Chapter 1646

Zichen did not listen to their argument, nor did he know what the soul guard was.

Baal led the way, and the tomb keeper was still in front. Zichen and viper walked side by side in the back, and soon came to the conference hall.

The so-called conference hall is actually a large independent wooden house, which is very spacious. In the middle of the house stood a rectangular wooden table, five meters long, with ten wooden chairs in two rows.

Like a village inhabited by ordinary people in tianwu continent, all the buildings are made of wood, which is not grand and solemn, but it is better than nature. The wood itself emits a light fragrance, which makes people mentally transparent and comfortable.

In the chamber, eight elderly people were discussing things. There are six old people and two old women. They have been standing without sitting down. Some of them are in a bit of a mood.

Seeing the appearance of the Dragon tomb, the eight people who turned back were stunned, and the color of amazement appeared on the old face.

"Patriarch, are you back?" An old woman looks at the Dragon tomb in disbelief.

Dragon tomb nodded and said, "yes, aunt Zhou, I'm back."

"It's the patriarch. It's really the patriarch who has come back." The old man's voice is full of excitement, one by one the old people trembling forward, happy.

And the tomb keeper is also called by uncle, uncle and aunt, with a sweet mouth and a childlike smile on his face.

Tomb guards are very young, but these people are very old. They can't even call them grandparents. But he is in uncle aunt's call, this lets Zichen feel some strange.

However, it can be seen that these elderly people are doting on Tomb guards.

The old man, who was called Wangbo by shoumu, soon found the abnormality of guarding the tomb and said in surprise: "patriarch, how did you fall into the realm?"

As he spoke, the old man's eyes shot out two dazzling lights. First, he passed the viper, and then fell on Zichen. Unexpectedly, he said, "you should fall because of this intruder. Do you take him as the soul guard?"

The light in the old man's eyes disappeared and his expression became kind again. It seems that because of the reason of guarding the tomb, the old man looked at Zichen's eyes, just like the elder looking at the younger generation.

And other old people, is also looking up and down Zichen, eyes with a full of goodwill.

At the moment, hear the soul guard four words, Zichen's brow can't help but wrinkle.

"No, even the soul guard should not fall into the seven levels. Should this be one of the soul guards? It looks like the potential is good. " The light in aunt Zhou's eyes dissipated.

"What's your name, little fellow?" Wang Bo looked at Zichen and asked, very kind.

"Zichen." Purple Chen says slowly.

"Well, not bad." Wang Bo nodded with satisfaction: "as an intruder, you can become the soul guard of Kobayashi, which is also your fate. Your loyalty doesn't need to be tested. Next, you should protect the wood. "

"Loyalty? Test? Protection? " Purple Chen eyebrow a frown, turn round surprised looking at guard grave.

Looking at the eyes of Zichen's inquiry, the tomb guard apologized and laughed. Then he turned his head and said, "you misunderstood him. His name is Zichen. He is my friend. It's not a soul guard. "

A word falls, before still very kind, very kind old people, one eye is burst out sharp essence light. At first, they all seemed to be dying, but now, they are full of strong breath, like a wake-up fierce beast.

An old man's eyes, flashing Sen Leng Sha Ji, he said impolitely: "Xiaomu, do you remember Zuxun?"

"Liu Bo, listen to my explanation," he said with a bitter smile

The old man shook his head stubbornly and said indifferently: "there is no need to explain. Zuxun is Zuxun. The invaders come here either to die or to be enslaved. He has refined the seal of devouring God, which is just the opportunity for us to enslave him. "

The whole body also nodded and said, "yes, now that we join hands, we can still enslave him. Invaders are not qualified to come here. This is the ancestral precept and the rule! "

Listen to these old people's voice of indignation, listen to the sound of enslavement, a sound of killing, Zichen did not have any radical behavior, just Roll your eyes.

That's right. It's rolling your eyes.

Because these old people, the whole body surging breath, only eight heavy. It is not the peak of Bazhong, nor the middle and late stage of Bazhong. It is the first time to enter Bazhong and barely stabilize the eight fold state.

Such existence, not to mention only eight, even if to eighteen, twenty-eight, Zichen will still roll his eyes.

In the face of the gaze of Dawson's cold eyes, Zichen has no pressure at all, and can even easily look around. That Wangbo, the eyes dead staring at Zichen, indifferent way: "boy, in this moment of life and death, make your choice?"

Zichen glanced at the old man, and then looked at the tomb guard. The latter spread out his hands and said that he was helpless at the moment.

Zichen nodded to show understanding, and then he also spread out his hand at the old man and said, "it doesn't matter."

Wang Bo was angry, and his eyebrows were up. The other seven were also angry. Their eyes flashed. One of the old men yelled, "Baal, take him!"Originally thought that the other side wants to start directly, who knows unexpectedly to call a person first, this lets the purple Chen look can't help but a Zheng.

