Chapter 485: 485
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"Brush!" There was silence in zongmen square, and both the outer and inner disciples looked at each other. There were nine men and women under the platform, each with outstanding appearance and extraordinary momentum. And the no trace on the platform is not to be outdone. The nine young figures below are not afraid when they are looking!
"Cough, no trace boss, they are the main disciples of the nine halls of the inner gate's holy nine halls..." a message quietly poured into no trace's ear, and the little fat man jumped onto the platform immediately.
"Wow The endless billowing flame rolled up and moved slowly towards the traceless body. Wuchen's whole body was in vain, and his whole face was covered with a harmless smile of livestock, just like ordinary people.
"Ha ha, this year's outer disciples are very rampant..." the main disciple of Shengzhen hall is a young man named Wang Yuan. See Wang Yuan cold eye swept the no trace on the battle platform and little fat Zhen Bucai, words full of disdain said.
"Hum, you just defeated my disciple of Shengzhuan hall?" The master of Shengzhuan hall personally passed on his disciple Feng Biluo. His cool and gorgeous temperament is extremely outstanding. He doesn't belong to Ji Ruxue at all. His cold and gorgeous eyes were just like the blade of a knife, staring at the no trace above the platform and glaring.
"Ha ha, first the inner disciples, then the core disciples. How come it's the turn of the Lord to pass on the disciples? I've really seen the way of treating people in the inner gate Temple today! " With a cold smile, Wu trace sweeps his eyes at Feng Biluo, a disciple of the imperial seal script hall under the platform. Then, without trace, he swept the surrounding Temple disciples, and spoke coldly in front of the crowd.
"Brush!" With this remark, zongmen square was silent and in an uproar.
The eighteen disciples of the outer gate all showed their indignation, and they all felt aggrieved for the no trace on the platform.
After listening to the words of no trace, all the disciples of the ninth Hall of the inner gate were silent. Originally, it was the examination and inspection of the outer disciples who were promoted to the inner ones, but it seems that it has always been the Shengzhuan hall, Shengzhen hall, and the two inner Temple disciples are holding on. All the way from the inner disciple to the core disciple, Wu trace was challenged by his own strength. But now even the hall master's disciples have jumped out, which seems to be unfair to Wu Chen, who is still a disciple of the outer gate.
"Hum, you're such a devil who doesn't know how to write dead words!" Wang Yuan, one of the disciples of the holy array hall, looked at the no trace on the platform. Obviously, Wang Yuan is trying to win the favor of beauty by stepping on traceless.
On both sides of the temple, the other disciples all hold their shoulders, smile and don't speak. Standing on one side, they silently look at the holy array hall, Shengzhuan hall, and the two main temple disciples are tit for tat.
"Good, very good, I wrote you down..." after a long silence, Feng Biluo, the disciple of Shengzhuan hall, finally got a response. Then, she turned back to the square array of daoshengzhuan hall, and stood beside the deputy hall Master Zhu Xing with a cold face.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the square array of Shengzhuan hall was extremely oppressive. A group of disciples in Shengzhuan hall could even hear each other's breathing. It can be seen that the pressure of the disciples in Shengzhuan hall was so great.
"Boy, my name is Wang Yuan. You'd better remember that. Don't let me meet you alone in the inner door in the future!" Wang Yuan, a disciple of the holy array hall, was full of anger and threw a cruel word at Wu trace on the platform. Then, Wang Yuan scanned the direction of Shengzhuan hall very freely and walked towards the square array of Shengzhen hall.
Seeing this, all the other disciples of the main hall spread out their hands in a friendly way, and then walked towards the square array of their respective temple.
"Hehe, Wang Yuan? Are you still three little ones? " After hearing Wang Yuan's name, Wu trace instinctively vomited, and his blood surged up.
"Hey, no trace boss, barking dogs don't bite people!" One side, the little fat Zhen not just showed a bad smile, voice is not high not low middle whisper way.
Brush. Brush. Brush
Countless fierce eyes came, and all the disciples in the holy array hall were gnashing their teeth and staring at little fat Zhen Bu CAI. Wuchen's fierce fighting power made the inner disciples not angry, but they had to be convinced.
However, Zhen Bucai, a little fat man, has not gone through the test of opening the inner gate, but now he is still talking on the platform, humiliating his disciples in the holy array hall. Therefore, at this time, the disciples of the temple of holy array hated little fat Zhen Bucai a little more than the originator Wuchen.
"Haha, the inner hall of the hall is the ninth Hall of the saints. It's so difficult for an outer disciple. In my opinion, tianyunzong really has more and more prestige and bearing of famous schools! " In the silence of zongmen square, an extremely harsh ironic laughter came out coldly. On the edge corner around the platform, there was a figure lying on the ground and sneering."Who?"
