Chapter 1001

"Rubbish!" The dark man, wearing a golden robe, smashed his eyes on the table.

The table made of Moonstone was broken into pieces. The xuanming martial artists standing around looked at their roaring master with an extremely frightened look.

They all know the character of their master very well. They know that once their master gets angry, it will be a great disaster for themselves and others.

But in the face of their master's anger, they have no way.

"Even if you encounter a sneak attack by the Terran, it's just that xuanming didn't defend well at six points. Now it's hateful to put all the responsibility on the ancient Ming Temple and the Lord of the temple!"

"Lord of tianwu hall, don't be a son of man!"

Roared and spewed out from the mouth of the strong man of the xuanming family in the golden robe. At this time, he looked a little crazy!

"You said, what is the purpose of the Lord of tianwu temple?" The xuanming in the golden robe grabbed a xuanming warrior with blue armor and roared angrily.

Although the dark warrior with blue armor has the cultivation ability close to the God, he has no resistance at all under the power of the six times God.

"My Lord, my subordinates don't know!" Thinking of the content filled in the front page of the endless netherworld, the xuanming warrior in blue armor said.

"You don't know what else to use!" The xuanming strongman in the golden robe shouted angrily. The xuanming martial arts who were caught by him had no resistance at all. They directly turned into fly ash and dissipated in the void.

With the death of the blue armor xuanming, the fear of other xuanming warriors on duty became more and more intense.

"Tell me, what the hell is this?" The xuanming strongman in the golden robe once again set his eyes on a xuanming warrior.

The intelligence quotient of the xuanming clan is also not low. After discovering that his companions died like this, the xuanming martial artist was frightened in his heart, but on the surface, he said calmly: "Sir, I think it's the tianwu underworld hall that wants to attack the prestige of our ancient underworld hall, especially the Lord of the hall!"

After saying this, the warrior of the xuanming clan took a heavy breath, because he found that there was a trace of satisfaction in the adult look in front of him.

"Then tell me, what should I do?" But before he could relax completely, the man in the golden robe asked again.

What should I do? To tell the truth, the xuanming martial artist really didn't think about it, but the lesson from the past made him dare not say no.

Therefore, after hesitating for a moment, he said loudly, "we are also in the endless dark earth, slandering the tianwu hell hall, saying that the mistake of this matter is mainly in the tianwu hell hall."

This idea came up with by the xuanming warrior in a hurry. After saying it, he even felt that his plan was feasible and had a feeling of worshipping himself.

"Boom!"

However, just when his idea rose, he collapsed in the void. The man in the golden robe shouted angrily, "fool! If this idea works, you can say it."

"You don't know that after this happens, even the martial arts without brains will put the responsibility on the ancient hell hall."

"If you drag the tianwu hell hall up, it will not only have no good effect, but even make things worse."

"Rubbish, don't use your head!"

With the death of the second xuanming warrior, the remaining xuanming warriors have begun to tremble. Their brains are turning desperately at this time, but they find that they and others really have no other way to save their lives in this case.

"Spare your life, my Lord!" A warrior in charge of duty could not help kneeling on the ground.

But what he did in exchange for this was that the man in the golden robe shot him and killed him directly.

"Spare my life, spare my life! Am I really that cruel?" There was a trace of madness in the cold voice.

"Do you also ask me to spare my life!" The golden robed man's eyes looked at other xuanming warriors.

Other xuanming warriors dare not speak rashly. They have realized that as long as they wait for others to speak, the most likely person to die is themselves.

"Hum, don't you think I don't know what you think if you don't speak? I tell you, my ancestors came from the same source as Lord Jiuzi xuanming. Even if there was a problem in the ancient hell hall, no one would dare to fight against Lord Jiuzi xuanming in this dark world."

"My iron wood family will last forever!"

Listening to the words of their own adults, these xuanming strongmen knelt on the ground one by one and said loudly, "iron wood family, forever!"

"That Nalan night is arrogant for a while. When the ninth son xuanming is promoted to yuanzun, I think he is arrogant! He thinks that he can do whatever he wants if he gets the inheritance of a nether Lord?"

