Lang Biaotian returned to his master, with his own bell, Oriental Mo looked at, first came to the place where Lang Biao Tian just stood, people are a little blindfold, do not know what this Oriental ink is doing, whether it began in the place where Lang Biao Tian just prompted the weapon, is this a little too shameless?

Lang Biao's scolding has not yet been exported, oriental ink has begun to step, to the edge, people are even more puzzled, what is this Oriental ink to do!

When he reached the edge, Oriental Mo said a word to everyone: "Thirty-six steps, your radius is 36 steps."

When Oriental Mo said this sentence so calmly, people were almost thundered down, Nima this need you so careful amount?

People looked at Oriental ink without a word, he took thirty-six steps, only to stand, the palm of the hand turned over, just now, the soul of his own refining appeared in the palm of the palm, he wanted people to see intuitively, his soul ring, how much stronger than that Lang Biaotian!

However, people do not know what the hell is going on in the East!

In people's confusion, Oriental ink will be the soul bell upside down, the spirit of the palm, the soulbell will be moved up, people hear the Oriental ink soul ring sound is a little crisp, far away, not because the upside buckle on the ground on some sullen feeling.

Also in the finger, to the Oriental ink soul ringing as the center, there is a circle of traces on the grass, people have to admit that the Oriental ink of this soul ring, in fact, is really not inferior to Lang Biaotian, when aware of this problem, people only focused on their energy, want to see what the result is!

When the result appeared, people really blind, this result is not everyone can think of!

On the destructive power, Lang Biao's soul bells, but the grass on the ground pressed, individual break, but look at the results of people's eastern ink, from the soul bell the nearest circle has been uprooted, even the soil has been turned over, and those grass has long been broken, and farther away, those grass seems to be twisted, not at all hard cut off, it is more terrible than hard-to-be cut!

On the range, people are more impressed with the Oriental ink, it seems that this boy has long known that this will be such a result, because the Oriental Mo Ming clearly said that the radius of Lang Biaotian is 36 steps, people Oriental Mo also prepared 36 steps of the distance, but now look, the radius of Oriental ink is already the distance of the diameter of Lang Biaotian, because the edge of the Oriental ink wave range has exceeded the radius of Lang Biaotian!

Standing in the void, this result is more clear, because the two circles are one big and one small, and it is clear which weapon is more contrary to the sky!

When Oriental ink collected his own soul ringing, he smiled slightly: "Brother Lang, I can't imagine that you have let me so much, then I really want to thank you, if I get the identity token of the Nine Dark House, I will treat you as a brother!" 」

If the Oriental ink taunts, laugh at Lang Biaotian, but also a little more acceptable, but the Oriental ink said so, so that Lang Biao's face can't really hang, the eyes are round, want to do it!

However, the blood is not done, standing in front of the Oriental ink, coldly looking at Lang Biaotian: "Brother Lang, willing to gamble to lose, don't you understand this truth?"

"You... blood, why are you always looking out to outsiders."Even now, Lang Biaotian does not seem to use very harsh words to say this blood, at most is called the full name of the blood Lingling!

"Brother Lang, you..." Blood Linglong still wanted to continue to say something, but was stopped by a gesture of Oriental ink, and gently guarded the blood behind her.

When he turned around, his face was still with a calm smile, and he said to Lang Tian Biao, “What kind of bets we made before refining this weapon, you don’t know?”

"..." Lang Biaotian is not a fool, but now this result he can't think of it, when asked by Oriental Mo, he was speechless!

Oriental Mo coldly smiled: "Take out your nine palace bracelets, don't take anything out of it!"

"Cough..." When Oriental Mo said this sentence, everyone could not calm down, this situation, no one thought of it!

Lang Biao Tian stared at a pair of eyes, if you really give his nine palace bracelet to this boy, he will definitely have meat pain, the home here is very much he cherishes, those materials, those materials for refining weapons, think of it here, Lang Biaotian really want to pay!

"Oriental little friend, you see, you have now won this Lang Biaotian, in fact, your purpose has been achieved, that is, you will definitely get the identity of my nine underworld squirters, so it is necessary to forgive people and spare people, leave a way for themselves!" 」A thick and somewhat kind voice passed into the eastern ink ear drum.

