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In fact, at this moment, the silver-haired old man seemed to be fine, but in fact, he should have suffered a lot of injuries.

His world-shaking true anger is not so easy to pick up!

As soon as his thoughts reached this point, he saw that the old man's left and right bodies suddenly turned almost half of his clothes into ashes, and they were all burned by the crimson flames. The other half is all frozen.

But not only that, the power of the Ice Flame Spiral, in the other party's body, is constantly transforming and changing.

The silver-haired old man finally couldn't hold back any longer, and a mouthful of blood foamed out of his mouth. But I also borrowed this blood to spit out all the remnants of true strength.

Zong Shou smiled coldly and ignored it again. Looking indifferently at his feet, he directly stabbed the sword into the heart of the master Fatian's forehead, and suddenly a trace of blood continued to overflow.

"Do you think that Lone is talking to you about conditions? Lone is the will, even if all of your Snow Lion Clan are destroyed, you need to do it for me, do you understand?"

Shi Fatian only felt that it was humiliating and abnormal, and struggled hard, but he was always stepped on by the feet of the sect guard, pressed to the ground, and couldn't move.

"Gu Zhier waited under the sea of clouds, he has always been accustomed to being comfortable, unruly, and ignorant of the rules. But here, it is above the sea of clouds, under the rule of the Qiantian Mountain! I can forgive you and others once, but there is a second time, and the clan will definitely be destroyed!"

While talking, Zong Shou used the tip of the sword to swim in the center of Shi Fatian's eyebrows, and blood threads were drawn out. In the end, it turned out to be a slave, and the word was written on his forehead.

The silver-haired old man was suddenly furious, and he didn't dare to move at the moment. Shi Dingyuan, along with several brothers, were also stunned, but they were all under the pressure of that momentum and couldn't move.

"Don't you Snow Lion Clan believe in the strong and the weak? The weak should die, right? Then you should understand now that Ruolan is stronger than you, just because she is alone! The only reason why you are still alive is because Ruolan she doesn't want you people to die. The land you are standing on now is also a lonely gift to Ruolan, not you, but you can understand Diao"

As he spoke, the tip of the sword pierced inward even more, and a trace of world-shattering true strength rushed into the inner and swam around.

When the master of the Fa Tian immediately felt the tendons and veins of his whole body, like countless steel knives, he was broken inch by inch. The power of fire and ice is constantly in conflict.

The pain that made him want to end his life immediately spread all over his body, making the muscles of his face distorted.

In the end, there was a terrible hiss.

Zong Shou didn't care, and the smile between his eyebrows was even more cruel.

I was about to torture this guy again to leave a deeper impression. The placket was pulled hard by Shi Ruolan. When I lowered my head, I saw this little girl, with a pleading look on her face.

Zong Shou was helpless for a while, but he was extremely breathless for a while, and he had no choice but to let go of this teacher. However, before moving his foot away, he stepped on the canopy again, and with a loud sound, the body of this master Fatian fell into the ground again.

Then he didn't look back, just turned around and left. He really has nothing to say to these people. ...,

However, he had only just taken a few steps when he listened to the old priest of the Snow Lion Clan, and said in a respectful voice: "Your Excellency stays! I don't know if Ruolan can be left? She has the Wild Lion Snow Seal, she is the real blood of my Snow Lion Clan, and it is too important for my clan. The ancestors blessed the true descendants of our clan to reappear in the clan, and the rise and fall of our clan is a matter of our clan. I beg your lord to hand her over to my master to take care of. ”

As soon as these words came out, the teacher Fatian and the teacher Dingyuan were both slightly startled, and looked at the silver-haired old man with verifying eyes. The latter, on the other hand, was pale and did not say a word.

Around this place, there was already a crowd of emotions. But the snow lion clansmen, who couldn't help, all looked at each other when they heard the words at this moment. Some of them couldn't believe it, and set their eyes on Shi Ruolan,

How could this little girl, who is also extremely weak among the ordinary lion clan, be the true descendant of the snow lion clan?

But looking at the old sacrifice, the words are chiseled, and the anxious color on his face does not seem to be a fake.

Zong Shou also froze, and smiled at Shi Ruolan in his arms: "Little girl, do you want to go with me?" or do you want to stay in the clan?"

Shi Ruolan hesitated slightly, but after a while, she felt that the warmth in Zong Shou's arms was even more attractive.

On the contrary, within the clan, the suffocating indifference is intimidating.

At that moment, he shook his head directly and hugged Zong Shou tightly. She would rather leave with this stranger who would treat her well than stay in this familiar clan.

Zong Shou immediately laughed, although he had made up his mind, even if Shi Ruolan wanted to stay, he would forcibly take her away. But now that I heard this answer, I was also quite relieved.

However, this Shi Bin seems to be a reasonable person. Zong Shou's eyes narrowed slightly, and he turned back with a smile.

"Do you regret it? I'm afraid it's too late. That's it, don't blame Gu for not giving you a chance, in the future, your snow lion clan really wants Ruolan to come back. Then bring sixty-four heavenly lions, let these bastards, kneel down to welcome the long salute, and come to Qiantian Mountain to invite her back one by one."

