Rebirth of the Peerless Waste

The live broadcast of the camera is directed at the 800-meter main peak of Yanshan, where the clouds are steaming, the smoke is rolling, and the entire mountain is submerged in it. No human figure can be seen at all, but a golden ring of gods can be seen.

An even more terrifying breath swept the mountains up and down the mountain, covering a whole world.

Countless flying birds were startled, countless snake rat ants and ants awoke from hibernation, and wandered in the freezing snow.

I was across the camera, and countless viewers watching the live broadcast seemed to feel the horror there, as if a peerless old demon was waking up and shocked the world.

From time to time, a figure appeared on the observation deck of the sub-main peak. It was all warriors and practitioners from all over the country. Of course, there were also a few foreigners. The cultivation was basically at the level of internal strength, and each one was strong. Wonderful.

"The shaolin master of the Shaolin King Kong Men, even he came, it's really a shame. I heard that his cultivation has reached the peak of the Grand Master's realm, only one step away from the divine realm. Without the divine realm, he is almost invincible. World. He won the top spot at the Grand Masters Conference last year! "

When an old monk wearing a cloak with a bronze-colored skin as if cast of copper cast iron appeared, an exclamation sounded from the observation platform.

Shaolin King Kong ’s Master of Void, King Kong is not a bad figure, the best of the great masters.

He came along in a hurry, thin and thin, but exuberant.

Many people greeted one after another and took the initiative to greet him.

"Lord Wu Lao, long time no see."

When an old guru in a robe revealed his figure from the stone steps leading to the mountain, an exclamation sounded from the observation platform.

Northwest Wujia, the old master of Wu Canghai came.

This is an extraordinary family. The swordsman family, the ancestors of the sword once appeared, one person swept across the East invincible, shocked the world, and became a story of martial arts in my country.

Today, the two masters of the Wu family are rare in the country, and they are the best in the martial arts family.

"Brother Jianghe, you are here too. 咦, this is probably my nephew. Is he sick? Why isn't he looking good?"

Wu Wu Canghai didn't come by himself, his son Wu Jianghe and grandson Wu Hongtao came.

He greeted Wu Jianghe with Sun Wu, the new gatekeeper of Lunan Xingyimen.

"Brother Hong Tao, long time no see."

The two masters brought by Sun Wu stood out and greeted Wu Hongtao with a smile.

If Ye Tian were here, they would surely recognize the two men. They had seen them in the Wujia town in the northwest, and had great apprentices Zhao Wendong and Guo Bao.

Xi Wu Hongtao's face was really hard to look at. He was somber that he owed him millions of dollars, and he was dressed in a different style. The cotton jacket was tightly wrapped.

As a master of inner strength, I was so afraid of the cold that I shouldn't. Like Zhao Wendong and Guo Bao, they all wore thin practice clothes and were not afraid of the cold wind. This is true of other warriors.

When Wu Hongtao pulled his face, he ignored it and left.

"I'll say hello to a few old friends." Wu Jianghe smiled slightly and said goodbye to Sun Wu and walked away.

"艹!" Guo Bao snorted coldly, and said, "Isn't that just winning the first place on the Junior Masters list, what's so bullish?"

奇怪 "Strange, why don't I feel a little vibratory energy from him? Didn't he repair the turtle's breath?" Zhao Wendong said to himself, confused.

又 Where did they know that Wu Hongtao's martial arts was abandoned by Ye Tian. He is not here to observe martial arts, but to see with his own eyes how Ye Tian was killed by the Tianmu Fawang.

"Okay, say a few words less." Sun Wu Zhengzheng, ignored by Wu Jianghe, his face is not good-looking.

Xunyi Gate of Lulu South has fallen, and it is not on the same level as the Wujia of the Northwest. They do not play with him at all.

"Wow, what a beautiful girl!"

Next, a young girl in a purple dress appeared, and exclaimed on the mountain again.

Wu Huangfu shocked the cloud and directed the live camera at the girl in purple, and suddenly the barrage in the live room increased, as if he could hear the exclamation of countless viewers.

Girls are really beautiful, with beautiful looks and skin

The skin is crystal clear, hair is like a waterfall, eyes are like water, and the inside is beautiful. Two small dimples are exposed at the corner of the smile, which is sweet and touching.

The girl in purple clothes walked with a majestic old man. The old man seemed very famous, and someone kept saying hello to him.

"Master Shen, you are always here!"

"Yunlong, my brother, last year in Wujiazhen, I didn't expect to see you so soon."

"Old Master Shen."

稽 Even Wujiang Haidu, chief of the Wu family, performed a junior ceremony to the old man.

Yes, this old man is the head of the Lingnan martial arts family, Shen Yunlong, a top master of the Grand Master.

紫 The identity of the girl in purple is also revealed. It is Shen Qingyue, who is called the first beauty in martial arts, and she is also called Shen Xianzi.

There are too many people to say hello to grandpa, Shen Qingyue is happy, and she walks to a secluded place, looking out from the fence, watching Yun Cun Yun Shu, watching the sunset glow.

Unconsciously, a young man appeared in her mind.

The young man is like a god, handsome in appearance, and unique in style, full of golden light, and the hair is golden, with crystals like jade, rooting like a fairy king, descending into the vast red dust.

"An, the God of War, the young devil, you have so many nicknames!"

Thinking of this, the girl couldn't help laughing, and two small dimples were exposed at the corners of her mouth, sweet and trembling, as if a spring breeze was rising, and the ten miles of Yanshan was brilliant.

The famous Minghua has no master yet, and the young talents are eager to come and talk.

However, the girls were indifferent and ignored, and all the talents returned.

I was so impressed that even Huangfu was shocked and couldn't help coming up to say hello to the girl, but it only won the beauties, and it was still the signature style.

At this moment, Wu Hongtao saw in his eyes, his heart was full of sadness. He was supposed to be a messenger of flower protection, but he was built to be abolished by Ye Tian and became a waste person. He has no such qualification.

"Ye Tian, ​​if you don't die, it's hard to understand the heavens!" He clenched his teeth, and his heart was filled with hatred.

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Even, even Longhu Mountain has come, and it is not an ordinary person, but he is the master who teaches Tianjizi, who is called the real human being, and he has reached the top of the magical mystery.

"Tianji real person, if it is spread on the Internet that the young demon king reverts to your dragon and tiger mountain, can you protect him without any fuss, is it true or false?" Someone asked Tianji real person.

"of course it's true."

"Are you counting now?"

"Still counting."

The real voice of Xun Tianji was like a thunder, and his gossip robe made a sound of hunting. If the eyes were abyss, the breath was amazing and shocked the audience.

But the Tianmu Fawang was at the scene. The real human being dared to say the words of sheltering the young demon king. Is this the rhythm to be opposed to the Tianmu Fawang?

Xi Huangfu Jingyun and Dan Ba ​​Shi both cast a resentful look on him, but both dared not to say anything.

What kind of heritage is that of Longshan and Hushan? The first ancestral land of Daomen is even more old-fashioned.

Everyone thought that the Tianmu Fawang on the opposite hill would say something and kill the spirit of Dragon Tiger Mountain. As a result, the Tianmu Fawang did not hear the words, but heard a voice coming from below the stone steps:

"My teacher is brave, invincible in the world, and not rare in your shelter!"

Accompanying this voice, a middle-aged man with a hunched back and glare like a torch appeared in stature.

Suddenly, the audience was dead.