Chapter 367 Qualifications for Dialogue

Luo Zong's many elders frowned.

"Cloud-piercing flying chariot of Motian Pavilion?"

"Prepare to defend against the enemy!"

The crowd was in an uproar.

All the disciples stared at the cloud-piercing chariot as if they were facing a great enemy.

"No, how did Cloud Chuan Fei Nian enter the barrier?" Shan Yunzheng appeared in front of everyone.

"It's really incredible... Only the core disciples know the correct path of the formation, how did the people in the Motian Pavilion know?"

"It's too late to study these, have the people from Tianzong and Yunzong arrived?"

A disciple responded in the crowd: "Already on the way."

Many elders of Luo Zong looked towards other holy places.

Clouds shrouded in mist, obscuring all vision.

Cloud-piercing flying chariot has entered Luo Zong Holy Land from the barrier area.

Seeing that the situation was not good, someone raised his hand and said, "Prepare the giant crossbow!"

at this time……

A voice came from Fei Nian: "I'm Lu Ping, don't do anything!"

The sound echoed in the sky above the Holy Land.

Luo Zong's disciples looked at each other in dismay. Did Elder Lu bring in the flying chariot from Motian Pavilion?

The elders are also a little confused. Feishu is also Lu Ping, and Lu Ping is also the one who brought Motian Pavilion in. What is this for?

hum.

hum ——

Vitality wrapped around Fei Nian's body, turned the direction, flew towards the first holy place, that is, between the first mountain and the second mountain, and stopped slowly.

The three sects have a total of twenty peaks and ten holy places.

Yunzong occupies three holy places and six mountain peaks.

Tianzong occupies three holy places and six mountain peaks.

Luo Zong occupies four holy places,

Eight peaks.

It is not difficult to see from the number that Luo Zong is strong... Luo Zong has an extra holy place called Tiande Holy Land. In this holy place, the ancestors of the three sects retreated here.

The cloud-piercing flying chariot of Motian Pavilion is suspended in the air.

Lu Ping glanced back and gave Ming Shiyin a pleading look.

Ming Shiyin stepped forward and took his place... and controlled the flying chariot to levitate.

The flying chariot stopped above the First Holy Land.

Lu Ping jumped down first and fell towards the Holy Land.

Many elders of Luo Zong saw Lu Ping and couldn't understand it.

"Elder Lu, what's going on?"

Lu Ping said that he quickly explained the ins and outs.

Hearing this, Shan Yunzheng frowned slightly and said, "My grandfather is still in retreat, I'm afraid it's not right?"

"That's what I said too." Lu Ping was helpless.

Both of them have seen the power of Motian Pavilion, and they dare not be too arrogant.

The other elders were more confident.

After all, this is the No. 1 Holy Land of Luo Zong, and the core disciples and elders of Luo Zong are all there, as well as barriers and formations. Motian Pavilion is indeed very powerful, but it does not mean that it must be servile.

An elder hovered upwards—

"I'm sorry, the ancestors are in retreat all year round, and it is not convenient to see guests. Please come back."

The voice echoed above Luo Zong's First Holy Land.

Lu Zhou's eyes swept across all the disciples on the holy ground, but he didn't speak.

Ming Shi understood and said loudly: "The teacher and Senior Yun have some friendship, and haven't seen each other for many years. I hope you will report and then make a conclusion."

This is also polite.

However, Ming Shiyin was completely uneasy.

In this case, they should just jump down and beat them to the point where they cry.

Hey, it would be great if the second senior brother was there, and the second senior brother is suitable for this kind of polite occasion.

However,

The elder still said: "I'm sorry, the ancestors gave orders before retreating, no matter who they are, the ancestors will not be seen."

"Hey! Shame on your face! Hurry up, let your old man come out!"

Ming Shiyin was really disgusted by this kind of polite remarks, and yelled loudly.

The voice suddenly spread throughout the Holy Land.

The listeners looked at each other.

