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Mang Bad looked around the entire viewing platform, all eyes were fixed here, he saw the only master, saw Yu Ye, saw the patriarchs of the various clans in the three cities and three domains, saw the patriarchs of the other clans in the Nine Shadows Continent, the young talents of the various clans, saw all the Mang disciples on the Mang Clan's viewing platform, and finally, in a corner, saw the figure he had been looking for for a long time, Yao Wen. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info Yaowen bit her lip tightly, a trace of blood appeared on her lips, what kind of battle her man had experienced, she knew very well how much her man had paid for this battle, and she knew better, she won, really won.

Suddenly, the entire viewing platform darkened suddenly, and then lit up again, and the medicine Wen in the corner just now was gone.

"Ancestors, that's what you call fair, right? Twenty years ago, my father was killed, my mother was martyred, and my brother Mangyu was directly arranged to participate in the big competition twenty years later. Today, Xiaobi, people from Mangzun's lineage have targeted me one after another, and now they are directly doing it to my bad daughter-in-law. Three cities, three domains and one Mang clan, is this how the Mang clan is shown to Jiuyou? Mang Bad watched Yao Wen disappear suddenly, and asked loudly.

Qingyun Qingfeng and the two looked at Mang Zun at the same time, and the only person who could arrange for someone to control Yao Wen at the first time was the current patriarch of the Mang clan.

"Mang Bad, stop it, you have already won, and you have exhausted the scenery, I can assure you that I will let Mang Tian go directly to the Tower of Tongtian to cultivate, and he will not appear in the Nine Shadows Continent for a hundred years. I will also accept the arrangement of the elder seat, you will directly become the patriarch of the Mang clan, if you have any requests, you can also put it forward, I just want to exchange my great-grandson's life. A request to you as an elder. Mang Zun said, and all the awakened tower beads on his body were displayed.

"Martial Emperor Rank 7, Mangzun is hidden deep enough." Qing Clan Patriarch Qing Gang said. In less than a hundred years, from the realm of the martial master to the realm of the martial emperor, it cannot be said to be a genius.

"Patriarch of the Mang clan, what a big chair, if I don't let it go, the fish will die and the net will be broken, and Yao Wen will die, and you will also find ways to deal with me and Mangyu, right. The realm of Emperor Wu violates the clan rules, and the Elder's Mansion will seal you for a thousand years at most, imprison you for a thousand years, and a thousand years is nothing for cultivators, you can only make money and not lose money in this kind of business, right? Mang Bad asked with a gloomy face, and then glanced at the two ancestors, Mang Qingyun and Mang Qingfeng.

With a "bang", a hole was torn open in the void, and then two figures rushed out of it one after the other. "If anyone dares to make a move on my apprentice and daughter-in-law, I don't care what three cities, three domains or the Mang clan, I have lived alone for thousands of years, and I have already lived enough, and I have earned everything I kill, so I accepted this apprentice, and the apprentice is now a woman, whoever dares to make a move, I will destroy his entire clan, I will not kill those who can't be killed, and I can't run away if I kill them." The only one tore open the space and said fiercely.

"Patriarch, the ghost is useless, I couldn't catch this girl." A black-clothed man of the fifth level of the Martial Emperor said.

"Eighteen flashes of clothes and the seventh flash, spread all over the sky, the eighth flash, the clouds roll up and the clouds are shu, haha, it is worthy of our granddaughter-in-law, Mang is bad at ease, if anyone dares to make another hand medicine Wen, I will be the first to spare him, a good little girl, less than twenty years old, since you can use the eighteen flashes of the clothes to make the eighth flash, how do you solve the problem of Tazhu, Xiaobi After that, I will go to Qingmang Mountain to find you and Mang, haha, Mang, you married a good daughter-in-law." Mang Hurt said loudly, and in a flash, he was already guarding Yao Wen's side.

"Twenty years of grievances, it's time to calculate it, after Xiaobi, Mang Zun enters the Elder's Mansion, and let the people on the grievance stage solve the grievances themselves." Mang Qingyun said. "Mang, no one will bother you anymore, it's up to you to kill or not."

"Qingyun Ancestor, I Mangzun only want to spare Mangtian's life, do you not want to give this to the Mang clan? A genius like Mang Tian should also die on the battlefield of a foreign race, I originally took Mang Tian to the Tower of Babel to participate in the war, just to spare his life. Mang Zun looked at the elders of the Mang Clan's viewing platform and said.

"If my father hadn't died, everything would have been negotiable, and now, I'm just collecting some interest. Patriarch Mangzun, it's too late for you to say anything now. Let's end it," he said, and Mang's short sword stabbed straight at Mangtian's heart. At that moment, two phantoms suddenly appeared on the grievance platform, one grabbed the short sword with one hand, and the other carried the mangtian lying on the grievance platform, and was about to flee when the entire grievance platform was suddenly blocked by a powerful external force.

