Hearing the speech, Luo Chuan was a little relieved.
Bai Yiqing can carry out heart lake voice transmission with him. Her tone is so relaxed that at least she is safe now.
"Who did you see?" Luo Chuan asked.
"Ancestor Xingyuan," Bai Yiqing said.
Luo Chuan's face changed slightly. The third ancestor of Xingyuan and the great sage of Kunpeng obviously didn't deal with each other. Now he and the great sage of Kunpeng broke into the ruins palace. At this time, the third ancestor of Xingyuan found Bai Yiqing. Nine times out of ten, he took Bai Yiqing as a hostage as a threat.
However, Bai Yiqing's next sentence stunned Luo Chuan: "what!"
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The Black Dragon Lord was thrown out again!
Boom!
The Black Dragon Lord's already miserable face hit the ground heavily, his ass turned to the sky, his legs collapsed on the ground, and a vague * * was issued in his throat: "ah, scared..."
"Hum! You useless little loach! You resisted! Didn't you shout and shout unconvinced! What's the matter with you now? Was it castrated? Hahaha......" Kunpeng's great saint flashed a cold light at the bottom of his eyes, suddenly reached out to pick up the Black Dragon Lord and asked the monkey to pick the peach: "Hmm? Still there? Unfortunately, what's the difference between being there and not being there? It's better not to."
"Ah, frighten..." the Black Dragon Lord was so frightened that his whole face turned green. He could not have dignity or face, but he must not abandon that... Without that, his blood would be cut off.
I don't know where the strength came from. The Black Dragon Lord covered his crotch and twisted his waist to get out of the claws of Kunpeng Da Sheng.
"Oh, are you finally going to resist? Well, come on, Ben Da Sheng, give us another 10% strength, and we'll have a good competition."
The faint and strange laughter of Kunpeng Saint came from behind. The Black Dragon Lord trembled. He finally realized that he had just made another mistake that he should never make. His whole body was soft and a strange * * came from his throat: "ah, frighten..."
Boom!
Kunpeng dashed into a rage, threw the back of his hand heavily on the mouth of the Black Dragon Lord, and directly blew his chin away.
"What's the name of the ghost? It's the only sound you can make when you call around! You're also a hermit. People who make rules can't change more calls! Huh?"
"Ah..." the Black Dragon Lord stifled back. He lay on the ground, his back trembling, his shoulders twitching, his nose sour, and finally couldn't help crying.
He knew that Kunpeng Dasheng was very strong, and he had deeply experienced it in his youth.
However, after so many years, he has grown into the Black Dragon Lord. The whole ruins palace and even Xingyuan say that he is invincible. However, this monster has been stolen a wisp of his own soul. He leaves Xingyuan without energy source and can only sleep deeply. It is reasonable that he should not be so energetic after starving for so many years... However, he appears in front of the Black Dragon Lord more than that year Kunpeng, a powerful and fierce ancestor, didn't want to resist, but when he wanted to resist, he found that all his strength was not as good as that of the other party. It was like a mantis in a cart, which was not worth mentioning.
Monster... This monster is back... Why is it like this... Botai qingyuxia! You two have nothing to do. What the hell are you doing to provoke Luo Chuan!
Heilongzun mainly regretted how much he regretted. If time could return, he would rather Bo Taiqing die a hundred times and a thousand times. Even if Zhao Yi and other young talents were buried with him, he would not provoke Luo Chuan and Bai Yiqing... Because few people in the world can bear the consequences.
Wiping away his tears, the Black Dragon Lord fiercely clenched his teeth, shook his heart, sprayed blood at his mouth, and fainted.
"Hmm? That won't work? It's useless!"
Kunpeng looked away at the Black Dragon Lord and shook his head. Then he turned around and swept over the three hermits of Buddha, demons and demons. His eyes twinkled and said faintly: "you all come to play with me. When I think of it, I haven't fought with you for a long time. Remember the beginning, you can be energetic."
The three hermits were lucky and sympathized with the situation of the Black Dragon Lord, but they didn't expect that in the twinkling of an eye, the spearhead of Kunpeng's ancestor pointed at them, which made them stiff and unprepared.
It was still many, many years ago, many, many years ago, when the anti Saint alliance of the ruins and palaces was founded. However, the four great ancestors had been there at that time and many, many years before that time. In that year, the big and small affairs of the ruins and palaces were under the hands of the elders. On the surface, the four ancestors took charge of one side of the affairs and did not interfere with each other. In fact, the first ancestor was in charge Everything inside and outside the ruins palace can be said to be the real master of the ruins palace, including personally practicing the hermit group and new disciples.
When the three hermits, including the Black Dragon Lord, first joined the anti Saint alliance, which one was not high minded and rebellious, but was right in the arms of the old ancestor.
In the following decades, the three hermits, the Black Dragon Lord, the hidden old man, the Buddha and the devil, were "practiced" by my ancestors almost every day Among them, the Black Dragon Lord was the most arrogant and beaten the most. For decades, they were talented enough to grow to the height of Xiaoao ruins palace. However, in the face of their ancestors who suppressed their cultivation to the same level as them, they could not escape the end of being abused together. It was precisely because of this experience that they stood out and grew into an anti Saint alliance An independent giant.
