Supreme Uprising

In the territory of the Xuan Ming family, a piece of secret land that is basically unknown to anyone, several figures are sitting cross-legged. *With *dream*small* said.lā

These figures are all human beings.

Although they are all human races, they are all hidden in the fog of a group. Although they can see their outlines, their faces are basically obscured.

Among the figures, the most striking thing is a woman who looks perfect and looks cool.

The woman sat in her position, basically not saying a word, but the presence of the Terran, there is such a trace of respect for her.

"I feel that if we approach Jiu Zi Xuan Ming by means of Option 3, there should be a 40% chance of success." A hoarse voice broke the calm between the people.

Although the person who spoke is hidden in the fog, his feelings are extremely powerful.

"Now the winner has not yet been determined, you are so rushed to choose option three, is it too rude?" A sharp voice followed.

The two people who spoke had a tit-for-tat look at this time, but none of the people present came out to persuade.

The hoarse voice that was questioned again rang: "Nine sons Xuan Ming and Nalan Night, do they still choose between the two?"

"If the nine sons Xuan Ming lost, then I can give my head to you." Speaking of the hoarse voice here, obviously with a trace of provocation: "How, let's both gamble on one Put, I don't want to, don't want your flying cloud."

"Oh, use your head that is of no use, in exchange for my flying cloud? You think it is good, but the answer I gave you is delusional!"

In the man's voice, with a hint of coldness: "The fly cloud, I will not change it to you."

Just as the two people still wanted to bicker, the figure sitting in the middle of the hand gently waved: "Well, this thing should not be said first."

"Although we have judgments about who wins, but before this result comes out, let's stop."

When the man said this, his eyes fell on the hoarse person: "The man who claimed to be Luo Yunyang, did you have any news?"

"No, according to the instructions of the adults, we did not take the initiative to contact him, and he did not contact us." The man with a hoarse voice said: "How do you feel under the subordinates? This Luo Yunyang is not right."

"Luo Yunyang is strong, and if he can get his help, this action will definitely be a lot easier." The woman who looks like a Valkyrie is said to be eloquent.

For this woman, even the man sitting in the middle, did not dare to have the slightest scorn, he said quietly: "If it is normal, even if you take risks, we have to meet him."

"But now, the recovery of the second ancient masters is about to begin. We must not make any mistakes in this process."

"Although we infer that there is a great possibility that Luo Yunyang has escaped the exploration of the Xuan Ming family, even if this is the case, we still have to be vigilant enough to put our affairs related to the survival of my people. Probability."

"When we act, I will give him some clues. If he can catch up with nature, if he can't catch up, or if he has already fallen into the control of the Xuan Ming family, it will not have much impact on our actions."

Like a woman of Valkyrie, she gently nodded and said: "I have no doubt about your decision. I just said some of my own opinions."

Just when the woman’s voice had just fallen, a jade symbol flew over, and the hoarse figure swayed toward the jade, and the jade symbol fell into his hands.

After seeing the content of the jade in his hand, the man with a hoarse voice has changed his face. He almost instinctively said to himself: "This... how is this possible?"

"What's wrong?" The man, who was obviously the leader, asked quietly.

"Just got the news, this time the winner of the second Yuan ancient lord inheritance is Nalan Night."

The voice of the man with a hoarse voice was a little frustrated: "He got a big world in this treasure of the tens of thousands of prisons!"

When the world was exported, the man sitting in the middle of the room asked very strangely: "Is this true?"

"Adult, it is the news from the inside of the horror of the wind, there will be no mistakes." The man with a hoarse voice said: "It can be said that this time, the nine sons have already lost their face, he is in Xuan Ming. The status of a family will certainly be shaken."

"If we use it properly, we might be able to make a devastating blow to the nine sons."

The tall man said in a loud voice: "Be able to defeat the nine sons of Xuan Ming, this Nalan night seems to be really not to be underestimated."

"It’s like the rise of a comet. Now it’s the time to defeat the nine sons of Xuan Ming. If we don’t start with him as soon as possible and let him grow up completely, then for us, it’s also endless trouble...”

During the speech, the man waved: "Use all the means of us, be sure to check all the conditions of this Nalan night."

"When we accepted the inheritance in Nalan's night, we must make a surprise and take the life of this Nalan night."

