Ye Luo walked out abruptly.

The people of the major forces who were watching couldn't help but be shocked, who is this? The powerful Gu Peng Gongzi of the Heavenly Dao Sect could only walk six steps in this formation, and the Daokong monk of the ancient and mysterious Hanging Temple also returned with a halberd, who is this young man?

"He's from the Loulan Holy Land?" Some people were surprised, because Ye Luo had walked out of the crowd in the Loulan Holy Land.

"The Loulan Holy Land is as famous as the Hanging Temple, all of which have been inherited from the ancient period, and the heritage is incomparably terrifying and profound, and it is rumored that the sacred beast Qingniu in the Loulan Holy Land is the one ridden by Lao Tzu who once went west out of Hanguguan, which is extremely mysterious.

Could it be that this young man is a hidden terrifying genius in the Holy Land of Loulan? "Some people were shocked, after all, there have been so many people who have failed, and the people present are all elite disciples of the major forces, and now they don't have a certain strength, and no one has gone to the battle anymore.

Failure, after all, is a very embarrassing thing.

"Aren't most of the genius disciples in the Loulan Holy Land all women? This young man can't be the Holy Son of the Loulan Holy Land, right? It's just that the Loulan Holy Land has only heard of a holy woman, and has never said that there is a holy son. "Someone was surprised.

Ye Luo's back was flat, and he had just taken two steps, when he suddenly heard such a shocking discussion, and suddenly said lightly: "I originally wanted to be low-key, hey,."

The corners of Chu Xiaohuan's mouth twitched, his face was a little ugly, and said: "It's going to be embarrassing now, I forgot, he can't see the formation at all, and he still pretends to be so forced, he really thinks it's flat land with nothing." ”

"Uncle Ye, this ...... Alas, forget it, anyway, that formation pattern will not hurt people, it will only force people to return back along the same path, if you are embarrassed, it will be a shame, and it can be regarded as letting Uncle Ye have a long experience, otherwise, with Uncle Ye's temperament of pretending to be forced, in the cultivation world, sooner or later he will have to suffer a big loss. Zhou Xiaoyu couldn't help but shake his head and said.

The people of the other major forces still don't know the details of Ye Luo, seeing that Ye Luo said so lightly, with a brisk step, an indifferent expression, every move, as if with a contempt and contempt for the tattoos, with a hidden master's breath, quite a holy son style, some monks, looking at Ye Luo's eyes, are a little more dignified.

However, there were also some geniuses with profound strength, and their brows were furrowed, because they all found that Ye Luo's body seemed to have very weak aura fluctuations, and he only had the appearance of just one layer of qi cultivation.

"He is not a genius at all, let alone our Holy Son, and even, he is not a person from our Loulan Holy Land at all, he is just a waste!" At this moment, a female disciple beside the arrogant girl in the Loulan Holy Land suddenly spoke, with a touch of contempt in her tone.

"What, not from the Loulan Holy Land?" Some people were stunned.

"He—didn't he come out of your Loulan Holy Land?" Someone asked.

"Then he is not from our Holy Land, his real identity is the astral waste who fell into the Styx forbidden area ten months ago, and I don't know what shit luck he had, and came out alive!" The female disciple spoke again.

"Yes, since he is the uncle of the three female disciples in our Holy Land, our Holy Land will take him in." The arrogant girl in the Loulan Holy Land also said lightly.

Then, she said: "You guys are laughing, a waste has never seen anything in the world, and he doesn't know what a formation pattern is, so he broke in ignorantly. ”

"Huh! It turns out that this is the case, paralyzed, a waste, I thought it was some kind of hidden genius of the Holy Son, I just worshipped it. One of the disciples' faces suddenly darkened.

"Most of the true Holy Son geniuses are in seclusion among the major Holy Land Sects, where will they come to Shenshi City, and a powerful and terrifying Holy Son like the Holy Son of Moyue will only travel here after going out of the customs and training, otherwise, it will be difficult for us to meet each other at our level." Someone shook their heads.

"This waste, damn, it's really the same as a pen, so many powerful monks can't pass it, he actually walked over with a pen, is it because of the divorce, was he hit a little insane?"

"It's really possible, if nothing else, Huo Aotian and Ning Cai'er will get married in Shangqing Sect in a month's time, and this waste will still have the face to appear here."

The monks who were watching were talking a lot, but among this group of monks, a girl wearing blue clothes, clear eyes, a charming face, and a hint of narrowness on her face looked at Ye Luo's back and looked shocked.

This girl is the Shangqing Sect who has seen Ye Luo twice before, the mysterious girl of Xiaozhu Peak, Bizhu.

"He turned out to be the waste Ye Luo who was divorced?" Bizhu was shocked in his eyes, muttered to himself, and then said: "Two punches to abolish Liu Yuan, who is the eighth layer of Qi training, one punch to blow up the mountain seal, and Zhao Gang who is the ninth layer of Qi training in the alley, is he really a waste?" If this is all rubbish, then what are these monks who are laughing at here? ”

Bizhu was shocked, and then said, "He, can he practice?" If he could get out alive during this Blood Moon Incident in Shenshi City, would he go to the one-year appointment a month later? Above the wedding of the fire ......"

Bizhu looked at Ye Luo's back, and suddenly felt that there seemed to be a lot of secrets hidden in this man.

"Amitabha, Bizhu Fairy, long time no see." Just when Bizhu was shocked, the Daokong monk of the ancient mysterious Hanging Temple, who was as famous as the Moyue Holy Son, came over at some point, opened his mouth to speak, and then said: "The fairy seems to have been looking at that young man all along, you knew each other before?" ”

"When we meet in Pingshui, we have met once, but we don't know each other." Bizhu smiled, but did not reveal some information about Ye Luo.

In the formation, Ye Luo had already taken five or six steps forward in the discussions, contempt, contempt, and various complicated eyes of everyone, and the pace was still relaxed, and he continued to move forward, as if he was walking on the ground.

"Huh! He's gone six steps. Finally, after a short discussion, a monk suddenly glanced up at Ye Luo, and couldn't help but be a little shocked.

"Damn, I'm so lucky, I can't just walk on the flaw in the formation, right?" Some people wondered.

"Stupid people have stupid blessings, a waste, even six steps can be walked, it's really rare, it's really dripping shit luck, if he can take two more steps forward, I'll eat shit!" There were monks who mocked.

"Hey, look, he's walking forward again, seven steps, eight steps, nine steps, I'm grass, he's still walking, why do I feel like he's walking on the ground?" A monk's eyes widened and his expression was shocked, and the monk who had just said that he was eating suddenly froze.