Which of these famous places is not a famous party, it is prestigious, and even the heavens and the earth will tremble. This dignity is not the second heaven of begging, and the arrogance is already, such a solemn occasion, tiao laughs at the servant, can you put these strong people in your eyes.

Is the Shura Holy Land despising the heroes, or is there no one in the eyes of this envoy?

No one answered, no one moved, everyone looked at the envoy silently, and the atmosphere condensed.

"The deity is here, aren't you welcome?" the envoy hugged Jiao Niang, his face even more gloomy, "Where is the Yan Yuchen of the Forgotten Dust Sect." ”

Yan Yuchen walked from the dome, he held the ancient scroll in his hand, without the slightest momentum, just like the Confucian in the private school, walked to the same height as the envoy, bowed lightly, neither humble nor arrogant, "Yan Yuchen of the Forgetting Dust Sect has seen the honorable envoy, and the honorable envoy has forgotten the dust sect, which is a fortunate thing for my sect, and please let the envoy drive the sect, and let Yuchen be well received." ”

The envoy smiled contemptuously, "You forget the simplicity of the Dust Sect, how can the deity stay, this time the deity came only to read the will of Shura, otherwise you think the deity will come to this kind of wilderness with weak aura." ”

Yan Yuchen's face remained unchanged, and he looked directly at the envoy, "Then I have to bother the envoy to read the will of Shura, and we will listen to it." ”

"Jiao Niang. The envoy grabbed a handful of Jiao Niang's waist and chuckled lightly, causing the Jiao Niang to blush.

The faces of the cultivators were even more solemn, but no one dared to move, the prestige of the Shura Holy Land made the land of Zhao Kingdom tremble for four thousand years, even if all the cultivators were famous in the sect, a generation of Taishang, but in the eyes of the Shura Holy Land, they were just a group of ants, and the Shura Holy Land could slaughter dozens of sects when a strong person came out.

"Forget the dust sect Mo Tian, and still kneel to accept the will. Jiao Niang was held in her arms by the envoy, her face was ruddy, her eyes were shining, she was holding a scroll in both hands, and her lips were lightly opened. Her mind kept echoing in the spirit boat, the words of the envoy who made a bet with her.

'If the deity is to let the newly promoted monk of the Forgotten Dust Sect kneel down in front of you and me, Jiao Niang, what should you do?'

'The Venerable Envoy is mighty, if that's the case, Jiao Niang is left to the Venerable Envoy to deal with it, and she is excited to think about it, and she can make a strong person kneel at her feet. ’

The air condenses again, and the space freezes. Those powerful celebrities looked at Lao Mo, and even Yan Yuchen looked at Lao Mo.

'Kneel to welcome the will', among the monks, the word 'kneel', unless heaven and earth, unless high hall.

The monk was arrogant, and would rather have his head cut off than succumb, let alone kneel down to a straw bale.

"The envoy can read out the will, and Mo Tianxi listens. Lao Mo walked towards the envoy, and the etiquette was still the same.

"Mo Tian, don't kneel down yet, do you want to resist the will or disrespect it? The envoy roared angrily, and his face grew more and more gloomy.

Mingsu was shocked, this was obviously the envoy fox and fake tiger might, but it was really not according to what the envoy said, it was the Shura Holy Land that was offended.

"The envoy's words are serious, Mo Tian is a little into the virtual realm, how dare he anger the Shura Holy Land. Jimo looked at the envoy angrily, but was suppressed by Lao Mo with a cloud of invisible aura.

"Mo Tian!"

"The Venerable Envoy's time is precious, how can it be wasted on Mo Tian, and please ask the Venerable Envoy to read out the meaning of 'Shura', Mo Tian listens. ”

The atmosphere was deadlocked again, and the statue's face changed several times, and the time passed a quarter of an hour and a quarter of an hour, and Lao Mo still gave up his hand, showing the number of courtesies.

Deadlocked......

Finally, the Venerable Statue's brows furrowed, the gloom on his face turned into agitation, and he turned his head to look at the many celebrities on the Spirit Boat, and he felt that he was being slapped in the face naked by Lao Mo in front of the cultivators. Shura's honorable envoy, how can there be face.

