Super Comic System

Hearing this sentence, Xiao Zimo's pupils obviously shrank, and he never thought that the middle-aged man in front of him would be given such a high evaluation.

"Although the strength of the twenty superpowers on the God of War list all want to be close, but...even if they are close, there is still a little deviation, and the strength of this pillow coffin Qin Yichou can be said to be the highest in the God of War list. , can definitely rank among the top five!" Yan Mo whispered in Xiao Zimo's ear.

"Is it so powerful?" Even Xiao Zimo, hearing Yan Mo's words, couldn't help but feel a surge of turmoil in his heart.

"Almost everyone on the God of War Ranking has a ten-star physique, and their talent may be able to reach the legendary eleven-star physique." Yan Mo's eyes flashed with envy, and he looked up at the dozen or so people. Said the strong man on the God of War list.

"Eleven-star physique..." Xiao Zimo murmured.

"Look, someone is coming again!" Suddenly, a practitioner beside him said loudly.

Almost all the cultivators in the audience looked at the figure appearing in front of a jade chair.

I saw a figure holding a brown dead wood crutch in his hand, and his body was trembling constantly. Although it was summer, his whole body was wrapped in big cotton jackets, and a malnourished expression appeared on his ordinary face. Hunger yellow, there is still a snot hanging from the bottom of the nose.

He hunched over and sat tremblingly on the jade high chair in front of him, sniffed his nose, and obviously breathed a sigh of relief.

Click!

Behind him appeared a white strip of cloth that read:

When I get sick, there is a mountain of rustling, ghosts crying and chirping.

"Dragging sick burial master, Zongxiong!" said a practitioner below.

"The only doctor on the God of War list has finally appeared, which means that the next 20 strong men on the God of War list will arrive. This... What happened here?"

"Sure enough, just like the rumors, almost every time he appears, he drags a sickly body, as if he is about to die."

"Although he looks sick, he is also a master who is not easy to mess with. He can kill people invisible, and he can also save people invisible. I heard that his personality is very weird, and no one can figure out his background. .”

"What is going to happen in this battle to win the rankings? There are thirteen superpowers on the God of War list!"

While the cultivators below were shocked, they only heard a dragon chant coming from the sky.

Ow!

Qiu Zhenhui couldn't help frowning at this dragon chant, because this dragon chant was so familiar to him.

Xiao Zimo and the others obviously recognized Long Yin's familiarity, and couldn't help looking at Qiu Zhenhui, but they saw him shrugging.

Whoosh!

A figure appeared next to Ye Zhiqiu. He was wearing a white ancient costume, his handsome face had a touch of coldness, he looked cold, and he almost had four words written on his face: "Don't get close to strangers." large characters.

She just sat down on the jade chair in front of her without saying a word.

Click!

Behind him appeared a white strip of cloth that read:

Falling flowers have danced before the wind, clouds and water are boundless, Wuhou Long.

The fourteen characters fell like a deep pound bomb among a group of practitioners below, and exploded in an instant.

"He...he is Luoyunlong, Mo Nanshan!" One of the cultivators revealed the true identity of the middle-aged man with an unconcealable shock in his tone.

"Mo Nanshan, who has the strongest bloodline in history, finally... finally met a real person!"

"I heard that his strength is at the peak of the ten-star physique!"

"That's great. If I can get his advice, I'm confident that I can break through to an eight-star physique within a year!"

"Don't fantasize. For so many years, he has never accepted a single apprentice, but in the past few years, I don't know what he is looking for. There is a lot of noise!"

The cultivators below were chattering, and the dozen or so super-powers on the God of War list sitting on the jade chairs were also chatting.

"Mo Nanshan, what have you been up to these past few years? Why have you become so active all of a sudden? How... have you found the girl you like?" Gui Ziyan opened her fan with a "wow" and gave a smirk. , There is no so-called master demeanor at all.

"No." Mo Nanshan answered concisely, then closed his eyes and said nothing more.

Gui Ziyan made fun of herself by herself, curled her lips, and fanned herself while sitting in her original position.

"There are so many people here, it seems that we are late, hahahaha!" Suddenly, a hearty voice came, and then four more figures appeared.

One of them was a middle-aged man with a mountain-like figure, and his bronze-colored skin looked even more handsome under the sun's rays. He sat carelessly on the jade chair behind him.

Click!

Behind him appeared a white strip of cloth that read:

The sky is full of tears, and a drop of blood can be slaughtered thousands of miles away.

"He is... Blood and Tears Heaven Slaughter, Slaughter City!"

"What! He is the city slaughterer who slaughtered a city and became famous in the rivers and lakes. He is as domineering as his name!"

"The most difficult master in the God of War list should be him!"

Even though the people below were talking, Tu Cheng, sitting on the jade chair, looked down at the crowd of practitioners below, as if he was looking for something.

"Old Tu, you are still so impatient, we haven't even sat down yet... You just sat down, it's hard to say!" Among the remaining three people, two of them were all wearing the same black Taoist robes, their faces There is also a white mask on the top, which makes it difficult to see the true face.

I saw the two of them sitting in two adjacent positions, and behind them each appeared a white cloth strip, which read:

A leaf withered and fallen into the well is cold, and the sound of the dark does not understand the Zen of the ancestors.

Can Geng's iron clothes are cold in the middle of the night, pointing to when the westerly wind will come.

"He... They are Mingsheng Yiye, Ye... Ye Nansheng, and... Can Feng, Zhang... Zhang Xiaolou!" Zhang Zeli and Ye Chenfan who were next to Xiao Zimo heard the name , all trembled at the same time, and all looked at the two men in black robes sitting on the jade chairs with incredulous eyes.

"Zhang Xiaolou? Isn't he Zhang Zeli's father?" Xiao Zimo murmured.

"Damn ghost, you still know how to come back!" Liu Ying and Yan Yue said in unison, only to see that the two of them walked up to a man in black robes, lifted the black robes on their heads, and He reached out and took off the masks they wore on their faces, revealing the true face under the masks.

When Zhang Zeli and Ye Chenfan saw the real faces of the two men in black robes, they said excitedly:

"dad!"