Thunder Martial

Purple did not listen to their arguments, nor was it clear what was going on with the Soul Guard.

Barry leads the way, the tomb guard is still in front, and Purple Snake walks side by side behind him and quickly arrives in the proceedings hall.

The so-called concourse hall is actually a separate cabin, very spacious. There is a rectangular wooden table in the middle of the cabin, five meters long, and dozens of wooden chairs in two rows.

Like a small village inhabited by mortals on the Tianwu continent, all buildings are wooden, not to speak of grandeur, but prevail over nature at will. The wood itself has a light and refreshing fragrance that allows people to breathe spirit and feel comfortable.

In the Chamber, eight elderly people are discussing things. There are six seniors, two seniors, who have been standing, not sitting down, and a few of them are emotionally excited.

Seeing the dragon tomb appeared, all eight of them turned out to be stunned, and the face of the elderly appeared stunned.

“Sheikh, are you back?” An old man looked incredibly at the dragon tomb.

The Dragon Tomb nodded and said, "Yes, Aunt Zhou, I'm back. ”

“It's the chief, it's really the chief back.” The old voice was filled with excitement, and an old man trembled forward and rejoiced.

And the tomb guard was screaming at my uncle and aunt, with a sweet mouth and a childish smile on his face.

Gravekeepers are very young, but these people are very old. If you call them grandparents, you can't help it. But he was screaming at his aunt and uncle, which made Purple feel a little weird.

But as you can see, these seniors are old enough to be drowning in their graves.

The old man, called Wambo, soon discovered the abnormality of the tomb guard, and was surprised: “Chief, how did you fall? ”

In the talking room, the old man's eyes shot two eye-catching lights. First, he passed the snake and then landed on the purple body. “You must have fallen because of this intruder, you took him as a soul guard? ”

The old man's eyes disappeared and his face became merciful again. Seems to be because of the tomb guard, even with the old man looking at the purple eyes, as the elders are looking at the later generations.

The other elderly people, too, measured purple and purple, with great goodwill in their eyes.

At this moment, hear the four words of the Soul Guard, purple eyebrows can't help but wrinkle.

“No, even a soul guard shouldn't fall into the Seven Realms. Is this one of the soul guards? Looks good.” The light in Aunt Zhou's eyes dissipated.

“Little guy, what is your name?” Wamble looked at Purple and asked, very kind.

“Purple.” Zixuan said slowly.

“Well, good.” Wang Bo nods satisfied: “As an intruder, you can become the soul guard of Kogi, which is also your creation. Your loyalty doesn't need to be tested anymore. Next, protect Ogi. ”

“Loyalty? Testing, protecting?” Purple frowned and looked back at the tomb in surprise.

Looking at Purple Question's eyes, the tomb guard apologized and smiled. He turned around and said: "You misunderstood, his name is Purple Queen, he is my friend. Not a soul guard. ”

One word falls, the old people who were previously very kind and kind, one eye is a sharp light. Originally, they all looked like they were dying, but now they're surrounded by powerful breaths, like an awakened beast of great ferocity.

In the eyes of an old man, the Sen Cold Killer flashed, and he bluntly said, "Kiki, do you remember Ancestry? ”

"" Uncle Liu, let me explain. ”

The old man shook his head stubbornly and said indifferently: “There is no need to explain, ancestral training is ancestral training. The invaders came here, either dead or enslaved. He refined and devoured the seal of God, just as we took the opportunity to enslave him. ”

The person nodded, “Well, now we can join forces and enslave him. The intruders are not eligible to come to us. This is ancestral training, and this is the rule! ”

Listening to these old people's voices filled with indignation, listening to the sound of enslavement, the sound of slaughter, Purple did not act excessively, just... rolled his eyes.

Yeah, rolled his eyes.

Because these old folks, the aura around them, it's only eight. Not the Eight Peaks, nor the Eight Middle and Late Periods, but the First Eight, barely stabilize the Eight Realms.

Don't say that there are only eight of them. Even if there are eighteen or twenty-eight of them, the purple ones will still roll their eyes.

Faced with Dawson's cold gaze, Purple has no pressure at all, and can even be easily measured around. The Wamble, staring dead at Purple, said apathetically: "Boy, at this moment of life and death, make your choice? ”

Purple glanced at the old man and then looked at the tomb guard, the latter stalling his hand, indicating helplessness at the moment.

Purple nodded and said yes, then he also stared at the old man: “It doesn't matter. ”

Wang Bo was angry, his eyebrows were upside down, and the other seven were angry, and his eyes flashed brightly. One of the old men drank loudly: "Barry, take him! ”

I thought the other party was going to do it directly, but who knew how to shout first, which made the purple look.

