The sudden change made the middle-aged man in the red robe stunned, but he didn't expect that the man who was smiling before was now furious like a thunderbolt, and this change was too fast. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"You...... Do you know what the Feng clan gave to the old man? What did the Naze clan give to the old man? What did the Yue clan give to the old man?"

As he spoke, Bai Xiaopang dusted off his clothes, "I knew that the Yan clan was so poor, and the old man wouldn't come!"

On the side, the Yan clan patriarch looked at Bai Xiaopang with a puzzled face, "These three clans, what did they give him as a meeting gift?" He wanted to know very much in his heart, but he never dared to ask.

"Senior...... I don't know what the seniors have taken a fancy to? If I don't say a word, I won't be the head of the Yan clan?"

Looking at Bai Xiaopang's flushed face due to anger, the middle-aged man in the red robe was afraid that Bai Xiaopang would do something, so he immediately said impassionedly, even if he was in pain and anger in his heart, he had to smile on his face:

This is the ninth section of the white flag, the real thing!

"What, your strange red flag, give it?" Hearing the middle-aged man in the red robe let out his bold words, Bai Xiaopang gasped, crossed his hands on his hips, and said proudly.

As soon as the words fell, the air around Bai Xiaopang suddenly became cold, and the Yan clan patriarch looked at Bai Xiaopang's eyes with a hint of coldness, and said coldly: "Senior...... This is the foundation of my Yan clan......"

Bai Xiaopang immediately broke out in a cold sweat, his eyes rolled twice, and he immediately laughed and said:

"Hmph...... Isn't it a different flag, my boss already has four different flags, what are you......" Bai Xiaopang glared obliquely, with a look of contempt and disdain.

Before the words fell, the red-robed middle-aged man beside him stiffened in place, and his heart set off a turbulence, "Four different flags, this ......" A trace of sweat broke out on the forehead of the Yan clan master:

Just now, Bai Xiaopang begged for a different red flag, and when the foundation of the Yan clan was endangered, he pretended to be angry, blatantly burst out of the momentum of his whole body, and went towards Bai Xiaopang, but he didn't expect that Bai Xiaopang was not the slightest bit unusual.

The white flag is nine paragraphs, it is true!

However, what he didn't expect was that this seemingly young old immortal actually had a boss, and his strength was already in the ninth stage of the white flag, which was equivalent to the ancient names of the major clans, so he had the boss of the four different flags, wouldn't it......

The red-robed middle-aged man suddenly felt a little cold in his limbs, "Beyond the existence of the white flag!"

"What, don't give me a different flag, take me to the Treasure Pavilion and choose something at random", seeing that the patriarch of the Yan clan was stunned, Bai Xiaopang scratched his head and said helplessly.

The patriarch of the Yan clan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, "If this person insists on changing the red flag, I'm afraid that my Yan clan will definitely encounter a fierce battle."

Thinking of this, the Yan clan leader was obviously a lot more relaxed, and immediately said:

"Senior, please come with me!"

As he spoke, Bai Xiaopang shook his fat body and followed behind the middle-aged man in the red robe, with a serious face, but his heart was full of joy, "I didn't expect that the battle post of the light cold boss was really right!"

"Senior, that's it!"

But in a quarter of an hour, the two came to a vicissitudes of life in front of a quaint stone gate, and the big characters on it were flying and domineering, like a creeping beast - hidden!

"Senior, every time the Treasure Pavilion is opened, it only has ten breaths, and it can bring out up to three treasures each time", next to Bai Xiaopang, the Yan clan leader reminded him.

"Got it, do you think the old man is that kind of greedy person?"

Before the words fell, Bai Xiaopang stepped into the treasure secret room of the Yan clan for a hundred years!

........................

After three breaths, Bai Xiaopang walked out proudly.

Outside the stone gate, the Yan clan lord who was anxiously waiting, saw that Bai Xiaopang came out so quickly, and a smile suddenly appeared on his bitter face, "This is just three breaths of time, I can take away the treasures of my Yan clan, but I can't take away the treasures of my Yan clan."

"I wonder if the seniors are satisfied with the selection?"

The red-robed middle-aged man followed behind Bai Xiaopang and asked with a smile.

"Satisfied...... Very satisfied, you kid...... is more interesting than the boys of those tribes", Bai Xiaopang held up his big belly and said with great relief, "You are so generous, and the deity is not easy to be ruthless!"