However, unconsciously, heart demons also grew and spread, not only in the hearts of the Black Dragon Lord and others, but also quietly spread to the middle and lower levels of the anti Saint alliance with their words and deeds. The evil heart is the most brilliant magic mental skill. Few of today's anti Saint alliance friars and members of the hermit group have seen the true face of Kunpeng's ancestor, but almost everyone's mind flashed the unforgettable memories of the black dragon venerable and others at the first sight of Kunpeng's ancestor, filled with fear from the bottom of their heart.
"Lao Zu... It's none of our business... It's all black dragons..."
"Don't fight, old Zu... The disciples know they are wrong..."
"Lao Zu... I really can't fight anymore... Ah, scared..."
Not far away, yinlao quietly stepped back for two steps and looked at the three hermits who were being "practiced" by Kunpeng Dasheng. Their faces changed indefinitely. Finally, he relaxed, smiled bitterly and shook his head.
Although he did not obstruct the departure of Kunpeng's ancestor from the palace, he hesitated repeatedly in order to maintain the stability of the anti Saint alliance. Instead of standing on the side of Kunpeng's ancestor, he chose to stay out of the matter. In today's ruins palace, when my grandfather returned, he beat the Black Dragon Lord first and directly beat the Black Dragon Lord so that he could not even recognize his father. A large part of the reason was that the Black Dragon Lord's actions indirectly led to the situation getting out of control. Finally, when he stole the spirit of Kunpeng's ancestor, the Black Dragon Lord personally participated in it.
Like yinlao, the three hermits who are being tyrannized in public by Kunpeng Dasheng also chose to stay out at the beginning, but today they still can't escape being humiliated and humiliated in public.
With Kunpeng's old ancestor's unrepentant nature, he let himself go only because of Luo Chuan.
At this moment, implicit old heart gave birth to a thick joy.
One drink and one peck will be decided today, but if he didn't see the action of unfair fist breaking thunder robbery on the road of Xianchao avenue that year, he wouldn't get to know Luo Chuan, and he couldn't escape the same fate as the Black Dragon Lord.
"Are they... The great hermits of the anti holy alliance?"
"They are right! The Black Dragon Lord, I remember him. He has been to Zhaolan ancient country!"
"God, what's going on... Isn't the great hermit the highest level of the anti Saint alliance in the ruins palace? How can he be beaten like a dog on his own territory..."
"Hum! The anti Saint alliance has always been arrogant! It's their own fault this time! They dare to provoke my brother-in-law... Don't you find that the black fat man was brought by my brother-in-law and saved us!"
"What brother-in-law! Don't talk nonsense. Elder sister Di Shi is going to marry Prince Zhaolan."
"But... At that heavenly star gate, you really didn't find that elder martial sister Di behaved abnormally? Elder martial sister Di and Luo Chuan definitely had a problem! Besides, you don't know that elder martial sister Di married Prince Zhaolan just for the sake of the marriage between the ancient family and the inborn line! Why should she sacrifice elder martial sister Di!"
"Hum, it's not that group of congenital emperors that made the ghost!"
"Although the congenital emperor has the ancient blood and talent of the congenital emperor, his brother-in-law may not lose one-on-one."
"Still call brother-in-law! But... Congenital emperor is the monsters who have defeated the holy court."
The female young masters of the ancient nationality said, and the topic had changed far. However, some female young masters still glanced at Luo Chuan from time to time, and there were many ripples in their eyes, including admiration and admiration, and a trace of expectation from where.
Also full of expectations are LAN Xiaosheng and other tianbang talents, and the people of Luo Chuan's cannon fodder camp.
A few days ago, when Luo Chuan was blown away at the Tianxing holy gate, he did not know his life or death. The Black Dragon Lord performed his magic skills to capture all of them alive and put them into the ruins palace. Everyone, including Wang Hu, red beard and other cannon fodder camp brothers, was somewhat discouraged and gradually lost hope. This time, they are not facing the powerful heroes in the nine heaven world, but the legendary forces above the nine heaven, the anti Saint alliance! And the highest level of the anti Saint alliance!
But even so, in just two or three days, Luo Chuan entered the ruins palace, took his super thugs, swept through the high-level anti Saint alliance led by the Black Dragon Lord, and rescued them with an arrogant attitude!
Such a feat, who can do it in heaven and earth? The former king of Kowloon, now the Arctic emperor, is afraid to catch up with him!
His eyes turned to the white robe that attacked the larvae.
The white robed friar hung quietly in the air, lowered his head, his eyes twinkled, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
"Hoo..."
For a long time, Luo Chuan raised his head and flashed a touch of complexity in his eyes.
"It's her..."
"That's her." Bai Yiqing's voice came from a distance: "she is one of the ancestors of the anti Saint alliance. She called herself the ancestor to me and said that she is the only surviving ancestor of our line. Chuanlang, our line..."
"She's talking about the immortal immortal pulse. I'm the intergenerational descendant of the immortal immortal pulse, and you're the descendant of the immortal pulse. When I was in Taiping Guangzhen, I knew that the immortal pulse, besides me, has a descendant alive, and is in the Xingyuan." Luo Chuan said, and his voice suddenly changed: "Hehe, I'm the descendant of the immortal immortal pulse. It's good, but I only practiced the immortal pulse skill, which is not the true immortal pulse clan. Her condition is too much."
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(my neck is sore and I have a headache. I don't have the strength to write. I'm sorry today.)