Heaven Extinction Martial Emperor

This man, be content.

Comparing with people all the time, how much madness do you have?

Figured this out, Ouyang Zhen calmed down.

at this time.

The other bird is close.

A disciple jumped over.

"Are you Ouyang Zhen?" The disciple is about thirty years old, and Xing Li is very thick.

Ouyang Zhen knew him.

Fan Tianchang, the founder of the top martial arts alliance in Gaiyang Holy Land, is as strong as himself.

Ouyang Zhenlu is hostile: "What are you doing with our birds?"

There is a competitive relationship among the holy sites.

Moreover, on the town of Magic Island, the two sides will have a very formal discussion.

If the other party is not invited, how can it not be guarded?

"Brother Ouyang said, the holy land of both of us, fortunately, we will discuss the town of Magic Island in the next year. It is always right to get acquainted in advance."

While speaking, Fan Tianchang looked at the dried meat in Ouyang Zhen's hand.

He sighed softly and waved to the fellow disciple behind him: "Bring a pot of rice soup."

Immediately there was a disciple, skipping over with a pot of hot Lingmi soup.

Many members of Yuanyuan heard the remarks and looked at the probe from the crack of the door.

Looking at the hot Lingmi Tang, smelling the incense, his eyes were eager.

"What does this mean?" Ouyang Zhen glanced at Mi Tang and asked.

Fan Tianchang sighed: "Suwen Xiling is lacking in resources, and even the Holy Land does not have good resources. It was unexpected."

Ouyang Zhenshi only realized what.

Immediately put the dried meat in his hand into the income sleeve, and said rightly: "Although it is a bit bitter, it is very beneficial to sharpen our spirit."

Although he also wanted Lingmi Tang very much.

However, one cannot weaken one's prestige.

"Brother Ouyang's spirit, Fan Mou admired, but dried meat is something that monsters can only eat. How can people eat it?" Fan Tianchang sighed.

Ouyang Zhen glanced at the other bird.

In several cages, demon pets carried by Gaiyang Holy Land were held.

They are gnawing, is it just dried meat?

He couldn't hold his face.

The dried meat that Yuan is proud of, in the eyes of Gaiyang Holy Land, is actually only a delicacy to eat.

However, he finally understood Fan Tianchang's intentions.

Suppress!

From the spiritual level, suppress the morale of Yuan.

Prepare for the discussion between the two parties after one and a half months.

"How do the monsters eat? We only ask for martial arts, not greedy for enjoyment." Ouyang Zhen sonorously said.

Fan Tianchang smiled in surprise and said, "Brother Ouyang, don't be excited. I don't mean anything else. I just look at everyone in the Holy Land of the Xingyun Sect. The diet is not good.

He took the pot of Lingmi soup and handed it to Ouyang Zhen.

"The road is long, only eat dry meat, how can people bear it? Give it to the brothers to try it." Fan Tianchang looked kindly.

Ouyang Zhen decisively refused: "We don't need it!"

Regardless of the satire.

The safety of Lingmitang alone is worth their attention.

"Hey, Brother Ouyang is too small to see Fan." Fan Tianchang scooped himself and drank on the spot.

Just look, Ouyang Zhenshi believes that Lingmi Tang is safe.

But he still can't accept the benefits from the enemy.

"The poor don't suffer from scorn! Please come back." Ouyang Zhen strongly refused.

How could he soften his bones because he ate a little?

Fan Tianchang glanced at the members of the Yuan who probed the brain in many rooms, and said with a smile: "You don't need it, don't the other people need it?"

Ouyang Zhen turned his head and looked, his brow furrowed: "All the shameful things are brought back to me."

In this way, many members of the Yuan have retracted their heads and closed the door.

He stared at Fan Tianchang with dissatisfaction: "Take your Lingmi soup roll!"

"Humph!"

Fan Tianchang threw the scoop back into the pot, splashing a splash of water.

He was full of annoyance and scolded: "Ouyang Zhen, will you be a man?"

"I'm kind and kind, and give you the rice soup that we carefully brewed. What is your attitude?"

Seeing the appearance of his teacher's guilt, Ouyang Zhen chuckled: "The weasel pays a new year to the chicken, but he thinks the chicken is not fooled? Fan Tianchang, we are poor, but not stupid.

The Xingyunzong Holy Land is not as good as the Gaiyang Holy Land in terms of rich resources.

But what about that?

Will they still be afraid?

Fan Tianchang was shocked, star power was surging, angered: "Ouyang Zhen, you don't know good people, today you have to ask you to understand!"

He turned around and shouted at the person on his own side: "The faint dawn belongs, all come!"

The faint members who were eating had put down their tableware.

"Shit! The Nebula Sect's Holy Land finds fault!"

"Go! Kill the **** of the Nebula Holy Land!"

Most of the disciples in the Gaiyang Holy Land were born in Xiling, where monsters and monsters haunt.

Therefore, the character is aggressive and aggressive.

Hearing the call, immediately jumped over with great force.

Ouyang Zhen smiled angrily: "I Nebula Holy Land will be afraid that you will not succeed? All come out to me!"

The members of Yuan in the house came out unwillingly.

The two sides immediately confronted each other.

Do not give up to each other.

Ouyang Zhen looked at the other party and said coldly: "I will fight for death later, any responsibility, I will bear it!"

The other party made a malicious provocation, and he naturally accompanies him to the end!

Fan Tianchang was slightly confused.

His original intention was to suppress the arrogance from the spiritual level.

There were no plans to fight in advance.

Unexpectedly, the development of things is beyond control.

However, Yuan Yuan's fighting spirit was high.

He was forced to retreat even if he wanted to retreat, and he could only roar with a scalp: "Release the demon pet and fight against the necropolis of Nebula Sect!"

哭哧——

All the dear pets in the prison of Gaiyangsheng Metro were released.

They followed the master, screaming fiercely, and the birds beneath them shivered.

"Brothers, my Gaiyang Holy Land kindly and kindly sent Lingmi soup to the miscellaneous people of the Xingyun Sect. They don't appreciate it, and they still smear us everywhere! Can you bear it?

"No!"

"Kill! Tear up the dogs who don't know how to be grateful!"

"Treat these white-eyed wolves, the claw is the best response!"

The disciples of Gaiyang Holy Land roared repeatedly.

One side of the Xingyunzong Holy Land was not afraid, roaring and scolding the other party shamelessly.

The atmosphere between the two parties was extremely tense. Like a gunpowder barrel, there was only one fuse and a fighting battle broke out.

At this moment.

A discordant voice suddenly came from the tail of the Nebula Sect bird.

"What happened, why did you fight?" Xia Qingchen, Bai Lian Sheng Nu and Yue Ming Zhu walked out.

I couldn't help but see the scene before me.

Zhang Lianxing was concentrating on steaming Lingmi, but he said helplessly: "Gaiyang Holy Land, we must send Lingmi soup to our Nebula Sect, we don't want them, they are angry and angry.

With that, she rubbed her palms and Lingmi was almost steamed.

Xia Qingchen said, slightly puzzled: "Which of the people in the Gaiyang Holy Land is wrong? Lingmitang, something that no one wants, must we accept it?"