"Who is so presumptuous?"
"Dare, dare to slander my tianyunzong!"
A series of angry voices mostly came from the two square array camps of Shengzhen hall and Shengzhuan hall. The rest of the elders in the inner gate of the ninth hall were also angry, looking at the corner of the platform.
On the corner of the edge of the platform, a slovenly old man was lying on the ground. His clothes were full of oil stains, and his luster was shining. At this time, he was talking about the old wine gourd and drinking.
Gollum. Gollum
When the elders of the inner gate temple were angry, they were silent when they saw the face of the slovenly old man clearly. Even the deputy head of the nine holy halls in front of the inner gate's nine holy halls team showed his astonished eyes at this time. And the nine disciples of the nine temples were shining in front of their eyes, and they cast adoring eyes on the slovenly old man.
"Well, it can make the nine halls of the inner gate fear. It seems that the old man's identity is not ordinary!" On the platform, Wu trace felt the subtle changes between the great halls under the platform.
"Damn it, this old man is not from there, is he! No trace boss, I'm afraid you're going to have bad luck this time! " Little fat Zhen Bucai's face was very red, and he was very excited, holding his fists and lying beside no trace, shouting.
"Eh, how could it be so strange that this man's mysterious Qi fluctuated?" Demon Zun Huo Xiao Xu Ying is surprisingly quiet. He looks at the slovenly old man who is still lying in the corner under the platform. He looks up and down carefully< br>
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"Brush!" There was silence in zongmen square, and both the outer and inner disciples looked at each other. There were nine men and women under the platform, each with outstanding appearance and extraordinary momentum. And the no trace on the platform is not to be outdone. The nine young figures below are not afraid when they are looking!
"Cough, no trace boss, they are the main disciples of the nine halls of the inner gate's holy nine halls..." a message quietly poured into no trace's ear, and the little fat man jumped onto the platform immediately.
"Wow The endless billowing flame rolled up and moved slowly towards the traceless body. Wuchen's whole body was in vain, and his whole face was covered with a harmless smile of livestock, just like ordinary people.
"Ha ha, this year's outer disciples are very rampant..." the main disciple of Shengzhen hall is a young man named Wang Yuan. See Wang Yuan cold eye swept the no trace on the battle platform and little fat Zhen Bucai, words full of disdain said.
"Hum, you just defeated my disciple of Shengzhuan hall?" The master of Shengzhuan hall personally passed on his disciple Feng Biluo. His cool and gorgeous temperament is extremely outstanding. He doesn't belong to Ji Ruxue at all. His cold and gorgeous eyes were just like the blade of a knife, staring at the no trace above the platform and glaring.
"Ha ha, first the inner disciples, then the core disciples. How come it's the turn of the Lord to pass on the disciples? I've really seen the way of treating people in the inner gate Temple today! " With a cold smile, Wu trace sweeps his eyes at Feng Biluo, a disciple of the imperial seal script hall under the platform. Then, without trace, he swept the surrounding Temple disciples, and spoke coldly in front of the crowd.
"Brush!" With this remark, zongmen square was silent and in an uproar.
The eighteen disciples of the outer gate all showed their indignation, and they all felt aggrieved for the no trace on the platform.
After listening to the words of no trace, all the disciples of the ninth Hall of the inner gate were silent. Originally, it was the examination and inspection of the outer disciples who were promoted to the inner ones, but it seems that it has always been the Shengzhuan hall, Shengzhen hall, and the two inner Temple disciples are holding on. All the way from the inner disciple to the core disciple, Wu trace was challenged by his own strength. But now even the hall master's disciples have jumped out, which seems to be unfair to Wu Chen, who is still a disciple of the outer gate.
"Hum, you're such a devil who doesn't know how to write dead words!" Wang Yuan, one of the disciples of the holy array hall, looked at the no trace on the platform. Obviously, Wang Yuan is trying to win the favor of beauty by stepping on traceless.
On both sides of the temple, the other disciples all hold their shoulders, smile and don't speak. Standing on one side, they silently look at the holy array hall, Shengzhuan hall, and the two main temple disciples are tit for tat.
"Good, very good, I wrote you down..." after a long silence, Feng Biluo, the disciple of Shengzhuan hall, finally got a response. Then, she turned back to the square array of daoshengzhuan hall, and stood beside the deputy hall Master Zhu Xing with a cold face.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the square array of Shengzhuan hall was extremely oppressive. A group of disciples in Shengzhuan hall could even hear each other's breathing. It can be seen that the pressure of the disciples in Shengzhuan hall was so great.
