But he could not have imagined that Wu Ming was so reasonable and was even more secretly grateful.

But I don’t know that what Wu Ming doesn’t mind the most is the type of false reputation.

It is a big problem for the warriors of Tianfeng Holy Land to meet him. Like the old man Shenshui, he was congenitally restrained by his martial arts and had no power to turn the tables.

"It seems that there are more than one or two astronomical phenomena in this holy land..."

Wu Ming looked at the Crystal Palace not far away, and his eyes were filled with thoughtful expressions.

...

Deep in the Tianfeng Holy Land, a group of warriors surrounded a tall building, looking at each other, but they did not dare to step beyond the line.

"What's going on?"

The third elder rushed over and immediately a disciple reported: "The long meridian and the four meridians robbed the sect... The Venerable Tianfeng retreated into the ancestor's hall to guard the dead, and we dare not disturb him..."

The three elders' faces were rosy, with silver hair reaching their waists. When they heard this, the corners of their eyes twitched.

For the disciples of Tianfeng Holy Land, the sacred nature of the Ancestral Hall is self-evident. If you put blood on this place, it would be a great disrespect, and even he would not want to bear this responsibility.

"Where is Ge Bai's robe?"

At the critical moment, he immediately thought of another person.

"Yan Zangxuan returns, and the second elder goes to block the attack in person..."

A disciple said, and at the same time, a terrifying storm came from the front.

"Well... I have a white robe here, I should..."

As soon as the third elder said something, he was stunned to feel the storm representing Ge Bai's robe dissipating quickly, and Yan Zangxuan's voice spread throughout half of the holy land, and it became as deep as water.

"Yin Canglong, you are indeed a waste!"

A carefree voice sounded, and an old man with a strange shape suddenly appeared on the field.

He had a strange appearance, only one eye, one ear, and half of his face seemed to have been cut and wiped away.

“Bold!”

The disciples around him were furious, but Yin Canglong bowed respectfully: "It turned out that the old man Tiancan was here!"

He dare not be disrespectful!
Chapter completed!