His gaze swept over the Lingzhou and suddenly stopped, the envoy was stunned, all emotions were lost, and his brain almost went blank.

Jimo followed the eyes of the envoy, and Yan Ran was sitting quietly behind the sect leader Xuan Qingzi.

The empty valley orchid, the butterfly in the snow, the fairy in the dust, the jade man in the ice.

He frowned, and looked at the envoy with a more and more unkind look. This envoy behaves arrogantly, his eyes are empty, it is difficult for Lao Mo, he can no longer tolerate it, if ......

The envoy suddenly looked up at Mo Tian, then turned to look at Yan Yuchen, and said with an inexplicable smile, "Lord Benzun, there are a lot of them, you are allowed not to kneel." And you can also be rewarded with the supreme opportunity of the Forgetful Dust Sect. ”

"Mo Tian thanked the envoy. ”

"But ......"

"But you have to give the woman up as a concubine. The envoy jerked up his hand and pointed at the spirit boat.

All the monks' eyes converged and fell on Yan Ran.

Jiao Niang's eyes fell on Yan Ran, she was suddenly startled, and hurriedly threw herself into the arms of the envoy, "Envoy, don't you want Jiao Niang?"

The envoy didn't take his eyes off Yan Ran, raised his finger to pick the jaw of the girl, and said with a flirtatious smile, "How can it be, the deity is just taking an extra concubine, and you are still the deity's Xiangjiao Niang." ”

"But she ......"

"But she is more beautiful than Jiao Niang, and her temperament is better than Jiao Niang, Jiao Niang is worried that the envoy will not want others!"

Lao Mo's expression was calm, Yan Yuchen faintly drew a trace of momentum, Xuan Qingzi's eyes shone with cold light, and the corners of Yuan Daozi's mouth raised a sneer of gloating.

The air condenses infinitely......

Yan Ran raised her head slowly, her eyes were cold, and the frosty aura spread to the surroundings, and even those spirit wines and spiritual teas were condensed.

"Boom!"

The heart halberd slapped away the delicate lady and stabbed at the center of the envoy's eyebrows. The aura converged into a substance, forming a half-zhang long cold glow, bright and dazzling, and the sky was pierced by a vacuum of more than ten zhang.

"Die!"

At this moment, Lao Mo finally stopped suppressing Jimo, and his matter could be solved by himself, so he didn't let Jimo make a move, but Yanran's matter, Lao Mo would never restrict Jimo again.

"Devouring!"

The air vibrates, and the green dragon roars. The envoy pushed away the woman in his arms, hurriedly retreated, and played a jade plaque in the chaos.

"Boom!"

Bright brilliance exploded in the sky, the vacuum roared, and the halberd broke through the nine skies, blasting the jade plaque into pieces.

"Zhuzi, the deity is the envoy of the Shura Holy Land, do you want to rebel?" The envoy was even more angry in shock, and shot a circle of beads into the air.

"How sacred is the holy land of Shura, how can you be allowed to pretend to be the name of the holy place, deceive and commit murder everywhere, insult the prestige of the holy land, and wait for me to take you down and send you to the holy land. Jimo sneered.

He hit the sky, stepped on the beads of the mother and son, and had already killed the envoy in front of him. Heavenly Tribulation Quenching Body, there are several monks in the Enlightenment Realm who have such an opportunity, even if it is a top Holy Land Tianjiao, they may not necessarily have such blessings.

"Boy, you dare to make up right and wrong. You won't take him down yet. The envoy sacrificed a large shield and finally blocked the Jimo stabbing halberd, but the big shield was already covered with spider silk-like cracks.

None of the other monks moved, and they all sat on the shore. Those charming women rushed up, and they all sacrificed powerful magic weapons. The strength of these women is not bad, they are worthy of being from the Shura Holy Land, and the weakest strength is also the Qixuan Eight Heavens, and that Jiao Niang has reached the Heaven and Begging Heavens.

"Kill!"

