Not far away, Qingyun Qizi, who was paralyzed on the floor, saw the scene of the big Jianxiang biting the small Jianxiang, and they all fell into a daze.

No, is it such a big deal?

The senior brother who is the head of the seven will be completely abolished from now on.

The Dharma was destroyed, so I had to practice Yin Shen again, and then visualize the "Picture of Fighting Two Dragons and Three Jiaos" again. In this way, it would take at least a hundred years to return to today's state.

Suddenly, the six of them may have become evil refiners in the Dharma Realm.

I never expected that just a small show of force would lead to such tragic results.

"Uncle Master, I'm reacting passively."

"..."

Liu Yong looked at He Zhao's innocent eyes and was so angry that he almost didn't perform a defensive attack on the spot.

"Shut up, stop eating!"

The sound of chewing was still there, so he turned around and waved a palm.

Counterattack from your uncle!

"Bang--"

When his palm came into contact with the animal, he expected that the opponent would be severely injured and return to the spiritual space to cultivate, but it did not appear. Instead, a huge force rebounded, causing him to stumble back three steps.

"???"

Wait a minute, the boy named He has just cultivated the Dharma for a few days. Why is his Dharma as solid as steel?

"Kachi!" "Kachi!"

Hu Xiang ignored Liu Yong who attacked it, biting faster and faster, as if he was afraid of leaving any residue.

There is a saying that to a certain extent, the appearance of the law reflects the temperament and temperament of its owner.

If you don't take advantage enough, if you make less money, you will suffer a loss. He is almost carved from the same mold as a certain bastard.

When the man named Liu came to his senses, Jian Xiang stretched out his long and slender tongue and carefully licked the residue on the floor.

Wherever the long scarlet tongue passed, it left a dazzling reflective floor.

The sweeping robot is not as fine as it.

"..."

At this point, Jian Zhuangnan, who is expected to become the chief disciple of Qingyun Sect, rushes to the street!

Don't get me wrong, death is not dead, but living is many times more uncomfortable than death.

From the head of the Seven Sons who is respected by thousands of people, to the little Pacai who needs to be renovated and is falling behind, there is a world of difference between the two.

When Liu Yong saw this, his head was as big as a bucket.

The new monster VS the veteran genius, the former turned the latter into a Muggle, so how to deal with this matter perfectly?

"Boy He, you are in trouble."

Old Liu was numb. As fast as he came then, he wanted to run as fast as he did now. The palms and backs of his hands were full of flesh, especially the flesh on the backs of his hands that was rotten. The flesh on his palms became even more important to the sect.

"Hey, you are temporarily grounded and are not allowed to leave the true disciple floor. I will report this matter to the head brother and handle it according to his wishes." After the words fell, he raised his hand to grab the fainting strong man, and with a sound, he opened the big hole from the

The ceiling leaves.

"My lord is mighty and domineering!"

"Sir, you really have the bearing of a master!"

"Congratulations, sir, congratulations, sir."

When a group of licking dogs saw their uncle leaving, they immediately licked the famous ruthless man wildly.

Six people lying on the floor: "..."

Can you carry someone on your back?

When you are complimenting me, the flattering look on your face could be more intense!

Ugh, disgusting.

A few years ago, we used to turn off the lights and communicate through the fortune cards.

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and help my brothers and sisters up. I have something to talk to them about."

"!!!"

After hearing this, the six people struggled to crawl towards their respective doors.

Chat?

It's definitely up to no good, so it's better to run first.

It's a pity that the evil spirit refining warrior was seriously injured and obviously had no qualifications to resist.

When a group of people heard the order, they rushed forward and held him down.

Then, drag them and throw them in front of the culprit.

If it were before, I would have been more or less wary.

Nowadays, a phoenix that lands on the ground is not as good as a chicken.

The two voices shouted so loudly that the seven sons of Qingyun were not able to maintain their appearance.

The high status of the true disciples fell directly from the altar.

My boss is He Zhao, do you dare to touch a hair on my head?

"Everyone, everything today is all a misunderstanding."

"Yes yes yes..."

When the six Qingyun disciples heard this, they hurriedly nodded in agreement.

No matter what the other party's intentions are, they are not prepared to resist.

You have big fists and we have no objection to whatever you say.

"Speaking of which, when will your Dharma appearance be restored?"

Faced with Hen Renzhao's inquiry, the six people responded hurriedly.

"Half a month is enough."

"I need more than a month."

Hearing this, He, who was surrounded by a group of people, touched his chin and said cheerfully.

"How about we have another discussion in a month and a half?"

"???"

"!!!"

The six of us got numb together and fucked your uncle.

He looked kindly to us, and spent a long time trying to get us to see him.

They saw the previous scene of the tiger licking the floor, refusing to let go of any residue.

"Plop!"

Three women and three men knelt down directly.

They each hugged He's thigh and begged for mercy in a slightly sobbing voice.

"Brother Zhao, everything is our fault."

"Show us your noble hand and let us go. You will be the thirty-third generation chief disciple, and the six of us will definitely serve you in the future."

Shameful?

Did you see what happened to the leader of the Seven Sons?

Who would be willing to experience a reconstruction!

Of course, the title of Qingyun Seventh Son can still be retained.

One person went down, another was added, and there were still seven people.

"Discuss, discuss, don't get me wrong, after all, I'm not a devil."

Fuck you uncle!

The six people couldn't help but roll their eyes, who would go to the useless person to compete?

When others talk about "sparing", they really mean "sparing". If you talk about "sparing", you are actually coveting our Dharma.

Bah, vile!

"Brother Zhao, today is a happy event for you to become a true disciple. Because it was too hasty, I didn't prepare any gifts. You can take the ring and just take it if you like it. Don't refuse it. If you don't take it, it will be looked down upon.

I."
To be continued...