Barry stayed outside and heard the loud noise and rushed right in.

Not a sturdy cabin, it started to shake in the fierce atmosphere of Balinas.

“Die!” Barry shouted loudly, chopping his axe toward the purple.

Axe flashes and the cabin trembles.

The old man, who wanted to stop talking, was meant to let Barry hold each other back, not to kill. But the two are in the same situation. If the intruder can't even stop a blow, it doesn't deserve to be a soul guard, and he dies.

With that in mind, the old man didn't say anything either.

And then the axe fell, and you could see Barry mapping the grin on the axe.

Purple palm lifted, gently pushed, palm golden light surged.

The big axe struck Purple's palm. But it's like hitting a wall, a soft, sturdy contradiction wall. Ten percent of his power, instantly dissolved, is accompanied by a powerful counter-attack force that passes from the hand of the forward invader onto the axe.

A stronger surge of energy, like a violent wave.

“Boom!”

A shock struck and Barry flied out the door.

The shaking cabin stopped shaking as Barry left. But Barry just had the power of a powerful blow, but he didn't know where he was going.

Barry lost a move, which stunned a bunch of old men, but then nodded with comfort. Barry's fighting power is already considered to be one of the best in the clan, and the intruder can easily defeat him, obviously has good potential, such a person to serve as a soul guard for the elder is good.

Barry landed upside down and tried to get back on his feet, but without success, he was shocked and angry and roared.

“Snake, take him.” Or just the old man, drinking again.

The snake flashed, then pointed at himself and said, "Elder, I am full of wounds and I am not fit to fight. ”

The old man swept the snake viciously and was very dissatisfied. Evidently avoiding war in this situation is tantamount to cleansing one's face and morale.

Barry couldn't stand up, snakes couldn't fight, and besides the intruders, there were only eight elders and sheikhs left in the hall. At such moments, of course, no sheikhs can be allowed to fight. So the eight elders looked at each other and kept talking with their eyes.

You don't have to guess, Purple knows what it means in their eyes, which is who goes to war first, and obviously, it's hard to decide quickly when you come and go.

A little impatient purple, he said, "I'll tell you a few, time is limited, why don't you come along? ”

“Outrageous! ”

“To die! ”

All sorts of drinks rang again, and then the eight of them were violent, just stabilized in the cabin, and trembled again. And this time, in the face of the impact of so many forces, the cabin is on the verge of collapse.

The tomb guard was helpless and looked at the eight emotionally excited elders, with only one energy to protect the entire cabin.

An old man rushes toward the purple, surrounded by powerful energy, which, unfortunately, seems mighty but does not enter the purple eye at all.

Purple clapped slowly forward, blocking the old man's attack.

Energy collision, no vibration waves, just a dull shock.

“Boom!”

Step on the wooden chair over the old man at the long table and back again, one ass sitting on the wooden chair. With sudden retreat, the wooden chair slides back several meters until it stops at the wooden wall.

The old man dotted on the long table, his figure rushed toward the purple one, and she had a long sword in her hand. Over the sword, there is a faint dragon power, obviously a weapon made of dragon material.

The cold light flashed and the long sword straightened to the heart of the purple eyebrow.

But when the tip of the sword was a mile away from the purple, it suddenly stopped. The sword body is clamped by the purple fingers, and the tip of the sword cannot move forward without the strength of the old man.

The old man looked at the purple unbelievably.

The purple smile faintly, two fingers hard. The golden light flashed, the old man's body was unstable and backward, his feet were a little on the long table, his body landed directly on a wooden chair, and then the wooden chair slipped back, again at the wall.

“Heh!” “Heh!” “Psst! ”

Again, the three rushed toward the purple, the purple expression remained the same, and the surrounding golden light fluctuated. Three times in a flash, the three old men flew backwards.

How did the three get here and how did they get back? After falling on the wooden chair, it was brought to the wall by a force, side by side with the other two elderly people.

Eight people immediately lost five, leaving the last three, including Wang Bo and that Aunt Chow. Previously, their angry faces were full of shock.

“Come on, not the three of you.” Purple smiled softly.

“Insolent! ”

“Die! ”

The three of them drank again and rushed toward the purple.

With the golden glitter around the purple circle, how did the three of them get back, and then sit back in the chair?

Until after the eight people were completely side by side, Zijuan took a few steps forward, pressed his hand against the long table and looked at the eight old people who were shocked and said: “How many seniors, is this result satisfactory? ”