Oriental ink looked up, this person is very fat, bloated, the stomach is very large, the face is very kind expression, coupled with this word, people feel that the old man is extremely kind, wearing a white long shirt, some spotless taste.

Oriental ink slightly frowned: "The younger generation does not know whether you can ask, the predecessor you are..." can say just now, this identity should be unusual.

"Old husband, Lao Tang Jun, Minister of Smelting of Nine Underworlds."The old man is still very kind, Oriental ink has doubts, and it is also very happy to report his name.

This kind of person, gratuitous will give people a little good feeling, much like an old immortal, Oriental ink smile, bowing to the courtesy: "the younger generation's eyes are writhed, I have seen the elder soup."Oriental ink is just chilling, and he did not pay attention to what the soup had just said.

Tang Jun stood a man who was also wearing a long white shirt, and when he saw Oriental Mo playing so much haha, he couldn't help but frown slightly, although there was some anger in his eyes, but his face seemed to maintain the gentleman's style: "Oriental ink, you'd better answer my master's question."

In a word, Oriental Mo knew the identity of this man, this is the first disciple of the refining department, Di Shu!

Unexpectedly, the ancient elders have not yet returned, these people have all received the news, this nose is really spiritual, he can not help but turn a white eye, so it is also good, the refining department, but also he does not want to give any face to the place!

Oriental Musso looked at the tree: "This is the brother of the tree?"

This time, the frown was deeper, how could this thing still not say the right thing!However, the Dish tree is at least the most inclusive of the nine underworlds I have ever seen in Oriental Mo, and he nods: "Yes, I am the Di tree of the refining department, Oriental Mo, my master's words, you'd better think about it."

This made a nod, and held a very polite fist at Tang Jun: "You said no wrong, you can't do anything too much, you must leave yourself a way back."

Tang Jiang looked at Oriental Mo so much to his face, and couldn't help but smile and nod his head: "I can't imagine, young people..."

However, it is very embarrassing for Tang Jun that this has not been said yet, and it has been interrupted by Oriental Mo Yang, and the next sentence, let everyone's eyes almost fall out: "But who touches my bottom line and can't leave the way behind, that is a later thing, at least for now, I must let this person know that Oriental Mo is not casually troublesome!" 」

“In a word, it’s like the ice water dripping inside the oil pan and suddenly fried the pot.”

"Shut up, this thing seems to have not even been given to the face of the elder soup!"

"Look, Brother Di's face is black, and Brother Di Shishi is in contact with Brother Di, there is absolutely no good fruit for him to eat!"

Because the tree is cultivated, it is the most profound of these disciples, not only the art of refining medicine, but even the combat power is very inverse!

In front of so many people, Tang Jun's face has also changed, Di Shu is very understanding of Master's character, black face, said to Oriental Mo: "Oriental ink, you don't be too presumptuous, so it is absolutely no good for you, you still think about my Master's words is better!"

Although Di Shu and Tang Jun came out a little over the meaning of the Ministry of Refining, but Lang Biaotian is a complaint, after all, if these two people suppressed the Oriental ink, their nine-law bracelet even if it is preserved, looking at their own disciples that bear-like, Xin Yanteng can not come out, can only wait until he went back to calculate the account, think of Lang Tian Biao's nine-house bracelet, Xin Yanteng will not be silent!

Oriental ink sneered: "Brother Di Shu, now you talk like this, it is good to say that you want to resolve the current embarrassing situation, and if you say it's not good, you just stand and talk without pain!"

People have forgotten what to react, because this is really a little beyond their expectations, subvert the three views ah, where is the rebuttal of the tree, is to say that the refining minister Lao Tang Jun ah!

Oriental Mo continued to talk: "In other words, if the person who is defeated now is not Lang Tianbiao, but mine, can you dissuade Lang Tianbiao from doing so, will not take my life, let me retreat completely!" 」The words of Oriental ink are loud and sound, and in the ears of many people are like thunder.

Even if Tang said that it would persuade, but the people present were not fools, who would believe it.

The people of the Nine Dark Houses, one by one, are extremely proud, even if the elders of these four departments are not attuned to each other, but when they meet outsiders, they will twist into a rope, so the Oriental ink asks questions, so that Tang Jun's face is red and white for a while, and he can't answer!

Oriental ink around his shoulders, so with some sneer and pressed the refining minister Lao Tangjun, who had just spoken!