Chapter 880

The old man held down the real wooden ring, stretched out his big hand and grabbed the tall tree heavily.

He not only wants to destroy the yuan God of Changchun Zhenjun, but also takes away this rare fourth level spirit wood.

After Yuan Shen Zhen Jun loses his body, his strength will be greatly reduced.

Don't say that Changchun Zhenjun is sleeping now. Even if he is completely awake, he can't fight the same level Yuanshen friar.

The old man saw that he was about to succeed, but his face suddenly changed. He took back all his strength and gave up suppressing the wooden ring immortal. His body flashed and he had to avoid it.

Unfortunately, the endless sun and moon light fell from the sky and completely shrouded his body.

No matter how he dodged, the endless light followed him like a shadow.

The old man suddenly stopped and looked at the air ahead with a solemn face.

"Headmaster Meng, do you really have to intervene in this matter?"

"Yang sang, you are also the Yuanshen Zhenjun from Jiuqu League. How can you kill him when you come, regardless of a little sympathy."

"Is it true that the dog food produced by Miao Dan is so attractive?"

Meng Zhang's figure appeared above the spirit tree and looked down jokingly.

While he was talking, the endless light in the sky stopped in the air and didn't continue to sprinkle.

Yang sangzhenjun was originally a famous Yuanshen of Jiuqu League. He was in the period of scattered cultivation.

However, this person's conduct is inferior, bullying the soft and afraid of the hard, and he has no responsibility, let alone the magnanimity of the original God and the true king.

Both the original Qing Yuan sect and the jade sword sect didn't look up to this man. Therefore, no one will attract it to the top of Jiuqu League.

When great changes were about to take place in Jiuqu League, this guy saw the opportunity early and fled Jiuqu League early.

When Jiuqu League was conquered by Dali Dynasty, it became the Jiuqu province of Dali Dynasty. This guy came out of nowhere and reappeared in Jiuqu province.

He showed up here at this time, obviously with bad intentions. Needless to say, he has long been bought by miaodan club.

"Leader Meng, he who knows current affairs is a hero. You don't know the strength of Miao Dan club."

"Under the general trend, those who try to use Mantis as a cart are mole ants who don't know how to live or die."

"Miao Dan doesn't mean any harm to Taiyi sect. If leader Meng has any ideas, he can take the initiative to communicate with Miao Dan. Why make such a hostile gesture."

Yang Sangzhen patiently persuaded Meng Zhang.

Yang Sangzhen was very old. When he became the yuan God, Meng Zhang was still playing with sand in the endless sand sea.

Man's name, the shadow of the tree, Meng Zhang experienced many wars and created a prestigious name.

Those who despise Meng Zhang because he is young have basically learned a lesson.

Yang sangzhenjun, who is used to bullying the weak, is unwilling to bite Meng Zhang.

"Headmaster Meng, miaodan will also consider for you. I know you promised to take care of Changchun Zhenjun. In order not to embarrass you, I asked me to come here and take a drastic salary. It's done."

"Changchun Zhenjun is gone. It must be that leader Meng doesn't have the need to stand out for the Changchun temple."

If you can use your mouth to talk about Meng Zhang, it is absolutely what Yang Sangzhen wants.

"Miao Dan is so reasonable and considerate, which shows his sincerity."

"Leader Meng, even if you don't think about yourself, you should also think about Taiyi. Why bother to have such a strong enemy under the tree for irrelevant people."

In the face of Yang Sangzhen's seemingly painstaking persuasion, Meng Zhang had no response. It's real wooden ring, with an anxious look on his face.

He was really afraid that Meng Zhang was persuaded by the other party and gave up helping changchunguan.

This time, the Miao Dan Society sent out even the yuan God Zhenjun to form its determination to subdue the Chang Chun temple.

Immortal Mu Huan regretted it.

If he had known that things would develop to this point, he should persuade real man Mu RI to bow his head.

His elder martial brother is good at everything, but sometimes he is too stiff.

It's easy to break just now. It doesn't have to be hard at all times.

The real foundation of Changchun temple is Changchun Zhenjun, who is now sleeping in the fourth level spirit wood.

As long as Changchun Zhenjun is still there, no matter what Changchun temple has lost today, even if everything has been lost, there is a chance to get it back.

But if something happens to Zhenjun in Changchun, the Changchun temple is really over.

After Meng Zhang shot, Yang Sangzhen gave up the suppression of real man muhuan. He can move freely and speak freely.

He opened his mouth to speak, but finally swallowed a thousand words back into his stomach.

He didn't have any chips in his hand. He didn't know how to persuade Meng Zhang to help.

He was not good at words. If he spoke rashly, Meng Zhang would be unhappy, which would be counterproductive.

Seeing that Meng Zhang had not refuted, Yang Sangzhen listened to his words quietly and thought that Meng Zhang had been a little excited.

He was about to strike while the iron was hot and completely persuade Meng Zhang, but Meng Zhang finally spoke.

"Are you finished?"

A cold voice came into Yang Sangzhen's ears.

"When you're finished, let's go early."

In Yang Sangzhen's unbelievable eyes, Meng Zhang shot again.

The endless light that had stopped in the air swept more fiercely.

One black and one white airflow entangled in the air and twisted and circled.

Yang Sangzhen suddenly felt as if the whole world were rejecting and hostile to himself.

Meng Zhang mobilized the power of the road as soon as he made a move, which obviously meant no mercy.

Yang Sangzhen constantly scolded Meng Zhang as a madman, but he didn't dare to neglect it, which also mobilized the power of the road.

Yang Sangzhen's major avenue is the avenue of wind among the three thousand avenues.

Xuanfeng Zhenjun, whom Meng Zhang had dealt with in those years, was the avenue of wind.

The same road of wind, displayed in the hands of different people, is like two completely irrelevant roads.

Meng Zhang still remembers that Xuanfeng is really a gentleman. He is as elegant as the wind and as fast as the wind. It can be as light as a breeze and as strong as a hurricane.

But now Yang sangzhenjun, his skill is mainly in dodging, and he is obviously not good at being hard in the front.

His means to deal with Meng Zhang is mainly to dodge, and he is still looking for opportunities to retreat. He has no intention of confrontation with Meng Zhang at all.

If he met other opponents of the same level, Yang Sangzhen would have turned into Rufeng and left the battlefield with his ability to escape.

But Meng Zhang made up his mind to keep Yang Sangzhen before he took the shot.

Use his life to show miaodan his determination and combat effectiveness.

Meng Zhang had no reservation at all when he started shooting. One card after another turned out, and his mace was almost never interrupted.

The yin-yang Linghu on the top of his head shook slightly, and the yin-yang Qi rushed at Yang Sangzhen like a python.

The black-and-white twin swords made of black-and-white air flow, one bright, one dark, one master and one pair, directly kill the opponent.