affect their lives.

The elders of Rong Jiada came too suddenly. The dean and gentlemen of Wanfa’s authenticity had to hurry and take the students to a safe place and protect them.

"This is the authenticity of the law, and even if the family is reasonable, it should also abide by the sect] and the agreement of the Jiujie Tianzu. If today, the real person who accidentally hurts the disciples of the heavenly family, fears that it will bring to the family. Trouble." Fu Ye Zun people touched his beard and said with a good voice.

Originally his duty was to guard the astrology, but it was too high to repair the real person. - Here, the new generation of elders headed by Tianshu Juggernaut will be beaten up and down. I had to fulfill my duties as an elder of the protector and personally reconcile.

The spirit of the real person has been in the peak of the sect of the sect for hundreds of years, looks a little old, but the momentum is still strong. There is a thick wicker dance protection behind him. If you don't agree, you have to wear the opposite person to the candied fruit.

The spirit of the real person: "While it hurts, how can it be? Not every disciple of the family, only the old man has to be merciful. The law of the law is not too deceiving too much, really think that I have no family?"

Fu Ye respects humanity: "You can't say that, you and I are all so old, why bother to come out for these little things?"

"The scroll left by the ancestors said that it was stolen and stolen, and it was completely ruined. Is it a trivial matter in the eyes of Fuye Zunren?" The real person screamed coldly, and the fingers of a few thick trunks suddenly pulled out from the ground. From the ground up, suddenly stabbed toward the elders of Zongmen. If the elders dodge quickly, they are afraid to be stabbed in two.

Fu Ye Zunren suddenly became angry, and his hands pressed down to the ground. The land under his family’s feet was instantly crushed and collapsed. The family jumped up and jumped over the wicker to avoid the four scattered stones.

In a twinkling of an eye, the two sides have already passed several moves.

After another fight, the vacant land in Zongmen was completely destroyed. Fu Yezun slaps a sneak attack on the sneak peek of the family, and says, "What do you want to do, let's just say it!"

The spirit of the real person also ~ Wicker will shake the light samurai to take it back: Road: "I don't want to take care of the family, the old man as long as you hand over the water and another person who steals the scroll, For me to dispose of it, is this demand too much?'

"My ancestral door is not called a person who can stop the water." Fu Yezun squinted his eyes and pinched his beard. He said: "If you don't believe you check the roster of my sect, you can find out that I am losing!" "Tolerance of water is Yin Changge, Yin Changge is to stop the water. On that day, President Wan has saved people, I saw it with my own eyes!"

"What is it?" Wanmian's long and powerful fingers fiddled with two strings, and said a little bit lazily: "I don't care who he is, what is his identity, as long as I enter the door of my sleep, I have to protect him in the Zongmen, and I will never be bullied. If you want to educate your own disciples, you will have to wait until the end of his academic career, and you will not be protected by the Zongmen."

"You one - "I have to be stunned and can't speak."

The spirit of the real person glimpsed a little, and said: "The family of the music, the family of the Phoenix." Wanmian said: "It is down."

The spirit of the real humanity: "Wanjia and Rongjia, always do not commit river water, you have to be guilty.

Wanmian said: "Sorry, I have been expelled from the house by Wanjia in the past few years. Now there is only one identity. That is the dean of the Eastern Academy." Lingqi real people: .....

Another parent, the old man, always stood in the end and looked at the lively home of the family. He said: "Yong, your son, who made such a big mistake, made such a big mistake, is it you? So that's it?"

The named Rong Rong was a handsome and innocent look, but his temperament was somewhat frivolous. He heard the words and reluctantly went up the first two steps and looked around. "Since the water is blocked, this kid is willing to shrink. The tortoise does not come out, what about the other kid? "Another kid, I am afraid that my uncle can not afford it. "Rong Xia Dao. Rong Rong raised an eyebrow and said: "Who is he?"

Rong Xia arched his hand and said: "He is the person of Huarong Jianxian, about... It is the son of the king's palace."

Rong Rong’s first encounter, the folding fan that had not been opened in the hand almost fell to the ground. He snorted and said: “This can be really... I can’t afford it.

Rong Rong said with some distress: "The king is not good to provoke, and the king of his family has also dealt with me. It is even more tempting. Otherwise, I will see it today. Anyway, this scroll has been scrapped. Even if you find someone else, it will be abolished --"

"Crap!" An elder of Rongjia screamed and slammed into the past, and Rong Hao did not hesitate to hide behind the image. "What is the use of this master for you? Not enough to be a shame!"

