"These guys of Qiyuan sect are really despicable... They definitely have powerful people outside xuandao sect, but they pretend to let several young people go up the mountain, showing a low-key attitude, but they use the spirit grain column to crush the weapon refiners of each sect and plunder the spirit array!" said the ancestor of evil wind valley.
"What''s the use of saying this now? We can only wait for Xiaolang to come back. If we can''t even help him come back, we can only recognize the planting..." Lu Xuehan said.
Yuanhua Yi nodded and said: "These nine holy stripe pillars are full of complicated and unpredictable holy array diagrams, one by one, one by one, and the chain is continuous. Once the tool refiners fall into them, unless they are willing to let go, they can almost lock people''s mind directly in them, and even disturb people''s divine consciousness and become idiots... I think it''s better not to let Xiaolang take risks. Lose face, lose face, and lose face is better than Xiaolang Good risk. "
Several ancestors realized the seriousness of the incident and their hearts sank.
At this time, the atmosphere in the martial arts arena was more depressed, and the emotions of the disciples of xuandaozong had a prelude to getting out of control.
If it were not for the control of the elders of each peak, all kinds of national curses might be sprayed on the people of Qiyuan sect.
The people of qiyuanzong could almost drop water with a smile on their faces. They stood on the martial arts field one by one and looked up to all directions.
Several people standing just below the holy stripe column swept their eyes from the chest of the female disciples of xuandaozong, and their evil intention was undisguised!
"Little xuandaozong, there are few tool refiners, but the female disciples are very tender."
A man under the holy stripe column smiled and said.
"I was just wondering. I haven''t heard that there are so many beautiful women in xuandaozong. How can there be so many beautiful women? What a pity, what a pity!"
Another echoed.
The eyes of these people gathered in a corner of the stand, where Nalan Ziyan, Shen Moran, Zilan, Jun qiluo and Tang Yiyi sat.
Their natural beauty and temperament are different. They have their own advantages. They are a beautiful scenery in the martial arts arena.
"I''m impatient!" Nalan Ziyan gnashed his teeth, but his left and right hands were pulled by Shen Moran and Zilan and couldn''t get up.
Jun qiluo is already smiling with all kinds of feelings, but there is a flash of killing intention in her eyes.
Tang Yiyi was expressionless all the time, but the cold released from her made the nearby xuandaozong disciples work hard to resist, and many disciples with poor cultivation fought with two rows of teeth, clucking.
"What the hell is this rubbish? I can''t help it anymore!"
Cai Chaoqun was furious and suddenly stood up!
As soon as he got up, a stick in the back of him hit him on the head and knocked him unconscious.
A group of people stared at the articles of association silently. The articles of association took a big stick, put on a dignified posture, and stared back without showing weakness.
Chen Tianci shook his head reluctantly and said, "I don''t know why. You obviously don''t look like Yan Qi, but I always treat you as him... I just said to let you make him dizzy. You want to kill him with such a big stick?"
"This... Fat man, you compare Yan Qi with me. I can''t accept it. I want to protest!" the constitution said unconvinced: "where is Yan Qi half as handsome as me?"
The crowd rolled their eyes wildly.
Chen Tianci was suddenly stunned and held Mo Ge.
"What''s up?" Mo Ge said coldly.
Chen Tianci hurriedly said, "your killing intention is rising. Do you want to kill? You can''t mess around. It''s a matter of two sects. If you move the people of Qiyuan sect, it''s a lot of trouble."
Everyone was surprised and immediately persuaded, for fear that Mo Ge would go down and kill the people of Qiyuan sect.
At this time, Chen Tianci advised: "Don''t worry, langshao has been there for so many days. Things over there should have been done. The speed of the shadow and phantom of the commander of the war wolf is almost comparable to that of the eight strong days in the Xuanwu realm. According to his speed, it won''t take long to get from here to the dark moon abyss. If my estimation is correct, langshao is probably on the way back and is about to reach the xuandaozong."
"Let''s not mess around and bear it again. Believe me, I want to be a man of the emperor!"
In the periphery of the crowd, the four commanders of the war wolf hide in the dark and quietly look at everything on the martial arts field
In the martial arts arena, under the control of the elders of each peak, thousands of xuandaozong disciples finally calmed down, but the atmosphere became more tense and strange.
In the center of the martial arts field, the nine disciples of the instrument sect joked more and more unscrupulously.
They unscrupulously commented on these female disciples of xuandaozong, and their evil eyes kept sweeping around them.
In the already quiet martial arts field, the laughter of Qi Yuanzong seemed unusually harsh and loud.
Their unbridled eyes have suppressed the emotions of the disciples of xuandaozong to the point of impending outbreak
At the command of the four warwolf commanders, the members of the warwolf generally flashed into the crowd for fear that a group of disciples would rise and walk away.
It''s been days.
Every day is like this, is such a feeling.
Life is like a year. I''m dying.
