How solemn and majestic the scene was.

Feng Moyuan is so indifferent.

"You're Feng Moyuan?"

Su Ao frowned, and glanced at Feng Moyuan, who was sitting on the chair in surprise.

and the old man who stood beside him, always bowing his head and bending down.

What made him sigh was that this old man turned out to be a Mahayana peak realm powerhouse, although he was suppressed in the lower realm.

This is the pinnacle power of the entire Eight Desolations!

When the words fell, Jiang Lao stepped forward and looked at Su Ao.

"Presumptuous, how can you call your son's name at will? Don't kneel down and admit your mistakes! ”

What is called domineering.

Jiang Lao is exactly like this.

Although Su Ao's strength is even higher than Jiang Lao's, what is it?

Feng Moyuan was standing behind him, but he was the pinnacle force of the Heavenly Domain, with such a background, how could he be afraid?

As soon as these words came out, Su Ao's side was suddenly unhappy.

In particular, Su Wu looked furious: "What are you, a small Mahayana realm that dares to talk to my father like this?" ”

"I think you're looking for death!"

Su Ao frowned and stretched out his hand to interrupt the latter.

His serious gaze was always on Feng Moyuan, so much so that he never looked at Jiang Lao directly.

"Dare to ask your Excellency who is the person of the force, and why did you seriously injure my son!"

"Please give me an explanation today, otherwise don't blame me for not giving face to the Su family in the Heavenly Domain!"

A pun intended.

While reporting his family's name, he wanted to find out the origin of Feng Moyuan.

However, to his disappointment, Feng Moyuan was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he glanced at Jiang Lao next to him, and said disdainfully: "Canglan Su family, have you heard of it?" ”

Jiang Lao still bowed his head and didn't smile, but shook his head silently: "The old slave hasn't heard of it." ”

Then he added: "Presumably it is just some unpopular forces, and they can't get into the eyes of the son!" ”

After Jiang Lao finished speaking, he honestly bowed his head and bent down to stand behind Feng Moyuan.

It's as quiet as a patron saint.

These words made the Su family and Su Ao next to them extremely angry.

Slap in the face, humiliation!

This is a naked stomp on their faces on the ground!

What is unbearable!

I heard someone humiliate his group like this.

How could Su Ao and the others endure it?

Especially the two brothers Su Wu and Su Hong, one left and one right, with fierce eyes.

The two of them were already some gentlemen in the upper realm, when had they ever been so insulted?

Not to mention in this kind of nether realm where you raise your hands to cover the sky!

"What kind of thing are you, you dare to humiliate me and other people in the upper realm like this, how can you not find death!"

Su Hong's right hand was raised high, saluting first and then soldiering.

But Su Hong next to him seemed to have lost his life.

The spear in his right hand had already poked towards the three of them.

The spear stirred like a dragon in the night, and the wind struck.

Everyone in the Su family turned pale, and looked at Feng Moyuan with shock and worry.

It's okay to say that Childe wins, but if Childe loses in their hands, their Su family will also suffer!

Feng Moyuan still had that light and breezy appearance, and he didn't even move at all about the spear in front of him.

It's like a playhouse's stuff.

Just when the spear was about to touch Feng Mo Yuan, Jiang Lao, who had always been calm next to him, moved!

The right hand slammed into it, and a strong wind struck, like a wild dragon.

The two raptors touched each other, and the dark night sky seemed to explode.

A wave of air rushed out and swept wildly in all directions.

Wolf smoke, soil, and house aura, all mixed together, flew into the air.

There are even some people in the Su family who have a low cultivation level, and they have been turned into pieces under the baptism of the wind.

It's as tragic as that sentence, immortals fight and mortals suffer.

On the mountain behind the Su family, the huge mountain hundreds of zhang high turned into gravel under the aftermath.

It fell in the sky like a meteor shower.

The Su family of Nuoda was destroyed by more than half of it in just one breath.

Feng Moyuan saw endless smoke and dirt in front of him, and tea in his hand was as plain as autumn.

Everything around him didn't seem to be worth his attention.

In his opinion, these true gods in front of him were nothing more than that.

Vicissitudes...

He knows it.

After all, Canglan was the land of his mother's sect, so he knew that there was such a place.

But he really hasn't heard of the Su family!

Shaking his head helplessly, since he had not heard of this force, it was enough to show that this force was not strong.

At least it doesn't interest him.

"What? Scared? ”

Looking at Yan Condensation, who was fat and changed, his brows were slightly furrowed, and his hands were tightly clenched together, Feng Moyuan couldn't help but ask with a soft smile.

Yan condensed her delicate body and nodded: "Childe... Their cultivation ... ”

"It's just two True God Realm garbage, and three are above the True God Realm, so there's no need to worry."

Feng Moyuan said lightly.

It's as if it's narrating an insignificant matter.

Yan condensed in his ears and shocked in his heart.

What is just, what is worried.

You must know that a powerhouse in the upper realm is a god-like existence in the entire Eight Desolations.

Hands push the existence of the nineteen states.

In the mouth of the child, it turned out to be just...

Feng Moyuan's calmness on his side was also extremely puzzled in Su Ao's eyes.

What is his origin, under such a huge disparity in strength, he is not only panicking.

On the contrary, he is calm and composed, could it be that he really has some terrible means?

"A mere Canglan Su family, dare to make a move on the son, you really don't know how to write dead words!"

"Do you want to be destroyed?"

Jiang Lao returned to Feng Moyuan's side, his eyes hidden in the black robe were blood-red, and his voice was hoarse.