"In any case, whether it is to stop the water or the sky mark, we must see them today, otherwise, how can we completely tear the skin?"

"Shu can kill can not be humiliated! If the family can also swallow the sound in this kind of thing, everyone in the day knows that I am a family of wine bags, shrinking turtles!" "I can bear, can not bear!"

Tianshujian Shengdao: "What do you want? You can't change the style of winning by people. We will not hand over it, or we will have to change the conditions. Otherwise, we will rely on our own skills. "

"Rongxue Xi, the head of your own head is still hanging. In the same year, you killed the thirteen disciples of Rong Jia. This account, I remember it clearly!" The only female real person in this singer shot the fire of hatred. I can’t wait to give people in my eyes a thousand dollars.

Tianshu is also a sneer, gently stroking the mahogany sword in his hand, saying: "Just, I remember as clearly, your three sons, the deceased deserving, is to take care of me if I have the opportunity, but also to whip them! ”

The Jurchen is the daughter-in-law of the family. The Taoist fairy tale is also the number one of the Jiujie Pai. It is now a great perfection. It is the successor of the Huoyunzong, the fire system. : Strength is extremely embarrassing.

If you say that these parents are old, who is the most hated of Tianshu Juggernaut, it must be Biyun Fairy.

The person who cultivated the Tao was not good at giving birth, but she had three sons in succession, and one of them must have succeeded in inheriting the family--if it was later, there was no surprise and glory.

And her three sons are all killed by Tianshu.

Biyun fairy was extremely angry and angered. The fists ignited the flames, and a bird of fire was formed behind him. "I will kill you this wicked monk today and avenge my dead son!"

Tianshu jumped up, and the sword smashed toward the flamingo that struck him at the fierce 14 and said, "Let each other!"

boom--"

The earthquake was frequent, and the flames that were opened were mixed with burning hot air and flew toward the ring in all directions. The ground was instantly burnt. The enemy meets extraordinarily.

Biyun Fairy and Tianshu Juggernaut hit up, recruiting and killing, step by step.

The spirit of the real person is holding hands and looking at Fu Ye Zun, saying: "Fu Ye, the first lord has been closed for five hundred years, and now Wanfa is authentic, do you want to come to the sect of the sect of the sect?"

Fu Ye Zun's heart is tight, but the face is not revealing, saying: "Is it true that the real person does not come out for many years? It is not appropriate to use the real person."

Ling Zhen’s real person raised his lips and sneered, saying: “The old man always wanted to know if he was still alive. Since you are not willing to hand over the two people today, the old man will try it for himself. If I ruin half of the Lingzong, Does the old boy still do the tortoise--"

The voice did not fall, the elders of the sects changed their faces in all directions, only to see those wicker machines flying wildly in the air, and then entangled into a full-fledged snake with a hundred feet thick, snarling and snarling towards the authentic collection of Wanfa. The cabinet hit the past.

"Not good!" "Guardhouse!"

"Come on the library!

Unfortunately, it is too late.

This is a blow to the power of the sect of the sect of the sect, even if they have not exhausted their efforts, it is not that these elders who have just completed or just stepped into the sect of the sect can resist it.

Fu Ye Zun's face suddenly changed, suddenly flew toward the snake, his fingers licking the law, wanting to ruin the snake, but when the palm went down, the snake was smashed, but from another In one direction, fly again.

The disciples and elders who stood in peace were watching the sky-green brown snakes with uneasiness, watching them rush to the collection of books that have been used as the foundation of the founding and the heart of Wan Zong for several years.

In this collection, there are collections of tens of thousands of years from the first Wanfa era to the present, whether it is humanities, history, geography or Taoism. But now, is someone going to ruin it? "No, no--"

"Wow, ah, our library!" "Mom, this group of madmen!"

"Is it water?" Shen calmly found that the water that had stood by him had disappeared. As soon as the look changed, Gu had to stipulate the rules of the sword flying in the Zongmen, even if he took out the sword. Fly toward the top of the black cloud.

"I am doing things alone! You are going to stop and hurry!" To stop the water - rushing, while yelling loudly, he ran to the front of the parents, fluttering on the ground, licking a few heads, forehead I have already smashed the blood and said: "It is the scroll I stole. It has nothing to do with the sect. You have to punish me!"