"Master of meditation, hasn't the fire master come out yet?"
There are thousands of troops in front of the temple, and all forces of the underworld have gathered here. Fang Dashan, the master of the Fang family, was worried about the increasingly oppressive atmosphere in the air.
"Master Fang, your mood swings too much. Please adjust it and don't affect others."
With a calm look at Fang Dashan, the meditation master said, "when the time comes, the venerable will come out naturally. Now what we need to do is to face the coming storm."
"But, but now the morale of the army needs to be strengthened. If the venerable does not appear, we will..."
Not getting the answer he wanted, Fang Dashan anxiously said: "if the backbone is not there, I'm afraid that we are lack of confidence. This is a taboo in the war."
"Is this taboo, or is it your careful thinking?" Staring at Fang Dashan coldly, the meditation master asked, "don't drop the chain at the critical moment. Don't blame me for not reminding you."
"Master Jingxin, you misunderstood me, but I didn't..." Realizing that he was too obvious, Fang Dashan lowered his posture and went back.
"What about master Fang and what does Master Jingxin say? When will the venerable come out? It's almost time. "
"Yes, how can we all show our faces at this time? How arrogant we are when so many of us come here without even meeting each other?"
Seeing that Fang Dashan's face was not good, other family owners came to complain one after another. We should know that the reason why these aristocratic families are willing to obey the orders of the temple is because of the reverence of the dry plow Reaper alliance.
If the venerable man had enough weight, it would have been harmless for them to obey, but now they have not even seen each other, so they have not paid attention to their family. Every aristocratic family on the scene is full of bulls, and the strength of the aristocratic alliance is not a joke.
"It seems that everyone has the same idea as me, so why don't we give him some color?"
Seeing everyone's attitude change in his eyes, Fang Dashan sneered: "anyway, we don't know whether the venerable is really or not. It's just heard about it."
Can lead the family to the position of the first generation family, Fang Dashan's careful mind can be seen. As for the weight of this venerable, it is just possible for these families to find out.
"Master of tranquility, these guys are full of ghosts." Wu Neng, standing beside the meditation master, sighs.
"Wuneng, in the face of absolute strength, all intrigues are jokes."
"How many families still exist after this battle, do you think?"
"Master, what do you mean..." When you think deeply, your soul is shaking.
I'm afraid to think about it.
If this idea is the intention of the venerable, then it is enough to show the horror. Quickly stabilized by the shock of the soul, Wuneng pharyngeal saliva, quickly withdraw attention to look forward to.
All of a sudden, the pupils of his eyes shrank, and suddenly a huge whirlpool appeared in the dark sky ahead. Flashes of lightning flashed in the whirlpool, as if something was about to come out.
"Here comes the battle." Seeing this scene, the meditation mage stepped on the ground and floated into the void. When the height reached the equilibrium of the whirlpool, he saw a startling sight.
Dense dense white bones rush out of the whirlpool. A majestic breath of death swept over, as if the end of the world