"Heirs of the Lock!"

Without waiting for Mu Zhanyun to speak, the master of the torture hall turned his words, and his eyes fell on Su Qinian.

Thundered!

The thunder in the starry sky became more and more magnificent, the void was trembling, and the silver dragons could be faintly seen hovering in the lead clouds, and the aura of destruction enveloped the entire ferry.

There is no doubt that this old man is different from ordinary saints, Mu Zhanyun knows very well that being able to become the master of the torture hall, in addition to being backed by the lord of the two mountains, is also a prestige, in the forty-nine heavenly mountains, the real saint realm is extremely strong, at least he has to go to the list of saint kings, and he is worthy of his name by the emperors and emperors on the heavenly monument.

"You are not welcome in the mountain on the third day!"

The old man's tone was very cold, and he said: "Do you know the difficulties of my Third Heavenly Mountain in this Holy King Mountain Range? Surrounded by wolves, only by cultivating obscurity can you accumulate great momentum, and now you will kill the deacon of the First Heavenly Mountain Holy Hall as soon as you come, and there are so many Holy Hall enforcers, where do you want to put me in the Third Heavenly Mountain and provoke disputes? This is the Holy King Mountain Range, all the clans have an agreement, and the Supreme Sword Emperor must also have some scruples, just with your blood, you can resist the supreme anger?"

"Taoguang is not blindly tolerating. Mu Zhanyun couldn't help but speak, her tone was calm and firm, "We can't let our people be bullied, we have to treat it as a grinding, every mountain has the rules of a mountain, we have abided by the rules of the forty-eight Tianshan Mountains, who will take the law of my third Tianshan in their eyes?"

"Yes, hall master, the coexistence of all the clans, the opportunity to dig out the Holy King Mountain Range, today this is listed as a forbidden medicine, tomorrow you will not be allowed to contact that Tianshan Mountain, if this continues, my third Tianshan will inevitably be isolated by the first Tianshan, and the covenant of the clans in the past will be in vain. ”

"Take a step back and open the sky, two steps back is an abyss!"

......

On the star boat, there were people who spoke one after another, the blood-stained clothes were not dry, they gritted their teeth, clenched their fists, they had encountered too many injustices over the years, leaving the Third Heavenly Mountain, most of them regarded them as an inferior race, and in some of the Tianshan Mountains, they didn't even want to be in the same room with them, and they fought if they didn't agree with each other, and even tortured to death was not uncommon.

"Ridiculous!"

Behind the old man, who was the master of the Torture Hall, a divine master sneered: "Why are we waiting to go to other Heavenly Mountains, most of them are courteous, and we don't find the reason from ourselves, but complain about the injustice of the outside world, how can there be absolute justice in this world, it's really too naïve!"

"You!"

The people on the star boat were surging with blood and blood, and they were speechless for a while, is this because they are too weak to push the enemy sideways and overlook the Tianshan Mountain?

Mu Zhanyun's face also became a little ugly, and the gentleness in his eyes was no longer there.

"It's naïve. ”

At this time, Su Qinian's voice sounded again, and the divine master who had just spoken was a little surprised, and looked sideways and said, "Have you woken up now?" ”

Su Qiannian shook his head slightly, his tone was calm and a little indifferent, and said, "I mean, they are naïve enough to argue with a group of soft bones. ”

What the!

A group of torture hall masters were stunned for a moment, and then they were furious, especially the holy master who opened his mouth, he was even more angry, and the lord of the torture hall led by him looked at him with a sinking gaze, and said: "Lock the heavens, you are too presumptuous, this is the third heavenly mountain, not your locked heaven and one vein ancestral land, according to the ancestral covenant, your vein cannot go out of the ancestral land of the Central Domain, since you killed the holy deacon of the first day mountain, then follow me to the first day mountain to ask for sin, if you can stop the dispute, it can be regarded as you to make up for your sins." ”

"Hall Master, aren't you afraid of deviating from morality!" Mu Zhanyun shouted.

"Traveling without authorization, causing trouble, you are already difficult to protect, if you are not the bloodline of the mountain master, I will kill you in the palm of your hand today, and dare to speak falsely!"

The third day mountain torture hall master's tone was very cold, his slightly narrow eyes had cold electricity, he no longer paid attention to the others, looked at Su Qiannian, and said, "Do you bind yourself, or do you want to do it yourself." ”

"If the momentum of the nest can be towards the foreigners, Su Mou will still look at it, but now ......" Su Qiannian shook his head, "If your bones are already soft, Su Mou doesn't mind breaking it, as the master of the torture hall, but he can't correct himself, sure enough, there are black sheep everywhere, old things, let's take a shot, let Su Mou see, day and night with the heavenly monument, what is the difference between the saints on the heavenly mountain." ”

Hiss!

At this moment, even a group of torture hall masters couldn't help but gasp, this young saint who locked the sky and the veins of the sky was really unruly to the extreme, and he didn't even pay attention to the hall master, you must know that in the third heavenly mountain, the torture hall has accumulated prestige for many years, even some saint realm giants, they must also pay tribute to the torture hall master, and those who can survive under the heavenly monument are definitely a handful of people who are closest to the quasi-king, and they have all gained something on the supreme road, and they can't be regarded as ordinary saints.

Boom!

This time, the Lord of the Torture Hall didn't say much, but just stepped out of the ferry, and as his footsteps fell, the void did not wave, but a dull roar was born, as if the Heavenly God General had beaten the war drums, and a battle intent that was even more fierce than the sun rose up under this starry sky.

Thundered!

The star boat began to shake, the hull cracked, giving birth to spider web-like cracks, and everyone on the deck suddenly felt as if they were carrying an ancient star of life, their breath was stagnant, their bodies were cracked, and they could hardly help but kneel down.

Mu Zhanyun is not weak, and he is also a young master who has just entered the sainthood, but under this coercion, it is difficult to suppress the surging of qi and blood, and the injuries that have not yet recovered are further worsened, the divine court is shaking, and the battle spirit is about to fall.

Airplanes!

At this time, Su Qiannian moved, took a step forward, and stepped into the starry sky, there was no magnificent sound, only a faint light flowed under his feet, spreading like ripples.

Is that......

Not only the people on the Star Boat, but even the masters of the Torture Hall also showed a look of shock, what they saw, the shaking Star Boat suddenly returned to calm, and even the cracks in the hull of the ship healed rapidly, the broken metal pieces returned, and even the chaotic aura of Mu Zhanyun and the others also returned to calm in an instant.

"Turn back the clock!"

In the starry sky, the tone of the master of the torture hall was slightly condensed, this kind of method can generally be done for the cultivators who are in charge of the time method, as long as they step on the path of the law, but when applied to ordinary plants and trees, it is completely different from the power of a group of Heaven Opening Realms, and even on the divine powerhouses, and it also cuts off his qi, which makes him pay a little attention to it, and he can become a saint on the ground, and even seize the slightest supreme opportunity, this young saint who locks the sky is indeed extraordinary, and he is qualified to become his opponent.

Rumble!

He struck, a fist pierced the starry sky, like a bolt of lightning, and the terrifying battle blood surged like a sea of heaven, making the starry sky tremble, and the stars dimmed.

This punch is domineering and magnificent, without the slightest fancy, and even the meteorites tens of thousands of miles away move with its fist, as if resonating, as if generating an invisible field.