The divine bird is unscrupulous and scolds in a very low voice. It generally refers to the big men in the big man mountain, but it doesn''t refer to a person. Therefore, people can only be angry but can''t attack. People all over the world want to laugh but dare not laugh.
Ye QingHan pie his mouth. He doesn''t know that Luo Wuji can project such a small voice. Maybe Luo Wuji expresses his dissatisfaction through the words of the divine bird, or punish the divine bird.
"Let''s go." ye QingHan turned to go.
WOW!!
In the twinkling of an eye, a threat enveloped thousands of miles, and a large area of mountain forest fell into silence.
Luo''s traceless eyes flashed and picked his eyebrows to look into the distance.
"King of Beiling!" Luo Wuji said hoarsely to himself, then hugged his fist and said, "Luo Wuji, the martial arts recording system, paid a visit to martial uncle of Beiling king."
The Beiling King''s generation is frightening. He Luo Longyin exists in the same era. Although he has not yet stepped into the realm of immortal golden immortal, his strength is obvious to all. He is much stronger than Zhang Fan before. Even now Zhang Fan may not beat him.
The cultivation skill of the king of Beiling is the ancient Taoist sword, one of the ten ancient fairies. It is at the same level as the metaphysics of the ancient Da Luo fairy Sutra. There are 36 gravity methods, one step at a time, the same realm. If you understand more than one gravity method of the ancient Taoist sword, your combat power will be multiplied by ten times. The king of Beiling has cultivated more than 20 weight, even if the Xuanxian is full? Big guys don''t dare offend him.
The king of Beiling gave a stuffy hum when he said hello to Yu Luo traceless. He didn''t even look at Luo traceless. He directly fixed ye QingHan and ye supreme.
Ye QingHan is creepy. He doesn''t know how to offend the big man. His eyes are too scary.
"Ignorant child, not many people dare to disturb the space rules in my fief, but not you little bastard." Wang Jianmei and Liu Mou of Beiling stood there motionless, but there was still a mighty sword spirit swinging in all directions. He was about 50 years old. Although he was slovenly, he looked very clean, and his long dark beard was almost to his chest.
Ye QingHan twitched at the corner of his mouth and quickly hugged his fist and said, "I don''t know if this is an elder fief. I take the liberty to disturb you. Please forgive me."
"Can you forgive me for interrupting my retreat?" Wang Jianmei of Beiling picked up his eyebrow, wrapped his fingertips, gathered Qi into a sword, waved his hand and broke a peak hundreds of miles away!
Hiss, hiss!!
Ye QingHan''s pupil shrinks. Unexpectedly, the king of Beiling is so strong. If he wants to kill himself, he is just waving.
"Don''t be angry, sir. I have some strong blood wine here. It tastes good. You should try it. You should combine work and rest in your cultivation. You are young, handsome and handsome. It''s boring to shut up every day. If you come out and walk around, you will conquer all the world..." ye QingHan quickly bowed down and presented dozens of jars of strong blood wine, Where flattery is like a gentleman, it is clearly a speculative villain.
The king of Bei Ling had been so flattered by a younger generation that he had a red face, but he could not smile at his face. So he took the blood wine and hummed and hummed. "Boy, you can speak, but this blood wine is just like the old man''s taste."
"Cough, I also know a little about wine making. I see that my predecessors are full of Qi, covered with noble righteousness, and have clean eyebrows and eyes. I must like very strong wine very much..." ye QingHan said immediately.
The king of Beiling silently looked at ye QingHan and said faintly, "unexpectedly, a hairy boy knows quite a lot."
"I know a little, but if the materials are complete, the younger generation can brew wine ten times stronger than strong blood wine. Unfortunately, the younger generation has no time, otherwise he must brew some jars of real good wine for the elder." ye QingHan rubbed his hands and said.
"What''s the matter with you? It''s more important than making wine for me?" the king of Beiling''s momentum rose, the cold air shrouded everywhere, and it was difficult for the pressed leaves to breathe.
Beiling mountain fell into silence.
Luo Wuji looked at Beiling King awkwardly and quickly explained, "martial uncle Beiling king, this little guy is completing the projection live hunting game..."
The king of Beiling said impolitely, "is it special again? How many people have been killed in this game? Are those people idle every day?"
That group of people naturally refers to the group of people in Dalao mountain!
The people in Dalao mountain were very angry, and they were very dissatisfied with the Beiling king, either big men or mole ants. Even if the Beiling king was super supreme, so what? It takes no effort to kill the Beiling king.
However, the northern mausoleum King''s generation is very large and his origin is not small. How can there be no super existence behind it? These people can only scold.
Luo Wuji''s eyes gestured to ye QingHan, but ye QingHan pretended not to see it and tried his best to flatter ye QingHan. He hoped to stay here for a while. It would be best if he could step into the early stage of immortal Xuanxian.
"Master, if you say this wine making, the younger generation only knows a little, but I know that the elder not only loves wine, but also Kendo super genius." ye QingHan grinned.
Kendo super genius, who dares to say he is? It''s not easy to take this name. It''s like the first in the world. Once you bear such a title, it''s strange that you won''t be challenged by 100 Kendo masters a day.
The king of Beiling gazed at ye QingHan and asked coldly, "what do you mean? Do you know the super genius of Kendo?"
Ye QingHan said confidently, "I know two people. One of them is born with a human body, but the sword is one! Kendo is unparalleled. His understanding of Kendo is almost perfect. He never forgets the complex kendo. The key is that he is very young. He is the immortal immortal immortal. He is very shaping. The other is Tianjian. He is born with a sword. He is the son of the former. I don''t know if the elder likes it?"
Natural man and sword are one!
This is a natural sword mender and a favorite inheritor of powerful sword maniacs. At first glance, the king of Beiling is a sword maniac. He is bent on pursuing the peak and wants to cultivate a peak kendo. A double leader will be a supreme honor.
"Where is it?" Wang jianmou of Beiling stared and asked in a deep voice.
Ye QingHan looked to the north of smoke and cloud. At this time, he didn''t know where Lin Wutian and Tianjian were.
Yanyunbei immediately came forward and said, "go back to your predecessors. The former is in the main city of Lingyang, and the Tianjian body is in the crazy mansion of qingzunxian country."
The king of Beiling looked at Luo Wuji impolitely and said, "nephew, tell your father to call these two people to Beiling mountain. Martial uncle owes you a favor."
Luo Wuji smiled bitterly and did not know how to refuse. Who made the king of Beiling the "King" of the Immortal Dragon Emperor? He was ranked as a marquis. Therefore, the king of Beiling was also called the Marquis of Beiling, and his status was not even higher than that of too respected marquis.
"You psycho, recommend your crazy people to the king of Beiling. Be careful if he is not satisfied, he will directly kill your people!" Luo Wuji scolded in a cold voice.
Ye QingHan was startled, but he soon recovered his peace. Even if the king of Beiling had a higher vision, he could not ignore the evil spirit of Lin Wutian. As for the Heavenly Sword body, Lin xukong was Lin Wutian''s son. Naturally, they would not be bad. If Lin Wutian and Lin xukong had the backing of the king of Beiling, they would at least be safe.