After the words were spoken, Zong Shou was no longer willing to talk to these people, and climbed into the cloud turning car.

Behind Hu Zhongyuan, he threw aside the remaining fur fur on his body with some heartache.

In fact, he is not cold, he has practiced martial arts to the Xuanwu realm, he is full of blood and energy, and he is not afraid of cold and heat. Even if you are naked, you don't care about it in this winter.

Wearing this fur fur is just for show.

This was the first fifth-order spirit beast he had personally hunted under the sea of clouds, and it was of extraordinary significance and extremely rare.

With a sigh of snort, Hu Zhongyuan despised it, glanced at the many snow lion people here, and then followed everyone and walked away one after another.

A Cloud Turning Mu, along with a dozen fourth-order riding beasts, had already moved away from the abandoned city gate in just a moment.

It was also when Zong Shou's Cloud Turning Mou finally disappeared from view. Among the several children of the teacher, a silver-haired girl was filled with righteous indignation: "Deceive people too much! What does he think of us as snow lions? Who would be rare with that girl." That scourge star, take away the better"

Before the words fell, the silver-haired old man first snorted coldly. A palm was thrown out, and it snapped immediately, and the whole body made a crisp sound. It was a slap that slapped the girl alive!

Shi Fatian's face was gloomy, and he didn't even care about it, but asked in a calm tone: "Brother, you said that Na Ruolan is the descendant of my Snow Lion clan, is this true?

"You dare to call him by his name?"

The silver-haired old man glared fiercely at Shi Fatian, revealing a look of annoyance that hated iron and steel: "I heard that this person only had an important victory not long ago. With the power of five provinces, resist the three kingdoms. Not only did it regain lost territory, but it is also said that it expanded the country. On the battlefield, there has never been a defeat, and it is said that there is no equivalent force in the east of Yunlu. The prosperity of the country, even when our lion department is in its heyday, is not as good. Such a character, even if it is really as rumored, has no power to fight chickens, he is worthy of our respect and is qualified to become the king of the demon clan. Moreover, now, that man is indeed our lord. How dare you call it that?"...,

Shi Fatian's expression was gloomy and he didn't say a word. However, after a while, he listened to the silver-haired old man, and sneered again: "Rumors are just rumors after all! People who can convince the three tribes of bears, tigers, and wolves really think that he has no cultivation at all? After my lion clan, the strong are respected, and there is indeed nothing wrong." That demon king is not only stronger than you, but also surpasses me. With just one word, my snow lion clan can fall into a state of no return, what kind of courage do you have to dare to contradict him? Do you really think that it is still under the sea of clouds, when you are full of words? Under the eaves of people, how can there be a reason not to bow your head? I think you don't have to be the patriarch. After today, I will take up the position of patriarch under Luo Tianqin! Within a few years, I will find a way to welcome Ruolan back one by one."

Shi Fatian's body shook slightly, and he looked at the silver-haired old man fixedly. Although he was reluctant in his heart, he didn't dare to disobey his intentions, and only asked in shock: "In this way, Ruolan is really my snow lion lineage." ”

"Snow Lion in the Palm of Your Hand"

This time, it was the old priest who answered, and he smiled bitterly: "I should have thought of it a long time ago, our lineage, the blood of the divine beast inherited." The Six Spirit Snow Lion, another name, is not the lion in the palm of her hand? No wonder Ruolan has such a thin body. This girl is not only the descendant of my snow lion clan, but also the blessing of the ancestors of the past generations.

The Wild Lion Snow Seal, her future is unthinkable. I only know that the previous generation, the person who had the Wild Lion Snow Seal, was an ancestor thousands of years ago. With the power of the Wild Lion Snow Seal, he has the ability to log in to the Holy Realm early."

The gaze of the spirit law immediately shrank, and a pair of hands clenched the placket of the clothes. Endless remorse, suddenly gnawing at the heart.

What the demon king said was actually true! This Shi Ruolan is really a pure-blooded descendant of their master's family!

The purity of blood is several times stronger than his eldest son and second son!

I vaguely knew that I was afraid that I had lost something, and Lingfakong's voice was even drier.

"If that's the case, then why do you two sit back and watch her being taken away?"

"Sit back and watch, just rely on me, can you stop it? I see that the demon king has not only mastered the sword intent and the legendary Wang Jian Dao secret martial arts. The spiritual method is also clearly divided to the realm of night travel. And then there are those young people, but they are all extraordinary, especially the person with the gun, even you, and it may not be his opponent!

The voice was leisurely, saying these appalling words. The tone of the old priest sank slightly.

"It's Fatian, why do you dare to treat Ruolan like this, knowing that Ruolan is valued by the demon king?"

Seeing the teacher Fatian, he was silent and refused to speak. Shi Bin's gaze moved to Shi Fatian's children again. After an instant, he already understood, and after a cold snort, he brushed his sleeves away.

"After three rì, send all of them to the Qiantian Mountain. Let the king dispose of it until he is deflated. It is better for a person who causes trouble for his clan than to die!" ）