My Master is Super Fierce

The people and horses of the Tianwu Temple have arrived long ago, and the lord Pan Yuan, wearing a golden robe, has no expression on his face, indifferent eyes, and a sense of majesty on his body.

His son Pan Yingjie was by the side, the top arrogant of the Zhongzhou region, one of the romantic figures, who attracted the attention of everyone present.

The two deputy hall masters were two elders, Dacheng Shengwang's cultivation base, now all introverted, closed their eyes, waiting for the arrival of the three major forces.

As for the extreme edge, there are several strong men, young men, and old men, all of whom are the top combat power of the Tianwu Temple, at the level of the Saint King.

In addition to the hall master Pan Yuan and others, there was a young man who caught the eye, and many eyes fell on him from the audience.

This young man has a handsome face and an extraordinary temperament on his body. What is even more bizarre is that if you look at where they are sitting, it is not difficult to find that the black-clothed youth is the center.

The black-clothed youth is in the center, with a lazy look, giving people a cynical and casual attitude.

The Lord Pan Yuan and high-level figures sat on two sides.

"Who is this young man in black, who actually sits in the middle position, and even the Lord of the Palace is in a low position, is there any deep background that deserves to be treated so solemnly by the Tianwu Temple?" The people around whispered and swept from time to time Glancing at the young man in black.

Time passed by, and everyone present waited quietly.

"Haha, brother Yuan Yuan, long time no see" After a little, a hearty voice resounded through the void, and a faint coercion enveloped the boundless void.

A group of people appeared in the void, there were not many people, there were only five people, but each breath was unfathomable. The first person to reach the realm was an old man with white beard and hair. This person is slender and full of energy. There was a smile on the old face.

After this group of people fell on the ground, they walked to the position arranged for them by the Tianwu Temple.

The leader of Qiankun led four elite teachers to the Tianwu Temple.

In addition to the leader of Qiankun, there are four people left, one great saint king and four saint kings.

It can be said that basically the elite of the Qiankun Sect were brought to the Tianwu Temple by the Qiankun leader.

After the people of the Qiankun Sect arrived, the Cangming ancestor and the beast emperor successively led the strongmen of the sect to come.

There are very few people led by these two parties, but they are all strong in the realm of Saint King.

In the crowd, there are actually one or two top powers, but compared to the three parties of Qiankun Sect, Cangming Dynasty, and Beast Emperor Sect, they are not comparable, and the Tianwu Temple did not invite them, so they mixed in the crowd as spectators, anyway. For them, there are more elements in the theater.

They also have self-knowledge, and their strength cannot be compared with the forces of the Quartet.

"I don't know if Brother Pan Yuan wants us to come from the three parties today, what are you doing?" Qiankun Guru sat in the position, pretending to be confused, and asked knowingly.

When Pan Yuan arrived from the three parties, his face was not very attractive, because Pan Yuan suspected that the people who secretly contributed to the flames and the strong attacking the Tianwu Temple came from one of the three major forces. As for which one, it is impossible to guess.

At this time, upon hearing the words of the Master Qiankun, Yin and Yang replied strangely: "What treasures the three will get in the future, the master of the temple will also visit him personally, such as the battle formation."

Speaking of the last sentence, Shan Yuan added a little tone, and anyone could hear the dissatisfaction.

After listening to the words of Pan Yuan, Qiankun Guru, although he heard the irony in the words, his expression did not change. He smiled and said: "Brother Pan Yuan is afraid that it is a misunderstanding. It is not the enchantment we attacked. Brother Yuan's friendship with Wannian, how could he do such a shameless thing. That is someone else."

"Really?" Pan Yuan snorted coldly, looked at the Master Qiankun, with sharp eyes like a blade, and mocked: "Then what are you doing in my Tianwu Temple, are you a guest?"

Among the three masters, the one who is most upset by Pan Yuan is the Master Qiankun. This old fox is sleek and well-planned.

Qiankun Guru didn’t seem to hear the irony in Pan Yuan’s mouth, and said with a smile: "I have always wanted to refine a top-notch sacred artifact. I lack some materials. Didn’t I hear that Brother Pan Yuan got the colorful rough stone left by Li Changsheng? Brother Pan Yuan borrowed some colorful rough stones, don’t worry, they will return it later."

Master Qiankun said this very beautifully, as if he brought the four holy kings with them not to threaten, but to borrow.

The cold glow in Pan Yuan's eyes, borrowing the colorful rough stone, it is estimated that it is borrowed or not.

At this moment, the Beast Emperor with black scales on his face glanced at Pan Yuan, and said, "The people are already here, so let's open the skylight to speak up."

They came this time not to tell the old story with Pan Yuan, but for the original distribution of the colorful colors, and they would not leave if they could not get the colorful rough stones.

Old Ancestor Cangming didn't speak, but his eyes were fixed on Pan Yuan.

"All three will have colorful rough stones" Pan Yuan asked the three of them.

The three of them didn't answer, but the meaning was self-evident. It seemed that if they didn't get the colorful rough stone, they would not leave today.

Panyuan said, "I can't meet the requirements of the three. The reason is that I have already given the colorful rough stone to a son, so the three should go back, lest they have to ask for trouble."

Pan Yuan's words caused the three palm teachers to narrow their eyes slightly, and strands of invisible coercion radiated from their bodies.

Yesterday, Pan Yuan spoke in person and invited them to discuss the distribution of the colorful rough stones. Unexpectedly, he would regret it today, which made the Qiankun leader and others unhappy.

All the people present were also curious. They wondered whether the Tianwu Temple would not regret it, but where did they have the confidence to start a battle with the three forces and fight a fish to die?

The atmosphere in the field suddenly became dull, and invisibly, it became extremely depressed.

After a while, Qiankun Guru showed a faint smile and said, "Brother Pan Yuan, you are too stingy. We are not here to **** the colorful rough stones, but just borrow some. Isn't it even possible to borrow, or to say Brother Pan Yuan? I can’t believe in who we are."

The three of them didn’t believe that Pan Yuan would give the colorful rough stones to others. After all, they didn’t know the importance of colorful rough stones. They could refine the top sacred artifacts and enhance the sect’s background. With the character of Pan Yuan, how could it be possible? other people.

"Who did you give it to?" The Beast Emperor asked Pan Yuan with sharp eyes.

"Give it to my son, do you have any comments?" Lu Ming answered the conversation, and the latter looked at the Beast Emperor with extremely proud eyes.

Lu Ming's words successfully attracted the attention of the three leaders of Qiankun and everyone present.

Lu Ming’s handsome appearance, there is a hint of noble aura on his body, and Lu Ming’s cultivation base aura, without the holy king, is in the holy king’s perfect state, but for the three high-powered Dacheng holy kings, he is still calm. light.

"Who are you?" The ancestor Cangming looked at Luming and asked in a deep voice.

Everyone present could see that the identity of this black-clothed youth was not simple, he was definitely an extraordinary person.