Chapter 854: Stormy (2/2)

Jiang Tian looked at the Liu family ancestors.

Liu’s ancestors’ face was ugly and shook his head: “I have never heard of it.”

”There is a means to let the classmates of Buddhism come and go, I am afraid that this sect is not simple...”

Jiang Tian has some taboos.

”They just said that they will come to visit, and when they get it, they will win it.”

Liu family ancestors faint road.

In his view, even if it is the three holy places, do not send out the existence of the class of the fighting, the Sun and Moon are not afraid, let alone the sects that have never heard of this.

”I hope so.”

Jiang Tian smiled and nodded.

”War Temple of War...”

The family elders in the vicinity were secretly contemplating.

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One of the nine sects of the Qing Emperor's Holy Land, covering the moon.

At this moment, many masters gathered in front of the mountain gate, and their eyes were condensed on the two stalwarts.

In front of them, there are more than a dozen masked priests who have fallen to the ground.

”It's too weak, but it's just like covering the moon.”

Zhao Hu grinned.

The elders of the moon sang a big drink: ”Hurricane! Today, you will suppress the two of you and ask your family elders to redeem people!”

”Then we have to go one step ahead.”

Zhang Long smiled slightly.

”Remember, we are disciples of the Temple of War!”

The voice just fell, and the two disappeared without a trace.

The elders of the moon cover a slight glimpse, and then the face suddenly became extremely blue.

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One of the nine sects of the Qing Emperor's Holy Land, Tianzong.

”who are you!”

A group of disciples of Scorpio humiliated their chests and lay down on the ground, staring at the purple figure in front of them.

The monks around the crowd, secretly screaming in their hearts, can not think of the strongest of the Scorpio Zongdou, no one is the opponent of this woman!

Just then, a figure came across the air.

”Doo!”

”The sacred sacred sacred sacred out! This woman is to be suppressed!”

Li Mozhen faintly swept the electric light that came from the galloping, faint road: ”The Temple of War, Li Mozhen!”

In the next moment, her figure disappeared in vain, and the sacred sacred sacred savage was empty and her face was ugly.

”The Temple of War? What is this sect?”

He muttered to himself.

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One of the nine sects of the Qing Emperor's Holy Land, the thunder valley.

”Ha ha ha! Who else dares to come out and fight with Duan?”

Duan handsome laughed wildly, in front of him, a group of thundering thunder disciples angered.

Duan Feifei sighed at the side: ”Handsome, let's go, it's too late to leave.”

”Kid, it’s crazy!”

Another roar came from the thundering valley, and the clouds in the sky were shattered.

”Hey, I played with a small old one and jumped out. Duan uncle is not playing with you today! Remember, Duan Grandpa is the Temple of War!”

Duan handsome laughed and disappeared with Duan Feifei in front of everyone.

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”The Temple of War, Luo Tianhua.”

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”The Temple of War, the big dog.”

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”Have you heard that the nine sects of the Qing Emperor's Holy Land have all been challenged by the disciples of the Temple of War, and the same repairs have not been made by the disciples of the nine major sects!”

”I have known this great news. Now everyone is looking for the Temple of War, and I want to apprentice. The elders of the nine sects also sent people to look for it. It is estimated that they should take revenge.”

”What about the Holy Land?”

”They? They are not moving for the time being, they are still looking for Ningbei Xuan that demon head...”

For a time, the name of the Temple of War, with the storm and the storm, swept through the Lingwu continent!