The world starts from the iron cloth shirt

Not long after, his mental strength withdrew again, and he said with a smile: "It's so good, all benefactors, come with the old monk."

He turned around and walked away.

Many great masters followed closely behind.

Chen Xuan, Liu Wang, and Gao Shun immediately followed.

"Hey, there's a good show to watch."

Liu Wang smiled strangely.

...

Among the rolling mountains.

An unremarkable villa stands here, with red bricks and green tiles, quite clean.

In a gazebo inside the villa.

A young man was reclining on a wicker chair, handsome in appearance, elegant in appearance, looking lazy, looking lazily at a group of maids dancing in front of him, and gently patted the wicker chair with his palms to accompany the rhythm.

Beside him was a middle-aged man with a flattering smile, quietly accompanying him.

"Young master, something happened. This old slave just found out that the soul lamps of Liu Quan, Zhang Long and others were extinguished, and only Long Ping's soul lamp was left. However, Long Ping's soul lamp has also dimmed, and it seems that he has suffered a serious injury."

An old man from the Yaozu came from a distance and bowed.

The handsome young man clapped his palms, and his indifferent eyes fell on the old man of the monster tribe. He obviously didn't show any momentum, but the old man couldn't help but sweated coldly, and he didn't dare to take a breath.

"So, I've lost my sight."

The handsome young man Long Yue said calmly.

"Young master, you...do you know who did it?"

The Yaozu old man asked cautiously.

"I know. I sent them to kill a human race named Chen Xuan. They are all dead now. Besides what Chen Xuan did, who else could it be?"

Long Yue opened his mouth and said, "Long Ping is the grand master who opened the [Treasure of True Qi], and he contacted more than a dozen overseas grand masters to act together, but it still failed. It seems that Chen Xuan has an expert around him."

"Young master, what should we do then?"

The Yaozu old man asked.

"Simple, you take a letter in my hand, go to the Dagan Dynasty, give it to the current emperor, ask him directly, and say that I want to borrow Chen Xuanyi."

Long Yue said calmly.

"Yes, son."

The Yaozu old man bowed and immediately turned around to fetch a pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Long Yue stood up, grabbed the brush, and quickly wrote a letter in ancient times.

"Young Master Yue, what if the emperor of the Dagan Dynasty doesn't want to hand him over?"

The middle-aged man beside Long Yue asked curiously.

"No, the person who knows current affairs is Junjie, he knows what to do."

Long Yue's face was calm, like a pearl of wisdom in his hand, he handed the letter to the old man, and said, "Go down."

The Yaozu old man bowed again and withdrew from this place.

Long Yue continued to lie on the rattan chair, watching the graceful dance in front of him.

The middle-aged man smiled flatteringly again, and accompanied him.

Immediately after the old man of the monster tribe left the mountain villa, he jumped up and flew towards the outside of the mountain.

But he had just flew not far away, when suddenly, seven or eight streaks of light rushed towards him with a powerful aura.

The old man of the monster clan frowned, originally he wanted to go straight there, but when he thought that he was alone now and shouldn't cause too much trouble, he turned slightly to one side to get out of the way.

As a result, when he gave way, the seven streamers on the opposite side followed closely and continued to block his front.

The Yaozu old man showed displeasure, and continued to turn to one side.

The seven streaks of light continued to follow.

The old man of the monster tribe was furious, suddenly stopped and shouted: "What are you doing? Why are you blocking my way!"

The seven streaks of light all stopped, standing more than three meters in front of the monster old man, each with strange smiles on their faces.

"Hey, it's really strange. The road is facing the sky, and each side goes. Why do you want us to block your way? Old man, do you want to find fault?"

'Black Corpse Palm' Lu Gan gave a strange laugh, and looked at the old man of the Yaozu.

"you…"

The Yaozu old man was even angrier, but when he felt it carefully, he was suddenly startled.

The seven people in front of them are all unfathomably cultivated!

These are great masters!

There are even people who have completed the three major secret treasures!

With a gloomy face, he said, "Get out of the way, do you know who this old man is?"

"What did you say?"

'Smiling Demon King' Ding Yigai stretched out his fingers and licked his ears, as if he didn't hear clearly.

"He told us to get out of the way!"

Lin Tianhai repeated.

"Old man, you told me to get out of the way?"

'Smiling Devil' Ding Yigai chuckled, the sarcoma on his chin kept shaking.

The old man of the Yaozu was gloomy, with a hint of murderous intent: "I am a descendant of the Yaozu, do you really want to be an enemy of this old man? The Yaozu will reappear in the world soon, and they are destined to rule the world. Don't make mistakes!"

"What? Yaozu? What kind of thing is Yaozu? You deserve to carry shoes for me?"

'Blood Butcher' Wang Ting laughed.