Xuanyuan Su stood there calmly, his consciousness covering a radius of several miles. He couldn't let the little brat have any chance. If he managed to escape the enemy personally, he would become a laughing stock.
He raised his hand, and a ball of fire appeared on his fingertips. With a slight movement, the fireball penetrated into the large iron door, and then a violent and suppressed explosion was heard from inside the door...
After three breaths, it returned to calm. The big iron gate was transformed into a bulging hemisphere by the air waves. Several cracks appeared on the mountain. There is no doubt that the mountain will collapse soon.
Without him having to say anything, an elder who was good at the fire element took a step forward and shouted loudly: "Give you a chance to commit suicide, otherwise you will lose your soul!"
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Starting a war without declaring it, and then giving it a chance, which was originally quite shameful, seems to them to be more normal, strength, and absolute power gives you the right to speak.
Shame? Just kidding, shame, and face are words that only fools with logs in their heads take to heart. Several catastrophes in family inheritance tell them: nipping danger in the bud is the root of everything. Only by killing the enemy can
To live a better life, having a big fist is the last word!
The tragedy of blood and fire proves that only by existing can we continue to explore other issues, and everything including shame and evil can be used to it, and it is more suitable as a criterion for the survival and continuation of the family.
There was unexpected silence, and no one answered him. The elders smiled, Mo Wen waved his hands as usual, and led the seventeen shadow guards behind him to shoot out.
After a fierce battle with Ye Feng, Mo Wen gained some insights and was already at the peak of acquired status. As a member of the affiliated family, he was already qualified to enter the Xuanyuan Family's Council of Elders and become the real core. At this time, he was concurrently serving as an elder.
Lead the secret guard.
Not only the other affiliated families in the outer hall are envious, but even the Xuanyuan family members are very jealous, so he urgently needs to prove his stable status, and the world has been peaceful for a long time, and there are few things that require their action. At this time, he appears
Ye Feng.
A young man with limited potential, a good opponent, or a close friend. Unfortunately, he succeeded in angering the Xuanyuan family. Why bother? He lost his life for the benefit of a virtual space. Mo Wen deeply felt
It's not worth it for Ye Feng.
Alas! If I can’t make close friends, then let you be the stepping stone for me to climb up. I hope you are still alive and can still struggle for a little while, so that I can get some credit.
These hateful old guys have to come out for some air. This is a credit that should belong to me alone!
With hidden unwillingness and anger, Mo Wen swung his spear horizontally and hit the deformed door hard. The solid iron door shattered like porcelain, and eighteen people entered the corridor like ghosts, leaving behind a smoke-like
The afterimage dissipated with the wind.
The thirteen elders smiled and waited. The mission would be over soon. They could have fun after not coming out for a long time. Food and wine would not be a problem. The most important thing was that their descendants would worship many fresh and tender young girls.
Everything is good at the family residence. Food and clothing are all provided at the moment, but you can't indulge in sex. Although the married women are very kind, they have long since become yellow-faced women because of their insufficient cultivation. No, they are yellow-faced old women.
! What kind of interest can the vigorous men who seem to be in their forties or fifties have in the dim-eyed old women who are in their seventies or eighties? Every time they find excuses and opportunities to go out, it is just for this hobby, but as time goes by, they are stunned.
After holding them back for decades...
So this time such a trivial matter attracted half of the elders. If it weren't for the family ancestor's death stipulation that half of the elders should be left to guard the mountain, then they would all have come out. They are men, men with normal needs, they are elders, and they are more respected in the family.
Elders, so they have all become sanctimonious and lustful ghosts. They can't wait to go back to Wenrou Township to enjoy the big and small stars worshiped by the family's children.
They didn't feel anything during the decades of seclusion, but now this little time has become a torture. Finally, there is a result, and it can finally end.
Mo Wen was the first to go out, followed by Ying Ying's subordinates, forming an orderly queue.
The smiles on the faces of the elders became even brighter, and some even turned around to leave. There was really no need to stay in this barren mountain.
However, they were surprised to see Mo Wen stop at the door with his head lowered. No one noticed that they were trying their best to suppress the slight trembling of their bodies.
The elders are still fighting with ease haha:
"Elder Mo, what are you doing?"[
"Have you cleaned up? Then let's leave this place quickly."
"I want to travel for a month, no! Two months! No no! I want to return to the family in three months."
The Supreme Elder made the final decision, "Elder Mo needs to solidify his foundation. It is not suitable to be in seclusion for a long time at the moment. From now on, Elder Mo will be responsible for the family's external relations."
The faces of the remaining twelve elders showed unabashed expressions of envy, jealousy, and hatred. Although they had also had such experiences, but... alas! What a lost youth.
Mo Wen suddenly raised his head and shouted in a hissing voice: "Everyone, hurry up..."
A few words popped out, and then it seemed as if someone had pinched my throat, making me unable to make any sound, and my face turned into a purple eggplant.
The elders were stunned for a moment. They didn't retreat immediately. What a joke! Why did they need to escape?
Little did they know that the next moment they would have no chance.
The old god Izumo walked out with eight steps, followed by Ye Feng in a wheelchair, Ling'er in a wheelchair, calmly looking at the masters outside, An Yue stood beside him quite obediently, there is no one here
One she can afford to offend.
Warriors are very narcissistic and divide their acquired strength by the four levels of heaven, earth, black and yellow. Those who break through the heaven will enter the innate. They are all old monsters with many years of experience. Human power cannot resist them, and none of these people are below the heaven.
Yes, she is only a high-level yellow-level person, so she is really not considered a dish.
How many heavens can the special power enshrined by the country have?
One family dispatched twelve at once, how many more are there? With so many families, how many heavenly positions should there be? Oh my God! I used to be really arrogant, sitting in a well and looking at the sky!
With a slight cough, Izumoko said: "It is not polite to come and go. Please go back and report to the master's house that the old Taoist will be visiting soon."
The voice was calm and calm, but it sounded like a bell to the ears. Then he waved his right palm lightly. Everyone including the Supreme Elder Xuanyuan Su felt their bodies tighten, and the inner energy was compressed together.
There is no way to mobilize...
Banned!!!
The legendary ban!
Momentary incontinence... (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote at Qidian. Your monthly vote is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users please read it.)