As soon as these words were finished, Ming Shiyin felt much more comfortable... This is the style that a disciple of Motian Pavilion should have.

Ming Shiyin suddenly felt a strange gaze strike.

"Uh... disciple, I couldn't hold back for a while. There's no need to be polite to this kind of person! Yun Zong's matter has not been settled with them yet!" Ming Shiyin scratched his head.

Hua Wudao extended his thumb towards him.

Lu Zhou looked calm and did not speak.

Ming Shiyin breathed a sigh of relief, tacitly agreeing, that is approval!

The elder standing in the air on the opposite side cupped his hands and said, "Why is it necessary to be aggressive at Motian Pavilion? Luo Zong sent people to Motian Pavilion to plead guilty, isn't it enough?"

...

"A lot of nonsense!"

call out!

Ming Shiyin suddenly threw off the parting hook.

With so many bigwigs backing them up, Ming Shiyue was very courageous and shot out brazenly!

The sky-level weapon flew quickly in the air.

Gang Qi burst out!

boom!

The elder was caught off guard, and his body erupted with anger, resisting the parting hook.

He raised his head in horror and stepped back quickly.

The parting hook flew back to Ming Shiyin's hand.

With this shot, Luo Zong's disciples and elders in the entire Holy Land immediately rose into the air.

It looked like he was about to start a battle.

"Don't, don't..." Lu Ping almost cried, and waved his hands to stop everyone.

The fourth elder had a very bad impression of Lu Ping, and scolded: "Elder Lu, what are you doing?"

Lu Ping was so anxious that he hurriedly shouted:

"madness!"

The elders looked at each other in dismay.

Lu Ping actually helped outsiders scold his own people, and his brain was flooded?

Lu Ping said seriously: "Listen to my advice, the one on the flying chariot... is not something we can provoke!"

Is it so exaggerated?

Luo Zong really didn't want to make enemies, but he didn't want to bow his head to flattery!

"The patriarch is still here, Lu Ping, don't you have to grow others' ambition to destroy your own prestige!" An elderly elder refused to accept it.

It was at this time that a hoarse voice came from the chariot—

"Leng Mou thinks that Lu Ping is very interesting and a smart person."

Leng Luo stepped forward and stepped out.

Although his current cultivation base has not fully recovered, it is not a problem to be in the sky.

Leng Luo hovered in front of the flying chariot and lowered slightly, with his hands behind him.

Dressed in black with a silver mask, it makes people shudder.

"Is this the patriarch of Motian Pavilion?" The disciples in the Holy Land were horrified.

Leng Luo said:

"You are not qualified to talk to the pavilion owner... Let Luo Zong talk to someone who can talk to Leng Mou."

Lu Ping quickly introduced: "This person was the first person on the black list three hundred years ago, Leng Luo."

The elders opened their eyes.

Thinking of the almost shot just now, I couldn't help but feel chills down my spine and trembling in my hands.

It's dangerous, it's dangerous!

In the second mountain, a figure stepped out of the sky, like lightning.

Passing through the barrier, through the sky, through several towering trees in the Holy Land, and in an instant, came to the Holy Land.

Extreme speed, extreme cultivation.

Bearded face, eyes like fire.

Many disciples of Luo Zong looked over.

"The Great Elder is here!"

"I have seen the Great Elder!"

The disciples saluted.

That middle-aged man with a full beard and a long robe was the great elder of Luo Zong, Chu Nan.

Chunan was suspended above Luo Zong's disciples.

Luo Zong's first holy place, quiet down.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Chu Nan.

Chu Nan's eyes were bright, and he cupped his hands and said, "Elder Luo Zong, Chu Nan, I have seen Senior Leng."

Leng Luo said, "Chunan? I didn't expect that a hundred years later, you would become Luo Zong's Great Elder."

"It's just luck. I heard that the pavilion master of the Motian Pavilion is coming, how dare I not come to greet him in person?" Chu Nan said.

"very good."

Leng Luo straight to the point, his voice hoarse and low.

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