The Yan clan patriarch looked at the stone gate behind him and immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Following Bai Xiaopang's side, he asked again:

"Senior, I don't know where ...... come from"

"Oops, the old man almost forgot", before the Yan clan master's voice fell, Bai Xiaopang suddenly said, patted his thigh, and looked regretful with a look of regret, "It's really damn, I almost forgot the boss's business!"

When the Yan clan patriarch heard this, his heart suddenly chuckled, "The feeling is not the main master, but just a messenger, not enough for the messenger of the White Flag Nine Sections, and it is indeed ferocious enough."

"Senior, this side, please!"

The Yan clan leader immediately said, leading Bai Xiaopang towards the Yan clan hall.

Bai Xiaopang frowned slightly, "You don't have to go, you just ask someone to bring the tea, the old man is pressed for time, let's talk while walking", Bai Xiaopang looked determined, and did not give the Yan clan lord a chance to argue, so he walked towards the Yan clan's territory.

"Obey the orders of your predecessors", the red-robed middle-aged man immediately said, but he couldn't help but scold in his heart, "There is time to go to my Yan Clan's Treasure Pavilion, how can I not have time to get to the Yan Clan's hall."

"Boom...... Hmmm......"

Bai Xiaopang cleared his throat with a proud expression:

"I don't know, the little doll of the young master of the Yan clan is there?"

The patriarch of the Yan clan was stunned for a moment, and then said suspiciously, "The dog is now cultivating in the clan, I don't know what the seniors commanded?"

"Old man, I want to give him a great creation!"

Bai Xiaopang waved his robe, put his hands behind his back, and said with an arrogant expression, suddenly feeling that something was wrong, he immediately changed his words, and his expression was still arrogant: "It's the old man and the boss, I want to give him a big creation!"

The patriarch of the Yan clan was overjoyed, "Thank you seniors", but before the words fell, he felt that something was wrong, "I don't know how the dog can be, and he can be so well guided?"

With his back to the Yan clan master, Bai Xiaopang was slightly stunned, then showed a smile, turned around and patted the Yan clan lord's shoulder, and said:

"Hahaha...... This kid is the body of the Nine Separation Holy Flame!"

The red-robed middle-aged man was slightly stunned, "Jiuli Holy Fire Body, what kind of body is this?Isn't the most powerful person in cultivating the Red Flag Wuyan Leaving Fire Body?" Carefully savored what Bai Xiaopang said in his heart twice, and the red-robed middle-aged man's brows became tighter and tighter.

"Ridiculous...... The Yang Yan Clan didn't even know what the Nine Separation Sacred Flame was, and the pride of the heavens of the Qinglian Continent was buried like this!"

On the red earth, a hoarse and desolate smile sounded from Bai Xiaochubby.

"Senior...... I don't know if the seniors can analyze it, what is the Nine Separation Holy Flame?" The Yan clan leader pondered for a long time and couldn't understand it, and finally had to ask.

I don't know how many years ago, there were ten suns on the mainland, but now, this vast green lotus is just one sun. The other nine have all fallen."

Bai Xiaopang's face reminisced about the vicissitudes of life, as if he was recalling that distant time.

"The nine suns fell, and after 10,000 years, they turned into nine sacred flames. And in the world today, there is only one body that can accommodate these nine kinds of sacred fires to achieve the supreme path."

The eyes of the Yan clan leader have already emitted a clear light:

"This body is the body of the Nine Separation Sacred Flames?"

Bai Xiaopang glanced at his lips, took out a pitch-black and quaint box from the ring, and threw it to the Yan clan leader, his voice was indifferent and hoarse:

"This thing is for that kid, as long as he can succeed and live through that day, my eldest brother promises to take him as an apprentice, personally educate him, and ensure that he wins the world."

"Senior, is the dog really the body of the Nine Leaves Holy Flame?" the Yan clan leader looked incredulous.

"What's this?" Bai Xiaopang glanced at the middle-aged man in the red robe, and said disdainfully, "My eldest brother is the body of the Nine Separation Holy Fire, if it weren't for the search for a successor, the old man would have come here, it would really exhaust my mule."

After saying that, Bai Xiaopang had already walked away, and the green figure rode the thin mule upside down, going farther and farther......

"Congratulations to the seniors", on the red earth, the Yan clan leader was still immersed in the beauty of the body of the Nine Leaves Holy Fire, looking at the simple and heavy box in his arms, with a smile on his face, he was about to open it, but there seemed to be an echo of Bai Xiaopang in his ears:

"This thing can only be opened by that little doll himself......"