For these bewitching women, Jimo will not pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, he hit the devouring remnants, smashed more than a dozen magic weapons with one move, stepped into the air, flew with his big palm, fanned more than a dozen women, and directly knocked down the abyss.

"You thief, do you still want to run?" Jimo raised his head violently, and saw that the envoy had fled to the edge of the spirit boat, and was about to climb the spirit boat, his heart tightened, if he really let this envoy drive the spirit boat away, how could Jimo's anger be vented.

This envoy has challenged his bottom line twice, and even far exceeded it twice, if Jimo is patient, he is not Jimo.

Since the fight has already begun, if you can't blow up the righteous lord, you really have to be punished by the Shura Holy Land, wouldn't you be wronged.

Yan Yuchen looked at the calm and relaxed old Mo, and smiled faintly, he, a good disciple, would really cause trouble.

"Senior brother, why don't we taste a cup of spiritual tea first. Lao Mo waved his hand, took the spirit tea fairy treasure from the spirit boat, walked to Yan Yuchen's side, and raised a glass to invite.

"You!"

"I will take this envoy and go to the Shura Holy Land in person, senior brother don't worry. Lao Mo sipped the spiritual tea, but he couldn't dispel the depression in his eyebrows.

"Senior Brother Mo is like this, he wants to scare me to death. Ask Chaoge to smile bitterly.

Xuan Qingzi looked up at the sky, Jimo, the little uncle who was born out of nowhere, was really shocking.

The faces of other celebrities were different, and when they saw Lao Mo and Yan Yuchen drinking tea and talking, they also raised their glasses to drink.

Yanran's ice eyes reflected Jimo's figure, and her eyes crossed three points of resentment, three points of worry, three points of relief, and one point of inexplicable color.

Jimo directly crashed into the magic weapon, smashed the six magic weapons, and he raised his palm to fan more than a dozen charming women, killing the envoy in front of him.

"Do you still want to escape?" Jimo put away his interrogation halberd and raised his right hand.

"Falling Mountain Seal!"

The air is whistling, the aura trembles and surrenders, the ten-zhang mountain peaks and ravines are vertical and horizontal, finely carved and pecked, with heavy coercion, a mountain-shaped Daoyun gushes out from the palm of Jimo's hand and falls on the big mountain.

"Boom!"

The spirit boat also seemed to tremble, the air vibrate, and it was hit by the mountain peak with a vacuum of more than forty zhang.

The mountain fell, and the aftermath of the explosion blasted all around, enveloping the envoy in it, completely gone.

Jimo's body trembled slightly, and he fell from the sky, and the mountain seal emptied all the aura in his body, and he could no longer stand high in the air.

The white shadow crossed and caught Jimo, it was Yanran. Lao Mo stepped into the air, walked into the aftermath of the explosion, and lifted the envoy out.

At this moment, the figure was sluggish, ragged, almost a bloody man, he had passed out, he was out more than he was in, and he was weak.

One move to fall the mountain seal, the powerful Dao method from Yi Zhixuan, if it weren't for the fact that the envoy had a defensive treasure on his body, there would not even be any scum left after being bombarded by Jimo.

Lao Mo poured a touch of aura into the body of the envoy to protect his heart, after all, he was the envoy of the Shura Holy Land, and it was impossible for Lao Mo to let him really die.

The lady came with a group of maids, and saw that Lao Mo was afraid and didn't dare to step forward, but was directly suppressed by Lao Mo with a wave of his hand.

"You can testify that this thief dared to pretend to be the envoy of the Shura Holy Land and destroy the reputation of the Holy Land, and the disciples took down this thief, and today the contemptible people will send him to the Shura Holy Land and hand him over to the Holy Land. Lao Mo was obviously very satisfied with Jimo's reason, he stood in the air and nodded to Yan Yuchen, stepped into the Shura Holy Land Spirit Boat, and disappeared.

The celebrity was shocked and bowed to him. The emotions in the hearts of the cultivators were difficult, looking at Yan Ran falling from the sky, and then looking at Jimo in Yan Ran's arms......

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