Chapter 1232

The old man is the nameless old man on Lingzhu peak.

Nobody knows his name, where he comes from and where he goes. People around him know little about his information.

I only know that on a rainy day, the old man came to Lingzhu peak in a straw hat. Since then, he has lived here and never left.

He is also the only spiritual master in Lingzhu peak who can draw level 8 talismans. Level 8 talismans are also extremely rare in the sects where talismans are practiced everywhere, not to mention in the remote endless sea. The leader of the previous generation of Lingzhu peak specially authorized him to walk anywhere in Lingzhu peak without any restrictions.

As for Zhen Sixiong, his attitude towards the elderly is even more serious.

It's strange that the old man stayed at Lingzhu peak for such a long time and never spoke a word, just like a mute.

If you want to get back to the sect as soon as possible, you can only use the transmission array. However, the transmission array in the endless sea is between the interior of the sea area, only in the sea... In a frown, the old dragon turtle mentioned Lingzhu peak. There may be a transmission array left in that year.

Pointing to the Zifeng on the top of the water cloud, Xu Bozhuan couldn't help taking two steps back towards the rear, terrified, "he, he, monster, monster is coming!"

"Waste!" Yu Liyan scolded, and the cold light surged in his eyes!

Now the people of the whole Lingzhu peak are here. In addition to bafu, all the top forces of almost endless sea have gathered. If you can't subdue monsters now, won't you let monsters run rampant in endless sea in the future?

His body was like electricity. Almost the next moment, Zifeng and a group of sea monsters stood in the square outside the hall!

Glancing over the front, a man who was about to spit fire in his eyes, then fixed his frame to one side, an old man in coarse linen clothes and thin cheeks. In his perception, the old man's spiritual strength was like an ocean, which was difficult to test.

However, the unknown old man's perception of neutron wind is so profound and unpredictable... "Die!" It was obviously a provocation. Thinking about the several Dharma protectors who died in Qihuan mansion, Gonghu dragon looked cold and hit hard.

Zifeng stood with his hands down, ignored Gonghu dragon's fist shadow, turned his eyes and looked at Zhen Sixiong in front of the crowd... At the moment, the fist shadow came with a bang, but he didn't touch Zifeng. There was a roar behind him. Gonghu Dragon flew upside down and hit the hall heavily!

"Where did you get the shrimp? Don't open your eyes. Look who is standing in front of you. I'll kill you now!" The convex head grabbed the Golden Horn and hit it with a fist... After talking, he proudly raised his head at the golden horn, which was unspeakable.

However, Zhen Sixiong and the people in front of him were full of amazement. There was no doubt that the breath leaked out just now was wanton and completely above everyone in front of him. Even Zhen Sixiong should look at the ocean and sigh... "This is the master of Lingzhu peak." Zifeng stepped forward and asked in a flat tone“ I want to borrow the transmission array of Lingzhu peak. I hope... "

"You are the monster who slaughtered hancang mansion!" Zhen Sixiong's eyes are fierce. Even if he knows that the other party is not good, he can't give in at this moment for the sake of the reputation of Lingzhu peak leader. Otherwise, how can he stand in the endless sea in the future.

Sometimes people are not bound to the environment, but bound by their own vanity, bind themselves in a cocoon and ask for hardship!

Looking at the feather locust behind him, he smiled, "listen, it's the sea people. If you call me a monster again, don't blame me for being polite! Besides, he didn't tell you, am I a Terran? " Except for the small fishing village, Zifeng doesn't like others in the endless sea!

"Hahaha... I'm laughing to death. Return to the sea people, I bah..." seeing Zhen Sixiong speak, the head of Chencun mansion, song Jingbai, laughed loudly!

However, the voice didn't fall. In the next moment, the already uncontrollable Golden Horn jumped up and rushed up with the power of ten thousand men... Seeing this, several House leaders stopped one after another! But do they know who is standing in front of them? But a group of old monsters who have lived for thousands of years have been silent in the endless abyss for so long. How can these people touch his corners in front of him!

"Roar!" With a roar, a fierce whale wave rippled out in an instant, and the people in front were lifted up before they even had time to stop! The next moment, songjingbai's neck was pinched in Jinjiao's arm!

"Gudong" Zhen Shixiong took a hard breath. Just now, he was not afraid to move, but a force of heaven and earth was on his shoulder. He couldn't move at all. He was sure that as long as he moved, he would be killed in the next moment.

Lingzhu peak is now in front of nearly a thousand people. Zifeng, these dozens of people, are like nobody... Songjingbai is struggling in Jinjiao's hand, his face is red, he can't breathe, and his eyes are full of panic. Where else is the previous look of bull spirit. Golden Horn turned his head and looked at Zifeng, as if asking for Zifeng's meaning.

Nodded, "those who offend the Hai nationality will be killed without amnesty!" Zifeng's voice just fell!

But hearing the "click" sound, songjingbai's neck broke, his face was pale, and he was thrown aside like a dead dog.

The nine heads of government, now they are reduced to the point of being slaughtered!

"You!" Zhen Sixiong's face was full of veins and blood. In front of him, the people under him were killed. What should he do as the leader of Lingzhu peak?

The long time has blurred some concepts. Even ten thousand years ago, the endless sea was under the rule of the sea clan, and the Terran was just living under the fence. What's more, now the endless sea is sinking and the land area is poor. Does Zhen Sixiong really think the sea family is vulnerable?

If it hadn't been for ten thousand years, continuous internal wars and no one to wave all the answers, Lingzhu peak wouldn't have existed for so long?

"Now, it's time to talk about what I want to say?" Ignoring the people around, Zifeng went straight to the hall... Just as Zifeng was about to pass by, the unknown old man on one side suddenly grabbed Zifeng's arm, the wine pot in his hand fell to the ground, and the Qiongjiang Yuniang splashed all over the ground... The old dragon turtle's crutch moved slightly and was about to kill, but Zifeng stopped it!

"You, are you from the land of sects?" The voice was excited and a little uneasy. This was the first time the unknown old man spoke.

Zhen Sixiong looked at the old man in amazement. He said, can't he speak?

Seeing Zifeng nodding, the old man's face was full of surprise. "Please take me back to the sect. I have high-level runes. You can take them as long as you can take me back..."

"You are..."

"I'm the elder of Fuzong, Lei Haoshi!"