The Strongest Sect of All Times

King Chang smiled and drove an ancient battleship to the interior of Western Hellings at 500 mph, and found that there were arrays of arrays everywhere, as well as black men lurking in the dark, kind of like checking the speeding electronic eyes.

So he stopped.

The disciple will pull out all the evil men in black and ask them who sent them.

Such bullying was done only by Wanguzongzheng, because the Kyushu Sect came here carelessly to avoid being beaten down by evil groups.

“Master Han? ”

King smiled and touched his chin. “What do you mean? ”

“Han... the leader of the Korean Alliance is the leader of the Wanxian Alliance...” The black man stumbled.

Especially looking at the night stars standing beside him, Su Xiaofo, smiling on the tree, and Xiao Sinxi, squatting with big stones, the frightened souls are about to fly.

These core disciples, although only the Wuhuang cultivated, practiced all the years in Wanguzong, inadvertently transmitted momentum, like a wild horse.

“Wanxian League? ”

"" Be specific. ”

Those in black who were frightened by the night stars and frightened by their wars could not care less about loyalty and disloyalty, and rushed to reveal everything they knew.

“So that's it.” Kingston laughed and understood.

The so-called Wan Xian League, an organization in Western Hellings, is made up of hundreds of demons, similar to the 100 alliances in Qingyang County.

The supreme ruler of the Wan Xian League is elected as the leader of the Alliance and has absolute rights.

The leader of this session is Han Qian Tian, from the evil ancestral sect, has been in office for centuries, taller in terms of status, even than the earthquake earth in Donghai fishery province, and the existence of the hegemonic hierarchy of Tuyi state.

“Why are you on guard?” Jungchang continued to ask with a smile.

"'Because… there are guests from the mainland,' said Blackjacket, 'the Alliance Master ordered us to set up guards everywhere. ”

“A guest from the mainland? Who?”

“This… I… I am a lookout without knowing…”

“Fuck off.”

Kingston smiled faintly.

The black man pissed his ass off.

It wasn't until long after leaving Wanguzong's disciple that he was paralyzed on the ground, accompanied by a cry: “Oh, my God, a bunch of monsters! ”

……

“Patriarch. ”

Jiang Evil Road: “Will the guests from the mainland be the Demon Gate Master? ”

“Possibly. ”

\ "Go, go to Wan Xianmeng headquarters,\" said King Chang. ”

“Brush!”

“Brush!”

The disciples climbed onto the battlefield of Tong Gu and headed towards the most prosperous region of Western Hellings.

Along the way, evil repairs can be seen everywhere, often fighting without a word.

“Patriarch. ”

Li Qingyang said: "This is a mess in Western Hailing. ”

King Chang laughed: “It's not the place where evil predominates. ”

Since we are going to Wan Xianmeng headquarters, we are also not interested in seeing the scenery along the way, and we are on our way to full speed.

“I'll go!”

“Is there a boat in the sky? ”

The mountains were calling to repair the evil, stopping, looking at the light that could not even be seen by the stern lights, and his eyes were stunned.

……

Wan Xiancheng, Wan Xiancheng.

Master Han Leung sat in front of the wine table in the lobby and laughed: “Please don't take it personally. ”

“It is truly a blessing to hear that Xi Hailing produces a variety of foods today.” The Devil's Gate Master laughed.

After two people had spoken, they started drinking and eating, and the sitting room was like an old friend they hadn't seen in years.

“Merchant. ”

After three tours of wine, the leader of the Korean League laughed: “Although Han has rarely been to the mainland, he also heard that you have ten spiritual stone veins in the Imperial Gate, right? ”

Surprise rose in the heart of the Devil's Gate.

This guy actually knows how many minerals my sect has. He seems to have put a lot of eyes on the mainland. I'm afraid it's been deliberate to invite himself to cooperate this time.

“Of course.”

“Han also asked," Don't get me wrong, "said Master Han, laughing. ”

You obviously want a spirit stone!

The Lord of the Devil's Gate broke his heart.

The overall strength of evil repair in Western Hellings is very strong, but if you invite them in, like leading a wolf into a room and putting yourself in the end, it's fucked.

“Come.”

"Here's to our sincere cooperation," said Master Han. ”

“Please.”

The more he drinks, the more he feels wrong and even feels like he has a good idea.

