Jiang Huan is puzzled when he hears the words. His soul power comes from the soul sea.

"What does Lei Zun mean?"

Tianleizi continued, "this man's soul power is amazing!"

Outside Jiang Huan still keeps the image of a middle-aged man, but he is surprised inside.

"Lei Zun, do you mean that man is a spiritualist?"

Tianleizi pondered for a while before returning.

"I don't know, but this man's powerful soul is not as simple as it looks on his face."

The voice of tianleizi here is still fading in Jianghuan's soul sea. I saw the handsome man in the flower robe who was not a man or a woman slowly looked around the audience.

At the moment when Jiang Huan looked at him carelessly, he suddenly felt a wave of tumbling in his brain. His eyes suddenly darkened and sank, and even his vitality stopped working for a moment.

Not only him, but all the disciples except four were bewitched by his eyes.

Especially the little young man beside Jiang Huan, at this time, he was wandering in a daze, his eyes were lax, and his mouth was still full of saliva!

But tianleizi in the sea of souls shouted, "wake up!"

Just like the thunder in Jinghu Lake, Jiang Huan's mind set off a rough wave, which made him wake up in an instant.

Then some ugly face did not dare to face the man in the flower robe, and said in the heart.

"It's really fascinating!"

"No wonder even Lei Zun said that he could not be underestimated."

Tianleizi gloated in the sea of souls and said, "I just finished and you'll set up!"

Hearing this, Jiang Huan suddenly felt a little embarrassed. After all, from soul power to second level and from Dan Dao to third level, he boasted that his soul power was extremely strong. He didn't know that he had such a big fall today.

Looking back at the handsome man with two young women's robes, I saw that all the people were trapped in a wonderful scene, and his white face was full of satisfaction and pride.

But when I just looked up, I found Jiang Huan standing not far away. Seeing this middle-aged man in ordinary linen, his eyes were clear, and he was not affected by his soul attack at all.

Now a charming smile.

"Ouch, this boy is a little interesting."

Maybe it's luck, maybe it's something else.

The man in huapao didn't put Jiang Huan in his mind. He was only a middle-aged man in junior martial arts school. After all, there are too many such people. It's no big deal to catch a handful of them in the West.

Then the big sleeves of embroidery are thrown away. The breeze blows the face and the fragrance of flowers fills the nose.

All of them suddenly shivered and slowly recovered their wits!

At this time, Liu Ziming of Longjian villa, holding a huge gourd on his waist, jokingly said.

"Qin's cabinet is still so interesting!"

Fang Hexuan, the deputy leader of the crouching tiger gate, seems to have no good feelings for the people of Longjian mountain villa and Sifangtai. He doesn't say hello at the moment, but stands firmly in place with his hands in his arms and doesn't care about it.

"When sour men meet Niang Pao, they are all half a dozen!"

Liu Ziming smiled and didn't pay attention to it. He knew that the four clans had been fighting for many years and couldn't see each other. However, only when the emperor's Mausoleum of Chu was in existence could he abandon the previous suspicion and join hands on it.

Therefore, there is no need to make such a mess because of a few words.

But the big cupboard of Sifangtai, also the man of huapao, said with a smile.

"Master Fang should be careful when he speaks. I'm not sure he will be cut one day. Then he won't have such a charming beard."

"You want to die! "Fang Hexuan was furious, and then he swung two huge hammers! If you make a move, you will smash it!