Immemorial Paragon

"It's natural."

The sword-slayer master nodded, affirming Mo Qingyun's guess.

After hearing this answer from the sword-slayer, Mo Qingyun's heart trembled, thinking of a worse situation.

There is a special existence like Tian Zhong in the total clan of the Demon Demon Clan, who knows if there are any other old monsters.

Mo Qingyun grew more and more frightened, lamenting that he had previously taken care of it, without considering this.

The strong ethnic groups in the top ten list of the Taikoo ethnic group really couldn't be seen with ordinary eyes. The water inside was too deep.

No wonder, they each dominate a wasteland, and no ethnic group dares to act rebelliously.

Because the strength of both parties is not at all a level.

If other ethnic groups dare to rebel, I am afraid they are almost tired.

Of course, when Mo Qingyun was afraid, his heart also had a little more confidence.

Since Tian Zhong exists, he doesn't have to worry about Teng Meng's chaos, and his scruples about Teng Meng have been reduced a bit.

Mo Qingyun and the two walked and talked, and soon came to the inside of Tianzhong Palace, and saw several old men sitting inside.

Entering the interior of the Tianzhong Palace, the sword-sword master sent a message to Mo Qingyun, introducing the identities of several elders in the hall: "The blond old man at the top of the hall is the most fair ancestor Jiang Shangyao."

Hearing the introduction of the sword-setter, Mo Qingyun's gaze turned to Jiang Shangyao, and he couldn't help shaking.

This state of Jiang Shangyao even reached the point of five days of Xuanxian. It seems that he underestimated the strength of Jiang Shangyao and others.

Those who can practice above the sixth heavens can't have a little bit of maggots.

When Mo Qingyun was shocked, the sword-swordsmith's face was slightly cold, and he spoke to his soul again, saying: "The old man in the black shirt beside Jiang Shangyao is Tengmeng. You must be careful about him later, so That kind of personality will definitely make it difficult for you. "

Mo Qingyun nodded, looking at Tengmeng, and found that Tengmeng's eyes were full of killing.

For Tengmeng's eyes, Mo Qingyun didn't care about it at all, and showed no confrontation with him.

During the confrontation between Mo Qingyun and Tengmeng, the sword-sword craftsman introduced Mo Qingyun to the others.

"Meet your ancestors!"

Going to Jiang Shangyao and others, the sword-slaying craftsman arched his hand and saluted everyone.

Behind the sword-setter, Mo Qingyun saluted everyone and stood indifferently in the hall.

"Well, yes, yes!"

Looking at the natural look of Mo Qingyun in the hall, Jiang Shangyao nodded in appreciation and smiled: "Under the momentum of a few of us, you can maintain such indifference, which is really not comparable to ordinary juniors."

"Thank you, Jiang Shangyao, for your compliments!"

Mo Qingyun nodded respectfully, his expression was still calm.

Seeing Mo Qingyun's move, Tengmeng sank next to him, and said coldly, "Huh! Seeing the elders have no respect, they are like a man with no respect."

After hearing Tengmeng's words, the crowd immediately changed their expressions, and looked at Tengmeng in surprise.

They all guessed that Tengmeng would find trouble with Mo Qingyun, but couldn't think of Tengmeng so directly.

When everyone's expressions changed, Mo Qingyun was still indifferent, and smiled calmly at Tengmeng, "There is nothing wrong with the sin of desire. Since the ancestor of Tengmeng had to say this, I am Mo Qingyun. That's it. "

"you……"

Seeing Mo Qingyun's attitude, Tengmeng sank immediately, showing a furious posture.

Originally, he thought that Mo Qingyun would choose to swallow his patience temporarily under his questioning.

Unexpectedly, Mo Qingyun questioned him, but he rebutted indifferently.

This situation was somewhat unexpected, something he had never thought of.

"Tengmeng, it's just a junior, why should you have general knowledge with him?"

Seeing Tengmeng's desire to be angry, Jiang Shangyao immediately spoke to stop him, and looked at Mo Qingyun with a smile, saying: "Little guy, I heard that you have been practicing alone outside, tell us about your situation."

"Yes!"

Hearing Jiang Shangyao's remarks, Mo Qingyun nodded and recounted some of his experiences.

During the period of Mo Qingyun's narration, Jiang Shangyao and others were surprised, and could not imagine that Mo Qingyun's situation was so rich.

Compared with Jiang Shangyao and others, Tengmeng's face became heavier and heavier, and he chuckled coldly: "Huh! Depending on the cultivation of the real fairyland at that time, when you encountered the dark demon race in Da Luojin fairyland, you could have Get out of danger? "

"What's wrong?"

With a look of indifference, Mo Qingyun retorted indifferently, and said, "Some time ago, when I returned to my ancestors in the blood, I was faced with challenges from many people in a higher realm. I have not easily defeated them. "

"How can it be the same."

Tengmeng looked at it, retorted against Mo Qingyun, and said, "The challenge in the clan is one-stop, is it comparable to your life-and-death battle?"

"According to the ancestors of Tengmeng, if a person with a low level meets a person with a high level, is it necessary to die?"

Mo Qingyun showed contempt for Tengmeng's fallacy, and asked him a question unpleasantly.

Refuting Tengmeng's sentence, Mo Qingyun's words kept on, and he reluctantly said, "If you only know that you use high realm to suppress people, people who meet the same realm will be spiked. Such a person is different from waste? Mongolian ancestor, am I right? "

"Boy, how dare you point me at Sanghuai!"

When he heard Mo Qingyun's words, Tengmeng immediately heard the secret, and the whole person became thunderous.

How could he endure such a grandfather of the nine-day Xuanxian fourfold realm who was insulted by a junior in Luojin Wonderland.

Soon, a powerful momentum erupted from Tengmeng.

Seeing Tengmeng's behavior, Jiang Shangyao next to him immediately looked at him, releasing his momentum to stop Tengmeng from oppressing Mo Qingyun.

With the help of Jiang Shangyao, Tengmeng's momentum was immediately blocked, and Mo Qingyun was protected from Tengmeng's momentum.

"Jiang Shangyao, are you deliberately protecting him?"

Seeing Jiang Shangyao's actions, Tengmeng showed his dissatisfaction, and said a displeased word, and said, "Don't forget, the Dark Demons are insidious and deceitful. They are best at disguising and deceiving. Infiltration into my tribe will be the biggest crisis of our tribe. "

Hearing such words from Tengmeng, Jiang Shangyao and others wrinkled and could not imagine that Tengmeng targeted Mo Qingyun.

"Haha, what a joke!"

Upon hearing Tengmeng's words, Mo Qingyun immediately laughed and looked scornfully at Tengmeng and said, "Tengmeng ancestor, if you want to target Mo Qingyun, just say it directly. Turn corners. "

Tengmeng's face was gloomy, his eyes glared at Mo Qingyun, his face beating constantly.

He didn't expect that the boy in front of him was so bold that he made the matter straightforward.

This made him passive. If he really did something against Mo Qingyun, it would seem he was guilty of being a thief.

Seeing Mo Qingyun's move, Jiang Shangyao and others nodded, showing appreciation to Mo Qingyun.

From this point of view, the kid in front of him is indeed not simple.

On the mind, on the state of mind, on talent, on courage, they are not comparable in the same year.

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