Chapter 1202 (1/2)
The main hall of the city Lord's house is a dead silence, and the needle can be heard!
Many people did not expect the appearance of Huang Zun, but what was even more unexpected was that someone actually defeated him!
Although it is not a real kuzun, it also means that the black robed youth has the potential and talent far beyond the wild Zun!
Huang Zun is already a strong man. Can this black robed boy become a Taoist master in the future?
Compared with other people, sitting near Luoxiu, those martial arts strong men attached to the limitless sword field were extremely excited.
It's a waste of respect. The existence of the most powerful, the little Lord can even surpass the level to kill. What a divine power is this?
When Zuo Qiu died, Huang Zun lost more than a direct disciple. With his invincible image, he was trampled on by Luoxiu and crushed to pieces!
Gazing at the black robed boy sitting quietly below, the city master of the great wilderness suddenly felt a feeling of regret. He, who had already accomplished his supreme cultivation, was told by instinct that this black robed boy has great potential beyond imagination!
Perhaps many people don't care much about his previous life, because even though his former life was famous, he was just a person who fell into the supreme realm soon after he entered the supreme realm. Even those ancestors in the wasteland always believed that even if the youth's future achievements could surpass the previous life, they would stop at the later stage of the supreme power, and at most would be the realm of the strongest.
If you don't become a Taoist master, you'll be a mole ant. For those ancestors in the ancestral land, a genius who can't become a Taoist master will not be taken seriously by them.
But today, with just one move, Luoxiu killed the seven round God Emperor's peak state, which can be said to be crisp and sharp, and slapped those who underestimated him severely!
His potential is more than the strongest?
”Has opened up the fairyland?”
In another time and space, several ancestors from the depths of the ancestral land of the barbarians always paid attention to the movement here. When they saw the scene of Luoxiu's killing ”zuoqiu”, all of them were shocked to sit up!
”Even the ancestors have failed to open up a fairyland!”
”Report to the ancestors quickly!”
”Inform Huang Zhentian that you must leave this son!”
“……”
The ancestors communicate with each other, and everyone's face and heart are filled with deep shock, which can not be recovered for a long time.
”Zhentian, this son must stay, I want to see him in person!”
In the main hall of the city Lord's house in the ancient city of Dahuang, the body of the Lord of Dahuang trembles slightly, and the voice of the ancestor comes from his mind.
Just now, it was the ancestor who told him not to hinder the master from taking back the source of the pagoda, and Huang Zhentian was his name.
”Luo Daoyou...”
The Lord of the great waste city looked at Luoxiu. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly shook his head.
”City Lord, I have thought it over carefully just now. Just as the Lord of heaven and earth said, I have not many experts in Wuji sword domain. It's really difficult to get together the men and horses to control 20 wild beast warships.”
”What? This
The city master of the great wilderness was stunned, and at the same time his heart was filled with bitterness.
Just now, Luoxiu promised to help him, but he suddenly changed his mind. Why didn't he understand why?
This is the main hall of the Lord's house of Dahuang city. Huang Zun is here to fight against Luo Xiu. As the master here, he has not done his duty well. How can he get the full support of the other party?
Just as the master of the city of Dahuang thought, Luoxiu was really a little cold hearted. Whether it was out of his own relationship with the friends of the wasteland, or the hatred between him and the holy land of the evil way and the blood chazu, he supported the ancient city of Dahuang on behalf of the Wuji sword region.
But when he faced the threat of the emperor, the city Lord of the great famine was indifferent. Could such an ally be regarded as an ally?
”Luo Daoyou, this is not what I want to say.”
The Lord of the great waste City sighed in his heart. He said to Luoxiu with his divine sense, ”the ancestor of our wasteland clan wants to see you.”
”I'm sorry, Lord. I'm busy and have no time.” Luo Xiu's expression is very indifferent, did not have the slightest hesitation to refuse.
The Lord of the great waste city looks ugly, but he also knows that if things happen to him, his attitude may not be as good as that of Luoxiu.
”If there is nothing else, I won't disturb the Lord of the city to preside over the discussion. There are still some things that need to be dealt with in the sword area. I'm going to leave.”
Luo Xiu simply stood up, just like the city Lord of the great famine just now, not to mention all his help. He would not send any soldiers to help!
You don't care about my life and death. What do you do with me?
”You are presumptuous
A middle-aged woman next to the Lord of the great wilderness suddenly got up with a cold voice.
This middle-aged woman came from the ancestral land of the wasteland and was also a supreme one. She came from the ancestral land of the wasteland to assist the city Lord of the great famine.A breath of supreme power firmly locked him in, making him feel that the space around him was constantly oppressed, making his body difficult to move.
Luoxiu looked back coldly, staring at the middle-aged nun coldly. ”Is it possible that the ancient city of Dahuang wants to fight with my Wuji sword region?”
As soon as this statement was made, everyone was in a state of uproar!
”Joke! As a younger generation, can you also represent the Wuji sword field? ” The middle-aged woman snorted coldly, ”is this where you say come and go?”
Living in her ancestral land for a long time, the middle-aged woman did not know anything about moderation. What she said and what she did was very domineering, which made many powerful martial arts experts from all walks of life frown.