"Boy, my name is Wang Yuan. You'd better remember that. Don't let me meet you alone in the inner door in the future!" Wang Yuan, a disciple of the holy array hall, was full of anger and threw a cruel word at Wu trace on the platform. Then, Wang Yuan scanned the direction of Shengzhuan hall very freely and walked towards the square array of Shengzhen hall.
Seeing this, all the other disciples of the main hall spread out their hands in a friendly way, and then walked towards the square array of their respective temple.
"Hehe, Wang Yuan? Are you still three little ones? " After hearing Wang Yuan's name, Wu trace instinctively vomited, and his blood surged up.
"Hey, no trace boss, barking dogs don't bite people!" One side, the little fat Zhen not just showed a bad smile, voice is not high not low middle whisper way.
Brush. Brush. Brush
Countless fierce eyes came, and all the disciples in the holy array hall were gnashing their teeth and staring at little fat Zhen Bu CAI. Wuchen's fierce fighting power made the inner disciples not angry, but they had to be convinced.
However, Zhen Bucai, a little fat man, has not gone through the test of opening the inner gate, but now he is still talking on the platform, humiliating his disciples in the holy array hall. Therefore, at this time, the disciples of the temple of holy array hated little fat Zhen Bucai a little more than the originator Wuchen.
"Haha, the inner hall of the hall is the ninth Hall of the saints. It's so difficult for an outer disciple. In my opinion, tianyunzong really has more and more prestige and bearing of famous schools! " In the silence of zongmen square, an extremely harsh ironic laughter came out coldly. On the edge corner around the platform, there was a figure lying on the ground and sneering."Who?"
"Who is so presumptuous?"
"Dare, dare to slander my tianyunzong!"
A series of angry voices mostly came from the two square array camps of Shengzhen hall and Shengzhuan hall. The rest of the elders in the inner gate of the ninth hall were also angry, looking at the corner of the platform.
On the corner of the edge of the platform, a slovenly old man was lying on the ground. His clothes were full of oil stains, and his luster was shining. At this time, he was talking about the old wine gourd and drinking.
Gollum. Gollum
When the elders of the inner gate temple were angry, they were silent when they saw the face of the slovenly old man clearly. Even the deputy head of the nine holy halls in front of the inner gate's nine holy halls team showed his astonished eyes at this time. And the nine disciples of the nine temples were shining in front of their eyes, and they cast adoring eyes on the slovenly old man.
"Well, it can make the nine halls of the inner gate fear. It seems that the old man's identity is not ordinary!" On the platform, Wu trace felt the subtle changes between the great halls under the platform.
"Damn it, this old man is not from there, is he! No trace boss, I'm afraid you're going to have bad luck this time! " Little fat Zhen Bucai's face was very red, and he was very excited, holding his fists and lying beside no trace, shouting.
"Eh, how could it be so strange that this man's mysterious Qi fluctuated?" Demon Zun Huo Xiao Xu Ying is surprisingly quiet. He looks at the slovenly old man who is still lying in the corner under the platform. He looks up and down carefully< br>
"Brush!" There was silence in zongmen square, and both the outer and inner disciples looked at each other. There were nine men and women under the platform, each with outstanding appearance and extraordinary momentum. And the no trace on the platform is not to be outdone. The nine young figures below are not afraid when they are looking! "Cough, no trace boss, they are the main disciples of the nine halls of the inner gate's holy nine halls..." a message quietly poured into no trace's ear, and the little fat man jumped onto the platform immediately. "Wow The endless billowing flame rolled up and moved slowly towards the traceless body. Wuchen's whole body was in vain, and his whole face was covered with a harmless smile of livestock, just like ordinary people. "Ha ha, this year's outer disciples are very rampant..." the main disciple of Shengzhen hall is a young man named Wang Yuan. See Wang Yuan cold eye swept the no trace on the battle platform and little fat Zhen Bucai, words full of disdain said. "Hum, you just defeated my disciple of Shengzhuan hall?" The master of Shengzhuan hall personally passed on his disciple Feng Biluo. His cool and gorgeous temperament is extremely outstanding. He doesn't belong to Ji Ruxue at all. His cold and gorgeous eyes were just like the blade of a knife, staring at the no trace above the platform and glaring. "Ha ha, first the inner disciples, then the core disciples. How come it's the turn of the Lord to pass on the disciples? I've really seen the way of treating people in the inner gate Temple today! " With a cold smile, Wu trace sweeps his eyes at Feng Biluo, a disciple of the imperial seal script hall under the platform. Then, without trace, he swept the surrounding Temple disciples, and spoke coldly in front of the