Chapter Seventy-One: Beamon's Old-Timers

As laughter rang out, two figures appeared at the door of the living room, one more than two meters tall and the other less than one meter, one tall and one short, forming a strong contrast.

Yun Longjian stood up involuntarily, and the powerful momentum exuded by the two of them made people feel a strong sense of depression!

"Uncle, High Priest!" His Majesty King Motima and the High Priest in Red also stood up and saluted respectfully!

Yun Longjian was shocked in his heart! To say that this tall Ryan clan was the predecessor of Modima, but in the past, this little man Beamon was actually called the high priest? Could it be that Beamon had two red-clothed high priests?

"Hehe, don't be restrained, let's sit down!" said the old man of the Ryan clan with a smile.

Yun Longjian secretly observed these two strong men, four words: 'Unfathomable!', the tall old man of the Ryan clan is cultivating martial arts at a glance, and the martial arts cultivation is the highest that Yun Longjian has ever seen, and it is estimated that he is already a diamond-level martial artist, and the other one is an old tortoiseshell with short limbs, and behind him is the unique racial symbol of the tortoiseshell clan, with a thick shell, Yun Longjian just feels that he is very powerful, as for how powerful he really can't see the depth.

"Hehehe, God of War Emissary, there is really something different!" Old Man Ryan looked at Yun Longjian, his eyes full of appreciation.

"Senior, the name of this God of War Envoy is actually a misunderstanding," Yun Longjian explained.

"Hmph, misunderstanding, you have been swaggering and deceiving in the Beamon army for so long in the name of the messenger of the god of war, and now a misunderstanding is over?" the old tortoiseshell stared at Yun Longjian, with anger on his face.

"Your Majesty knew the situation at that time, Long Jian was really helpless, if he didn't serve as the messenger of the god of war Kampas, he wouldn't be able to convince everyone at all."

"That's enough! No need to quibble, there is only one result of insulting the image of Karpas, the god of war, and that is to destroy himself and the temple altar!"

"Senior, you're a little unreasonable, aren't you?" Yun Longjian suddenly became angry, although he was selfish, but he still made great achievements in this war when the Beamon army attacked the Yanxiao Basin, and besides, the identity of this God of War envoy was originally imposed on him by Beamon, and now he wants to find fault with this matter?

"Reasoning? Hmph! Reasoning is always in the hands of the strong! Don't you even understand this reasoning?" The short old tortoiseshell stared at her small round eyes, and an invisible majesty scattered.

"Hahaha, it seems that the seniors want to rely on the strong and bully the weak today?" Yun Longjian laughed angrily.

"You're right, isn't it?" the old tortoiseshell looked at Yun Longjian with a playful expression.

The old man of the Lane clan didn't look angry, and looked at Yun Longjian and the old tortoiseshell with a smile.

"Maybe it's okay for others, but it's definitely not okay for Lao Tzu!" Yun Longjian stared at the old tortoiseshell without showing weakness!

"Hahaha! Lao Tzu?" the old man of the Ryan clan had a gloating expression.

The old tortoiseshell suddenly blushed, "Okay, since you claim to be the messenger of the god of war, the cultivation of the war song is definitely not ordinary, if your war song wins the chat, I will not pursue the matter of you pretending to be the messenger of the god of war" The old tortoiseshell said and pointed to the red-clothed high priest.

"Why is it the red-clothed high priest, do you want to be a shrunken turtle?" Since the other party was unreasonable, Yun Longjian also let it go, and he didn't be polite to the old tortoiseshell at all.

However, the old tortoiseshell doesn't seem to care about Yun Longjian's provocation, Yun Longjian's words are a great insult to anyone, but this old tortoiseshell won't care, because the tortoiseshell clan and the turtle are originally close relatives.

"Just because you still want to compete with the old red-clothed high priest? The old red-clothed high priest can already control all the battle song halos alone, what qualifications do you have to do with the old red-clothed high priest?" The red-clothed high priest Jerome has long been angry because of Yun Longjian's disrespect for the old tortoiseshell, and now he is even more angry!

Yun Longjian only now understands that this old tortoiseshell is actually the previous red-clothed priest.

"Okay, seniors have to be counted when they speak!If I defeat this red-clothed high priest, I hope that my seniors will not dwell on this matter again!" Ignoring the red-clothed high priest Jerome, he looked at the old tortoiseshell and said.

"Hehehe, of course, but there is one thing, I know that you can not only use the battle song, but also the dual cultivation of magic and martial arts, you can't use magic and martial arts" Seeing Yun Longjian facing the battle, the old tortoiseshell smiled, it seems that he felt that it was impossible for Yun Longjian to compete with the red-clothed priest in the battle song.

"Yes, without martial arts and magic, Lao Tzu can still win him!"

"Hmph! arrogant! you want to compete with me just because of your soul chain war song?" The red-clothed priest's face turned red, and it seemed that Yun Longjian's words had made him very angry.

"Hehe, it's really a bit of a sight, I'll be the referee, let's start!" The old man of the Lane clan looked at Yun Longjian with a smile, and there was some expectation in his eyes.

In fact, the old tortoiseshell and old Ryan knew that Yun Longjian could silently send a soul chain war song, but this one war song alone could not win the current red-clothed high priest Jerome, and the current red-clothed high priest Jerome could also silently send a war song, and it was now the sacrifice with the most comprehension of war songs among Beamon.

Seeing that Yun Longjian seemed to be full of confidence, they were very curious in their hearts, could it be that Yun Longjian had recently comprehended other war songs, otherwise why would he compete with the red-clothed high priest?

After the old man of the Lane clan shouted to start, the red-clothed high priest did not immediately start chanting but looked at Yun Longjian leisurely, the red-clothed high priest did not believe that there was anyone other than the old tortoiseshell who could compare with him in terms of chanting speed, he was the same as the old tortoiseshell, and he was very curious about what war song Yun Longjian had comprehended.

Yun Longjian didn't care about him, and sang the popular song "Don't Talk" from the earth with a voice that he thought could charm thousands of girls, and he sang it very devotedly.

What kind of war song is this? It's just nonsense! The high priest in red and the old tortoiseshell laughed in their hearts!

Yun Longjian's singing is more beautiful than Bimeng's battle song, but it doesn't conform to the rhythm of Bimeng's war song at all, and there is no singing power at all, it's just an ordinary song.

"What are you, are you kidding?" these were the words of the Cardinal High Priestess, and he could only say them in his heart now, for he suddenly found that he could not make a sound at all.

Not only the cardinal high priest Jerome, but also King Beamon Motima and Old Ryan also found the same problem, and their eyes immediately widened in shock!

"Huh, you can actually use the siren silence technique of the Naga clan?" the old tortoiseshell looked at Yun Longjian's face with disbelief, and as he spoke, he silently let out a holy war song aura and enveloped the other three.