Supreme Uprising

Who is this man?

Luo Yunyang did not feel how many friends he had in the third generation. There is no mistake in saying that there are more enemies than friends.

Moreover, Luo Yunyang's opponents far exceeded the number of his friends in the third generation, so at this time, who exactly gave Luo Yunyang such a reminder? His mind flashed quickly.

Is it Father Yuan's desire to catch and release, or something else?

I thought about this idea in my heart, but Luo Yunyang's surface was not revealed at all. In the shopping with green ink, Luo Yunyang still talked about the wind and even bought a few things.

Of course, these things are very small for him.

“What have you been up to?” When Luo Yunyang returned to live in the cave, a boy wearing a green robe shouted almost reproachfully at Luo Yunyang.

The boy's cultivation, that is, the beginning of the Star River Realm, was quite different from that of green ink, according to the cultivation. But seeing the boy's ink flashed a little fear in his eyes.

Obviously, he fears not the child's cultivation, but the identity of the child, and may even say that he fears the person behind the child.

“In the morning wind, Brother Yunyang thought it was a bit boring, so I took him to visit the mutual market.” In the voice of green ink, there was a smile.

But he laughed, for the boy, it really didn't do him any good, the boy snorted, “This is the third generation of nobody, can any cat and dog can barge in randomly, you are also an old man within the sect, don't you understand this rule? ”

This is a boy called Morning Wind. Although it sounds like a lesson in ink, in fact, this is a cat and dog, but it is aimed at Luo Yunyang.

Luo Yunyang knew about this. Although he did not know where he had offended the morning wind, he was well aware that he and this morning wind were absolutely difficult to find in a trench.

In other words, this is an enemy.

“Pfft!” Just as the morning wind was preparing to open its mouth to educate people, it felt a huge force and a heavy fan on his face. Under the influence of this force, the morning wind flew out heavily.

The morning wind, which fell heavily on the ground, was full of unbelievable colors. Although he was just a boy, he was different in the absence of a previous lord in the third generation.

Speaking of which, he was the servant son of the Lord of Mount Floating God. Although he could not yet represent the Lord of Mount Floating God, even the elders of the third generation who had no superiors, when faced with him, all smiled.

Because he represents the patriarch who floats the Mount of God.

It is precisely for this reason that it fuels the atmosphere of the morning breeze and makes it appear to be trekking. Even such core disciples as green ink, he dares to teach a lesson.

When he was ordered to come to Luo Yunyang this time, he was ready to shake the wind to please the person he wanted to please, but he didn't think that his words had just been said, and he slapped him in the face.

“You hit me! How dare you hit me? You are such a dare, who condoned you to act so wildly!” The morning wind became angry and roared at Luo Yunyang.

Green ink also stunned, he obviously did not expect Luo Yunyang to treat the boy sitting under the Patriarch so powerfully.

This beating, not just the boy, but also the face of the lord. Thinking of the strength of his own homeowner, the heart of green ink shook up.

“Without knowing the evil of inferiority, you are the one who strikes! You little servant, how dare you scream in front of the future doorman in front of the core disciple of my Glass Vajra Gate! ”

Luo Yunyang's voice was not too high, but instantly spread all over the place. Those III disciples who had already been drank by the morning breeze had no previous disciples, one face flashed with a hint of disdain.

They are the direct disciples of the Third Unknown, traditionally tall, not to mention the Glass Vajra Gate, even stronger branches, not much in the eyes.

And this Luo Yunyang, actually, is very formal, tell him the identity of Glass King Kong Gate, 1510.

Isn't it boring to look for yourself? Didn't you hit yourself in the face?

Just when someone wanted to laugh, they heard the wind roar that morning: "I am a servant boy sitting in the throne, you... how dare you! ”

In Floating God Mountain, Morning Wind is an eye-catching figure. He is often behind the Floating God Mountain Master, and often represents the Floating God Mountain Master to conduct affairs, so almost all III disciples without previous disciples know him.

Now look at the way he was beaten to death, many people are surprised at the same time, what flashed in their hearts was happiness, joy, a kind of overjoy.

After all, they were drunk by a servant as a direct disciple of the third unclassified lord, and they were equally upset.