The xuanming strongman in the golden robe became more and more excited. He even had a crazy feeling at this time.

He not only has a close relationship with Jiuzi xuanming, but also is a true disciple of the ancient underworld hall. Therefore, he is so interested in this matter that threatens his status.

"Hehe, I just heard someone say my name!" At this time, a faint voice sounded in the hall.

There was a hint of provocation in the voice.

Hearing this, the golden robed man was stunned at first, and then the whole man fell into a kind of anger.

It can be said that someone broke into his palace without telling him, which is a provocation to him and to their iron wood family.

He is uncomfortable now. Someone even provoked their iron wood family, which made him more happy than angry.

One's own anger was finally going to have a place to vent. He immediately hummed coldly: "your name? What a boast! How can someone say your name in my noble place."

With these words, when he was ready to order his subordinates to take it down in the future, the closed gate of the hell hall was smashed open.

Dozens of people in black robes, with the spirit of killing like the essence of tianwu temple, ran down quickly.

These people all have the cultivation of more than four levels of heaven. If they are placed in the territory of the universe of the xuanming family, they are all figures who can command one side.

But now, these people are standing on both sides.

A dark purple scale in a black robe came in slowly. His face was calm and gave people a faint smile in his eyes.

At the moment of seeing this person, the face of the owner of the Tiemu family changed. Although he had positive contact with this person for the first time, he was no stranger to this existence in his heart.

Naran night! The guy who took away the inheritance of the second yuan ancient Ming Lord from the proud nine son xuanming of his family.

Although he hated this person to the bone in his heart, he also knew that with his own status, he was too far from this person.

"What are you doing here?" Thinking of xuanming, the nine sons behind him, his pride increased a little, and he didn't seem so polite to Luo Yunyang.

Luo Yunyang looked at the head of the Tiemu family and sneered a little more in his eyes. Although the cultivation of the Tiemu family head is only the six heavenly zuns, his status is not weaker than the ordinary yuan Zun.

"No rules, call me!" Luo Yunyang didn't pay attention to the iron wood master, but directly directed at the martial artist standing behind him and said faintly.

At the moment of hearing the order of the dark family, the dark family stood behind the dark family.

As the existence of Tianzun Liuzhong, Tiemu family will not be caught without a hand, but when he wanted to avoid, he was suddenly surprised to find that he could not move at all at this time.

This made him feel creepy.

At the moment of his horror, the slap on his face had fallen heavily, and his face had turned red in an instant.

"You... How dare you beat me? My uncle will not spare you. You..." the voice of the head of the Tiemu family was full of resentment.

"Continue to fight! How dare you openly threaten the Lord of this hall? This is disrespect to my whole tianwu hell hall!" Luo Yunyang looked at the iron wood family master who had given birth to the color of fear in that look and said faintly.

Although you don't need all your strength, dozens of slaps on the face make it difficult to urge the Tiemu family leader to guard against his internal strength. His face has been beaten, all of which are scars.

He looked at Luo Yunyang with an angry look, but in the end, he didn't dare to say anything.

"Lord of Nalan night hall, I'm an iron wood family and a famous family in the whole xuanming family. You come here wantonly to provoke the whole ancient Mingdian." The iron wood Master said in a deep voice after taking a breath.

With the lesson just learned, although his heart was full of anger, he did not dare to do the kind of thing that took eggs and hit stones again.

"I dare not provoke the ancient netherworld hall, but your iron wood cloud is not included. I suspect there is collusion between you and the human race. This time, the burial of the netherworld is related to you." Luo Yunyang gently knocked on the stone table in front of him and said faintly, "come on, how do you collude with Terran spies."

The owner of the Tiemu family was ignorant. He really had no connection with the Terran. Looking at Luo Yunyang's serious appearance, he said with hatred: "you are pure slander. I have no connection between the Tiemu family and the Terran."

While he was talking, someone quickly told him, "Deputy Temple Lord, it has been found that there are 3000 people living in the backyard of Tiemu family."

Tiemuyun heard this and said with a trace of urgency: "those people are the food I keep in captivity. They... They are food!"