The Supreme Lord Donghuang

Just because of this sentence of Zhou Donghuang, a new disciple who had just entered the autumn valley for half a year, Wang Cheng responded coldly, and they were the masters of the autumn valley, and they killed the killer and killed it.

Moreover, bluntly speaking the law enforcement court execution!

As the owner of the autumn valley, He Jin has this power, but he has never exercised this power. He Jin has always been kind and amiable before the people.

Even if Wang Cheng’s words were offensive to his daughter He Mengxi, He Jin did not say much.

Now, He Jin has killed Wang Cheng directly for Zhou Donghuang!

Whether it is Liu Ji or He Bin, when I look at Zhou Donghuang again, the eyes of the eyes show a strong taboo.

Although, they do not know why the Guzhu will do this for Zhou Donghuang, but it is clear that this Zhou Donghuang, not that they can make it.

"East King, I am disposing of this, can you still be satisfied?"

He Jin smiled and asked Zhou Donghuang, a pair of amiable appearances. If he had witnessed him just killing Wang Cheng, Liu Ji and He Bin must have thought that they would be replaced.

"Thank you, Gu Gu."

Zhou Donghuang nodded and smiled.

"In this case, we continue to travel to the foreign sects here."

When He Jin once again took four people, including Zhou Donghuang and He Mengxi, to the foreign ancestors, there was nothing to say, whether it was Liu Ji or He Bin, the atmosphere did not dare to take a breath.

"Autumn Valley is coming!"

A few people from Zhou Donghuang just went to the outside of the martial arts field, and many foreign disciples recognized him, and he was exclaimed.

"Now, the four valleys have brought people to the .... It seems that we are going to start the process of the mid-term martial arts monks and the martial arts monks in the middle of the martial arts."

"Hey! The people who are smashing the knife are too arrogant, and dare to challenge us to run the Lei Jianzong! We are running the Lei Jianzong, even if it is the mid-term martial arts monk, it is also a capable person!"

"The squad is not good, so don't be underestimated."

......

Now, there are a group of elders and disciples who are watching the lively martial arts in the foreign ancestral martial arts field. They have confidence in the mid-term martial arts monks of their own ancestral halls, and there are also taboos and knives that are not good.

"Zhou Donghuang, it's really rare. I didn't expect you to come too... I have been looking for you many times, but you are all working behind closed doors."

In the autumn valley, He Jin, with a group of Zhou Donghuang and a group of people headed by the singer of the singer, the savage young man, walked to Zhou Donghuang with a smile.

This young man, not someone else, is the only son of the Spring Valley owner, Liu Lang, and the famous brother of the Lei Jianjian.

Liu Lang was volleyed, and the golden glow of the whole body was entangled. The body was obviously still in the Yuantan, and there was no way to enter the law.

"You looking for me? Is there something?"

Zhou Donghuang faintly swept Liu Lang. He and Liu Lang were not familiar with each other. The last time Liu Lang was entangled with him to help him resell fakes. He was happy and he gave them the fakes and asked him to sell them.

At that time, Liu Lang successfully sold all the fakes to the hands of Elder Xia Gu. The efficiency of the work was high and amazing.

Of course, Zhou Donghuang does not feel that he is owed to Liu Lang people, because Liu Lang does it, but he also feels fun.

They take each other's needs.

"Can't you find me if you have nothing?"

Liu Lang looked at Zhou Donghuang with a bit of sadness and grinned. "We are a good friend now, right?"

Even Liu Lang didn't know why, because a group of his peers circled him, and he tied him, he didn't like to care for those people.

However, Zhou Donghuang, who is even colder than him, makes him feel good.

I feel that Zhou Donghuang knows how to make fakes, and that Zhou Donghuang has just stepped into the realm of law. He defeated Xiagu’s disciple, Lian Can, which is very powerful and admired.

"friend?"

Zhou Donghuang shook his head. "Liu Shaoye, your friend, I can't climb Zhou Donghuang. If it's okay, go back and forth."

Regarding Liu Yao’s deeds, Zhou Donghuang has heard a lot, and he does not want to see this person in his heart. He does not want to have too much overlap with him.

"Zhou Donghuang, you are really crazy than me, more proud than me..."

Liu Lang’s eyes flashed brightly and said with a firm expression: “But I believe that you will recognize this friend sooner or later!”

When the voice fell, Liu Lang looked at Zhou Donghuang deeply and then turned and left.

However, for Liu Lang’s words, Zhou Donghuang did not hear it.

"Little teacher, that Liu Lang, usually eyes are higher than the top, never seeing people... I didn't expect that he would come up and want to make friends with you, and they were rejected by you."

He Mengxi smiled.

"Without him, he is nothing."

Zhou Donghuang said faintly.

"In fact, I can't say that... If it's not yours, he is the one who has been running for Lei Jianzong for nearly a hundred years and is the fastest to enter Yuandan."

He Mengxi shook his head and said: "He is one year younger than you, and he has entered the Yuandan Essence and become the Jindan monk for two years."

