Chapter 1362

"The pot? That's great. They're a little hungry, too."

Yuan smiled, looked up at Wu Yuan, pointed to the eight wasteland battle group behind him, and said faintly, "whether it's raw or cooked, dead or alive, hand over the people first. Otherwise, the ugly men behind me have just been beaten by me. Now they are in a bad mood. If they really want to eat people raw, no one can stop them."

The experts of the eight wasteland battle regiment were beaten by Yuan Xiao, and they hated Yuan Xiao in private. But when Yuan Xiao said this, they were all beaming and smiling. Yuan Xiao's casual words made them extremely useful and scolded more vigorously.

"No one can stop you. Who are you and who are they? What a big tone."

A disciple of a Buddhist monk in the heavens came out and sneered: "Little white face with the piano, do you know who is in our Tiantian clan? It's a big surprise to you. Our eldest martial brother is Lan Xiaosheng, the top talent in today's list. He is with several of his friends. Naturally, those who can be with the eldest martial brother are tianbang talents. This is not our eldest martial brother Wu Laozu... Wu Laozu is the emperor."

"It's a little scary when you say so." Yuan Xiao nodded calmly and said seriously, "you ask me who I am... Yuan Xiao is nameless and hopeless. These ugly men behind me are from the eight wasteland War Regiment."

"Yuan Xiao? Ba Huang battle regiment? What's that?"

"Sure enough, I haven't heard of it..."

"Hahaha, just dozens of people dare to call themselves war regiments. Such forces dare to go to taipingguang town to wade in the muddy water. Your leader really dares... Hey, call your leader out. I'll ask him why he wants you crooked melons and split dates to die."

The disciples of Tiantian sect looked at Yuan Xiao and his entourage with joking eyes. They are all elite disciples of the 18th surname of Tiantian sect. They are arrogant and arrogant. They don't even look up to Tianxing Shengmen and Donghua sect, let alone an eight wasteland battle regiment that they have never heard of.

"It seems that they don't want to pay." Yuan smiled, turned his head, glanced at the experts of the eight wasteland battle regiment, and asked expressionless, "what should I do?"

Behind Yuan Xiao, a strange monk with five colored snakes on his ears grinned at him, put his hand under his neck and made a click.

"I think so."

Yuan smiled, looked back, looked forward, smiled in his mouth, but the fire in the depths of his eyes had burned and risen to the highest.

The disciples of tiantianzong around suddenly felt that their heart beat faster. They only felt that the air tightened suddenly, and a cold breath came from afar and enveloped them.

WOW!

After Yuan Xiao's death, the eight wasteland battle regiment, who was still sneering and scolding for a moment, suddenly broke out in a collective rage! They killed hundreds of disciples in the city square one after another!

This is the first time in all these years that they have worked together and understood each other so well.

Although the disciples of Tiantian sect were prepared, they were startled. Among the experts of Tianhai floating palace in the past, the weakest one in the eight wasteland battle regiment was the blood bat childe, the fourth level of daolun, and the rest were above the fourth level of daolun! More than 80 odd monks, immortals, demons, demons, Buddhas and monsters of at least the first level of Zhutian... All kinds of Dharma ideas were combined and broke through the air, with amazing momentum, Such a rare hodgepodge scene can not but impress people and be unforgettable!

It was the skinny young man with a piano on his back in front of Zhongyi self-cultivation who shot faster than the friars of the eight wasteland War Regiment.

In the eyes of the disciples of Tiantian sect, the friar with a piano on his back was by no means as terrible as the ugly men behind him. He not only had the most beautiful appearance, but also had the weakest breath. He was almost imperceptible. If he hadn't appeared at the void transmission node, it was really doubtful whether he was a friar.

However, when he finished that sentence, the eight wasteland battle regiment went on a rampage. Although he took the last step, in the blink of an eye, he appeared at the front of the eight wasteland battle regiment, and kept pulling away from the eight wasteland battle regiment. He rode the dust and rushed to the hundreds of famous Li's flying bear disciples in front of him.

The more than 100 disciples of Li's flying bear sect were all silly.

Most Kirin Kirin Kirin Kirin, as like as two peas, were seen in the three year old. When the Pentium was like thunder, they were just like the mountains of the ancient Koru, which are the same as the ancient Korin. The ancient fire of the kylin is extinct. In the present era, all unicorns are the products of the hybrids. , impure blood!

"He just... Seems to have drawn it..."

A flying bear disciple trembled and said.

Kirin, who was as like as two peas in the air, was completely shocked. What they could draw was so real and completely alike. Unless it was... In a flash, many of the disciples of the flying bear bear their faces. They finally came up with a possibility and the only possibility. However, before they said anything, the Fire Kirin had rushed to them, and the meteors were flying to the four sides. Hundreds of Feixiong disciples who were strong and cultivated their bodies were blown out.

Yuan Xiao rode away from the dust. In the strange eyes of the members of the eight wasteland battle group, he took the lead in rushing into the market square. The fire in his heart seemed to roar with the Fire Kirin changed from the congenital dark pattern, eager to vent.

