The Almighty Asura

For those who Li Ping, Mu Feng, Hong Luo and others have no feelings, there is no grief, but the green ion is not the same, that person is the master of the green ion, the green ion has a deep affection for the Liping founder. Share. Free-fee-first-fat→[chasing][book][help]

"A few decades ago, there was a secret of the emperor in the desert state of this day. At that time, it caused a great shock. There were countless strong people in the Tianguo Prefecture to compete for resources in the secret. We all also participated in the Vientiane. Fighting with the biggest competitor, Qingtian Xianzong, broke out, and your master was killed by the people of Qingtian Xianzong."

"The Qingtian Xianzong has got a great chance, and their power has improved a lot. The Tianqing Xianjun of Qingtian Xianzong has broken through into the realm of Xiandi, the famous Zhenzhou Prefecture, and the Qingtian Xianzong is a leap. Since then, many forces have been gathered, and the Emperor Tianqing Emperor has been sealed by the Emperor of the Feathers as the state emperor of Tianqian Prefecture, and the forces are in full swing."

The palace ancestor of the palace sighed: "Now we are all in the face of the pressure of the Qingtian immortal, or surrender to the vassal or disband."

A fairy emperor is not a top-ranking strongman in the big pattern of Beixian mainland, but in this remote Xianhai island, Xiandi is the absolute hegemon.

"Qingtian Xianzong!"

In the green ion eyelids, there was a hint of coldness and coldness. He had not killed the ring for many years and he had killed him at this moment.

"Qingtian Xianzong..."

Mu Feng frowned, he knew this sect, and he bought a lot of things at the Qingtian Chamber of Commerce in this sect.

"The people of Vientiane are still not coming out!"

At this time, a flying voice echoed over the Wanxiang Emperor.

I saw a huge cyan fairy hovering over the Vientiane, and then slowly fell and landed in the Vientiane Fairy.

A group of people walked out of the fairy bird. These more than ten people were wearing blue-colored robes, and they were arrogant, with a few words on the sleeves.

"Vientiane Xianjun, still not coming out to meet?"

For the first middle-aged Tsing Yi, the middle-aged indifference said that the voice echoed all the sects and attracted countless disciples to look up.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

In the Zongmen House of Vientiane, the figures were vacated and took off to meet this group of people.

"It turned out to be a guest of Qingtian Xianzong, and Vientiane Xianzong had a long way to meet."

The head of the person is an old man in a purple dress. He is a child-like face. He has a two-point charm of the sacred wind. It is the founding ancestor of Vientiane and the Vientiane.

This figure, step by step from the hardships of Tianwufan, has left a ancestral hall that has been inherited for nearly 100,000 years in Tianwu.

The way of practice is difficult. It is not that everyone has the same air and opportunity as Mu Feng. The top-level exercises of the universe are preserved. There are many inheritances left by the ancestors, and the resources are greatly enhanced.

Many immortals, especially the immortals who came out of the realm of the realm, did not have good exercises. Many of the exercises they practiced themselves were self-conceived and created, and there was no inheritance from the heavens. Tens of thousands of years have been cultivated today.

If you ask for perseverance and the heart of the Tao, all the immortals will not be weaker than Mu Feng, but they do not have such a chance and background.

"Hey, Vientiane, how do you think about things?"

In the Tsing Yi, the young man snorted and asked him to walk in front of him.

His name is Zhou Fu, a fairy elder of Qingtian Xianzong.

A group of people entered the temple and sat down. Zhou Fu directly sat down on the main seat, and Vientiane Xianjun became a companion.

"What is the idea of ​​the Emperor Tianqing Xiandi? We are willing to pay tribute to Qingtian Xianzong every year, but can we keep our sect?"

Vientiane Xianjun asked in silence.

"This can't be done. The Emperor Tianqing Xiandi must integrate all the Zongmen forces of the Tianqian Prefecture. There is only one after the ancestors. That is the Qingtian Xianzong. You can't keep the ancestral sects."

Zhou Fu said with a calm drink.

The elders of the other Vientiane sects in the temple heard the anger of the heart, and some people couldn’t help but say: "Tian Mo Bai Zong, no matter how strong the family has never destroyed other ancestral sects, the act of Azure Emperor Is it necessary to destroy the legacy of our ancestral ancestors? We can tribute to the head, why is it necessary to break our ancestral heritage."

"Hey, are you questioning the decision of Emperor Tianqing?"

Zhou Fu heard a cold cry, and the momentum shocked the Vientiane elder face.

"Now you are still polite, you can disagree. When we come to the Azure Emperor, you don't just have no inheritance. It is not necessary for people to live."

Zhou Fu said with a cold smile.

The people in the temple heard the words and changed their faces.

Vientiane Xianjun's face is gloomy and watery. Today's Tianqing Xianzong, not to mention the emperor, the forces that are gathered are not all that Wanxiang Xianzong can deal with.

I have opened up my own ancestral hall that has been inherited for nearly 100,000 years. Now, can I completely follow the vassal to others? Or disbanded.

"Oh, Tianqing Xianzong, it is really domineering."

At this time, a sarcasm sounded outside the hall.

I saw a group of people coming out of the temple, it was Mu Feng and others.

"Palace, what are you doing in? Who are they?"

Then a Vientiane elder asked.

"The sovereign, this is the green ion, and several of them are the people who came from the Tianwu continent, and this one..."

Gong Lian introduced that when he talked about Mu Feng, he did not know how to introduce it.

"The 28th generation of the Vientiane Emperor's Emperor's Circumference, the Qing Dynasty, meets the founder!"

When I saw the Vientiane, I was so excited that I couldn’t help but feel excited.

Red Luo and others followed the ceremony, as for Mu Feng, just holding a fist.

"It’s from Tianwu mainland! Ok, good, huh, huh, I haven’t seen the disciples from Tianwu mainland for many years. Children, you have worked hard, Gonglian, take them down.”

Vientiane Xiangjun smiled and smiled. When he saw his descendants in his hometown, he was kind and happy to let Gong Lian take a few people.

"and many more!"

However, at this time, Zhou Fu was frowning.

"Who was the yin and yang who said that I am a fairy sage?"

Zhou Fuwang screamed at these people.

"The elders of Zhou, these are the juniors who have risen up in the world. They don't know the rules, they don't know the name of the Qingtian immortals, and they don't want to be surprised."

Vientiane Xianjun's face changed slightly, and he quickly apologized. At the same time, he conveyed the voice to Gong Lian and let Gong Lian take it.

"Humph!"

Zhou Fu snorted and was too lazy to care about the ignorant indigenous people who came up from the world.

"Qingtian Xianzong, is it amazing?"

Mu Feng said faintly, with a hint of sarcasm.

"Kid, what are you talking about? Don't go on fast, Gong Lian, take people down."

A Vientiane elder changed his face and quickly shouted.

Gong Lian's founder showed a bitter smile, where she dared to provoke this man.

Thanks to Taiyi, the old Wei Jiefeng, thank you for the beauty guardian and brothers and sisters to reward.