The blue robed old man said that the atmosphere around him was suddenly frozen, and the air was full of the meaning of sword, which had the meaning of direct killing.

Gou ride glared at each other and almost blew it up on the spot. There was a sense of ferocity in it. If the little devil didn't let him talk, he would have let the garbage semi Saint know why the flowers were so red.

What!

Don't look at who's standing in front of you?

I'm so grumpy. Believe it or not, let it go to the West.

Little devil, break out!

Let the hundred families of thirty-six continents know the power of the demon king.

The old eyes of the sword of fate are also full of killing, but the ancient wasteland doesn't make a sound, so he can't do it.

Because the little devil never follows the routine.

It's just an eight robbers and a half saints. I don't know where the courage comes from!

However, the little devil is really acting abnormally today. The old people have brought people to him. At the critical moment, they only kill one person. They are full of benevolence, righteousness and morality. They are full of the sour taste of Confucianism.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!

Just look!

After all, the reason why monsters are monsters is unusual.

"No rules, no circle, Master Wang, anyway, thank you for your advice."

"I apologize to you and the first holy house for your failure to understand the rules."

"Senior Wang, if you are destined to meet me, I will invite you to drink."

"Farewell!"

The ancient wasteland made a fist and bow to each other, with an apologetic smile on the corner of his mouth. The whole man did his best, and he seemed to be neither humble nor arrogant.

In a word, Gou ride and the sword of fate stare at each other one by one, and they are trapped in the muddle on the spot.

Strange!

How strange!

It's impossible, even less scientific!

Has the little devil changed his mind? In the past, if it was for the sake of the reputation of the Confucian school, it could be said in the past.

But now they don't wear waistcoats, but they appear as little devil.

Why so low!

Is your little devil a humble master?

At the beginning, facing the fate of the old dog, facing the old man, I wish I could chop it up.

Because it's not a good Lord again!

But now in the face of a garbage semi saint, they can smash it with one blow without using their hands, but they even counseled, not only counseled, but also quite counseled.

The key is to step on a horse, a senior. Are you a real king?

Routine!

There is definitely a way.

Not only routine, but also dirty routine.

Don't forget, the fierce man can't stop his dirty routine!

That is to say, the little devil wants to use the Yin move.

"Little brother, I'm a man of few words. There's nothing I can do today."

"I really can't help it because of the rules of the hospital?"

"However, there are more than one holy courtyard in the holy city. In the same period this year, Jixia Academy and the tenth holy courtyard were also recruited."

"And Forget it. Let's not mention the last one. "

Wang Xiangyang watched Gu Huang's figure leave, and quickly followed up. He directly pointed out that Gu Huang could go to other holy places to try.

The first holy palace is really extraordinary, but everyone wants to break their heads and get in. There are so many resources. The competition is too fierce.

There may be a gap in the rest of the sanctuaries, but it is only in the details.

After all, every real disciple of the first holy academy has the chance to understand the supreme Kung Fu collected by the holy Academy.

But it's incomplete.

"Master Wang, don't introduce me! Where is the last one? "

"Don't speak half!"

The ancient wasteland has lost all good feelings for the tenth holy academy, Jixia Academy, the top holy Academy in the holy city. To rush to the first holy academy to manage affairs is enough to show that the first holy academy is not a good bird from top to bottom.

Not face to face hard steel, not counselling, not low-key.

If there is a real quarrel, his temper will, in nine out of ten, lift the first sanctuary.

At that time, it will not be the face of the first holy palace. It will be the face of sister Saint Wang, martial uncle and brother Kong Ming.

It's not that they don't join, it's that they refuse at all.

But this time, my son left, Qingcheng silly girl, Qin Xi, female tiger, Theresa, huang'er, fox, Heiniu, panda, and guchen.

Can Tianjiao, a young man with such a large number of votes, join the first holy palace?

Martial uncle will continue to be the dean.

Brother Kong Ming will continue to be the dean of Keqing.

Sister Shengwang can continue to be a mentor, second elder martial brother, sister Qingxue

Is it possible?

Impossible!

"Little brother, there is also a holy house called the supreme holy house. Its existence is earlier than the first holy house, and its legend is that it was also established by a top-level strong man."

"But since the seventh century, the supreme holy palace has never recruited any disciples."

"But this year, it's the first time for Tianjiao to open a hospital. Naturally, there are many Tianjiao from all ethnic groups."

"No one passed the test..."

"The opening of the Supreme Court is a complete joke."

"So I don't recommend you, little brother."

Wang Xiangyang had a wry smile on his face. After all, things had come to this point, and he could not go back to heaven at all. The supreme holy palace never opened. It was the first time since the seventh century.

It's enough to explain the problem. After all, it's seven eras

"Supreme Court..."

Gou ride shuddered all over, and turned to look at the sword of fate beside him, and the sword of fate lightly brushed his beard and nodded slightly.

Get the affirmation of the sword of fate, Gou ride's guts tremble, unexpectedly that one also established Holy house.

In the seventh century, we did not open a hospital, but when we opened a hospital, we did not accept one person.

Supreme court!

This is the third most important shrine among the seven inheritances?

In the seventh century, we did not open a hospital, but we did not accept one person.

I don't think it's for anyone!

The supreme sanctuary is the most mysterious inheritance among the seven major heritages.

So far, no one has been born, only the one before the seventh century.

"Thank you for your advice, Mr. Wang. I'll invite you to drink later."

"I'll try it at home. If I can get in, I'll get in. If I can't get in, I'll get in."

"I've always believed in fate."

"Master Wang, half an hour in the long time and a quarter in the short time, something will happen to the first holy palace."

"How far do you always have to hide?"

The folding fan in Gu Huang's hand unfolds gently. Instead, he leaves with the sword of Gou ride and fate, and looks at the old man in blue robe from afar

"Pretend!"

"If something happens, even if the sky falls down, who dares to make trouble in my first holy palace?"

"Where is the first sanctuary? Can all the cats and dogs come in?"

"Humble people..."

The old man in blue robe stood up with his hand in the back. He had a bad look at the back of the ancient wasteland. It was just a joke that he wanted to enter the first holy palace.

Do you really think my first holy place is the hall of goodness?

That's where anyone can come

"Bang!"

In less than half an hour, the void at the gate of the first holy palace was pierced by a powerful force, and there were only twenty figures coming out of it. It was the holy King's line that was impressively