Banished Disciple’s Counterattack

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"You continue." In a pair of shocked eyes, Ye Chen waved his hands casually, carried Xue Lin, and walked out of the restaurant.

However, after two or three seconds, the goods returned again. It was a serious look at the people in the restaurant. "Troublesome friends, pass a message to the Bloodthirsty Hall, and let them prepare the money. Wait for me when I have time. Come here. "

With that said, she flung her robes and disappeared in a chic manner.

It wasn't until four or five seconds after he left that the people in the restaurant looked at each other and looked at me and I thought of you.

"The old man is counting, this should be the kidnapping of the ticket." A wretched old monk stinged his beard.

As soon as this word came out, the entire restaurant's eyes looked at the old guy at the same time, each of them also has a meaningful look: you are always pretty **** accurate.

Soon, the news here spread like Beichu as if it had wings.

Immediately, the land was boiling.

For many years, this is the first time that someone has dared to bind a disciple of the Bloodthirsty Temple, and it is still brazenly tied.

However, when they think about yesterday's events, they are relieved. Some people dare to kill the elders of the Bloodthirsty Hall under the large court. Compared to this matter, the kidnapping is like a joke.

At this moment, in the bloodthirsty palace hall, there are shadows motivated. By the count, there are hundreds of words, each breath is magnificent, and each cultivation is in the quasi-sky realm.

The identity of these people is not simple, but it is the absolute high level of many forces in Beichu. As for why they gathered in the Bloodthirsty Hall, it is naturally to join forces to send troops south.

"This southward trip is aimed at destroying the southern court of the Southern Chu. I also hope that all Taoist friends will cooperate sincerely." The bloodthirsty Yan Luoduan sat high, and his voice echoed in the hall without limits, full of supreme majesty.

"The master of the palace, it's not me who destroys my prestige." An ancestor of the hidden family gently scratched his beard. "Nanchu today is no better than in the past. We are so eager to unite. The strength must be greatly reduced. We want to destroy Nanchutian In court, everything needs to be considered in the long run. "

"Honestly, even if we are united, our strength is only comparable to the strength of the Celestial Court." The ancestor of another family groaned. "To completely destroy the Celestial Court, it is best to call for more forces to participate in the war. We need absolute Power suppression. "

"The words of the two Taoists are not without reason." Yan Luoyou, a bloodthirsty, said, "But don't forget, Ye Chen is dead, Nanchu Tianting has no heads, and their combat power is also greatly reduced. It's bound to have unexpected results. "

Having said that, the bloodthirsty Yan Luo smiled again, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth. The absolute opportunity is that when we attack, where we are, the initiative is in our hands, and I do n’t believe that they can keep the border of more than three million miles tight.

"I understand the meaning of the lord of the palace, just to make trouble for them!" A skinny old man revealed two rows of white teeth, "the long battle will be lacking, then the real decisive battle."

"It's still thoroughly understood by friends of the Blood Spirit Tao. This battle we ..." Before the words of bloodthirsty Yan Luo finished, he was interrupted by a black figure who broke in.

"What's the matter," said Yan Luo, a bloodthirsty.

"Master of the hall, Xue ... Xue Lin was hijacked."

"Hijacked." Bloodthirsty Yan Luo's voice became cold, staring at the man in black with hair all over.

"In Jiutian City, was ... taken away by a mysterious man." The man in black shivered, and the atmosphere did not dare to say a word, "The man left a word before leaving, and let ... let the Bloodthirsty Hall prepare Good money. "

"Reverse, really reverse." Bloodthirsty Temple laughed angrily.

"The newspaper!" Just said, the second man in black ran into the hall in a panic, "The hall master, we were washed in the spiritual stone mine in the ancient land of Cangyue ... have been looted and suffered heavy losses."

"What's the blood store for?" Just after Xue Lin's affair, there was bad news, which made the bloodthirsty Yan Luo anger.

"Suddenly, the elders in the blood warehouse were also caught by surprise." The man in black said hurriedly.

"You know what the forces are." Yan Luo, a bloodthirsty, said coldly.

"No ... I don't know."

"Then check it for me." The bloodthirsty Yan Luo yelled like a thunder. "I'd like to see who doesn't know the life or death. Once found, there is no need to report it. No matter who it is, it will be destroyed on the spot."

"Newspaper!" As soon as the bloodthirsty Yan Luo's words fell, another man in black broke into the hall.

"Say."

"My bloodthirsty temple's stronghold in the ancient Beishan ancient land was destroyed." The man in black said hastily, "The elder Xueyu was killed on the spot, and the ancient city of Beishan has ... has become a waste ... ruin."

"Asshole." An angry bloodthirsty Yan Luo smashed a jade table with a palm in his palm.

"The newspaper." It was his voice that had just fallen, and the fourth man in black ran in, and his tone was quick, "Lord Hall Master, my bloodthirsty hall was destroyed ... Then, the bloodthirsty tree is dug up. "

"What?" The bloodthirsty Yan Luo suddenly stood up, his face became a little dazed, as if he valued the bloodthirsty and exquisite tree that had been dug out.

"The paper." Yan Luo, the bloodthirsty, should not speak. As soon as the sentence came down, the fifth man in black broke in.

"What is this time again." Bloodthirsty Yan Luo stared at the man in black with a grimace.

"The bloodthirsty ... bloodthirsty pools of the ancient spirits are drained ..."

"Asshole." The bloodthirsty Yan Luo was completely furious, like a lion with mad hair, roaring like a thunder, shaking the whole hall to rumbling, "Check, give me a thorough check."

Seeing the bloodthirsty Yan Luo snarling like a crazy dog, the other hidden families in the hall looked at each other.

"Visually, there is a mysterious force staring at the Bloodthirsty Temple." Someone groaned.

"I'm curious about the forces that have made such a big move one after another."

"Most of them are from the heavenly courts of Nanchu." An old guy gently scratched his beard. "Now Dachu, who dares to find the Bloodthirsty Temple is the only one. Ye Chen just died in Beichu. For revenge. "

"In addition to the Nanchu Heavenly Court, the Eight Kings are also possible, but the possibilities are not very high, after all, they are restricted by the descendants of the emperor."

The people secretly talked, and the roar of the bloodthirsty Yan Luo died.

Seeing this, the ancestors of the Xueling family came forward slightly and looked tentatively at the bloodthirsty Yan Luo, "Do n’t you, our joint action is suspended."

"Pause." Yan Luo, a bloodthirsty, snorted, and suddenly stepped out of the hall, his face fierce like a demon.

"Well, come here for a while." Everyone in the hall shrugged, and all walked out of the hall.

Of course, as soon as they left the Bloodthirsty Hall, the people of their respective families surrounded them. "Old man, something happened."

"No big, no small, no rules." A group of old guys muttered, "What's so panic."

"Lingshi Mine ... was robbed."

"What?" With a series of anger drinking, a group of old guys set foot on the sky, one by one faster than the rabbit.