The Mightiest Little Peasant

"He's going to destroy the door!"

"Poof! It's so funny!"

The crowd finally couldn't help but covered their mouths and laughed out loud.

Just like this second ancestor, also want to destroy the gate of creation?What a joke!Not to mention him, even if the one behind him came, he would only be able to return!

At that time, the Emperor Dao Mo was so powerful that he had not been hit by a bombardment, and he lost all his face.

Hearing the sound of laughter from all sides, the young man was startled again, and he became even more weird. Could these people be blind? Didn't they see these people with his bloody cultivation?

With his strength of thousands of blood, it is not easy to destroy an eight waste sect!

After listening to the Quartet’s argument, the old man in black also frowned, vaguely, he noticed something was wrong, the reaction of these people...too abnormal, as if waiting to see something good. of?

Could it be that this old man in Tsing Yi, and this true phoenix, really have a big head?

What's more about this chemical door?

At the moment, he racked his brains and thought hard, but he couldn't figure out what the origin of this character was, he had never heard of it.

"Laugh what laugh! Shut up! Smile again, the son will destroy you first!"

The young man swept from side to side, and he became a little angry and angry.

He was an emperor, and when he was so pointed and mocked in the back.

Everyone converged a little, but some were hiding behind, smiling giggly.

"You waste, do you know who this son is? This son is Ling Yangshan, and Emperor Lingyang is my father! With my strength in Lingyang Mountain, it is only a matter of annihilation to destroy a sect."

The young man's face was arrogant and he shouted at the Quartet.

"Ling Yangshan? Oh! It turned out to be Master Yang Yang!"

In the crowd, many people suddenly said aloud.

This Emperor Ling Yang, like the Mo Gu Emperor, was also a Emperor of Buddhism. He used to be Pangu, and he was famous, and this young Master Ling Yang had practiced in the Eight Wasteland Calendar hundreds of years ago and made troubles. A lot of movements were the famous evil spirits.

Unexpectedly, today, this is all a thousand blood cultivation.

"Just know it's Ben Young Master!"

Ling Yang Shaozhu said coldly.

He looked at Zaozhua again, and said sternly: "Old guy, if you don't want your Dahua door to be destroyed, you will give me this girl obediently, otherwise..."

"Otherwise?" Zaohuazi sneered, "I have heard the prestige of Lingyang Mountain for a long time, but with your Lingyang Mountain, I'm afraid I can't destroy my Taoist Gate..."

"Haha! Joke! Who do you think you are? And you, the character, you haven't even heard of it, and you don't know where the third-rate strength came from. You dare to brag in front of your son."

Ling Yang Young Master sneered, and then his face sank, "Since you don't know the fun, the son is welcome, destroy you first, then go to your fortune gate, and destroy you!"

He said that his body was shocked, and the cultivation of Thousand Blood suddenly broke out, and he would kill him.

But at this moment, there was a loud shout among the crowd on the side.

"Slow down!"

Ling Yang Shaozhu stunned, turned around, and saw a burly figure, dressed in gold armor, with a golden spear in hand, all of which were golden cancans. The old man, who was almost blind, came out and swept towards this side Come.

He fixed his eyes and his eyes widened.

Nima!The equipment of this body is really dazzling, and his eyes will be blinded, and these two pieces are even the Jiujia Supreme!

Who is this old guy?

How can there be such a superb equipment?

"Are you going to destroy the Forge Gate? Have you asked me Ling Clan?"

This man was Ling Zhanxu, and he looted to the forsaken, and shouted loudly at the young master Yang Naling.

"Ling tribe?"

Ling Yang Young Master was stunned. This Ling tribe was still famous among the Eight Wastes and Ten Thousand Tribes. There were several seven robbers in the tribe, but why did this Ling tribe have two supreme weapons?

Also, what is the relationship between this Ling clan and this fortune?Would you rather take the risk of offending his spirit Yangshan, but also stand up and protect these two people?

He was really puzzled. How could a Ling clan in this district have such a courage to work against his Lingyang Mountain?

"Ling clan's old monster, right? You think about it, but you are fighting against my Lingyang Mountain!"

Ling Yang Shaozhu lowered his face and said viciously.

"Why, you still want to destroy my Ling Clan Manchu?" Ling Zhan sneered and looked at the Ling Yang Young Master with a look of contempt, "You're calling your Lao Tzu, try to destroy my Ling Clan! "

"you……"

Young Master Ling Yang's face flushed.

After all, it is an ancient race, and there is an ancient city left by its ancestors.

"Humph! It may not work to destroy you Ling Clan, but you Ling Clan will not want to step out of the ancient city in the future!" He said angrily, "Your Ling Clan's clan will come out, and your son will kill one, see how long you can persist !"

"Huh! It is worthy of being the son of Emperor Zun, it is overbearing! Powerful! Powerful!"

At this time, on the side of the crowd, there was a teasing voice.

A white figure flew from there, applauding as he walked up.

The spirit looked up at the young master and couldn't help but startled.

Who is this guy?

Looking at this posture, it is clear that he came against him.

This is really weird. Before, he revealed his identity, the eight wildernesses, the various denominations, which were not scared to death, and some were shaking, some of them had to kneel down to beg him and lick him.

But now, how has everything changed.

Those people in the Quartet were laughing at him, and the old Ling clan, and this one who didn't know which one, stood up one after another to work against him, which was unbelievable before.

"Being the Lord of the Lower Qin Clan!" When the person came near, Shi Shiran smiled, "Aren't you going to destroy the Forsaken, there are Ling Clan? It's better to count my Qin Clan, you destroy the Qin Clan first!"

The Spirit Yang Shaozhu heard a little ignorant.

What's wrong with this?

These people...have their heads drawn?He is the Young Master!His father is the Emperor Ling Yang, the real eight-robber strong!Are these people not afraid?

Normally, hearing of his name, even if these forces have a deeper relationship with the Fortune Gate, shouldn’t they stay away from it and make it clear, how can they take the initiative to pull up hatred?

He couldn't understand it at all.

The old man in black also opened his mouth slightly and was confused.

"No, no! Lord Qin, how can this kind of thing bring you the Qin tribe, should I let the Zhao tribe come!"

"Eh! Don't argue with each other, do you have my Jiang family? Let me come with the Jiang family. I haven't moved the Jiang family for a long time. I just took an emperor to try my hand and see my Jiang family. Is it still powerful?"

Then, in the crowd, people kept coming out one after another, laughing and authentic.

Ling Yang Young Master, and the old man in black, the expression on his face also changed from confused to shock.

what the hell is it?

How come there are so many clan standing out, they stabbed the horse honeycomb?

What is the origin of this chemical door?