Ten Gods

With the eyes of the old drunkards, everyone in the Bailianfang felt that their backs were cold and their faces became pale.

"Li Changfeng, what are you going to do!"

The main road of the hundred refineries.

Staring at the old drunkards, everyone in the Bailianfang was full of taboos, and one of them couldn’t help but take a step back.

Mu Hong, Xu Wei, Yi Zhengzheng, three imperial powerhouses, were killed in a blink of an eye, which made the people of Bailianfang deeply understand the gap between themselves and the old drunkards of today, too big, It is simply a huge gap.

In the direction of the Church of the Burning Sun, there was a smashing of the real thing. The elders of the Bailianfang rushed out of it and walked to the front of the Bailianfang, staring at the old drunkard. After a pause, the Bailian Square was too elder to say: "Li Changfeng, we are leaving now, this matter will be gone, how?"

This is the strongest of the Yukong Jiuzhong, the elders of the four hundred refining workshops of the first door, the face is very dignified.

"I just want to go, is it too simple to think about things?"

The old drunkard squinted.

When this was said, it suddenly made everyone's eyelids jump.

The elders of the Bailian Square are screaming: "We have already died in your hands, it is enough!"

"It's just one person, and the cost is too small."

The old drunkard shook his head.

It is said that everyone in the Bailianfang is angry.

The elders of the Bailian Square stopped the angry people and said: "Your disciple has learned the secrets of my hundred refining workshops. We have come to the Zhengyang Zong to prove, there is nothing wrong. Now, your disciple Live well, I am a cultivator, but I am still a strong enemy. What do you want? Don’t be too much!”

"The old man, who has lived for more than four hundred years old, is lying like this, isn't it good?" The old drunkard smiled and said: "Where is your refinery, you don't want to go in easily." What's more, stealing the secrets of the 100th refining of your hundred refining workshops, what are your ghost ideas, thinking that others will not guess?"

The face of the elders of the Bailian Square was suddenly more gloomy, and the faces of other people became more difficult to look.

"What do you want!"

At the time, facing the people of the Burning Sun, they were in an absolute disadvantage. He was not willing to fight again, because if they were to fight again, they would definitely All destroyed. Once they are completely destroyed, the Bailianfang will suffer a huge blow and may even be destroyed.

The old drunkard glanced around and the smile on his face was thicker.

"The Burning Suns are destroyed by you like this, let you compensate some of the losses, but don't you?" The old drunkard laughed. "You are all monks in the air, and you should be fairly good at all. Let's go."

In the distance, Lin Tianzui’s mouth smacked: “This old guy!” He thought that the old drunkard would have a few hands on the Bailianfang, but he did not expect that the old guy actually extorted a few giants at this time, which made He felt annoyed. But think about it, he sighed again, this is really in line with the character of the old drunkard.

"What?! Impossible!"

The masters of the Bailianfang shouted, they are the giants of the Burning Yangzong, and the things in the stone ring are precious!

The elders of the Bailian Square raised their hands and stopped the master of the refining workshop.

"Do as he said."

The singer of the singapore is too old and iron-faced. The man is a knife and I am a fish. There is no room for bargaining.

Saying, the elders of the Bailian Square waved their hands, and for a long time, a lot of things fell out of the stone ring on the right middle finger, which were some extremely precious treasures. Lin Tian looked at the front and saw a familiar medicinal drug at a glance. It was the forged **** Dan who was given to him by the elders of the Burning Yangzong. There were more than 30 pieces!

Lin Tian was shocked, more than 30 pieces of forged Shen Dan, this value can be described as high and amazing! In addition, he also saw other precious things, such as the treasure-level weapon, the Imperial martial arts. At the same time, he also saw a few Lingzi purple cards, see the level of the card, and at least there is at least one card. Tens of millions of coins.

"Hey!"

Many of the disciples of the Burning Yangzong are all in vain, and many people can't even swallow the saliva.

Not only these ordinary disciples, but even the people who burned the Sun and the Lord could not help but move slightly.

“The hundred refineries are really rich.” The old drunk smiled and looked at the owner of the refining workshop and others: “What about you?”

The master of the refining workshop is gnashing his teeth, but he also knows what kind of situation he and others are now in. Immediately like the elders of the refining workshop, he shakes his hands and throws away all the things in the stone ring. Later, the other two followed suit, endured heartache and took all of their treasures out.

Time, the ground is full of dazzling, all kinds of strange and stunned people.

"Now it is ok!"

The Bailian Square is too old.

"of course."

The old drunk smiled.

Suddenly, the spirit sword in the hands of the old drunkards swayed.

"puff!"

"puff!"

"puff!"

Three blood flashes, three arms flew out, and they were smashed into blood in the air.

"what!"

The screams rang, and the two masters of the refining workshop and the other two elders of the Bailianfang were each armed.

