Chapter 610

There was an uproar.

In recent days, many talented people from all over the world have talked about Qin Huan's victory over Wang Chuang. Many disciples heard it with a sense of ridicule, but few have directly pointed it out like this little marquis.

After all, this is a place where Yin lives and Yang dies. The host of this exchange event will leave some face for the host anyway!

Meng Ao's face was also gloomy. Although he heard many people's sarcasm these days, Meng Ao was not angry, but looked forward to Qin Huan's exit. At that time... Qin Huan, who had been closed for 30 years in the years array, would certainly surprise these demons.

But now, the little Marquis was aggressive and humiliated him in front of the demons of all heaven and earth. Even though Meng Ao was in an extraordinary state of mind, there was a trace of anger. He looked at the little Marquis coldly and said, "are you qualified to go to the duel field to know, or do you want to compete with others by word of mouth?"

"Really? Xiaogang threw him out!" the little Marquis said without looking at Meng Ao.

Before the words fell, the extremely huge little Gang fiercely appeared in front of Meng Ao.

This little Gang also didn't know how it came from. The smell was extremely terrible. Every action was accompanied by a thunderous sound. It can be seen that his body was strong to an extreme degree.

However, Meng Ao, as the main disciple of life and death, has extraordinary strength. At the moment when Xiaogang clapped his palms, his hands burst out with amazing power and rushed to Xiaogang.

"Be careful, Taoist friends. All the big and small Tiangang around the town have barbarian blood!" Wang Chan whispered. The rest of the light has been wandering around. What really scares Wang Chan is the big Tiangang around the town!

"Barbarian blood?" all the friars in the restaurant sucked cold air.

Today's heaven and earth is called 3000 Daotian, but before that, this heaven and earth was called Daoyuan ancient world.

It can be said that at a certain time, it was not human beings who ruled the world, but the ancient race with strong blood given by God. At that time, human beings were only the weakest one.

Because of the advantages of human reproduction, a number of powerful supremacies have emerged, forcing those powerful races into the abyss and endless void, creating an excellent cultivation environment for human beings, so that there are three thousand heaven at the height of the sun!

Although in the end, human beings gained the dominance of the ancient world of Daoyuan, this does not deny the strength of other races. Among those races, barbarians are the most important and strongest!!

It is said that the barbarians have the strength of the Taoist realm since they were born. Every barbarian has great love. Not only is his strength infinite, but his physical defense is also terrible. The flesh of an adult barbarian can be comparable to the defense immortal soldiers!!

It was once said that if the barbarians had the speed of human reproduction, they could easily rule any world

In today's main roads, people only get the introduction of barbarians from ancient books, but they don't see the barbarians in front of them!

Meng Ao was also shocked. Unexpectedly, the strong man like an iron tower in front of him was the legendary barbarian. Just when he was frightened, Xiao Gang took the palm of the Pu fan fiercely.

Meng Ao's attack was strong, but in this restaurant, he didn't let go, so that his attack was crushed by Xiaogang, and his huge palm like a PU fan patted Meng Ao's shoulders.

"Bang bang!" the muffled sound suddenly exploded. Meng Ao's body seemed to have been bombarded by mountains. All the lapis lazuli under his feet burst, and his legs sank into the ground. The sound of bone running in sounded in his body. Under his two palms, his bones almost burst.

"Is this what you call strength acceptable? Is this what you call qualified to compete with me?" the young Marquis looked at the injured Meng AO and said sarcastically.

"Really?" Meng Ao vomited a mouthful of blood and said with a ferocious face. He suddenly burst out of his body. His short absence made him suffer a small loss, but it doesn't mean that his strength is not as good as Xiaogang.

"Elder martial brother Meng... Don't do it here!!" Youyin Shengyang diezong disciple whispered. Meng Ao came out to persuade, but now, if you join the battle, I'm afraid it won't make sense.

