Son-in-law Dan Zun

When the scroll word fell, Lei Ling's face also became gloomy.

Luo Wushu dared to face him, scold him angrily, and let him go?

"Luo Wushu, do you know what is inferior and inferior?"

Before Lei Ling could speak out, Jiang Cheng drank coldly, fully performing the role of doglegs.

"What is respect and inferiority?" Luo Wushu didn't squint, and said lightly: "Not everyone likes to be a dog like you."

Jiang Cheng and the others turned gloomy.

It is not a shame to follow Lei Ling from Tiangong.

However, it seemed extremely unbearable to fall into Luo Wushu's mouth.

Lei Ling said coldly: "Pay attention to your words and deeds."

Luo Wushu glanced at Lei Ling noncommitantly, too lazy to say anything, but said to the second woman below: "Let's go!"

Lei Ling's figure moved forward, with an aggressive momentum surging around him, "I want to go, do I agree?"

"You agree?" On Luo Wushu's handsome face, there was a cold smile, with a slight contempt, "What are you?"

"Don't shame your face." Zhang Yijian shouted angrily, wishing Luo Wushu would directly attack Leiling.

But unfortunately, Lei Ling's behavior was not as expected.

Even if it was gloomy and angry, Lei Ling still held back his anger, and said slowly: "The Nine Yin Wind Thunder Bottle doesn't belong to you, it's left by the devil."

"My son asked for it to find out if there are any secrets about evil races outside the territory. I hope you take the overall situation seriously."

"After the investigation, I will return the Jiuyin Wind Thunder Bottle to you. Of course, if you are not at ease, I can use a magic weapon as a guarantee."

"If I didn't return the Nine Yin Wind Thunder Bottle to you, you can also not return the magic artifact."

When the voice fell, Lei Ling's palm swept through the air with a long sword, hanging in front of Luo Wushu.

"Earth-level magic weapon?" Luo Wushu was stunned, then smiled.

There was a "click" sound, and the long sword was directly broken in Luo Wushu's hands.

"This..." The eyes of countless people suddenly condensed.

"Luo Wushu, what do you mean?" Lei Ling shouted.

Not only him, but Zhang Yijian and others are also glaring at Luo Wushu, "Don't go too far."

"Why don't you ask yourself what you mean?" Luo Wushu glanced at Lei Ling lightly.

The proud son of the Heavenly Palace may have a deterrent effect on Zhang Yijian and others.

But in front of him, it was useless.

How can he not see Lei Ling's mind?

Would it be too beautiful to exchange for the Nine Yin Wind Thunder Bottle with an Earth-sovereign-level magical device?

"Are you determined and shameless?" Lei Ling said with a gloomy expression.

Exchanging objects for objects is to take care of Luo Wushu's face and give him a step. As for the magical artifact itself, it is not important at all.

Luo Wushu still hopes that he can get something good from him?

"It's the same sentence, I want the Nine Yin Wind Thunder Bottle, and kill the other demon by myself."

Luo Wushu glanced at Leiling impatiently, "If you still have a bit of a brain, you shouldn't be humiliated here."

"Are you planning to toast or drink fine wine?" Zhang Yijian took a step forward, all over his body, all filled with aggressiveness.

Of course he knew that he would not be Luo Wushu's opponent.

However, with the favored son Lei Ling from Tiangong supporting him behind him, he is not worth it.

As far as it is concerned, it is enough to provoke a conflict.

"Are you enough?" Luo Wushu asked indifferently, finally looking squarely at Zhang Yijian.

"Shoo!" A golden rainbow light suddenly penetrated the sky and the earth, causing countless people's pupils to shrink.

"Roar..." The trembling dragon yin resounded loudly, and the terrifying dragon power enveloped Zhang Yijian's figure, making his complexion horrified.

"boom!"

Zhang Yijian took out a sword to resist.

But when he met, his figure was flew away by Xiao Jin's dragon tail.

His figure, like a heavy blow, vomits blood in his mouth, and his internal organs seem to be intact in one place.

"Luo! No! Book!" Lei Ling gazed at Luo Wushu with a gloomy expression, and he still had to look at the owner when he hit the dog.

No matter what you say, Zhang Yijian is following him now.

"This is just a warning."

"You should also be thankful that Senior Ouyang has laid down rules to prohibit anyone from killing each other in this demon world."

Luo Wushu said indifferently.

In the aftermath of his eyes, he glanced at Zhang Yijian at random, but his pores were upside down, and his figure trembled again.

For a moment, he actually felt that he had gone to a ghost gate.

Zhang Yijian took a deep breath, looked at Lei Ling again, and finally lowered his head.

He finally understood a little bit, even Lei Ling from Tiangong, who also didn't have much confidence, went to face Luo Wushu directly.

More than that, relying on his identity from Tiangong to oppress Luo Wushu.

However, Luo Wushu is simply a person who does not eat hard and soft.

"You are fine!"

Lei Ling said with a gloomy expression: "For the face of Senior Ouyang, I won't really kill you."

"As long as you can pick me up without getting hurt, I won't hold you accountable for destroying my magic weapon."

boom!

In the void, there is a gust of wind howling, raging, and gestating a storm containing the might of destruction.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

In the storm, the light of thunder flickered, and the terrifying might became thrilling.

"Go!" Lei Ling pointed out his hand, his voice extremely domineering.

"Boom..." The thunderstorm swept towards Luo Wushu under the horrified gaze of the sky.

Of course, asking for the Nine Yin Wind Thunder Bottle was not really for the purpose of exploring some secrets about the evil race outside the territory.

It's just that he happened to practice Wind and Thunder, so his heart moved.

"It's worthy of being the proud son of the Heavenly Palace!" Jiang Cheng and the others finally brightened their eyes.

In any case, at least Lei Ling at this moment is indeed qualified for them to follow.

"Heavenly proud son, at this level?" Luo Wushu didn't have any waves, but his voice contained sarcastic disdain.

"You are not ashamed, anyone can, as long as you are unharmed under the thunderstorm, I will take people away."

Lei Ling spoke indifferently, as if he had made some concessions.

In fact, who does not understand his abacus.

At this moment, the crowd below was whispering.

"Aren't you ashamed to say something?"

"It looks really weak!"

"Yes, especially compared to the previous demon general, it is even more vulnerable."

"I don't know, where is the courage to be arrogant and domineering in front of Lord Luo, can it be sheltered by rules and can't kill each other?"

…………

Although they were whispering, how could they not hear with the hearing of Lei Ling and others.

Lei Ling's face became extremely gloomy.

At this moment, I only felt that there was a slap in the face, slapped on the face.

Is the clown himself from beginning to end?

He didn't say anything, just made the thunderstorm become more and more swift and unstoppable.

The truth will be revealed.