The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

It wasn't until these people finished talking that Bai Hu said, "I said, Brother Gu, these people are dying, how come they haven't realized anything yet?"

Gu Liufeng said with a chuckle: "Probably, they are so used to it, they can't understand their situation for a while."

Fan Guangxuan listened to their inattentive attitude, not to look at others and others in his eyes, and suddenly angered and coldly said: "Several warriors in the Golden Age period, when they are really invincible in the world, dare to come to my Yun Lan Zong arrogant and arrogant. All the brothers and sisters, let's go together and teach them what it means to be a man with a tail!"

"It's really noisy!" Nangong Yu, who had been silent for a while, suddenly said slowly, "Since they can't understand the situation, let them take a good look first."

As soon as the words fell, Nangong Yu's sleeves flicked.

Suddenly, the whole hall made a rumbling sound, and the roof above cracked and cracked, but in the blink of an eye, it collapsed and fell into dust.

Fan Guangxuan and others standing in the hall were all horrified and looked in front of the hall.

When they saw the scene in front of them, they all took a breath of breath, and the original arrogance and arrogance on their faces all turned into a deep fear and horror in the blink of an eye.

I saw in the square outside Yun Lanzong's hall, I don't know when hundreds of warriors in black armor had stood.

They lined up one by one and blocked every exit of Yun Lanzong strictly.

In the square, the disciples of the Yunlan Sect who were originally healing the aftermath were lying on the ground silently.

The entire Yun Lanzong, originally the bustling and noisy Yun Lanzong, seemed to be a ghost town at this time. He could not hear a little voice and could not see a half figure.

Fan Guangxuan's heart was filled with deep fear. He trembling his fingers to Xi Yue, his voice sharp and rapid, "You, who are you? These... who are these?"

Suxi took a step forward, and suddenly the purple vines in his hand flew out like a streamer flying all over the sky.

Fan Guangxuan was shocked and was about to sacrifice a magic weapon to resist.

Suddenly, the coercion that made him guilty pervaded. For a time, he seemed to be drowned in the cold blood of blood, full of fear, so that he could not move at all.

With the same feeling, there are all the elders of Yun Lanzong in the hall.

Each of them was terrified, and their expressions were magnificent. They watched the purple vines released by Suxi swarm like themselves, but their bodies could not move because of the oppressive force of the mountains and mountains.

After a while, all the elders in the hall were tied up by purple vines and placed in a row in front of Puxi.

Suxi walked slowly to Li Zhenyu, the tip of the purple vine provoked his chin, and his cold voice was with a murderous air, "Speak, Li Zhenyu, where have you sent my spiritual pet? You said, I may give you a happy one!"

Li Zhenyu's eyes widened, staring at her closely, as if looking at a monster, "You... who are you? What are those troops? Those... Those disciples who are not Qingxiamen, they are... …"

"So much nonsense!" Suxi sighed softly. "I have no patience to listen to you."

After that, a handful of silver powder in her hand gently sprinkled.

When did Li Zhenyu's voice stop suddenly.