Chen Zhuo's face turned a little red, and he was dejected at this moment, his eyes were full of coldness.

"Why don't you die?

The martial arts department was stinked by a few of them, how can it still have prestige?

How will the Terrans be managed in the future? ”

Chen Zhuo asked the staff beside him.

Bang Bang Bang ......

All of them lowered their heads and tapped on the keyboard as quickly as possible, for fear that Chen Zhuo's gaze would lock on them.

"You, these young people, are thinking about this and that banquet."

Chen Zhuo glanced at the staff in the entire office with deep meaning:

"It's all up to this status, most of you used to be Tianjiao, what martial arts department are you coming from?

Typing the keyboard every day, does it work?

Why don't you go to the Godfall battlefield and fight it?

Even if you die, your family is glorious, isn't it? ”

He said to himself, and the rest of the staff bowed their heads to deal with their work, not daring to speak.

At this time, a woman's urn said in a loud voice:

"Second elder, Lin Tian is coming, are we going to pick up the Martial Arts Department?

Is it possible for the Protoss and the Feather Clan to cancel the transaction? ”

Her voice fell, and a hint of interest appeared on Chen Zhuo's face and said:

"Do you think that kid Lin Tian is willing to cooperate with our Martial Arts Department?"

The woman was stunned and shook her head bitterly.

"Hehe, if I were him, I wouldn't be out of the mountain, and I would cultivate until the Martial Saint and directly overthrow this bullshit martial arts department.

The martial arts department is really bad, I want to go and slaughter the sky. ”

Chen Zhuo sneered, but he was extremely irritable in his heart, and continued to ask:

"Then do you think Lin Tian can suppress Moyan by himself?"

The woman pursed her mouth, worried in her heart, only felt that the two elders at the moment were too aimed at herself, and said cautiously:

"It should be possible."

Chen Zhuo smiled and said:

"That Moyan is already a hundred years old, his father is the ultimate martial saint caster, and he has been trained to kill since he was a child, he has the will to be honorable, honorable!"

The woman was stunned, and the demon in Chen Zhuo's mouth was indeed terrifying.

But Lin Tian has never suffered any defeats along the way.

She was unconvinced, but she still felt that Lin Tian was invincible.

Chen Zhuo glanced at the other party and smiled:

"You have seen too little, Lin Tian is the most strange Tianjiao I have ever seen, and he has cultivated to this point in just a few months.

But after a few months of cultivation, how can you compare to Moyan's Martial Saint Father?

That Jiang Daoheng has a Candle Bright Holy Body, the Candle Holy Body of the Martial Saint of the King of Xinjiang, and he is still pressed and beaten by Mo Yan in the way of physique.

As soon as the will bursts out, good guy, kneel down directly and salute, shame. ”

Chen Zhuo sneered, extremely disdainful in his heart.

The woman opened her mouth and was speechless, what Chen Zhuo said was extremely true.

The invincible Lin Tian in her heart seemed to be really unable to defeat Moyan.

"Then we ......," someone began.

"We do ours, Lin Tian's words, he will do whatever he likes."

Chen Zhuo snorted.

…………

When the sun sets.

Tibia Mountain.

Mo Yan sat on the top of the mountain, his body diffused with pitch-black demonic energy, like a sinking cloud, his expression was solemn, and his back was to the world.

Gradually, he opened his eyes and said in a deep voice:

"It is true that you can sense a trace of the breath of the Tibia Mountain, but it is difficult to capture."

He narrowed his eyes, originally thinking that recognizing the Lord Tibia Mountain would be an easy thing to do.

But now, after more than 20 days of confession, there is still no sign of confession.

"Demon junior, since you can't recognize the master, let's go back to the demon clan."

High in the sky, an old man standing in the void sneered.

"Hahaha, just go back."

"What are you doing here to disgrace my Terran?"

"Moyan Xiaoer, if you have the ability, get out and fight with grandpa and me."

High in the sky, voices sounded, full of human figures.

Mo Yan's face remained unchanged, but he said indifferently:

"Wait, you don't need to provoke me anything, don't you know, it's you who are really embarrassed?"

His voice was indifferent, there was no disdain, just the calmest indifference:

"The human race, originally just a small race whose aura has not been revived, is regarded by all races as edible pigs and sheep.

All the way to the fifth position of the ten thousand races, maybe I have forgotten the scene of being slaughtered by my demon clan back then. ”

His voice was not flat, but it resounded quietly above Zhou Tian.

One by one, the Terran creatures standing quietly, their eyes instantly turned scarlet.

"What did you say!"

High in the sky, an angry voice rang out.

An old man's eyes were scarlet, and he gritted his teeth.

"Angry?"

Mo Yan didn't look up, just asked quietly:

"I've been on this Tibia Mountain for almost a month, is your fury useful?

There is no one in the great human race who can threaten me, are you really so incompetent? ”

His voice was calm.

"Little brute, how long do you think you can jump!!"

There was a thunderous roar, and the old man roared angrily.

Mohiko's face remained calm, but his eyes were closed.

"You can't arouse any emotion in me, as if I were standing among the animals with a knife and slaughtering them, and their neighing could not make me feel any different emotion."

He's stating the facts.

He heard that the human race had an extreme celestial pride, and he became interested.

When I arrived, I just met a clown.

Very disappointed.

But it's normal.

"Brute !!"

The old man roared, and suddenly his body was raised, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Bei Lao, it's not good, Bei Lao is going against the blood!"

"Bastard!"

In the distance, several figures hurriedly flew over, caught the old man who vomited blood, and flew to the ground.

The old man was a famous warrior in Anxi, and at this moment, he was angry like this, and everyone was angry in their hearts.

The old man who vomited blood turned red, was hugged by someone, and bloodshot eyes popped up, but at this moment he looked at everyone:

"This is a shame for my human race!"

His voice was hoarse, but there was an unparalleled anger in his voice.

Everyone was silent, and their eyes were full of anger.

"Lin Tian didn't come, why didn't Lin Tian come." Bei Lao spoke again, very desolate:

"If this martial arts department and the military department are like people, how could Lin Tian not come!"

Everyone was silent, and their eyes were silent.

Suddenly.

Airplanes! Airplanes! Airplanes!

A few humming sounds appeared high in the sky, and suddenly there was a light in the sky, and the clouds flew away.

Suddenly it came and shook the heavens and the earth.

On the earth, everyone was either shocked, stunned, or looked at the sky blankly.

"Is Lin Tian here?"

Bei Lao, who was originally depressed, suddenly shouted hopefully.

Everyone looked carefully, and the streamers above the few figures in the sky slowly dissipated, and everyone could finally get a glimpse of their true faces.

"It's Ice Hatred, those two...... One is the Feather Clan, and the other is ...... It seems to be a Protoss. ”

Someone said with a dry throat.

"The Protoss and the Feather Clan, why are they here?"

Everyone was stunned.

This is the territory of the human race, and it is good that the demon race Tianjiao is coming, but why will the gods and feathers also come?