The strong man who guarded the door was surprised and hurriedly said, “It is not allowed to fly the strange beast inside the gate!”

Yun Ziang released the pressure, suppressed the group of Qingtianzong disciples who wanted to block it, and shouted loudly: "According to the ancient rules, the strange beast can ride to the living room, and the Qing Tianzong will not even understand this rule?"

Say, a beast's belly, the strange beast will speed up, galloping towards the distance.

The disciples were so pressed that they could not say a word, could not even move, and their hearts were terrified.

What is this cloud owner?How can we stop so many people?

In this way, a group of multi-tailed beasts came to the living room.

Someone in the living room was shocked: "Look, a lot of strange beasts!"Is it an enemy attack?”

Everyone was surprised, rushed to see, and saw a lot of tailed beasts coming, and there were people on the back of many tails.

"It's not an enemy attack, it's someone flying in an alien beast."Someone said, “So many strange beasts, who has such a big handwriting?”

The strange beasts gradually flew closer, the Yun family jumped from the back of the beast, and He Luo hurried to meet up: "Gentlemen..."

Before he had finished speaking, Yun Ziang handed him the horse-riding rammed and said, "There is labor."

Horo took the horse, full of face.

Yun Yue came over and said, "What's the matter, these multi-tailed beasts only eat the spiritual stone, and the other few heads are fed to the low-level spiritual stone, and the other side of the owner, please feed the middle-level spiritual stone."

Horo’s face suddenly darkened.

The Qingtian ancestors have just returned, although they brought back a lot of resources, but now to develop the gate, everywhere to pay money, but really can not take so many spiritual stones to feed the beast.

When the cloud moon saw this situation, he was surprised and said, “What is the difficulty of your gate?”If there is, say it, and we'll fix it for you."

Horuo suddenly had a toothache, and according to the rules, the owner had the responsibility to help the guests take care of the mount, but the modern sorcerers had almost no mounts, so they were completely unprepared.

But if there are not many spiritual stones to feed the mount, He Luoyuan said that he can't export.

Are they all falling to the ride that can’t feed their guests?The spread of the word is detrimental to the name of Zongmenwei, and it is also very unfavorable to this argument.

He could only bite his teeth.

He smiled and said, "There is no difficulty, I will let people take it down and take good care of them."

His smile was a little reluctant, the cloud moon's heart was despised, this spirit stone was painful, it was really a poor ghost.

They are all poor, and they want to divide Huaxia again, and their minds are in the water, right?

But she smiled on her face and said, "That's annoying."

Yun Ziang went into the waiting room, everyone saw him, got up to see the courtesy, Yun Ziang went straight to Ning Ruoyu, sitting with her, the two people talked and laughed, everyone saw this situation, before there were people with doubts, feel that the cultivation of the rain is only the upper situation, afraid that they can not fight with those ancient magicians.

Now that I see Yun Ziang standing with her, her heart is no longer worried.

Soon, the bells came from far away, and He Luoyuan said, "Gentlemen, the conference is about to begin, please follow me."

The men flew over a mountain with him, and at last came to a very spacious square.

There are many futons around the square, and in the upper part, there are ten budding groups, which are specially prepared for land gods.

The crowd landed on the edge of the square, and a group of Qing Tianzong disciples wearing robes led the people to take the seats.

Ning Ruoyu's position was in the middle of a crowd, and Yun Ziyang's position was still behind her.

He looked at his position, his mouth slightly raised, showing a cold smile.

Although his strength was not fully restored, he reached the point of land immortals, and the ancient sorcerers saw people low in their eyes.

Ning Ruoyu looked at the face of Yun Ziyang and silently lighted a wax for the ancient magicians in his heart.

Whomsoever you provoke is bad, and provoke Yun Ziang, and he can pit you to live and die.

Everyone took a seat, and a handsome disciple with a white robe came out and shouted, “Please, you immortals!”

The rain was almost choked to death by his own mouth.

The Immortal...

When they were on the mainland, they cultivated the time of the robbery, and they only dared to call themselves emperors, and dared not call themselves immortals.

Do they call themselves Satan?

Do you really think you are a god?

At this time, several lights flew out of the back peaks, like a few ray of light, falling before the yellow cloth futons.

Looking at the rain, there were nine people, all of whom were ancient magicians, six men and three women.

Ning Ruoyu asked a master in the upper family sitting around, and the master was the ancestor of the northwest: "Senior, do you know these people?"

The family's ancestors are very old, it is said that they are hundreds of years old, but he is not an ancient magician who woke up asleep, but has been closed for many years, and has not entered the world for a long time and has been forgotten.

Before Huaxia, there were few masters of the people's environment, so most of the ancient magicians sitting around the rain were ancient magicians, and those ancient magicians did not take much of them, and even if she asked, they would not pay attention.

The old man of the family was highly respected, and the treatment of others was very kind, and he said, "The one sitting in the middle is the ancestor of the Qingtianzhu, who is also the founder of the Qingtianzhu, the Qingtian Dao."

Ning Ruoyu nodded, the old family looked at the other people and said, "The other people I don't know, it should be the ancestors of Chu, Wanjia, Baijia, Huang Family, Long Tiger Mountain, True Yunzong, Yuan Xiangzong and Ding Zong."

Ning Rui Yu looked at the old ancestors of the family.

The old man was a man who was in the military, with a burly body, two meters full of two meters, wearing a long black leather coat, hair shaved into an inch, looking majestic, full of momentum.

It seemed to feel that Ning Ruoyu was looking at him, and he glanced over his head, Ning Rui Yu, his eyes full of contempt.

In his eyes, the rain is just an ant.

It’s hard to see if you look at the rain, it’s so bouncing.

Ten futons, but only nine land gods, Ning Ruoyu asked: "For whom is the remaining futon prepared?"

The old man said, "Nature is for the gods of war."

He paused, frowned, and said, "I don't know if the god of war will come today, if he doesn't come, today's sermon is afraid of some trouble."

Ning Ruiyu looked at the empty stall, no, he would come.

After the nine land gods were also seated, the Qingtian ancestors said, “What time is it?”

"If you go back to your grandfather, it's eight o'clock in the evening."The boy in a white robe.

In the Qingtian Dynasty, the outer disciples are all green robes, and the inner disciples are white robes.

The Qingtian Dao people said, "The hour has come, and since the gods of war have not come, they will not come."

Some people shouted loudly: "I really did not expect the reputation of the god of war in the sky to be so loud, in fact, it is useless to see, but even this courage."

The natural speaker is an ancient magician.

An ancient magician sitting on the other side of Ningruoyu's upper realm laughed and said, "There are no tiger monkeys in the mountains as the king, there are no immortals before, and he can naturally call the name of the god of war."And now a few immortals are back, and the word of the god of war is still not good to say."

"Yes, what kind of realm is his cultivation, no one knows, and it would be wrong to set his seat around several immortals."

The magicians dissed Yang Zenan, and the rain was not happy to hear.

Yang Zenan is also her friend, no longer good is also an acquaintance, they say so he, very do not give her face ah.

She prefers the rain to have no advantage, it is to protect short.

Before she could speak, she heard the young man say, "Gentlemen, we are still on the subject."

As soon as the voice fell, an old man who was too real said: "In the thousand years we are not here, Huaxia's morality has been lost, there is no superiority or inferiority at all, and the world does not understand the courtesy."In the past, it was the exhaustion of Reiki, there is no way, and now that Reiki is recovering, we are also back, and naturally we must do it according to the rules of the year."