Just when the people of the Terran were quietly planning, in the ancient dynasty, the same ancient news that received the news, the flashing in the eyes were not believed.

In order to make the nine sons Xuan Ming easily win this time, it is even more difficult to crack down on the provocation of the martial arts master on that day. It can be said that the ancient temple has taken a lot of resources.

Otherwise, the superiors of the ancient six surnames and the prisoners of the gods will not support the nine sons of Xuan Ming as they are now.

However, under such a winning condition, even a result of such a disappointing result has been made. The mood of the Lord of the Ancient Temple can be imagined.

He looked at the third deacon who reported to himself, faintly said: "Are you sure that your message is not wrong?"

As the third deacon of the ancient meditation hall, the people who came back to the sorrow knew clearly about the position of the nine sons in the ancient meditation hall.

This time, he didn't want to come in person, but in the end, he still had to report to himself and others.

"There is no mistake. The subordinates have already verified with the strongest of the prisoners." The voice of the third deacon was full of low.

Verification with the Hells, from one side, also shows the importance of the third deacon for this matter. After listening to this answer, the Lord of the Ancient Temple did not help but shook his head: "It turned out to be a thousand worlds, hey, it really is not thought of!"

Although the world is also a treasure, but in the ancient temple, it is not without. It is even less attractive to the Lord of the Ancient Temple.

But now, just like a big world, it makes their calculations all fall.

"Do you think that the strength of the nine sons of Xuan Ming is strong, or is the strength of Nalan Night?" The Lord of the Ancient Temple, the voice turned to ask the third deacon.

The third deacon indulged in an instant; "Lord, if it is in the past, I will definitely think that the Nine Sons are not comparable to Nalan Night."

"But now, from the performance of Nalan's night we got, this Nalan night is not simple. Especially his punch, his subordinates feel that he is absolutely qualified to compete with Jiuzi Xuan, but he is a pity. Judging our ancient temple."

The owner of the ancient meditation hall waved: "This thing, no wonder you, we did not pay enough attention to this person at the time."

"The second lord of the ancient lord passed on..." The third deacon did not say everything. He believed that the drums didn't need to be hammered, and he said half, and the Lord of the Ancient Temple understood what he meant. .

Sure enough, without him to finish the words, the Lord of the Ancient Temple has already waved: "When things get to this point, we have no way to change them, let Nalan Night inherit the inheritance of the second ancient master!"

"However, the inheritance of the second Yuan ancient lord is not so easy to inherit."

When the last sentence was spoken, there was a terrible coldness in the voice of the Lord of the Ancient Temple.

When the Lord of the Heavenly Moon Temple and the Lord of the Heavenly Golden Temple received news, they were discussing things. When they received the news, they were overjoyed, but then the surprise became dignified.

"The inheritance of the second Yuan ancient lord is not so easy to get, maybe there are dangers that are unexpected."

"Nanalan night is a good repair, but can he really pass it on?" The voice of the Lord of Heaven and Moon, with a trace of worry.

The owner of Tianjin Temple said faintly: "There must be a road to the front of the mountain. Now that I have reached this step, I have to take a step and see."

In the endless meditation, the news about this battle was even more madly spread. Some of them also took pictures of Luo Yunyang’s boxing and collapsed, and the people joined forces on the main page of the endless land.

For a time, the whole endless earth is boiling.

The martial artists who have cultivated the gods and gods of the heavens are all very excited. Some people even madly publicize the benefits they have gained after they cultivated the gods.

Similarly, at this time, some people questioned Luo Yunyang and the **** of the gods, but in many revered voices, these doubts were quickly thrown into the dust.

Some warriors who thought about justice began to juxtapose Nalan Night and Jiu Zi Xuan Ming, while some advocates of Jiu Zi Xuan Ming said that Nalan Night was only by luck.

However, their statement, in the shadow of Luo Yunyang's smashing of all things, disappeared without a trace.

In the words of a strong old man of the Xuan Ming family, the current Nalan Night is like a hot sun that is spurting out of the air. It is carrying his unique light and rising in the Xuan Ming family.

However, compared with these talks, the real high-level Xuanming high-level people have already paid attention to the inheritance of the second Yuan ancient master.