Jing Tian's opinions grew more and more, and he sneered low.

Big power, now in his hands.

Letting Jun Muyan have a thousand means, under such a four-sided song, there will also be no way to escape, in the catastrophe.

Besides, his meticulous planning hasn't all been revealed yet!

Uh--!

A blade of light suddenly lit up in the square.

Next, two, three, four...

The crowd was surprised to see dozens of shadows suddenly flying out of one of the transmission arrays.

Swordlight whistled and headed straight for Junmu's face in front of the famine tower.

“Jun Muyan, you killed my master and ruined my century-old base industry. I fought with your demon! ”

Tianzhenmen, in the mysterious realm, fought with Muyan against Xuan Ghost Wood and Red Flame Gold Gate.

As a result, almost all the elites were gathered together, but Muay killed a flowering water in the secret.

Even Ancient Ancient Dragon, the only master of the culmination, died in the hands of the Emperor.

Since then, Tianzhenmen has fallen from second-rate sects to the last, and there is no place in the purple clouds.

These heavenly disciples' hatred of Junmuyan is well known.

Unfortunately, even if their ancient ancestral dragon were resurrected today, Muay would not be able to see it at all.

Not to mention just a few yuan infant disciples.

The sound of the harp sounded delightful, and they felt a wind gushing over them.

The sword in his hand shook twice and flew out of his hand.

Several of them screamed even more and fell directly on the ground to eat shit.

If so, how sad and brave they were when they first came out of the transmission array.

How ridiculous is that?

There were even monks watching, couldn't help laughing.

Tianzhenmen's disciples, one by one, were ashamed and annoyed, staring hard at Junmu.

The snowy girl in white had stopped hitting the strings and looked at them with ridiculous eyes. "Why? Haven't you guys broken up yet? ”

“Jun Muyan, don't lie too much!! ”

Mu Yan smiled and didn't smile: “When did I lie too much? Oh, you mean in the middle of the mystery, you guys robbed my baby, so don't be ashamed to try to bully me, but eventually I killed you? ”

Tianzhenmen disciples suddenly plugged in.

Because Jun Muyan said that, three words and two words, it was very precise.

But how can they admit that fact?

At one time, several people looked blue and white, but could not say a word.

“Jun Mu Yan!! ”

Watching the disciples of Tiananmen can't get off the stage for a while.

And suddenly there was another rage in the crowd: "Even if it was a treasure grab between you and Tianjinmen, what about my daughter? What did my daughter do to you? ”

Muang picked the eyebrows: “Who are you? ”

He was talking to a middle-aged man around the age of forty.

His face was full of anger and his eyes were filled with tears and he seemed to have suffered tremendous trauma.

Instead of answering Mu Yan's question, he arched his hand at the surrounding monks and said out loud: “In the next Su Shiqing, my daughter's name is Su Luoyi, and it was the most promising day of Longteng College. ”

“But who knows, Junmuyan, this demonic woman, jealous of the beauty of my daughter Sului in the secret environment, gave her [etched bone dang], making her unlike a ghost not like a ghost... you know how much pain and hatred I have seen my daughter suffer every day. ”