Chu Nan bowed in the air: "You have come all the way, so Luo Zong naturally has to treat you with courtesy. How about I entertain you all?"

·He naturally does not want to offend such a big shot.

Leng Luo's appearance has surprised everyone.

pity--

Leng Luo, like Ming Shiyin, dislikes such red tape and is polite on the surface.

Leng Luo said in a deep voice:

"Leng says again, you are not worthy of talking to the Pavilion Master."

Chu Nan was slightly startled.

After all, he was also the great elder of Luo Zong, but Leng Luo didn't even give him face.

"The Patriarch is in retreat, so I really can't see you all!"

As the third elder, Lu Ping was qualified to speak. He couldn't stand it anymore and said loudly: "First elder, please ask the founder to come out of seclusion! This matter is important and it is not a joke!"

boom!

Chu Nan carries a palm print with him.

The palm print was extremely sharp and very fast, and it hit Lu Ping.

Lu Ping was shocked. He didn't expect that the great elder would attack his own people. He raised his arms and bang!

As the Gang Qi mingled, Lu Ping groaned and fell downwards, his face turned pale!

How could he be the Great Elder's opponent? This move made the difference between him and him.

"Shut your mouth...just watch carefully." Chu Nan turned around and said, then turned back to face Leng Luo and forced a smile, "I'm sorry, young people don't understand the rules and let Senior Leng see the joke."

His attitude seemed humble and polite on the surface, but in reality he was just being scheming.

"Oh, what a majesty." Ming Shiyin said sarcastically.

Chu Nan looked at Ming Shiyin on the Chuanyun flying chariot and said: "The elders are talking, it is not the juniors' turn to interrupt."

This is a double entendre.

Not only did he ridicule Ming Shiyin, he also scolded Lu Ping.

Just as Ming Shiyin was about to get angry, Leng Luo raised his right arm.

Ming Shiyin watched happily.

Leng Luo stepped forward and said in a low voice: "Do you like to bully juniors?"

"What does Senior Leng mean by this?"

"When Leng was ruling the world, you were still in your mother's womb——"

Buzz!

The eight-leaf Dharmakaya blooms!

At the moment of blooming, the eight leaves of the golden lotus rotate rapidly... This scene is like a roulette spinning in the water, and the strong energy thrown out by the rotation expands outward like water droplets.

Dissipates between breaths.

Chu Nan was the closest and bore the brunt of the attack, and was swept back by the air waves.

One moment is enough.

Chu Nan looked horrified!

"Eight-Leaf Dharmakaya!"

"With Leng Luo's strength and cultivation, why would he be willing to stay in Motian Pavilion?"

The elders on the Holy Land were puzzled.

I was more surprised and worried.

Chu Nan is nothing but Qiye.

Even if the second elder Shan Yunzheng and Liu Ye were added, it would be impossible to defeat Eight Ye.

Not to mention others.

When strength speaks for itself, who dares to dissent?

I don't know why, but Lu Ping suddenly felt a little relieved.

Leng Luo said in a deep voice:

"This trip to Motian Pavilion is just to reminisce about old times... don't force Leng to take action."

On the holy land.

There was silence.

The atmosphere became a little surprised and stagnant.

No one dares to push forward.

No one has the guts to face such a Eight Leaves.

call.

Whoosh!

Figures appeared in the sky around the holy land.

They came in small groups through the air.

Some came with swords, some rode on strange weapons, and some came riding ordinary birds.

The numbers are dense.

From far to near.

Wearing three types of robes.

White robe, blue robe.

"The people from Yun Zong and Tian Zong are here."

Chu Nan was determined and went up to win.

"Luo Zong Chunan, welcome the elders of Yun Zong and Tian Zong."

The humble disciples were suspended in the air, waiting for orders.

Several elders from the Yun Sect, as well as the elders from the Tian Sect, Yukong came to the front.

The two sides bowed their hands to each other as a greeting.

Then at the same time facing the Demonic Sky Pavilion's Chuanyun Flying Chariot.

This battle is quite strong.

There are many people.

Obviously, Luo Zong had made sufficient preparations.

Lu Zhou, who was sitting on the flying chariot, was not in a hurry...

The only person he wanted to see was Yuntianluo.

I also guessed that Yuntianluo would not appear so easily.

These things, Leng Luo, Pan Litian, and Hua Wudao are enough, there is no need for him to come forward.

The current price of a critical strike card is 3,000, and there are only 2 cards in stock. No matter how you use it, you will lose money.

The magical power of the Heavenly Book can only be used three times.

If the two sides really fight to the death, it would be really difficult for Motian Pavilion to handle it. After all, Leng Luo and Pan Litian have not really recovered their cultivation level.

so……

Deterrence is the best way.

"Yunzong Great Elder Zhao Ji, I have met you all." Yunzong Zhao Ji held his hand.

"Sun Hong, the second elder of the Yun Sect, has met you all."

"Sixth Elder of the Yun Sect...Ding, Ding Fanqiu, I have met you all."

Ding Fanqiu's confidence was obviously lacking.

Ming Shiyin waved his hand towards Ding Fanqiu: "Hey, Ding Fanqiu, we meet again. We haven't seen each other for a while, and we have become chubby."

Ding Fanqiu: "..."

When he thought of impersonating Ji Tiandao at the Dutian River, he felt embarrassed and his face turned red with embarrassment.

The real owner is here, and he really can't hold him back at all.

"Tianzong, Great Elder Fang Wenxian. I have met you all."
To be continued...