Pokemon-Money Is Supreme Chapter 2765

Ling Xiao’s aura is even more blatant. The brilliance of light azure overflows from Ling Xiao’s body, and water-like ripples spread to Ling Xiao’s side ten zhang, with a few quick finger taps. The terrifying energy gathered in front of him, waved his hand, the huge log turned into a form, moved towards the old man crushed away. "Martial Uncle, even if Martial Nephew has suffered a lot of damage, Martial Uncle would be enough if I want to blame Yunxu Mountain. Does Martial Uncle have this plan? A three-way contract. If Martial Uncle wins, then Martial Nephew will do it. Follow Martial Uncle to Yunxu Mountain, if Martial Nephew wins by chance. Please also Martial Uncle not to hit the mountain gate all day and affect my under-cultivation!"

The old man laughed heartily and waved his hands away. The log of one zhang, the figure of a hundred zhang full of platinum solidified in the sky, and then the old man leaped vigorously, and the whole hill seemed to be a bit shorter, one with the law. "Smelly brat, I just want you to see my Senior's newly created divine ability. My Senior is not old enough to make you ridicule as a junior. If you can eat me, I will get out!"

Seeing the old man's bold and long smile in the air, the hundred zhang image quickly became an armor-like thing on the old man, becoming more wise and martial. Ling Xiao's fighting intent has also become stronger. He subconsciously filtered out the old man's oath, and it was enough to shout those slogans loudly, so why take it seriously? That bloodfiend gentleman taught him this hand. Anyway, even if he loses after three moves, he will not be so stupid as to obediently surrender with the old man. He just wanted to avoid hearing the thunder made by the old man after starting Zhenshan Yuanyuan. The thought flashed by, an azure soldier formed in the void, moved towards the old man fiercely and cut it away.

Of course, Ling Xiao would not have thought that Yunxu Mountain had no intention of investigating the cause of Zuo Fangshan's death. Because in their opinion, if Ling Xiao did it, there would naturally be no traces, if not? They may not consider this issue. In their eyes, it seemed that besides Ling Xiao, no one would dare to kill the Chief Disciple of Yunxu Mountain. Nine Provinces are not afraid of the existence of Yunxu Mountain, but they will not provoke Yunxu Mountain for no reason.

If the average person killed the Chief Disciple of Yunxu Mountain, it would naturally bring about one's own destruction. However, the relationship between Ling Xiao and Yunxu Mountain was very strange, so Zuo Tianhuang believed that he had killed his son, and he was sadly slapped into the sea of ​​clouds by his father to calm down.

At this time, the old man in sixties who took Qingwu to make a final disciple and slapped his only son into the land of asceticism in Yunxu Mountain, staring at the sea of ​​clouds with indifferent expression. He is tall and surging with vigorous energy. He doesn't look like an old man over a hundred years old at all, but like a middle age person who stands in his life. He is in the pinnacle of life.

"Ling Xiao actually broke through Grandmaster? It really is your good discipline. Unfortunately, you are also going to die? Twenty years ago I could expel Ling Xiao from sect. Twenty years later... ..." The old man waved his sleeves and closed his eyes slightly. Not long after, a black robed middle aged man came to the cliff where the old man was alone and slowed down.

"Elder Zuo Zong, the candidates are ready, outer sect, inner sect, one core each to open Heavenly Sovereign City. It is absolutely foolproof. Just Miss Qingwu..."

"You don’t have to worry about it, it’s foolproof? It’s not good to say too much. Hmph, my only grandson is dead. No matter what I do as a grandfather, right? I originally promised Qingwu to let it go. Shan means, it’s a pity that he has the same character as his father. I just thought it was!" The more he talked about Zuo’s surname, the more he felt Rage. It’s just that this several decades of meditation has polished his character. If it was twenty years earlier, this matter The lord of the mountains of secluded cultivation has long been alarmed, isn't the temper and nature of his children and grandchildren come from him?

The middle-aged black robe understood this truth, but immediately forcibly forgot it. Yun Xushan has never lacked smart people. He can become Inner Sect steward from a foreign affair, Elder, knowing when he must be a real fool.

Zong Lao Zuo turned around, his face was square, and he could vaguely see that Zuo Fangshan looked handsome, but he was struck by a scar from his left cheek across his lips to his neck. The supremely suave face suddenly hated ghosts, but it was full of ferocity.

Black robe is used to seeing middle-aged people. But he couldn't help taking a small step back. Old Zuo Zong didn't get angry, he grinned and told Black Robe to retreat from the middle age.

Gradually, Zuo Zong's terrifying face appeared with mockery. "You will be able to come up in three days, but all your rights will be managed by me! You have only one mission, and give birth to me a grandson! I can still wait for twenty years! But you still have a few years to go. "" His last words were extremely light and weak, as if they were going to be blown away by the wind.

In the early morning of 2nd day, the main mansion of Black Water City.

It was already one hour late when Ling Xiao went out and walked to the animal house that Li Xin explained. Li Ting'er was boringly teasing the majestic and unusual azure flying tiger with some melons and fruits. Besides Li Xin, there were seven or eight people around, probably the others who were eligible to be recommended to Kaiyuan Academy in Black Water City.

The three of Li Ting'er’s followers that Ling Xiao met when he entered the city that day were in the line, leaving three young people about eighteen-nineteen years old, and two brawny men who were about thirty years old. Son, I don't know what it is. Ling Xiao guessed in his heart, stacking up a smile to say hello to Li Xin.

Li Ting'er immediately became happy when Ling Xiao arrived, but the faces of the other youngsters were not so good. Before the weird atmosphere was well brewed, Li Xin took out three yuan amulet and gave the two brawny man a quick one, and the remaining one was handed over to the handsome ink robe Young Master who had served Li Ting'er three days ago. ..