The elders of the refining workshop went out to go five feet away, staring at the old drunkard with anger: "Li Changfeng!"

"The flash is very fast, it is the strongest of the nine-day sky."

Old alcoholic road.

"you……"

The hundred refining workshops are too angry with the elders.

On the other side, the three masters of the refining workshop stared at the old drunkards, all of which showed crazy hatred and killing. In addition to the hundreds of refining elders, each of them was smashed by an old alcoholic, and the arm that was shackled was all smashed by the sword, even if there was a panacea.

The old drunkard smiled: "Now, you can go."

Such an understatement of the tone makes the Lord of the Refining and Others even more angry.

"I am fighting with you!"

The master of the refining workshop roared, but the next moment, his whole person flew out, and a blood spurted out.

The other two elders of the Bailianfang originally wanted to start, but at this moment, they all forcibly endured. No matter whether it was the former casualty or the current cultivator, the two strong men were injured, but they never saw how the old drunkards moved, which gave them a feeling of powerlessness.

"Don't you go?"

The old drunk smiled.

The elders of the Baanfangfang are very gloomy and sullen. They bite their teeth: "Go!" They were in a weak position. Now, the three masters of the Bailianfang have each been unloaded with one arm, and their combat power is weaker. He was afraid that the old drunks would change their minds, fearing that the elders of the Yangzong Emperor would force them to stay.

"Right, when you show the secrets of the sacred refining, you will leave all the weapons, but don't take them away."

The voice of the old drunkard sounded again.

The elders of the Bailian Square were trembled, and they held their fists with death. They walked with the masters of the refining workshop and the other two elders of the hundred refining workshops. They rushed out of the burning yang, and they were really weapons. All were lost on the Zongyang Zongshan.

In a blink of an eye, the four disappeared into the sky.

"This……"

"gone?"

"No, escape."

Some of the burnt-in-law disciples muttered to themselves.

Immediately, all the people stared at the old drunkard, and their eyes all flashed.

At this time, there are only two words in the mind of the people of the Burning Sun: "Powerful!"

In the distance, even if Lin Tiandu looked at it in a glimpse, he had previously been silent about the old drunks only extorting a few giants in the Bailianfang, but he did not want to, the old drunkards had left the refining workshop and the Bailian The other two elders in the square had one arm, which really surprised him, so that when he returned to God, everyone in the Bailianfang had already left the Burning Sun.

"Brother!"

The owner of the burning sun was so excited that he rushed toward the old drunkard.

The old drunk smiled and pointed to a pile of treasures on the ground: "Put it up, it should be useful for the Zongmen."

The chief of the burning sun nodded, and he was also welcome, and collected all the treasures on the ground.

"Hey, leave some money for me!"

The old drunkard called.

At this time, Luo Wei, Yang Xiu, Zhao Huo, Tu Yu, several elders have come over. I have never met each other for so many years. These elders of the Burning Suns are very fond of old drunks.

"Apply the old man, you are... it’s quite awkward."

The old drunkard looked at it.

I have to say that the six giants of the Burning Yangzong, the heaviest of the wounds, are full of blood, and they are somewhat unstable.

"Family! Laozi is helping your apprentice block a few swords!"

The smashed smashed.

Such words, suddenly a distant disciple of the burning Yangzong disciples, their elders in the ancestral gates, actually called "Laozi"!

The old drunkard glanced at Lin Tian, ​​who was not far away, and smiled on his face: "Thank you."

"Long wind."

An old voice sounded.

The elders of the ruined Yangzong stood in the distance and opened their mouths, but did not seem to know what to say later.

The old drunkard was facing the elders of the burning sun, and the first time he trembled a little.

"Brother, the master has been blaming himself for years since you left."

The lord of the burning sun whispered.

The old drunkard turned his head and looked at Lin Tian not far away.

"Don't look, your baby disciple can't die!"

Tu Shudao.

Lin Tian supported the body with a sword and said: "Talk to the elders."

The old drunkard turned and walked over to the elders of the burning Yangzong.

Lin Tian couldn't see the expression of the old drunkard, but he saw the old drunkard and the elders behind him, and went to a certain direction in the post-Chongyang Zonghoushan. He smiled at the corner of his mouth, endured the pain, and stood up with the sword.

"Lin Tian, ​​how is it?"

The chief of the burning sun came forward.

"Xie Zongzhu cares, I am fine, nothing serious." Lin Tiandao, immediately, he took a step back and took a tribute to the Sun Yat-Sen and the four elders: "For Lin Tianyi, several seniors are subject to I was very sorry and grateful for the injury and the trouble caused to Zongmen."

The chief of the burning sun shook his head and looked at the burnt-back mountain.

"We want to thank you, if it is not you, this life, I am afraid that I will never see my brother again."

The main road of the burning sun.

Ps: Continue to five more tomorrow.