Chapter six hundred and forty-six, are you not giving the little gods face?
The Magic Sect is too powerful, and even comparable to some ancient ancient factions.
Generally, forces are unwilling to provoke such a behemoth.
And don't say more about San San Monter.
But Qin Zhao is different. He is the son of the prince. This is enough.
Everyone gathered on the black man who fell to the ground.
But unfortunately, you can't feel the a little conscious of the volatile.
The eyes are dull.
Obviously to be tortured by the soul -searching method, which caused the collapse of the sea, so it turned like such a living and dead.
As for whether it is really a magic sect.
Since Xiao Shenjun said that, the probability is.
"I hate meaningless fighting. This kind of behavior that deliberately provoked things and let us fight each other. It really touched my inverse scale."
Qin Zhao's breath became extremely horrible. He had the image of swallowing mountains and rivers. He explored like an Qingtian giant, and directly held the man in black in his hand.
"Ah!" The man in black struggled pain in pain, and made an unknown roar.
It seems that they have lost their language skills.
Just for a moment, the man in black was directly squeezed into crushing, and the burning energy was burned into nothingness, without leaving a little trace.
Everyone's heart.
Too powerful.
Although he is also a monk of Yuan Ying, the strength of the little god seems to be beyond the cognition of everyone. It is not a level at all.
"These actions of Mozong make me disgusted. If Mozong is still ready in the future, I will see one to kill and one."
Qin Zhao's face was full of indifference: "I hope everyone should not fight again, but can discuss the founding traces together, if not ..."
"I am afraid I can only think that you are the same party of Magic Zong, and deliberately cause disputes."
The hearts of everyone's hearts are cold.
I finally knew one thing.
The legendary little god Jun is so kind that he is really kind, like a Confucian scholar.
Whether this man in black is the demon sect.
It's not important anymore.
The important thing is that the little god shows his attitude.
No meaningful fighting.
If anyone is still acting, I am afraid that the end will not be much better than the man in black.
Not only attitude, but also show strength.
Since everyone who was present has experienced the strength of the little god, naturally it will be a lot of peace, which is more conducive to the holding of the Fairy Association.
Everyone didn't know if Qin Zhao deliberately did it.
Anyway, this hand is really clever.
"Little God's monarch is reasonable, and even the holy trace cannot be found. If there is any good fight, we should work together to find the holy trace." Some people attached to peace.
What is talking about is a strong repair, the strength is not strong. Naturally, it is not allowed to form an alliance. This can use the strength of others.
As soon as this statement came out, many people spent their words and support.
It looks like a look of the little gods.
Of course, many people choose to watch their changes.
Some of the preachers of the martial arts, as well as the extraordinary repairs, are not so easy to be surrendered.
Xiao Shenjun nodded, a satisfactory smile on his face: "Since everyone coincides with me, then it is said that it is not allowed to do it."
Of course no one is opposed.
Even if someone is doubtful, you will look at the situation, instead of coming out on the spot to refute his face.
At this moment, a excited voice was revealed not far away.
"In favor, I am 10,000 in favor."
Everyone couldn't help but look around.
Those who are invited by Xiaoshenjun should be all arrived.
Moreover, the Fairy Club has been held for a while, and now even if you enter the venue, it will look very polite.
Later, everyone saw a golden -winged Peng Bird's wings flying, and the speed was thunderous, and it was fooled.
There are two people on the back of Golden Wing Peng.
A young monk, and a petite, very cute girl monk.
Just now, it was obviously the young monk shouted.
"Who is this?" Someone was puzzled: "I actually broke into the Fairy Club, and I didn't give the little godjun."
If you receive an invitation, you can come in from the main entrance.
How can you fly from a demon pet from a distance?
At this time, many people have recognized the true face of the call.
A middle -aged man in the later period of Yuan Ying furious: "Ghost Yuan Chuanren! You even dare to appear."
This person is a long -established old Yuan Ying monk, and his strength is definitely not weak. All genius monks may be extraordinary, but the real fighting does not necessarily be his opponent.
Those monks who came from outside Daotianfu were surprised.
Ghost Yuan Chuanren?
Is the one who caused anger in Daotianfu?
I thought I had escaped from Tiaofu.
I didn't expect to continue to disaster the Taoist Mansion so persistently.
Many people are about to move.
His enemies quickly gathered on Lin Xi.
But they have no moves for the time being.
Golden Wingpeng quickly flew to the Suzaku Building, but the whole Suzaku building was arranged with powerful prohibitions, and outsiders could not enter at all.
But Lin Xi jumped directly with Jiang Xiaoxi.
Turned into a white light, and it was easy to pass through the forbidden system and came to the Suzaku Tower.
In the shocking eyes of the crowd, Lin Xi greeted the little god Qin Zhao with a smile: "This is the legendary little god.
"Are you a rhetoric?" Qin Zhao had also heard of Lin Xi.
Although he was surprised, he was not chaotic.
"I'm just an unknown little stroke, the name of the name is nothing to do with it. But I very much recognize your ideas. How are you looking for treasure with the atmosphere, why bother to kill?"
Volunteable Taoist, I will fully support you. "
The crowd around was a little dumbfounded.
Do you of course, of course, support it.
You, a rat -passing mouse that everyone shouted.
"Ghost Yuan passed on, you come to this set, the spatial crack you opened destroyed Lao Tzu's Dongfu, Lao Tzu must slaughter you." The old Yuan Ying shouted.
Lin Xi hurried behind Qin Zhao and shouted, "What's the matter with you, don't you give us the face of the little god? Just after saying that you want to be harmonious, don't be too much."
The old -fashioned Yuan Ying was so angry.
It's really shameless.
There is such a thought in everyone's brains.
The old Yuan Ying Shen said: "Little God, forgive me, I must kill this boy.
He said he had to kill him.
Qin Zhao's eyes suddenly flashed a little bit.
At this time, a dry and thin old man sitting not far from Qin Zhao shot suddenly. The whole person seemed to turn into a shadow, disappearing.
Everyone just saw a black light flashing, and they saw nothing again.
The next moment, the old Yuan Ying's head fell straight from the shoulders.
哐 哐 哐.
It's just dead.
Even the Yuanshen failed to escape.
Everyone is cold.
This person is definitely not Yuan Ying, but the kind of man who is proficient in assassination.
Everyone returned to God, and the old man reappeared again, dragging his back, but there was an inexplicable coldness: "Since the young master is not allowed to do it, then you should still do not kill it.