The Patriarch of the Nine Dragons

"Congratulations, brothers for breaking through to the third-ranking **** emperor!"

Before the Wula tribe, Hong Zhan's mood was a bit complicated. He took a step back, and after rolling his eyes a few times, he suddenly shouted.

I don't know if this congratulatory voice was for Lingwan or someone who was secretly heard. In short, Hong Zhan felt that his life was saved after all.

The dignified spear is never passed down, it is impossible to lose weight and get fat, right?

In any case, the opponent at this moment has already broken through to the third-ranking **** emperor, and will no longer trouble him Hong Zhan.

What's more, Hong Zhan is no longer his opponent when he breaks through to the spirit pill of the third rank **** emperor. Now he can only hope that the other party can keep his promise, otherwise he will die without a place to be buried.

"Don't worry, my Lingwan always counts, saying that if I spare your life, I will definitely spare you!"

Ling Wan's long whistling sound fell, and the few words that followed immediately gave Hong Zhan a reassurance. He said that he might still be able to take this opportunity to climb the line.

In this northern desert, if anyone can have a relationship with Gunjue, the benefits are definitely innumerable. I'm afraid that even those middle-ranking gods will not dare to easily provoke them, right?

puff!

However, just as Hong Zhan was dreaming, thinking that he would climb the line of Lord Gunjue in the future, and from then on to the Northern Territory Desert, a soft sound suddenly came into his ears, causing him to bow his head in amazement.

"how?"

I saw the barrel of a long spear inserted in his lower abdomen at this moment, and he could clearly feel that the vital points of his dantian, where his pulse was stored, were stabbed and exploded by this gun.

Such a change undoubtedly stunned everyone on the sidelines.

They never thought that this would be the result. Didn't the guy who called himself Lingpill just vowed to keep his promise?

"Could it be..."

Saula reacted quite quickly, thinking of a possibility, he couldn't help but feel happy. At the same time, he looked at Hong Zhan's gaze, filled with a trace of pity and hatred.

"You...you are not keeping promises!"

Hong Zhan raised his head with some difficulty, staring at the chubby face in front of him that was not smiling, his tone was a little dry, but he had a hint of questioning.

How can you lie if you dignified the disciple?

"Why didn't I keep my word? You are not dead again!"

Hearing that an extremely incredible color appeared on Lingwan's face, then he withdrew the spear in his hand, causing Hong Zhan to scream, his voice was rather loud.

After hearing the words of Lingwan, Hong Zhan suddenly realized, but there was already a touch of extreme fear on his face. I am afraid that it would be more difficult for him to accept than killing him with a single shot?

Yes, Hong Zhan was not dead, and Ling Wan was very well-measured. He just abolished his Dantian vitals. If there were no accidents, there would be absolutely no problem in living for decades.

But can Hong Zhan, who lost his combat effectiveness, really live for decades?

Not to mention the horse thief in the northern desert, it is impossible to let go of this piece of fat, even the Saula brothers in front of him, it is impossible to let him easily, who is the black wind horse thief group is his subordinate?

Reimaru did keep his promise, but Hong Zhan's fate has become even more miserable.

There is no psychological burden on the Lingwan. None of these horse thieves who have done all the killing is innocent.

For the harvest this time, Lingwan was quite satisfied, especially after breaking through to the third rank **** emperor, he felt that he was one step closer to the big brother who saw him.

As for the horse thief leader who begged for mercy, and the lower-level horse thief, Lingwan didn't take care of it. He believed that Saura could handle it.

Seeing the slowly moving back, Saura didn't know what to say for a while, and wanted to say a few words of gratitude, but she couldn't say anything.

"Brother, how do these guys deal with?"

The deputy chief on the side wanted to look a little calmer, seeing that he stared bitterly at the pale-faced Hong Zhan, and made an angry voice directly, causing the horse thief's body to tremble.

"Don't... don't kill me, I can dedicate all the treasures to your Ula tribe, just to save my life!"

At this time, Hong Zhan, there was no such high arrogance before, for his own life, even if he kowtows to brother Saula for mercy, he did not hesitate.

"There is more to die, kill them all!"

As the chieftain of the clan, Saula is not an indecisive person, and he dared not to covet the so-called treasure, so he directly spoke in a cold voice, which made Hong Zhan's heart sink.

"Flee!"

When Hong Zhan's head was chopped off by the deputy chief, many horse thieves from the Black Wind Horse Thieves group dispersed.

The people of the Ula tribe are all like wolves and tigers, and the opportunity for revenge has finally come.

At this moment, the chief Saulah kept his eyes on the direction where the spirit pill had disappeared. He hadn't looked back for a long time, and he didn't know what he was feeling.

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"Teacher, how is it?"

