The ancestor of dishazong Baisha took a deep breath, then came up with an excited face and said that we are all vested interests, and naturally we should aim at each other.

For Baisha, the ancestor of Disha sect, when Fang became the leader of Tianjian palace, didn't all the treasures he was thinking about cool? Can he still take the treasure from Fang fan then?

At that time, aren't all these treasures belong to Tianjian palace?

The old master Baisha of dishazong thought like this in his heart. The expression on his face became colder and colder. At the moment, it can be described as cold as frost

Stealing money is like killing parents! Can you stand it?

"Master Jian, if you want to swallow it alone, just say it..."

"Jian Mingshao, the palace leader is watching in the sky..."

Pa

Bai Sha's father slapped him in the face before saying a word!

"Do you still need your advice when I do things?"

"What are you?"

"Noisy!"

After the leader of Tianjian palace, jianzun slapped him, the expression on his face seemed smooth and natural.

The face of Baisha, the founder of Disha sect, changed instantly.

Slap on the face... This is a naked slap on the face!

This... How can this be tolerated?

Natural anger is abnormal! Even... Want to vent.

Bai Sha's father looked at jianzun, the leader of Tianjian palace, and even thought of rushing directly to fight for a wave

In the end, he didn't do it.

Fear... Fear, even all kinds of thoughts wandering in his mind, limited his movements.

This time, the Disha sect was not ready to take action in the Chen Tian star domain, so one of the practitioners who came here was a high-level quasi saint, that is, himself

In addition, there are few low-level quasi saints... Not to mention these low-level quasi saints have been transferred away by the order of the chief true biographer of Disha sect, Fu Yunfei, the leader of Disha sect

The form at the moment is embarrassing from beginning to end!

Embarrassed to the sky!

Speaking of it, this is his second slap in the face today

The first one was made by Tian Ruhai, President of Tianyu chamber of Commerce.

The second one is played by the sword master of Tianjian palace

When the two slaps went on, he still didn't dare to make any changes

This sense of oppression made him crazy... But he finally resisted it.

Endure for a while, the wind is calm!

Anyway, a slap in the face won't die

The long silence of Baisha, the ancestor of Disha sect, has acquiesced, but he doesn't resist.

Several remaining practitioners of dishazong sect behind him turned their heads and looked blue and ugly

Shame, it's home!

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"As long as you are willing to hand over your soul blood and become my son, you will have everything!"

"I can promise you to pass the position of the leader of Tianjian palace to you within ten thousand years!"

Jian Zun, the leader of Tianjian palace, said, with an obvious sense of pride on his face.

From the bottom of my heart, I have a sense of pride.

In his opinion, the position of the leader of Tianjian palace is too tempting! No one will refuse!

Fang fan stood where he was. At first, he thought he had heard wrong. Later, when he heard clearly... He almost sprayed.

Special... To be your son? Still want to be my father?

Brain watt?

"Lord of the Heavenly Sword palace?"

"Ha ha... Spicy chicken..."

"I can also give you a chance to become my war slave. I guarantee you to be promoted to the holy land within a hundred years!"

Fang fan narrowed his eyes and showed his indifferent expression directly.

Fang fan's words filled the audience with horror

Rejected?

Refused without hesitation!