Baal stood outside, heard the noise and rushed in.

The flimsy wooden house began to shake under the violent breath of Baal.

"Die!" Baal a big drink, holding an axe to cut toward Zichen.

The axe was shining, and the cabin trembled.

The old man wanted to stop talking. He meant to let Baal control each other, but he didn't mean to kill people. However, they are in the same realm. If the intruder can't stop a blow, they are not worthy to be the soul guard, and they will die if they die.

With this in mind, the old man did not open his mouth.

Then the light of the axe falls, and the sneer of Baal reflected on the axe can be seen.

The purple Chen raises the palm, gently a push, the golden light surging between palms.

The big axe cleaved hard and hit Zichen's palm. But it's like hitting a wall, a very soft and strong contradiction wall. Ten percent of his strength was instantly dissolved, and at the same time, he had a strong anti shock force, which spread from the palms of the invaders ahead to the axe.

A stronger energy surge, like a raging wave.

"Peng!"

With a bang, Baal flew backward from the door.

The shaking wooden house stopped shaking because of the departure of Baal. However, the power contained in the powerful blow just now disappeared.

Barry failed in one move, which made a group of old men very surprised, but then one by one, they nodded happily. The fighting capacity of Baal is already considered to be the best in the same level of the tribe, and the invaders can easily defeat him. Obviously, he has good potential. It is also good for such a person to serve as the soul guard for the clan leader.

Barry flew back to the ground and tried to get up again, but he didn't succeed. He was frightened and angry, and let out a roar.

"Viper, take him." Just the old man, again.

The Viper was stunned, then pointed to his wounds and said, "elder, I'm full of injuries now, so I'm not fit to fight."

The old man gave the Viper a vicious look and was very dissatisfied. Obviously, avoiding war in this situation is tantamount to destroying one's own face and morale.

Baal couldn't stand up, Viper couldn't fight. Besides the invaders, there were eight elders and clan leaders left in the assembly hall. At this time, of course, the patriarch should not be allowed to fight. As a result, the eight elders looked at each other and kept making eye contact.

Don't guess Zichen all know the meaning that they pass in the eyes, that is, who goes to war first, obviously, in a to go, it is difficult to quickly decide.

Wait for some impatient purple Chen, go forward one step to say: "I say a few, time is limited, you still come together."

"Presumptuous!"

"Looking for death!"

All kinds of cheering sounded again, and then the strength of the eight people was furious, and the wooden house that had just been stabilized trembled again. This time, in the face of the impact of many forces, the wooden house has reached the edge of collapse.

The tomb keeper was helpless. After looking at the eight elders who were in a state of emotional excitement, they could only use one energy to protect the whole wooden house.

An old man rushed to Zichen, his whole body was full of powerful energy. Unfortunately, this kind of energy seems to be very powerful, but it doesn't enter into Zichen's eyes.

The purple Chen a palm to push forward slowly, just block the old man's attack.

Energy collision, there is no vibration wave, only a dull vibration.

"Peng!"

The old man, who stepped on the wooden chair and crossed the long table, stepped back again and sat down on the wooden chair. With the inertia of urgent retreat, the wooden chair slid back several meters until it stopped at the wood wall.

That old woman a foot points on the long table, body shape borrows strength to rush toward Zichen, in her hand, has a long sword. On the body of the sword, there is a faint dragon power. Obviously, this weapon is made of Dragon material.

A flash of cold light, long sword straight point Zichen eyebrow heart.

But the sword tip distance Zichen still has one centimeter, is stops suddenly. The body of the sword was clamped by Zichen's two fingers. No matter how the old woman exerted force, the tip of the sword could not move forward.

The old woman looked at Zichen in disbelief.

Purple Chen light a smile, two fingers hair force. As soon as the golden light flashed, the old woman's body was unsteady and backward. She put her single foot on the long table, and her body directly fell on a wooden chair. Then the wooden chair slipped back and reached the wall.

"Shua!" "Shua!" "Shua!"

Three people rushed to Zichen again. Zichen's expression did not change, and the whole body's golden light surged. He shot three times in a moment, and the three old men were flying backwards.

How did the three get here and how do they go back. After falling on the wooden chair one after another, he was brought to the wall by a force and stood side by side with the other two elderly people.

The eight immediately lost five, leaving the last three, including Wang Bo and aunt Zhou. Their angry faces were full of shock at the moment.

"Come on, you three." Purple Chen chuckles a way.

"Arrogant!"

"Die!"

The three drank again and rushed to Zichen.With the purple Chen whole body golden light flash, how to come of three people how to retreat back, and then sit back in the chair.

Until eight people completely side-by-side, Zichen this just stepped forward a few steps, one hand on the long table, looking at the shock of the eight old people, said: "a few elders, this result can be satisfied?"

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