Everlasting Dragon Emperor

Middle-aged Leng Ao seems to be very satisfied with the attitude of the village head. He nodded and said, "You live here, knowing that in the Tianfeng Plain, when did the Phoenix tweet start?"

"About half a month ago, it was very loud, but now, it seems to be getting weaker and weaker!"

The village chief answered honestly.

"Oh? Half a month ago? Are there any legends about the Tianfeng Plain in your village, tell me in detail!"

Leng Ao middle-aged instructed.

The village chief told the legend about Tianfeng Plain carefully.

After the village chief finished his speech, several Tenjinsong frowned and pondered, and then glanced at the village chief’s courtyard, expecting to find clues.

Suddenly, Leng Ao's middle-aged eyes lit up, stepped out, and appeared in front of a chair in the yard. He looked carefully, revealing the color of surprise, saying: "Fengxiang wood, this is actually made of Fengxiang wood, Fengxiang wood actually Made into a chair, it's almost a mortal thing!"

Then he waved his hand and put the chair away.

Several other middle-aged men were envious and glanced.

"That stool is also Fengxiang wood!"

"There is also this steamer, which is also Fengxiangmu!"

A few middle-aged, eyes shiny, body flashing, all these things away.

"Haha, so is the bed inside!"

Leng Ao young man laughed and rushed into the room.

"Hey, why are you doing this? Like a robber, that's the bed where I sleep. Take it away, where do I sleep?"

Feng Ling couldn't help but called out.

"what did you say?"

Leng Ao's middle-aged man turned around with a strong breath, which pressed against Feng Ling. Feng Ling's body shuddered and retreated, blood spilled from his mouth.

But Feng Ling was extremely stubborn and wanted to speak again. The village head quickly stepped forward and stopped Feng Ling, saluting several fists of the gods and gods, saying: "Several adults forgive sins, my granddaughter is young and indifferent, a few Adults are heroes, don’t know her like this!”

"Take care of her mouth, otherwise you don't know how to die!"

Cold proud middle-aged cold mouth.

The village head should naturally be one after another.

Leng Ao middle-aged walked into the room and took Feng Ling's bed away.

bump!

At that moment, a wooden house collapsed suddenly in the rest of the village, and the smoke filled it. Several young men in green robes took a wooden post away.

Obviously, in addition to a few people from the Tianshenzong Han Dynasty, other people came to the village and found Fengxiangmu.

"There are other houses, let's go, don't let those who want to be poisoned finish it!"

Several big men of Tenjinzong saw that they rushed to other villagers' houses.

In their eyes, this village is simply a treasure. Before anyone else finds it, they will clean it up.

Several big men of Tenjinzong rushed to the houses of other villagers and ransacked them. When the villagers stopped, they slapped directly.

"Grandpa, what are these big disciples, like robbers!"

Feng Ling was upset.

"Hey, the world of martial arts is originally weak meat and strong food!"

The village chief sighed, and at the next moment, his face changed suddenly, shouting, "No, that's an ancestral hall!"

After talking, the village chief rushed towards the largest stone house, and Feng Ling quickly followed.

At this time, the few gods of the Tianshen Sect, and a few green robe youths, had already come to the stone house.

"The brands inside are actually Fengxiang wood, they are sent, they are sent!"

Tenjinzong shouted in surprise.

"That's ours!"

Several green robe youths shined.

"Come on, we discovered it first!"

Tenjinzong Lengao middle-aged.

A few people strode forward and rushed into the stone house.

"Masters, masters, wait a minute!"

The village chief arrived, stopped in front of the stone house, bowed down and bowed.

"Old man, what are you doing? Don't get away!"

Leng Ao middle-aged scolded.

"Several adults, there are all the ancestors of our village, please don't take them away, the old man begs you!"

The village chief knelt down and kowtowed again and again.

Inside the stone house, all the ancestors of the village were placed on the tablets, and other things could be taken away, but he could not take those cards away from others.

Otherwise, how does he face his ancestors?

"Old and immortal, get out!"

Leng Ao middle-aged kicked out, kicked the village head directly out, smashed the wall of the stone house, the village head lay on the ground and vomited blood.

"grandfather!"

Feng Ling yelled, rushed to the village head, and lifted the village head to see that the village head was only injured, then let go of his heart, and then glared at Lengao Dahan and others, cursing: "You are still disciples of Dazongmen, just like robbers, No, not even robbers, even robbing other people’s ancestors!”

"Little bitch, what are you talking about? Find death!"

Leng Ao middle-aged, bursting into a cold murderous body, stepped out, appeared in front of Feng Ling, slapped towards Feng Ling with a slap.

This slap, Leng Ao middle-aged has used a bit of strength, with Feng Ling's cultivation, this slap fan, will definitely die.

However, Leng Ao's middle-aged slap, halfway, was caught by a big hand.

A black-faced young man, I don’t know when, has appeared in front of Feng Ling, grabbing the wrist of Leng Ao middle-aged.

The black-faced young man is naturally Lu Ming.

Just now, he went to the outside of Tianfeng Plain and checked the situation. When he found nothing unusual, he returned to the village. Unexpectedly, he just saw this scene.

"Brother Lu!"

Feng Ling called out subconsciously.

"Sorry, I'm late!"

Lu Ming nodded to Fengling and the village chief.

"Boy, dare to stop me, to death!"

At first glance, Leng Ao was holding a black-faced young man. He looked very ordinary. Coupled with Lu Ming's dialogue with Feng Ling, he thought that Lu Ming was a man in this small village.

boom!

His whole body broke out and wanted to sever Lu Ming's palm.

But Lu Ming's eyes were cold, his palms were squeezed hard, and the power of terror rushed towards the other party.

Click, click...

In an instant, Leng Ao's middle-aged real element was dissipated, and the bones of his arm were broken like inches of mud.

"Ah, ah, ah, my hand!"

Lengao middle-aged screamed sternly.

bump!

Lu Ming held Leng Ao middle-aged arm and raised Leng Ao middle-aged, as if he had dropped a broken sack and hit the ground heavily.

The ground vibrated. Leng Ao middle-aged smashed the ground into a human-shaped pothole. He lay in the pothole, vomiting blood, and all his bones were broken.

On the side, several other gods of heaven, and a few young men in green robe, all froze, and then a few gods of heaven, shouted wildly: "Boy, dare to beat my god of heaven, find death!"

"I'm going to peel your skin!"

"Noisy!"

Lu Ming uttered indifferently, his figure moved, and then he heard a thumping sound and a scream of screams. When Lu Ming reappeared, there were several people in Tianshenzong and a few green robe youths, all wailing Lying on the ground, stacked together, covered in bones, I don't know how many were interrupted.

And their storage rings all came to Lu Ming's hands.

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