Then Bai Weng pondered a little and continued: "this time, except for the 13 purple robed deacons in the Deacon hall, the other five pavilion disciples are under the command of Wang Meng, with the help of Chu Yan, LAN Qin, Xiao Chong and Wei Yu."


    Speaking of this, Bai Weng''s gentle eyes suddenly became severe, looked at the five young figures in front of the crowd, and shouted in a deep voice: "I hope you five can lead all the martial brothers back safely!"


    "Yes!"


    The five figures that were watched immediately responded in a clear voice.


    As soon as the voice fell, countless eyes were projected onto the five dignified figures. There was no wave in everyone''s eyes. It seemed that they took it for granted that the five of them led the team together.


    Because they all know that these five people, regardless of their background, reputation or personal strength, are the five most powerful among the 300 people present.


    "These five guys, if I''m not wrong, should be the seeds of the five pavilion masters?"


    Long Bufan glanced at the five people, four men and one woman. The costumes of the disciples of the temple Pavilion were not the same, but the costumes of the disciples of the five pavilions: Jinlei Pavilion, Mufeng Pavilion, Shuiling Pavilion, Huolin Pavilion and Tuzhong Pavilion.


    Moreover, what makes long Bufan more convinced that they are related to the five cabinet leaders is their surnames, which happen to correspond to each other. If you look carefully, you can see some similarities from the outline of their faces.


    "It seems that you need to fight for your father here in the temple Pavilion." long Bufan smiled to himself and immediately shrugged his shoulders. Fortunately, Bai Weng mentioned that the thirteen deacons in purple don''t have to accept the command of the five of them. Otherwise, they will be restricted in freedom and it will be difficult to perform the task secretly.


    "It seems that among the five people, this guy named Wang Meng has the strongest strength. No wonder he will appoint the main commander."


    Long Bufan glanced, and then stopped on a young man in gold who stood in the middle.


    Wang Meng was wearing the clothes of Jin Lei GE''s Jin generation disciples. He was burly, with long hair and shawl. On his firm face, he stood in the crowd with a sense of arrogance. What made long extraordinary was that he felt a trace of oppression in the strong force wave of this man.


    "Is he..."


    Long Bufan''s eyes were slightly frozen, and he just took the idea in his heart. The fire phoenix standing on his shoulder turned into a small Firebird shape nodded and said, "yes, it''s the realm suppression. His present Zhenyuan condensation is thick enough to impact the threshold of respecting the realm, but it was forcibly suppressed by him."


    "If so!"


    Long Bufan''s eyebrows are light. He is only about twenty-five or six years old at most, but he has reached the point where he can impact the real respect. He is a truly amazing person.


    It can be seen that the reason why Wang Meng suppressed cultivation is to participate in this session of places to the relic site.


    "Lord Bai Weng, I have something to ask you."


    However, when long Bufan was shocked, Wang Meng suddenly stepped forward and took a step, arched his hands and hugged his fists and said respectfully.


    Hearing the speech, Bai Weng''s calm eyes fell on Wang Meng.


    "Three hundred of us, as the disciples of the temple Pavilion, are a team. Why don''t they accept my command?"


    Wang Meng''s voice was loud. After talking, his bright eyes shot at the Dragon Bufan and others not far away.