Bang

Haometeorite's face was facing the ground, and there was a wave of friendly contact between her face and the ground. One face was instantly stained with blood

He turned his head and looked puzzled at the existence on the high seat. He didn't quite understand why he should treat him like this!

What about the feelings of blood and family he just sensed? Are these all fake? Is everything a joke?

No... absolutely not!

Haometeor trembled his lips. He wanted a statement.

"Waste!"

"I've lost my face in Haotian Pavilion!"

"As a man of Haotian Pavilion, he was ambushed in a lower third-class galaxy, and the whole army was destroyed!"

"This time, I Haotian Pavilion because you have become a joke of the whole Optimus Holy Land!"

"Why didn't Wu Peng come back with you? How did you make it like this?"

Hao Hong, the leader of the Haotian Pavilion on the high seat, said as his eyes twinkled with cold light, and his words showed endless resentment.

This will to hate iron but not steel shows the truth outside the earth.

"My father, Wu Peng, Dharma protector, is greedy and rash, and the whole army is defeated!"

Haometeorite bit his teeth. Although he suffered endless humiliation at the moment, he knew he had to endure!

In front of this man, he is nothing!

Son? Blood? In this person's eyes, I'm afraid I didn't care at all!

Otherwise, how could he be so cold hearted to him? Two big ear scrapers and one foot? Anyway, he didn't feel any so-called family affection

Yes, they are full of disappointment!

"The whole army was defeated?"

"Waste!"

"Where's wupeng? Let him get back and die!"

Haohong, the leader of Haotian Pavilion, was stunned for a moment, and then his face showed a look of rage. It was a slap in the face without scruples! Once in the face, once again? Does this still pay attention to him? Can you stand it? How can you stand it without peeling it and cramping it?

Haohong, the leader of Haotian Pavilion, thought so, and his face became more and more angry.

"Father, he's dead! He was killed by the Terran cultivator!"

"I have reminded him that the human race is unusual and can't advance rashly, but I can't stop him if he has accepted your order and wants to kill him."

Hao meteorite stood up and his eyes gradually became cold.

After so much experience, my temperament has changed a lot.

If it had been before, I'm afraid I would have knelt to the ground regardless of three, seven and twenty-one?

How dare you continue to fight a few times now

"The whole army is defeated. Why don't you die?"

Haohong, the leader of Haotian Pavilion, said coldly, and his eyes looked very cold.

Haometeor's body trembled... Is this his father? His hero of the world? Now he can be sure that all the so-called family feelings he felt before are calf pulling

In other words, there is no such feeling at all. It's all your own prediction mistakes!

"Assemble the elite of Haotian Pavilion! Follow me to level this Terran position! How can our Haotian Pavilion suffer such an insult?"

"I don't believe it! Small forces in a small galaxy dare to touch the scales of Haotian Pavilion!"

Haohong, the leader of Haotian Pavilion, gave a cold drink, and the whole audience gradually fell into silence, and everyone's eyes fell down

"Don't you think everything is too strange, sir?"

"Do you really believe that the forces in a weak galaxy can kill wupeng Dharma protector?"

"Hehe... Isn't this some conspiracy of our old rivals?"

"Or is it deliberately aimed at our Haotian Pavilion..."

"After all... Divine war is about to start!"