Ling Wan, who has already gone far away, naturally won't care about the war in the Ula tribe. At this moment, he is asking his teacher for credit with a silly face. Where is the violent horse thief the **** of death just now?

"Yes, it's kind of like a teacher back then!"

Gun Jue vicissitudes of life also showed a satisfied smile on his face. This disciple of his own is really good, and it is not impossible to reach his height in time.

"Teacher, the horse thieves in this area are no longer a concern, shall we continue?"

Ling Wan was a little eager to try. It was necessary to know that the Northern Territory Desert had a huge area, and a third-ranked **** like Hong Zhan could only control a small area. In other areas, there were even more powerful horse thieves.

"The middle-grade **** emperor, it's not as simple as you think. Our next practice method may have to change!"

Gun Jue shook his head, then suddenly remembered something, and said: "Before the next stage of cultivation, there is one thing you probably should know!"

After the voice fell, Gun Jue stretched out his hand to wipe his waist, and a piece of letter paper appeared in his palm out of thin air, making De Ling Pill somewhat inexplicable, but full of curiosity.

"This is a letter forwarded by an old friend of mine, and this letter is actually addressed to you!"

Hearing that Lingwan became more and more curious, I'm afraid Mr. Dark Road's good friend is already too old, right?

What's more, with the strength of the teacher, there are probably not many who can be called old friends in the entire Liyuan Realm.

With curiosity, Lingwan approached the letter and looked at the envelope first, and saw that there was no signature on it, but there seemed to be a faint stream of water flowing in front of his eyes. When he looked at it intently, there was nothing. .

"It's that old guy Xuanhe, speaking of it, we haven't seen each other for decades!"

For his precious disciple, the gun definitely had nothing to hide, so he explained.

As soon as this remark came out, Lingwan's heart was shocked, and he secretly said that his teacher and the ancestor Xuanhe were friends for many years?

"Big Brother Yun Xiao's sister, seems to be worshipped by the ancestor Xuanhe, right?"

Lingwan was no longer the little fat man who was not good at thinking in Qianlong Continent now. When he heard the name Xuanhe, he immediately guessed something and opened the letter paper impatiently.

"Sure enough, it is Sister Yun Wei!"

When Lingwan first saw the words "Hello Lingwan, I'm Yunxiao's sister Yunwei" at the beginning of the letter, there was no more doubt.

It's just that he doesn't know, what does Yun Wei mean when he writes this letter to herself?

Next, Reimaru read the contents of the letter paper at a glance and ten lines. His face gradually became more and more gloomy, making the gun Jue on the side doubtful. Is there anything else that is worth anger for his disciple?

With the strength of the gun, if you want to take a peek, or even blatantly want to come and see, Reimaru will not say anything, but this is a letter from the other party to his disciple. He is arrogant and naturally will not peek.

"The three big sects, you deceive people too much!"

When Qiang Jue heard this hateful sound from Ling Wan's mouth, he couldn't help being surprised, how did Xin Dao get involved with the three sects again.

Although he is not afraid of those giants, he does not want to provoke them easily.

The strong alone has the benefits of the strong alone. For them, the top five sects, the three top sects can not provoke as much as possible, and sometimes even if they lose face, they will turn a blind eye.

For example, when the ancestor Xuanhe set up the Xingxing Building and smashed the corners of the main building of the Xingxing Building, Luo Tianxing didn't care too much, and finally let him take Yun Wei away.

In Luo Tianxing's view, this is just a trivial matter, because such trivial matter is not worth offending a top powerhouse, but this is not to say that picking the stars is really afraid of Xuanhe ancestor.

Once the two parties disagree over some inseparable interests, they may not compromise.

Just like the battle in Tartary Buckwheat City, Yin Buqun and the others did not even care about the identity of the ancestor Xuanhe.

Because the importance of Blood Moon Jue has surpassed the price of offending Xuanhe ancestor, they did not believe that Xuanhe ancestor, a lonely strong man, would really tear his face with the giants like Xingxinglou Lieyang Hall.

At this moment, looking at the state of Lingwan, the gun must have reason to believe that something unknown must have happened. At this moment, he was very curious about what was written in the letter.

"Teacher, look!"

Lingwan strongly suppressed the strange anger in his heart, and handed the letter paper to the teacher's hand. The light in his eyes fluctuated, seeming to be measuring some gains and losses.

After all, today's Lingpill hasn't reached the top level of the mainland. It is the teacher next to him who can really break the wrist with the three major sects. This is also the real reason why Yun Wei sent this secret letter.

As for whether the teacher really chooses to help Yunxiao and the three sects as enemies for his own face, this Lingwan is not very sure, and he is also a little entangled.

The teacher has been comfortable and comfortable these years, and has not provoke the three top sects, galloping horizontally in this desert, even with him as a spearhead disciple, follow the scenery infinitely.