"Mangyun greets the elders, Elder Taishang, is this our Mang's Xiaobi?" A phantom of nearly 100 meters appeared on the grievance platform, "Haha, my Mangyun Yimai is so easy to bully, Elder Qingyun Qingfeng, don't you explain?" Did they just acquiesce to their actions? ”

"Mangyun, it is Mangyun who entered the Tower of Babel in the battle of Dabi of the Mang clan a hundred years ago, it turns out that he is really not dead." The patriarch of the Jin clan said with a smile.

"Brother Jin, can you see clearly what Mangyun is now?" The Qing patriarch asked.

"I can't see clearly, the coercion of the phantom is like the peak of the Martial Emperor, and the deity is only strong and not weak, I don't know if I have already entered the holy realm," Jin Zhu said.

"Brother Mangzun, meet again, Emperor Wu is level seven, not bad, no wonder the Elders' Mansion sells your face so much. If the ancestors of the Tower of Babel knew that the Mang clan was so smoky now, would you say that they would be angry to death? Bad boy, yes, go finish your little competition, I see who would dare to interfere again. Mang Tian said.

"Mang Soul, take Mang Tian away, quickly, Mang Yun is just a phantom, it won't last long." Mang Zun shouted at the grievance platform.

"Patriarch, I, I can't move." Mang, who was ready to save people on the grievance stage, said.

"Elder Qingyun Qingfeng, if you want to save people, you can try, Mangtian's doll is really good, thirty-year-old Wuzun, but the people behind the means will eventually pay a price. Mang Tian's death, the murderer is not Mang, it is the elder's mansion of the Mang clan, it is the patriarch Mangzun, and the ghost domain night family, after a hundred years, I will go out of the Tower of Tongtian, and I will settle some accounts with you at that time. Mangs are bad, and interest is charged. Mangyun roared.

He lost to Mangzun, entered the Tower of Babel at the age of twelve or eighteen, and in a hundred years, he broke through a desperate situation, broke the conspiracy, beheaded the Emperor Wu, and fought the Emperor Wu, step by step towards the top of the Tower of Babel, and there was only one driving force, the Xingmang clan.

After reaching the realm of Emperor Wu on the Tower of Babel, Mang Yun could clearly understand all the things in the Nine Shadows Continent, and he watched his son Mang Lei being killed, and his grandson Mang Qing being killed but couldn't save him. On the eighth floor of the Tower of Babel, you can obtain the Arcana and refine the Phantom Incarnation, and the Phantom can leave the Tower of Babel for an hour within a month.

Mang Clan Xiaobi stopped cultivating and began to pay attention to Mang Yun at the beginning, and waited until Mang Rat announced that the last battle was against Mang Tian by his great-great-grandson Mang, and during the entire battle process, Mang Yun looked at what the Mang Clan Elder's Mansion did, and wanted to sacrifice the phantom again and again, but he couldn't help it, he wanted to see where his great-grandson could play.

It wasn't until Mang Bad used his Yin and Yang Fingers to defeat Mang Tian that Mang Yu was ready to sacrifice the phantom to prevent Mang Zun from making it bad.

Mang Yun didn't expect that Mang Zun would let the clansmen threaten Mang Bad with Mang's daughter-in-law, and what was even more ridiculous was that the Mang Clan Elder's Mansion actually acquiesced, Mang Yu looked at the entire grievance platform, looked at the reaction of the entire Mang Clan, and laughed loudly on the eighth floor of the Tower of Babel, this is the Mang Clan who is desperately trying to prosper.

"Mangtian, die, all grievances began because of your father, but they can't end with me, and I will find someone else to settle the rest of the accounts." As he spoke, Mang Bad stabbed a sword into Mang Tian's chest, Mang Tian's eyes widened, and in an instant, there was no longer any life.

"Mang Bad, back then, your father Mangqing killed my grandson Manggang, and today you killed my great-grandson Mangtian, and in the future, we will never die." Mang Zun shouted loudly, and a coercion directly covered the entire grievance platform. Mang, who was already weak in breath, was overwhelmed.

"Mangzun, don't be disrespectful to the old, if you want to compete, I'll play with you with this phantom." After speaking, the hundred-meter phantom waved his hand, and the power of the grievance platform was almost gone, and then, the phantom emitted a dark red light to envelop Mangzun, and Mangzun suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

"This is the realm of the Martial Saint, I didn't expect Mangyun to reach the realm of the Martial Saint with a phantom, and the Mang clan is very prosperous." On the viewing platform, an old man who looked like an ascetic muttered to himself.

"Qingyu Ancestor, you said this is the realm of the Martial Saint?" A young man next to the old man asked.

"What is it if it's not a martial saint? The seventh level of the Martial Emperor was easily suppressed, and only the Martial Saint could do it, what a Cloud Saint phantom. ”

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