A sword wind cut out from Su Wusi and swept across the earth, cutting off all the ground fires in the palace. Before the sword hit Luojia, he had already beaten Luojia to spit blood, and pulled back pale.
If this sword really hits Luojia, I'm afraid Luojia will be seriously injured even if he doesn't die.
Luo Jia retreated pale, and now he knew that he was not suwusi's opponent.
I can't help but see that this sword is going to hit me.
But at this time, the overbearing sword wind suddenly disappeared in the palace. At the same time, the genial old man laughed: "Su Wusi, even if my disciple is wrong, you don't need your sword Pavilion tribe to teach me a lesson!"
The sound reverberated in a flash, and the ground fire, which had just been cut off by Su Wusi's sword, came out again.
This time, the ground fire, which was about a thousand feet high, almost melted the whole palace.
Thousands of fire dragons, staring at Su Wusi angrily!
Su Wusi's face was terrified. His hind legs could not help but take two steps. He took out a king level spirit weapon from his storage bag and coldly looked at thousands of fire dragons in front of him.
At the next moment, these thousands of fierce fire dragons suddenly disappeared in the air, and the ground fire also penetrated into the gap and disappeared.
From the place where the fire dragon disappeared, an old man in a colorful robe appeared in front of the public.
He has a crane hair and a childish face, a kind face, and a smile in his eyes. He has a breath of transcendental holiness on his body.
He is the true king of Marlboro!
Looking at Su Wusi, the great enemy, Wan Baozhen said with a light smile, "the sword in your hand is refined by me. Do you want to use my sword to deal with me?"
Now the king level spirit weapon in Su Wusi's hands is the sword that Su Wusi asked Wan Baozhen Jun to refine for him after he came to wanbaozhen's birthday and won the first place.
Su Wusi quickly put his sword back, clasped his fist and said, "please forgive me, Mr. Wan Baozhen. The younger generation really has no way out. Otherwise, the younger generation will not use this method to force the elder to show up!"
Wan Baozhen, with his hands on his back, said with a smile, "today I came to see a lot of old friends, Yanlong, Lihai and Fengchun. Are you three old things still alive?"
Li Hai chuckled: "we don't dare to die without the will of the true king of Wan Bao."
Yan Long also said with a smile: "long time no see, Wan Bao Zhen Jun!"
Feng Chun also said hello with a smile.
And WAN Baozhen Jun saw the other two people and said with a chuckle, "this little girl, I look very fresh."
Ye Suxin clasped his fist and said: "in Xiaye Suxin, I have met with master Wan Baozhen. I've come to disturb my elder's practice. I really feel sorry for you. Please forgive me."
With a smile, Wan Baozhen said, "you are not humble or arrogant. You can be taught. If you are willing, I am willing to accept you as the sixth disciple of my family! How about it? "
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hearing this, Li Hai, Yan Long and others all looked at Ye Suxin with astonishment.
Since Wanbao Zhenjun became the first weapon Refiner on the ancient land, how many warriors wanted to worship under the door of Wanbao Zhenjun, but they were all rejected by Wanbao Zhenjun!
Over the years, Wanbao Zhenjun has only accepted five disciples.
But ye Suxin saw the first side of Wanbao Zhenjun, and Wanbao Zhenjun actually wanted to accept apprentices directly. How can people not be surprised.
Ye Suxin said with a smile, "younger generation, don't like refining utensils!"
Wan Baozhen said with a chuckle, "what I have learned in my whole life is not only refining weapons, but also playing Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting. I am also proficient in refining weapons, refining pills, astrology and array. I also know a little bit about it."
Ye Suxin said with a smile, "thank you for your kindness."
On hearing this, Wanbao Zhenjun shook his head and said, "forget it, since you don't want to do it!"
Then, Mr. Wan Baozhen looked at the bald old man and said with a chuckle, "you look more fresh!"
The bald old man said with a smile: "I am the head of Tianji tribe. Tianji tribe is just a small tribe, not one of the seventy-two departments. Naturally, Wanbao Zhenjun doesn't know me!"
"I think the name of your tribe is very bad..."
"Tianji tribe, it's not good!"
"Crazy!"
Wanbao Zhenjun chuckled.
The bald old man smiles, but he doesn't agree.
After saying hello to them one by one, Wan Baozhen looked back at Luo Jia and then asked, "ladies and gentlemen, you are going to force me to come out of here with my disciples!"
"I don't know what it is."
Su Wusi immediately clasped his fist and said, "master, six days ago, the suting clan of my jiangge tribe disappeared in the Huolian mountain. We have not found any trace of him so far."
Li Hai said, "the same is true of Li can of Jiuli tribe."Yanlong said, "Yanji disappeared six days ago."
Feng Chun said: "the wind thought cloud of my Fengxue tribe is missing."
The bald old man said, "three warriors of our Tianji tribe have disappeared, Liu Yuan, Ye Jing and Qin Yijun."
Ye Suxin also said in a low voice: "my fiance Lin Bai is gone, and he left six days ago."
On hearing this, Mr. Wan Baozhen shrunk his eyes and said, "Yan Ji, Su tingzong, these two are legendary talents on the land of South Asia today."
"Li can and Feng Siyun are the first genius of Jiuli tribe and Fengxue tribe."
"As for the others, they seem to be some rare young talents who can disappear with these people."
"How did they all suddenly disappear at the same time, six days ago?"
Wan Baozhen said with a smile.
With that, Wan Baozhen turned to Luo Jia.
Luo Jia was pale, with his head down and silent.
After telling Wanbao Zhenjun of the matter, the people were speechless.
Since Wanbao Zhenjun has already known this matter, it will naturally deal with it.
Wan Bao Zhen Jun looked at Luo Jia, his face was expressionless, and he said faintly with anger, "Luojia, don't you present the thing?"
Luo Jia said without expression: "I don't know What did the master say? "
Wan Bao Zhen Jun's face now showed a trace of anger and said in a cold voice, "do you want to collect it yourself? Didn't you take the dead well scroll out of the treasure house
"Hand in the dry well map!"
Wan Bao Zhen Jun said coldly.
Hearing this, Luo Jia couldn't shake his head. He also knew that it was impossible not to hand over the dry well map.
However, Luo Jia can only take out a picture from the storage bag and hand it to Wan Baozhen Jun respectfully.
Holding the scroll, Wanbao Zhenjun threw it out directly. The scroll unfolded in mid air, and a dry well appeared on it. A trace of seven colors of light began to diffuse from the well
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