Now, the people of Qiyuan sect are so presumptuous that they pay attention to these female disciples of xuandao sect!
Unspeakable humiliation lingers in everyone''s mind.
With the passage of time, the depressed emotions of the disciples of xuandaozong have accumulated to a critical point.
At this time, a vigorous and powerful song suddenly came from the distance.
At this moment, everyone was quiet
"Just as the pear blossoms are blooming all over the world, rouman''s gauze is floating on the river, and Katyusha is standing on the steep bank, singing like the bright spring light; the girl is singing a beautiful song, she is singing about the eagle on the grassland, she is singing about her beloved, and she also hides her lover''s letters..."
Shen Lang''s voice came from a distance. All xuandaozong disciples in the martial arts arena stood up and cheered!
Thousands of people''s depression accumulated at the bottom of their hearts was released at this time. The whole sky above Jietian peak was like thunder, which made the people of deqi Yuanzong turn pale one by one.
Everyone looked down at the sound
In the distant sky, three figures appeared, and the first one was Shen Lang.
On the left hand side behind Shen Lang, a girl in white sat in a wheelchair, bathed in the glow and auspicious atmosphere, with a calm and calm demeanor;
On the right hand side, a strong man glared like a Buddhist King Kong.
Everyone noticed that there were black wings flapping slightly behind Shen Lang, but there was no shadow of spiritual wing behind the girl in white and angry King Kong!
Shen Lang came in the air with a smile on his face, holding a stick a foot long in both hands, singing and dancing with the rhythm.
"Ah, the singing girl''s song, fly with the bright sun! Go to the soldiers in the distant frontier and convey the greetings of Katyusha to the soldiers in the distant frontier..."
The rhythm of this song is lively and simple, and the melody is simple, smooth and beautiful.
For a time, it attracted everyone''s attention, and many people were even immersed in the song and forgot their previous unhappiness.
After flying over the martial arts arena, Shen Lang pressed his hands down and motioned for everyone to be quiet.
When there was only his singing left in the game, Shen Lang waved to the crowd
Almost at the same time, many people proficient in rhythm, such as Jun qiluo, purple and blue, came out.
Xylophone, dulcimer, flute, Pipa... All kinds of musical instruments were taken out.
When they listened to Shen Lang sing for the first time and began to sing for the second time, they began to play with Shen Lang''s rhythm.
The martial arts performance seemed to start a grand concert
Su Wenxuan and others on the stand smiled bitterly and shook their heads.
But a group of people of qiyuanzong were angry and angry one by one!
When they "compete" with any sect, they are brilliant and attract the attention of many sects around.
Then he revealed his power and convinced others.
When was it so easy to rob the scenery?
What the fuck is this?
We''re here to smash your xuandaozong. Have you figured out the situation?
You are losing face now, you will lose face soon!
How dare you fucking ignore us and have a concert here?
Tong fan, the leader of Qiyuan sect, felt it was time for him to say a few words.
If you don''t speak, the people of qiyuanzong will have to be forgotten.
However, the boy who came out of nowhere is standing behind two guys suspected of Wang Wujing. It''s hard to provoke.
It''s better to pick bones that are easier to chew.
"Cough." Tong fan stood up and gave a dry cough.
Then he turned to Su Wenxuan, the leader of xuandaozong in the stands, and said in a loud voice, "the people of xuandaozong are really interesting. In this case, they can be so happy. Or, is this what the leader of xuandaozong specially asked to celebrate the humiliation of xuandaozong?"
To his surprise, Su Wenxuan was not angry, but seemed not to hear his voice at all. He looked at Shen Lang happily and nodded while listening to the song
It seems that he is fucking intoxicated with this song!
Tong fan almost spewed out his old blood. He couldn''t help pouring his skills into his voice. He coughed twice again!
After all, the Jiuchong heavenly strongman in the Xuanwu realm is extraordinary. This dry cough is followed by a continuous response from the Tianfeng.
Shen Lang in the air frowned and stopped, staring at Tong fan in surprise.
Tong fan sneered and stared back, but heard Shen Lang say, "old man, look at your cough. Are you sick? If you are sick, you have to be treated. Don''t give up treatment."
"You..." Tong fan had a hundred dirty words to scold.
But when he saw the fierce look of King Kong behind Shen Lang, he swallowed it all back.
Qiyuan sect is not afraid of xuandao sect, but it angers the other party in such a place. If the strong king''s martial mirror prints down and loses his seal first, even if Qiyuan sect avenges himself, it''s useless.
He who knows current affairs is a hero.
A hero does not suffer at present.
It''s not too late for a gentleman to take revenge
Tong fan was really mature and refined. A few messy thoughts made him completely calm down.
"Lord Su, is it difficult? This is the waste disciple you said earlier, Shen Lang? Ha ha, what a pomp. Such a disciple, there are two strong Wang Wujing followers!"