MTL - Ninth in The World-v3 Chapter 1291 Magnificent Terran Monks

The anger in the eyes of the gold armor rushed up, and he dared to act as a grandfather in front of him. He saw it for the first time.

But when his eyes fell on the bodies of the three saints who made up his mind, the anger in his eyes disappeared.

The three saints who were killed by Di Jiu were not weaker than him. Rubu was stronger than him. If he dared to get angry here, it would be the next body. He didn't think Di Jiu dared to kill him. Di Jiu killed three Honglin tribe saints, could he dare to kill him?

"Dare to ask where the Dao friends come from?" After sending several messages, Jinjia monk asked Di Jiu politely.

Di Jiu originally expected the other party to start, and then he killed another one. He is sure that in the near future, he will have a war. The fear is that the fourth step is the strong one, and even the fifth step is sandwiched, and now kill one less one. Unexpectedly, this guy endured it, making him very uninterested.

"Where do I come from? What are you doing? Get out, don't delay my rest time."

Di Jiu didn't bother to take care of this golden monk, but turned to the woman and asked, "Meng Daoyou, do you know which is the biggest resting place of the holy city of all races?"

Meng Ruolou was already stunned by Di Jiu's means. In the Holy City of Ten Thousand Races, she had seen too many strong men, but there was no human race.

In addition to Di Jiu's strength, she was also shocked by De Jiu's determination. In the holy city of all nations, there are various powerful ethnic monks. But no matter what race, no matter how powerful, she has never seen anyone dare to kill Liyan saints in the holy city of all nations, and still kill three Sanyan saints.

Usually, more than 60% of the people killed in the Holy City are all human race monks. Although the remaining few are not human races, there is no big race. They are like the human races and have a low strength. Di Jiu not only killed the three saints of the Red Lin tribe, but also let the golden armor saints of the Sacred City of Thousand Tribes get away. How arrogant is this?

The saints of the golden armor of the ancestral city are not in charge of running errands, but really control the existence of the ancestral city of ancestors. In the holy city of all nations, there is a city owner, this city owner is the fifth step Que Sheng exists. In addition to this city owner, there are ten golden armor saints. Di Jiu was scolded by a golden armor saint in the holy city of all races.

Di Jiu's question awakened Meng Ruolou, who was still in a daze state. She hurriedly replied, "It's the Wanshen Building, that's the Divine Family's interest building, the price is extremely high, but most people can't live in..."

Di Jiu waved his hand, "Go, go to the Pantheon."

The sage of the Haiyi is clearly understood, Di Jiu is here to find fault. Needless to say, I guess that Di Jiu saw the human race monks being arbitrarily slaughtered in the holy city of all races. His status was low, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

With a sigh in his heart, the sage of the Haiyi did not say anything about leaving. Where Di Jiu went, he could only follow. For a holy lord who controls the vastness of countless years, even if the human monk is killed here, he will not have any ripples. What he couldn't figure out was why Di Jiu cared so much.

"Senior, can I walk with you?" Meng Ruolou's voice was a little timid, she knew very well that if she didn't follow Di Jiu, she left the Wancheng Holy City with her front foot, and her back foot would be strong by the Red Lin clan Beheaded.

Di Jiu nodded, "Come on, go to the Pantheon Tower together."

Seeing Di Jiu's arrogant words and leaving without scruples, this golden monk's eyes became more and more powerful. If Di Ji could not be slain in the holy city of all the nations, then they would be the holy city of all the nations. A joke.

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"Senior Di..." Meng Ruolou cried carefully.

Di Jiu waved his hand, "My name is Di Jiu, just call my name."

"Yes." Meng Ruolou responded, and still said, "Senior, Wanshenlou is the site of the Protoss. It is rumored that there is a fifth step Que Sheng in the Prosperity, and the Terran is not eligible to stay in the Wanshenlou. ."

"The fifth step Que Sheng?" Di Jiu repeated, and then seemed to say to himself, "Why the fifth step is called Que Sheng?"

Haiyi Saint said with a smile, "We are in the Holy Place Square, there are tens of thousands of Holy Saints. These Holy Saints are in their vast universe, step into the fourth step of sanctification. Relative to us, control In the vast universe, there can be only one fourth step saint, which is ourselves.

But here, the fourth step is to say that the saint speaks on his own path, and the path after the speech is to grow in accordance with the established word. As for the fifth step of Que Sheng, that is to say that the sage further improves his own words to a higher level. Que means insufficient. Therefore, the fifth step of Que Sheng still cannot be called a true saint. As for the fourth step, it is necessary to add two words before the saint. To put it bluntly, the true essence of the word saint is not the saint, but the word. Because it is not a saint to be a saint. "

"Yes, I heard that the sixth step is not a true saint, nor can it be called a saint." Meng Ruo Lou added on the side.

Di Jiu thoughtfully, according to what the Saint Haiyi said, he was the saint who made the word. No matter how strong the word is, it is also a certain way. Each avenue branch in his Tao tree should be equivalent to a Taoism. In this way, it is very likely that he stepped into the fourth step without making a statement because he has a tree.

"Several people are sorry. The Pantheon is already full. Please take a few more steps. There are a few nice stacks in front..."

Di Jiu and the three had just entered the gate of the Pantheon, and a man greeted him with a smile on his face, with a very polite tone.

As soon as Meng Ruolou listened to this man's words, he knew that the other party should know that Di Jiu had beheaded three Red Lin clan saints on the street, otherwise, the man would never be so polite to speak. The eyes of the folks in Wanshenlou are all on their foreheads, not to mention the monks of the human race, even if the strong men of the big clan come, the folks in Wanshenlou will not be so polite.

Di Jiu said coldly, "Give you ten breathing time. If you haven't found a place for me to rest, then the Pantheon Tower will disappear from the Holy City of All Nations."

As soon as the dude stunned, it was hard to look. Where is the Panshen Tower? There has never been only a panacea in the Panshen Tower. Where can I talk about others being arrogant to the Pans Tower?

The man in Wanshenlou wanted to say that this was the place of the Protoss, and suddenly a voice came to his ears, "This person not only killed three Honglin tribe saints on the street, but also directly let the Wans Holy City The sage of the Golden Armor, Yi Mujuan, you said he dare to destroy the Pantheon..."

The sound came to an abrupt halt. The monk of the sound channel felt that a thought had fallen on him, and he was sweating all over him.

There is no need to investigate at all~www.novelbuddy.com~ He also knows that this divine idea is Di Jiu's. Di Jiu's Shen Nian didn't even pass through his prohibition and found him. If the other party wanted to kill him, wouldn't it just need a punch? This is definitely the fifth step.

The man in the Wanshen Building had the same cold sweat oozing out, and he quickly bowed to the courtesy, "Seniors will wait, there are several top-level rooms, and I will quit right away."

Di Jiu withdrew Shennian. The voice transmitted just now was a third-step monk. A third-step guy dared to speak in front of him.

"Come on, my patience is limited." Di Jiu didn't even ask about the price, nor did he say anything to Dao Jing. If the buddy wants it, he says he owes it first.

He came here to find something, killed the strong men of the Red Lin tribe, let the golden armor saints roll, and now teach the Pantheon Tower with strong force. After a while, a large group of people must have come to siege him, and he just took the opportunity to tear down the Holy City of All Nations.

The buddy is fast, don’t take ten breaths and just come forward and say, "Senior, the room has already come out, I will take a few seniors to rest."

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