"Although others are embarrassed, the martial arts talent is not bad."

Seeing that Zhou Donghuang’s eyes flashed, there was no response, and He Mengxi did not continue on this topic and shifted the topic.

"That is the lord of our rushing swords, Yu Yucheng."

He Mengxi looked at the singer of the slain sect, Yu Yucheng, and introduced to Zhou Donghuang.

"The man in front of Liu Lang is his father, Chun Gu Gu, Liu Fengao."

After introducing Yu Yucheng, He Mengxi followed the introduction of Zhou Donghuang to the owner of the Inner Valley of the Three Valleys, and the other three valleys, the first one has come to this foreign ancestral theater.

"That is the owner of Xia Gu Gu, Lian Kun. You went to Xia Gu that day. Although he heard his voice, he did not see him... Hey? That even Chan has come."

"That is the owner of the winter valley, cold and autumn."

Chungu Valley owner Liu Feng proud, standing in front of Liu Lang, medium-sized, elegant, wearing a gray coat, a middle-aged scribe dressed.

Xia Gu Gu is the main Kun Kun, and his height is extremely short, but his eyes are stunned. When you look at it, you know that it is not a good one.

The winter valley valley is cold and handsome, with a tall and handsome body, like a crown jade, and Zhou Donghuang generally wearing a plain white dress, standing there, the body reveals a cold temperament.

A few people are all middle-aged men.

"That is the slain lord, Luo Yuanqiu."

After introducing the owner of the other three valleys in Nei Sung Valley, He Mengxi continued to introduce Zhou Dihuang, who was headed on the other side of the air.

Luo Yuanqiu, the sect of the slashing knife, with several squad elders, and several young men and women, are standing in the void not far away.

"Yu Zongzhu, people should come almost?"

Luo Yuanqiu looked at the face of Ben Leijian, the patriarch of Yu Lei, with a bright smile. He asked: "Now, can you start?"

"of course."

Yu Yucheng nodded. "There is a visitor, so please ask Luo Zongzhu to let the genius disciples of your slashing knife go first."

"Haha... good! Yuzong is really refreshing!"

Luo Yuanqiu laughed, and then he screamed a little, "Xie Yun."

As Luo Yuanqiu’s voice fell, one of several young men and women dressed in taupe robes, the young man, came out.

For a moment, between his body shape, he landed in the middle of the vast expanse of the martial arts field.

"Xie Yun, a disciple of the dynasty knives, is a mid-term revision of the Fa, and challenges the fellow practitioners of the martial arts to be any disciples of any age. Please enlighten me."

Xie Yunli is playing in the martial arts field, and the voice contains real yuan, which is spread far and wide.

Almost at the moment when Xie Yun’s voice just fell, there was a big man flying into the martial arts field and standing against it. “I am a sect of Zhang Lei, a sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the martial arts. The means of the genius disciple."

"Zhang Kun, kill him!"

"Zhang Kun, come on!"

......

A group of foreign disciples, all of them cheered up for Zhang Kun, one by one like a chicken blood, very excited, just like Zhang Kun is not the end, but they are themselves.

"This Zhang Kun, among the foreign sects, the fellow initiates have almost no opponents... However, among the inner sects, there are many who can overcome him."

In the ear of Zhou Donghuang, the words of He Mengxi came from him. "The Wang Cheng who died before my shackles, at most, will be tied with Zhang Kun."

"Liu Ji and He Bin are better than them."

At the moment when the voice of He Mengxi fell, the foreign literary disciple Zhang Kun had taken the lead, and the three-foot-high giant boxing method appeared, like a hill falling into the air, falling toward the sorcerer Xie Yun.

In the face of the fall of the head, the powerful boxing method of Xie Yun doubled, but did not evade as most people guessed.

Hey! !

A three-foot-high giant knife method appeared on Xie Yun's body, and then rushed out to meet the giant boxing.

The two, after a stalemate for a while, the latter was smashed into two halves, condensed into the thick and real elements of the giant boxing method, and then collapsed.

"puff--"

The law was broken, Zhang Kun, who suffered from the real yuan, vomited a mouthful of blood, and the breath also succumbed.

Although he can shoot again, but in his current state, he has no chance to win.

"The genius disciple of Ben Lei Jianzong, this strength?"

Xie Yun sneered at the opening.

"you--"

Zhang Kun was so angry that his face was bright and red, and his body was once again condensed, but it was bleak compared to the previous one.

"You are not his opponent, come back."

At this time, a voice came from the air, and then a figure fell from the air, standing in front of Zhang Kun, was a young man.

"Lian Chan?"

He Mengxi looked at the young man in amazement as he looked at the audience. His eyes were a bit of amazement. "Have his body repaired and broke through to the middle of the Fa?"

"However, although his method of tempering is good, but after all, it has just broken through to the mid-term of the law. Normally, the strength is the same as that of Zhang Kun.... Since he has finished playing, he wants to come to the Fa and has been further improved."

He Mengxi guessed.