At this point, the importance of Mr. Yuan will be revealed, because if he is present, he will certainly give a very comprehensive analysis and advice.

Right now.

Sorry, the life and death of the Demon Emperor's Gate has nothing to do with me, because I only embrace Wanguzong, only King Chang smile, only Yao Mengying with the congenital body!

“Leader of the Korean League. ”

"This ancient monument has risen in just a few years," said the Lord of the Devil's Gate. ”

“Rest assured, business owner. ”

The Korean leader drank a glass of wine and vowed to Dandan: “A third-class sect, Han has 10,000 ways to instantly turn it into historical dust. ”

“ …… ”

The Demon Gate Master has no words.

This guy is good enough already. Drinking a little wine is even better. I'm afraid in his current state, picking nine Wu Emperors alone won't do the talking.

Hey.

My partner, he's unreliable.

Even the strongest king, Prince Yuan, couldn't bring a pig teammate, but he had the face to dislike other teammates.

“Come on!”

"This is a toast to what we want to do," said the Korean League Lord. “Have a nice sail! ”

“Alliance… Alliance leader…” Just finished, one of his men came running in from the outside, pointing to the outside, full of horror: “Yes… yes… a boat… came in…”

It's coming in!

Master Han got up and slapped the table angrily: "Are you drunk? ”

“Hey, hey, hey. ”

Suddenly, an audio test came from the air outside the hall, "Is Lord Han here? Please come out. We have business to discuss. ”

“Bang!”

The cup in the hand of the master of the Demon Gate fell on the table and his face was shocked: “King always laughs! It's Jung-chang laughing! What's he doing here? ”

“King always laughs? ”

"“ What did the merchant just say about the Ancient Patriarch? ”

“Nice! That's him! ”

The Master of the Devil's Gate's face became more and more difficult to look at, especially when he recalled the scene in the Valley of the Way, his buttocks suddenly spreading a chill.

“He actually came to my place. ”

The leader of the Korean league stepped out with anger: “Someone from Han will meet him. ”

……

Outside the lobby.

Thousands of Alliance members stood in the courtyard with all kinds of weapons and looked with dismay at the ancient battleship hanging above the gate.

The boat can fly, damn it!

“Sex ——————”

The Lord of the Korean League flew out of the lobby, and a bang fell on the stadium, and the strong evil spirits spread.

This man is strong!

“Hmm?”

Master Han looked up at the battleship and finally understood why his men had said that the boat had entered, so he sneered: “Up there, who is King Chang smiling? ”

“Me.”

“Get down! ”

“You are?”

“Lord Evil Buddhist Patriarch, Lord Wan Xian Alliance, Han asked heaven yes...”

“Boom!”

None of the voices fell, and the strong spiritual energy came from inside the arena. Thousands of members were swept out, and the sturdy hall collapsed directly.

Lens playback to slow down.

It can be clearly captured that King Chang smiled in front of Han Asking Heavenly Body, looking extremely serious and cold-blooded on his right face.

The main eyes of the Demon Gate, which had just come out of the lobby, gradually widened and his mouth gradually widened, waiting for the slow lens to recover, a stream of light wiping his shoulders exploded, the lobby directly collapsed behind him, and the whole floor trembled violently.

Dimpled dozens of fighter fields.

Monarch smiled and turned his legs slightly, bending slightly, still waving his fists, like the waves of Super Saiyan transformation erupted wildly.

“Whoo-hoo! ”

The air waves disturbed him and his head fluttered with dark hair.

He raised his head slowly and coldly: “Don't let this seat roll down, you're tired of living. ”

Cool!

Handsome!

Collapsed in the ruins of the lobby, seconds after the wine, seconds after the day, seconds after the air of the Korean alliance lord, this moment has been the depression of the right face, lying like rotten mud, the right leg occasionally twitching.

One punch, KO!

Don't underestimate this punch, because every frame has to cost more than a few hundred thousand dollars, whether it's from the start, the strike, or the face, the expression, the environment, the lens, the rendering, the late effects.

The Demon Emperor in front of the ruins, the blood and alcohol in his body rolled wildly.

It was agreed that there are many ways to make Van Gong become historical dust, and as soon as we meet, it will be seconded! Kill!

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PS, something's up this afternoon, 2 more this afternoon.