"Cloud Dragon!"

There was a cold feeling on Lin Jing's face. He threw a nugget of gold on the table and said softly, "Pay the bill!"

Done, but to live in harmony with Tian Hangsheng.

The night was dark and foggy, and the wilderness was bleak and lonely.

Wilderness nights are the most dangerous for practitioners, who spend years traveling between the northern wilderness and how many wilderness areas there are.

This is because not only are mist and wolves to get lost at night, but people who walk in the misty wilderness are pirates.

The composition of these pirates is very complex, not only from how many savage murderers there are in the northern wilderness, but also from a large number of traitors and thieves from the middle state and even in the northern wilderness.

They all have one thing in common, and that is that they are known for their ferocity.

Once in the hands of pirates, how can a few retreat from their bodies?

Moreover, because they walk as mysteriously as the wind, lettuce, as the greatest spiritual gate thousands of miles away, does not help them.

The strongmen of the Little Gate organize their masters to sweep the wasteland in order to eliminate this group of murderous thieves who make a living from robbery. However, instead of gaining anything, they suffered losses.

This group of pirates is very good. They know that they will do what they want and not be praised every hour as a decent spiritual door, so they will never do bad things outside of the foggy wilderness.

Several times, seeing that their damage was limited to the foggy wilderness, he came up with the idea of using the treasures of the sect to destroy them.

This foggy wilderness has completely turned into a chaotic area where no one cares about you.

With the passage of time, no crime occurred, or the devil rushed into the wilderness, they were all called pirates, making the wilderness smoke, and the major Shang dynasties not only lost a lot, but even many people were robbed.

So much so that for a time, every Shang dynasty in the northern wasteland regarded this misty wasteland as a ferocious flood animal. I'd rather stay at home when I have free time than go to many places in the north.

This practice brought to life the people of the Grand Council in many barren areas of the North, whose words would have sent powerful men to exterminate the pirates.

At this moment, a master named Ling Ruoxiu appeared from the sky and swept across the misty wasteland with a cruel and brutal trapping method, without the blood of thieves flowing into the river, trembling with fear.

In less than five years, Ling Ruo had taken all the forces of this misty wilderness into the streets and divided them into twelve forces, the so-called Twelve Cave Pirates.

He claimed to be a snub landowner.

In the depths of the misty wilderness, there are numerous barren mountains, among which there is a looming canyon with no curved bottom under the mountain.

Strangely, there is no fog floating in this trench-like canyon, such as the steep cliffs on both sides of the canyon that have been chopped down with knives and axes, but a boardwalk is straight down.

It's definitely a huge project, scared of the world!

Ouyang Lie struggled to walk on the sidewalk, with a gray-black beard. At this time, his wise eyes were filled with trembling fear.

Ouyang Lie was the only Cloud Dragon Leader in Tiange City who could confront the Lin family, and he had a wealth of insights.

When you can walk up the cliff on the left, below is the trestle bridge of the bottomless abyss, and you can't help but be struck by love and hate.

That vast handwriting can never be completed in a day or two!

No wonder those who have disappeared for years in the foggy wilderness never appear. I guess they were supposed to be done by a bunch of pirates.

It's just not known how many people will be born in the end!

He glanced at the big bag in front of him and sighed, but then he was speechless and laughed. He had time to sympathize with the weak.

I don't know what that means.

Ouyang put this thought behind him and asked the foreman politely, "Manu Cave Master, I don't know how long it will take to meet the owner of this waste land owner?"

"What's the hurry, you can see Wilderness and his old man at the end of the road!"

The big man replied coldly, with a certain amount of contempt in his tone. His steps were so fast that he walked out more than halfway through his speech.

Ouyang Lie's face was sinking, and he just wanted to say something, but he heard Mang Niu's whisper: "Damn dragon bandit, he hasn't even broken through the world of congenital transformation, and he doesn't dare to negotiate with the barren master with self-determination!"

This damn fool!

Ouyang's fierce face was iron blue, and he had the momentum to brush off his sleeves. But when he thought of the orders of those respectable people at the door of the small gate when he was leaving, Mr. Sheng could only endure it for a while.

Ah, when there is no Lin family, the exclusive Tiange, Azu will help me upgrade very hard!

At that time, I came yesterday to deal with these things. Thank you.

He came out of his fierce hair and followed the footsteps of the national bull to the end of the trestle.

The trestle did not reach the sink. There is a hole at the end of the trestle. It wasn't even ten feet before that wide, flat light flickered, and it was clear.

It's a magnificent hall!

Ouyang Lie looked around a little stunned. His fingers are colorful gold pillars that support the cave. The sky, moon and stars carved on it are all cared for by the back of a precious gemstone with dreams.

This hall is large enough that it can be a hundred feet long and wide. In front of it, a staircase that curves upwards is built entirely of brick.

Standing in his place, he could only see a black beat on a golden chair at the top of the gleaming staircase.

Waste landlord Ling Ruohu?

Ouyang Lie felt the tremendous pressure of the people on the golden chair in the distance. He couldn't help but change color in fear. The strong pressure is almost equal to the Azu of the Lingxiao Gate.

And Azu is already a super strong person among spiritual masters of this level. Therefore, the desolate Master Ling Ruohu is not a powerhouse in the realm of spiritual masters.

Such speculation brought fear to Ouyang Lie, and he forcibly held back his face unchanged, but he was already afraid in his heart.

But when he thought of Azu, his heart was a little weak.

Manuel didn't have that arrogant stance. He walked down the golden steps, knelt down on one knee, and said loudly, "My lord, the Yunlong Gang is here!"

Shi Jiedu, a faint voice came from above the golden chair: "Are you Ouyang Lie, the leader of the Cloud Dragon Gang?"

There wasn't much of a voice, like a ringing in the ears, and Ouyang's vitality and blood were turbulent.

Resisting his fear, he first cried out, "My dear friend!

How could Ouyang lie not be satisfied? He was looking for pirates under the command of the worshippers of the Lingxiao Gate. He thought the guests would entertain him. He never wanted to stay up all night looking for pirates. When he saw Ling Ruohu in the wasteland, he didn't even have a seat ready.

Not only that, from Ling Ruohua's empty words, we could feel that the Lord of the Wilderness, who had passed through the fog and wilderness, seemed to be fearless in putting pressure on him.

When he said this, two of them said that Ling Ruoxiu, one of the twelve cave masters, was inactive on the high platform. Manu, one of the twelve cave masters, suddenly took a sip: "Enlarge, in front of the landlord, do you still have questions to ask?"

The powerful momentum and the graceful and burly material brought by the oppression are sufficient.

Ouyang Lie could feel that Mangniu's cultivation had entered the world of innate degeneration. Looking at him, it seems that he is not yet 40 years old, so the young man has already stepped into the world of congenital degeneration. Only this qualification can never be given to me!

(End of chapter)