"It's the friar of Tianmen... When did the friar of Tianmen become someone else's slave?"

From the depths of the camp, there came a burst of lonely laughter.

The sound reverberated like thunder, shaking the earth.

The wind and clouds surged, the sky was dark, and soon it was bright. Ten thousand feet of thunder fell from the sky, like a snake walking around a dragon. It was enchanting and strange, but it broke into thousands of roads in mid air, gathered like rain, intercepted and smiled at yuan.

"Tianbang genius, thunder emperor?"

Yuan Xiao raised his head, casually drew a congenital dark pattern, and whispered, "scattered."

Xuanwen flew up to the sky, roared, the sky clouds exploded, the dark clouds disappeared, and the thunder disappeared in an instant.

"But so."

Yuan smiled with an expressionless face and raised his mouth. After all, he didn't laugh again.

"My Buddha, Buddha, benefactor, please stay."

Another voice came from a distance. The Buddhist words were solemn. The voice showed the artistic conception of the vicissitudes of heaven and earth and the unification of thousands of religions. In a word, each of the nine words contains different rhythms and rhythms, which are natural. Like the Buddha's voice of heaven, not only the disciples of Tiantian sect are in a trance and sink into the Buddha's voice, but even the Bahuang battle regiment, which is obviously better, has slowed down. It's worth mentioning that most of the members above Zhutian Level 3 are Zhutian level 1 and Zhutian Level 2, At this time, they frowned and struggled one by one, and their faces showed a painful color.

"Don't laugh, monk? You also want to stop me? Unfortunately, the name of this Tao just conquers you... Silence."

Yuan Xiao still galloped forward on the burning Unicorn without any interference. He didn't draw the congenital dark pattern as before, because he had already sent out the second congenital dark pattern! This second congenital mysterious pattern is not depicted by hand, but comes from Yuan Xiao's voice!

As the strongest genius of the young generation of Mo Lou, Yuan Xiao specializes in Yin Dao Xuan patterns. Tianbang genius doesn't laugh. Although the monk's Buddhist sound attack is strong, it can no longer be stronger than Yuan Xiao's sound attack Xuanwen.

As Yuan Xiao said the last word, the world became quiet and quiet, as if he had come to a new and desolate world without people. Not only did he not laugh, the voice of the monk disappeared, but even the disciples of Tiantian sect and the members of the eight wasteland battle regiment could no longer hear each other.

The second congenital dark pattern broke the Buddhist sound of the monk who didn't laugh. Yuan Xiao was not in a better mood. He frowned. The Tianmen road thought fell to the deep part of the city square. The other two are ready to move. Swish twice and draw two congenital dark patterns.

"You two are one level worse than the thunder emperor and the monk who doesn't laugh. Besides, someone told me to show mercy, so I don't have to be boring."

Yuan smiled and said that the two congenital Xuan patterns flew to the depths of the city square. Song Xuan and he Luoluo, who were about to make a move in the attic, turned into a dragon and a phoenix in mid air, breathed the clouds, released the pressure, and settled the two last talents in the list of heaven.

"So strong." in the eight wasteland battle group, an old devil at the rank of emperor looked at Yuan Xiao's invincible figure and couldn't help sighing.

Behind him, a disciple of tiantianzong's eyes glittered with humiliation and bitterness. He snorted coldly: "how can Tianmen friar not be strong... Sending Tianmen friar, you are obviously playing a trick!"

Neither the eight wasteland battle regiment nor the tianrizong disciples came forward, nor did anyone intend to come forward.

Yuan Xiao lost four talents in a row for a moment. He was very powerful and made the limelight. The "ugly men" of the eight wasteland battle regiment suddenly cooled down. At this moment, he just felt superfluous.

As for the disciples of Tiantian sect, they also felt that they were redundant - even the four tianbang geniuses missed. Even if they all went up, they were afraid they could not stop the crazy Tianmen friar.

Just when everyone was suppressed by the invincible power scattered by Yuan Xiao, a dark blue figure appeared in front of huoqilin.

The monk, who was dressed in a cloth robe and had beautiful eyebrows and eyes, smiled with deep interest in his eyes. He seemed to come from a far place. After taking one step, Shi Shi ran came to Yuan Xiao and looked at the fire Qilin under Yuan Xiao's seat with great interest.

Seeing the man, Yuan Xiao's pupils shrank sharply. For a moment, he felt familiar in his heart. He just felt as if he had seen him somewhere.

Just for a moment, Yuan Xiao suddenly realized.

He had never seen this man before, and he felt familiar with him only because he showed a breath that made him very familiar... Luo Chuan!

The same cloth robe, the same ordinary, the same, they both have terrible strength beyond their own realm.

"Second in the list of heaven, LAN Xiaosheng?"

"Your name is Yuan Xiao? You are Yuan Xiao? I've heard of you."

The two people close at hand looked at each other. Without saying any more, Yuan Xiao took the lead. He didn't depict the congenital dark patterns, but reached out and pulled the strings.

Although the opponent has only three levels of cultivation in Zhutian, it brings him a strong threat. In the face of the strongest opponent, he naturally wants to use the strongest tactics!