Qiuyin River learned about some of Luosheng's death, but did not disclose all of it to the Tai Yi Mountain side.

But Ling Frost had previously speculated that Luo Zheng was most likely from the Jiuli clan.

It's just that the issue of identity is too sensitive, Luo Zheng himself did not mention it, and Ling Frost intentionally avoided the topic.

She had no idea that there were survivors in Jiulu.

“Are you Jiuli?” Rosenzheng stepped forward and asked.

These Nine Li people were anxious, and their brother-in-law said, "Young lady, this is bullshit. Why should you be serious? If there's nothing else, we can say goodbye! ”

This is more than one chance to explore the temple.

While it is indeed a pity to give up now, it is their most taboo thing to expose themselves.

If the other person leaves something on their own yang soul, then Shundo touches the melon, I'm afraid they can strangle the family of Jiulu!

For the sake of safety, they would rather give up, not to mention that the Temple of the Masses will be reopened in the future.

“Wait," Rosen took a step forward, blocking the entrance.

The Kowloon people became very ugly at first sight.

If Rosen really wants to keep them, it's too easy!

“Your Excellency, we have no quarrel with you, and we ask you to lift your hands," said the brother-in-law.

Who knew Rosen would ignore him at all, pointing a finger at him and saying: "You, come here! ”

Little love winks.

Even though my brothers are nervous to death, it's easiest to be petty.

She always felt that the man in front of her was absolutely innocent of Kowloon, but in the opinion of her brother-in-law, it was just that she was not naive.

“Don't be too embarrassing, Your Excellency..." said his little brother bitterly.

Others were equally troubled, with little love, and I'm afraid that a few words will reveal their origins.

Luo Zheng didn't want to ignore these people at all, and walked straight to the other side with a little love.

Little brother-in-law's eyes couldn't stop him, suddenly he was fierce, “I repeatedly discouraged you, Your Excellency won't listen. When you really push people to despair, you can only offend your Excellency first! ”

“Buzz!”

The purple glow of his soul with the four other Jiuri blossoms.

The four souls of the sun suddenly formed a whole!

A phantom gradually emerges in their center, which is a three-headed, six-armed phantom!

“It is Jiuli...” Ling Frost saw that the six-headed eye was also slightly flashed.

This fiction also relies on the power of the blood of Jiuli to build the soul divinity, the power is amazing, but Ling Frost has no worries, this soul divinity is no longer powerful, and it can not be an opponent of Luo Zheng.

I'm afraid these people are also in a hurry to make the choice.

“Brother! ”

Little Love saw her brother choose to do it directly, and she was also very anxious.

“Three heads and six arms?” Rosen's mouth rose slightly, revealing a slight smile, "so did I. ”

“Wow!”

The power of the wild god was mobilized between moments, and the blood of Jiulu was pouring through him.

In an instant, Rosen's figure surged tenfold, five or six years old “Little Giant”, about the same size as the phantom, waved three pairs of fists, and smashed the past hard towards the phantom of the three heads and six arms.

The fiction of these three six-arms is the stunning trick of these people at the bottom of the box. They will never use it before their lives are at stake. After all, once they do, they will naturally reveal their identity.

They were also forced to do so because they chose to do so at this moment.

“Pfft!”

This fiction was used to kill the soul of the sun. It was amazing. There was no possibility of confrontation when it came to “authentic goods” such as Luo Zheng.

At the moment of touch, all five felt their heads pounding, and they couldn't even sustain their three heads and six arms, and the phantom collapsed.

The minds of the five men were torn apart and squatted with their heads on the ground.

“Don't hurt my brother!” Little anxiety said.

Little brother-in-law, though extremely painful, had an unknown emotion coming out of his head. He threw the pain behind his head in a blink of an eye and stood up suddenly and said in an incredible voice: “You, you, you, you...”

He even said a few words “you”, but the shadow of the crushed pain was still in his mind, not a word complete.

Luo Zheng gently dissipated the power of the wild god and quickly regained his normal size, laughing: “You want to tell me why I can make three heads and six arms, right? ”

“Ooh...”

Little brother-in-law covered his head and endured the severe pain before nodding his head and saying: "Yes! This is the blood god of the Jiulu clan! Why would you...”

“Brother, there's nothing here. Why? He must be one of us in Kowloon to make three heads and six arms!” Little love takes its course.

Rosen nodded and laughed, but this little girl was frank and sincere.

But you can't blame her brother.

After the extermination of Jiulu, these surviving families lived with caution and caution.

Little Love's brother, and several other men of the Jiuli ethnic group stared at Luo Zheng with an incredible look. They really didn't expect that the speculation that Little Love was at the door of the Temple of the Messiah was true!

“I don't know, sir. Which one is Jiulu?” Little brother arched his hand and asked.

Luo Zheng turned his head and glanced at the cream, which stared at the stall, indicating what you liked to say and not say.

He has been in Heavenly Palace for some time. It would be too sad if Luo Zheng were to pay attention to Ling Frost now.

“My mother… it's Loshui,” said Rosen.

Luo Xuan's mother later took the name "Li”, but the real name in Jiuli was “Loshui”.

These people were born after the demise of the Kowloon clan, the younger generation of Kowloon.

Though they have never lived through that era, legends about Jiulu have been heard since childhood, and of course they know who “Loshui” is!

“You…”

“Is royalty! ”

“Should I choose to believe…”

Several others stood still, and Xiao Xiao looked at Luo Zheng with a silly look.

Only Xiao Xiao's brother trembled a few times, and he had to kneel down to Luo Zheng.

Who knew Luo Zheng could help him gently, and shook his head with a smile: “Why should I be so polite? Maybe I'm lying to you? ”

This is naturally a joke.

The Kowloon clan has developed a three-headed, six-armed bloodline that is already very demanding, and the bloodline cannot be faked.

Crystal's eyes are also a little complicated.

Though she had speculated that Rosenberg came from Jiulu, she had no idea that he was so involved with Jiulu.

If Jiuli is prosperous, his position should be similar to that of Phoenix...

No, it's a lot taller than Phoenix.

After all, the Heavenly Palace is the Seven Mountains Alliance, the Seven Mountains Seven Emperors.

Although there are nine tribes in Jiulu, it is respected by one person, and the royal family ranks much higher than that of the Heavenly Palace.