MTL - Man Huang Feng Bao-Chapter 589 Tian Yao Dabu
In the flash of blue light, Ye Chuan looked at Zhu Sijia, Tuo Xiao Xiao and Xiao Longer.
Parting is always hurt, not to mention that it is very likely that I will never be able to see each other again and again. I can’t see each other, and I’m also a bit reluctant, but I’m thinking of being suppressed by the sky. Zixia, his heart will be firm, and the demon door will be in danger.
The glaucoma emitted by the ancient transmission array became more and more intense. With a bang, Ye Chuan and his party only felt that the body was turning around with a whirlwind, and disappeared with a bang.
Just back from the overseas world, Ye Chuan once again embarked on a journey.
Going to the overseas world is for the sake of experience, in order to find treasures and opportunities to break through its own bottleneck. This time I went to the Heavenly Gate to save my beloved woman. In the overseas world, I met the wonderful ancient tomb world and the two super masters of Qingtianhou and Guoshi Jiangneng. They went to the Tianhui Gate to face Zhao Tianbi, the white-haired queen who claimed to be the first master of the wild world.
In this action, can you rescue the goddess Hong Zixia and retreat?
Ye Chuan has a plan in mind, but in the end can not succeed, can not save the Tianhong Hong Zixia, the heart is not too sure. After all, it took too long for myself to be trapped in the Valley of the Sacred God. In this long period of time, the demon gate has become a thing of the past.
After a dazzling glare, Ye Chuan and his party stood firmly on the ground, and there was a majestic sip in the ear. Open your eyes and look at it, you have come to the demon gate.
Clouds and sacred gates are far apart, almost at the north and south ends of the Tianhuo mainland. There is no transmission array. It is impossible to fly on the flying swords day and night for seven days and seven nights. Fortunately, although Yunwu Zong has declined, the foundations laid by the predecessors are still there. There is an ancient transmission array that many first-class sects have envied. It is impossible to directly transmit to the extraterrestrial world, but it is transmitted to Tianhuimen. Still ok.
"Who, who is the sect?"
A cold voice came again. A bearded man sat on the side of the transmission. He was wearing a robes in the sacred robes. He looked like a deacon. He looked at Ye Chuan and his impatience impatiently. "Do you hear six of them?" Which martial art? Really, I heard that the Heavenly Demon Gate is going to hold a great sacrifice of the Sacrifice Ceremony, and what the end of the squad is coming!"
The bearded man is blowing his beard and blinking, and the body sitting on the stool is constantly writhing and impatient.
"Gulangmen, we are the Gulangmen." Ye Chuan reacted, and glanced at the Yinshan old demon Rhodes and others.
Originally, he was prepared to send it over and to force the demon to go straight to the demon peak to save the goddess Hong Zixia. The Yinshan old demon Rhodes and Nantiandu were ready to brew their respective strongest attacks, no I thought that after the transmission, I did not encounter a severe check. Only such a big beard was sipping on the side.
"Gulangmen, what's the place? Is there such a sect on the mainland?" The bearded man turned his eyes in confusion, and he couldn't remember where there was a slam door, and he became more and more impatient. "How many of you It’s not going to be mixed in to see the excitement? Sign up for the big demon martial arts festival, it’s not a joke, life and death, oh...”
"We are indeed a disciple of Gulang, the Zongmen is not on the mainland of Tianhuo, on an island far away from China and the Middle East. I am a young disciple of the young generation of Gulangmen. This is my younger brother. The four are the patriarchal guardian. "Ye Chuan nodded and explained his identity. Of course, it is all fake.
Listening to the big beard, he said that the demon sacred ceremony was a big contest. He suddenly remembered one thing.
In the previous world, when the demon gate was just created, the demon lord of the demon lord gave him a suggestion. He held a Zongmen Sacrifice Ceremony every ten years and invited the masters of the world to hold a big contest at the ceremony. It is used to commemorate the owner of Ye Chuan.
Today, millions of years have passed, Ye Chuan II is a human being, and the demon sorcerer’s sorcerer’s sorcerer’s sorrow is not known. It’s not going to the world outside the world or the feathering. The sacred door is a man’s tradition but a generation of martial arts. It was passed down from generation to generation.
Ye Chuan thought like a power, thought of a better plan, when he was a big beard and asked to ask questions, he simply pushed the boat and faked it into a drummer disciple. In fact, few people in Central China have heard of the small door of Gulangmen, and they are not seen.
"How many of you, from overseas? No wonder, a little rule does not understand, how many of you have to participate in the big contest? What is the name?"
The bearded man said that he took out a roster of rosters and began to register. He wrote a large stroke and wrote the words 'Gulangmen'. The strokes were as strong as the strokes, and the strength was too big to make the papers too much. Broken, the words are awkward and a bit horrible.
"Only one, Nanbatian, my younger brother."
Ye Chuan honestly answered, thought about it, only registered Nantiandu alone.
Last time, I was a big fan of the demon door. I don’t know myself when I have a big beard. It doesn’t mean that other people don’t know or forget. If I go to the stage, I will be recognized soon. Nantian is different, and the arrogance and indifference rarely leave the cloud mountains. The outsiders often know his prestige, but there are few of them who have seen his true face.
"Master, I..." Nantian is a little anxious.
Debut, this is not afraid of him, but the name of Ye Chuanqi, it is a bit shameful. What is not good, called Nanbatian, this name is reported, it is difficult to attract attention!
"Teacher, don't be afraid, let go of the game and let me play, and play the true skill of our Gulangmen. Master, I will help you to fight, killing people without paying their lives, to get the big champion's military champion with absolute advantage, let These Middle-earth practitioners look at the power of our overseas masters!" Ye Chuan glanced, indicating that Nantian should not worry.
As a result, Ye Chuan did not say that it was okay, listening to him saying that Nantian was even more embarrassed and his face was red. The font size is South Ba Tian, another sentence to kill people do not have to pay for life, how to hear how to feel like a landlord who has never seen the world, is this not a joke?
Sure enough, Nantian is only a little blushing, but the bearded man in charge of registration can't help but laugh. "Ha ha ha, good, a good Nanbatian who killed the dead, not knowing the rules, not much, but the tone is It’s even more mad than a real master. It’s really an overseas shack that hasn’t seen the world, let’s go, hahahaha...”
The bearded man laughed and wrote a large stroke of the words "South Ba Tian" and waved his hand to indicate that Ye Chuan and his party could go. Originally, according to the rules, I have to further question. However, I saw that Ye Chuan and his entourage from the overseas world did not understand the madness, and the bearded smile was simply avoided. The blue light flashes and the transmission array is sent again.