Meng Ao suddenly woke up, twitched his muscles on his face, took a deep breath, suppressed his inner anger, and whispered, "young Marquis, do you think that no one can get you?"

"Don't press me with the big hat of Yin born Yang dead sect. I naturally respect the strong one of Yin born Yang dead sect, but among the young generation... Ha ha, I really want to see who can get me!"

"If yes, let him come out now. If not, be funny. Don't block my way! Don't think I don't dare to do anything to you in the death clan of yin and Yang!!" the little Marquis shouted fiercely.

There are many disciples of Yin Sheng Yang death sect in the restaurant. When they heard what the little Marquis said, they were filled with righteous indignation, but Xiao Gang's terrible body shape and barbarian identity made them dare not act rashly.

Meanwhile, the third floor of the restaurant!

From the second level, unusual people can reach, and as for the third level... Only demons like the orders are qualified.

At this time, in a VIP room on the third floor of the restaurant.

"Although the little marquis is a little crazy, he is also trying to force the king Zen to do it. Please don't blame brother Li!" a young man wearing a Golden Dragon Robe and a golden silk wing and good crown gently smiled. He has a long face and strange bones, but he exudes imperial power.

Next to the young man, there is a young man named Yushu Linfeng who exudes dignity. If Meng Ao is here, he can recognize that the young man is Li Xiansheng, the disciple of the Lord of Yin Sheng Yang death sect!

"What's the crime? The young generation of Yin, Yang and death sect is really bad. It's their honor to polish them. By the way, what's the origin of Wang Zen that makes brother Hao so painstaking?" Li Xiansheng thought of the disciple sitting under the inheritance stone pillar and only kowtowing to the Taoist environment. Then he picked up the wine pot and poured wine for the young man in Dragon Robe.

"I just don't know its origin, so I want to test it." the young man in Dragon Robe said.

"No clue?" Li Xiansheng frowned.

"No, it seems that he appeared out of thin air. When I visited the sixth heaven and earth in ancient times, I sent people to test, but somehow they failed... It seems that this son has great luck." the young man in Dragon Robe said solemnly.

"Brother Huang, why don't you just force him to do it? It's too mean to test him like this." beside the young man in the Dragon Robe, there was a boy with an ordinary appearance of about 11 or 12 years old. He was also wearing a Golden Dragon Robe, but the Dragon Robe looked lovely on his small body.

However, when you look at the boy carefully, you can find that the boy is an emperor, especially on his forehead. There are five columns into the top, which can't be respected.

In the eyes of the young man, there is no childishness in line with his age, but some are deep!!

"When I visited the sixth heaven and earth of the ancients, I heard about the Tibetan dragon and Li Meier. They are not ordinary people. The Tibetan dragon bears the ancestral dragon's blood, and Li Meier has unparalleled magic skills and kills people invisibly. Such extraordinary two people should follow the king Zen. Is this son ordinary? If you do it directly, I'm afraid you'll tear your face! It's better to force him to attack and you should get it from his attack Tell me his origin, "whispered the young man in Dragon Robe.

When the teenager and Li Xiansheng looked at each other, the first floor of the restaurant.

"Let me or not?" the little Marquis stared at Meng Ao with a ferocious face and said indifferently.

Meng Ao's face is ferocious. The little marquis is domineering and makes Meng Ao have no way to go back. If he does, won't he be laughed at? If you don't let him fight, it's unreasonable. After all, he's here to persuade a quarrel.

"Meng Ao, so you are such a counsellor? You're all on your nose and face. Why do you worry so much? You're afraid that the forces behind him will not trouble you? Don't forget, this is the death clan of yin and Yang. Don't mention a little prince. Even if the Prince of the holy dynasties comes, he should lie down honestly!!" a indifferent voice sounded from outside the restaurant.

Meng Ao, who was struggling violently in his heart, looked sluggish when he heard the voice.

And all the monks in the restaurant were stunned!

Get down... Get down??

Emperor... Prince??