“You are the servant of the Lord. How can the Lord have such an unattended servant? As you have just done, is it possible that the Patriarch does not see our branches in his eyes, so let servants like you insult him! ”

Luo Yunyang watched as more and more Third Generation disciples gathered here, the louder the voice added: “If this is true, I would like to ask the Patriarch if he will take our branches as part of Third Generation without the Patriarch! ”

None of the disciples of the Third Generation were fools. They thought Luo Yunyang was a reckless messenger, but now they realize that this matter is far more troublesome than they thought.

Although the main vein looks down on the branches, which is the third without the last public secret, this must not happen to the lord.

As Lord of the Floating God Mountain, if he says that he can't see the tributary, then III has no hundred pulses of the superior, I'm afraid there will be a big mess.

Even if those nine people ignore the heavenly dignity of nothing, I am afraid that they will personally come and give this matter to the Lord of the Floating God Mountain and give it a good theory.

For a moment, the noise was loud and the room became quiet. Some III disciples who had tried to please the morning breeze also stopped.

Now the thing is, it's not something they can solve, it's a piece of water, a piece of water that can drown them.

Morning wind's body was also trembling. He heard Luo Yunyang's words and realized that things were troublesome. He was only doing Yuanzheng a favor and told Luo Yunyang that he had promised to challenge Yuanzheng, but did not think that he was involved in the matter between the branches and the main vein at once.

If it's not handled well, maybe he'll crush the bones.

There was no more thought and Luo Yunyang tangled with him, and he said, “This is over, let me go. ”

To be able to say this, the morning breeze has been soft. But Luo Yunyang, who already feels a hint of conspiracy, how can the morning breeze go away easily?

He waved, a golden flagpole, which had been pulled out of the ground, and at the moment when the flagpole appeared, a purple rope hoisted the morning wind over the flagpole.

“Now that you say that you are the servant of the Lord, I will wait for the Lord to send for you. I would like to see if your servants have humiliated me with the permission of the Lord. ”

The morning wind wanted to struggle, but found itself powerless, and he wanted to cry. Things were beyond his grasp, and once things passed through the Patriarch, how could he not be better off?

On the far mountain, Prince Jing Yuan stood slightly, but when he saw the morning wind hanging on the flagpole, a glimmer of killing flashed in his eyes.

If you beat a dog, you still have to see the master. This morning the wind is the boy who serves the Lord of Mount Floating God, then he represents the face of Mount Floating God. Now being hung on the flagpole is like hitting his teacher in the face.

But listening to his subordinates, he also began to realize the difficulty of things. There are too many branches without superiors in III, and this kind of thing occurs in the main patriarch and branch, although it can be handled in a thunderous manner, but after the treatment, the huge cracks that it produces are not solved in a day.

“Father, the Lord has asked you to settle this matter.” A boy who waited beside the Lord of Mount Floating God said with a hint of grievance in his voice.

Prince Jing Yuan ignored the boy's divinity. He looked at the boy and said: “What is the explanation for the master's honor? ”

“The Lord said that the friendship between the main vein and the branches must not be broken by a daring servant!” The boy knew what the phrase meant, but he said it.

Because he knew that if he didn't say anything, he would be the one who would eventually lose his life.

Prince Jing Yuan nodded and a hint of cold flashed in his eyes. He nodded at the boy and swept away towards Luo Yunyang's location.

“Brother Yunyang, my master has always treated all branches equally. Today, this servant does not know the thickness of the heavens and the earth, and acts wilfully. It is truly a great evil pole. ”

When Prince Jing Yuan spoke here, he simply ignored the colour of the prayer in the wind's eyes that morning. He coldly said: "According to the rules of the sect, this man's sins are not minor. When God's soul is extinguished, he serves as an example! ”

In the talking room, Prince Jing Yuan's fingers pointed towards the morning wind that was about to open, and the body of the morning wind collapsed in the sky.

Morning winds die, letting the lively people around quickly leave one by one. They were well aware that, although Jing Yuan, who had killed Chen Feng, had done so, in fact, his heart did not know how angry it was.

Keep watching the fun at this time, that's basically dying.

Luo Yunyang looked at the dead morning breeze and smiled softly: “Although he is not a minor offender, he is still young. Just to teach the prince a lesson, why punish him so severely? ”

“Humph, the rules of the Sect are so, I can't change either.” Speaking of this, Prince Jing Yuan said coldly: “By the way, the morning wind came this time, mainly to congratulate Brother Luo, you challenged the matter of the former prince, the three priests have agreed, three days later, on the long platform, hope Brother Luo's flag wins, to climb the throne of the prince! ”