crowd. "Brush!" With this remark, zongmen square was silent and in an uproar. The eighteen disciples of the outer gate all showed their indignation, and they all felt aggrieved for the no trace on the platform. After listening to the words of no trace, all the disciples of the ninth Hall of the inner gate were silent. Originally, it was the examination and inspection of the outer disciples who were promoted to the inner ones, but it seems that it has always been the Shengzhuan hall, Shengzhen hall, and the two inner Temple disciples are holding on. All the way from the inner disciple to the core disciple, Wu trace was challenged by his own strength. But now even the hall master's disciples have jumped out, which seems to be unfair to Wu Chen, who is still a disciple of the outer gate. "Hum, you're such a devil who doesn't know how to write dead words!" Wang Yuan, one of the disciples of the holy array hall, looked at the no trace on the platform. Obviously, Wang Yuan is trying to win the favor of beauty by stepping on traceless. On both sides of the temple, the other disciples all hold their shoulders, smile and don't speak. Standing on one side, they silently look at the holy array hall, Shengzhuan hall, and the two main temple disciples are tit for tat. "Good, very good, I wrote you down..." after a long silence, Feng Biluo, the disciple of Shengzhuan hall, finally got a response. Then, she turned back to the square array of daoshengzhuan hall, and stood beside the deputy hall Master Zhu Xing with a cold face. For a moment, the atmosphere in the square array of Shengzhuan hall was extremely oppressive. A group of disciples in Shengzhuan hall could even hear each other's breathing. It can be seen that the pressure of the disciples in Shengzhuan hall was so great. "Boy, my name is Wang Yuan. You'd better remember that. Don't let me meet you alone in the inner door in the future!" Wang Yuan, a disciple of the holy array hall, was full of anger and threw a cruel word at Wu trace on the platform. Then, Wang Yuan scanned the direction of Shengzhuan hall very freely and walked towards the square array of Shengzhen hall. Seeing this, all the other disciples of the main hall spread out their hands in a friendly way, and then walked towards the square array of their respective temple. "Hehe, Wang Yuan? Are you still three little ones? " After hearing Wang Yuan's name, Wu trace instinctively vomited, and his blood surged up. "Hey, no trace boss, barking dogs don't bite people!" One side, the little fat Zhen not just showed a bad smile, voice is not high not low middle whisper way. Brush. Brush. Brush Countless fierce eyes came, and all the disciples in the holy array hall were gnashing their teeth and staring at little fat Zhen Bu CAI. Wuchen's fierce fighting power made the inner disciples not angry, but they had to be convinced. However, Zhen Bucai, a little fat man, has not gone through the test of opening the inner gate, but now he is still talking on the platform, humiliating his disciples in the holy array hall. Therefore, at this time, the disciples of the temple of holy array hated little fat Zhen Bucai a little more than the originator Wuchen. "Haha, the inner hall of the hall is the ninth Hall of the saints. It's so difficult for an outer disciple. In my opinion, tianyunzong really has more and more prestige and bearing of famous schools! " In the silence of zongmen square, an extremely harsh ironic laughter came out coldly. On the edge corner around the platform, there was a figure lying on the ground and sneering."Who?" "Who is so presumptuous?" "Dare, dare to slander my tianyunzong!" A series of angry voices mostly came from the two square array camps of Shengzhen hall and Shengzhuan hall. The rest of the elders in the inner gate of the ninth hall were also angry, looking at the corner of the platform. On the corner of the edge of the platform, a slovenly old man was lying on the ground. His clothes were full of oil stains, and his luster was shining. At this time, he was talking about the old wine gourd and drinking. Gollum. Gollum When the elders of the inner gate temple were angry, they were silent when they saw the face of the slovenly old man clearly. Even the deputy head of the nine holy halls in front of the inner gate's nine holy halls team showed his astonished eyes at this time. And the nine disciples of the nine temples were shining in front of their eyes, and they cast adoring eyes on the slovenly old man. "Well, it can make the nine halls of the inner gate fear. It seems that the old man's identity is not ordinary!" On the platform, Wu trace felt the subtle changes between the great halls under the platform. "Damn it, this old man is not from there, is he! No trace boss, I'm afraid you're going to have bad luck this time! " Little fat Zhen Bucai's face was very red, and he was very excited, holding his fists and lying beside no trace, shouting. "Eh, how could it be so strange that this man's mysterious Qi fluctuated?" Demon Zun Huo Xiao Xu Ying is surprisingly quiet. He looks at the slovenly old man who is still lying in the corner under the platform. He looks up and down carefully br
