Chapter 65 Luo Tian’s Great Altar Is Opened, and There Are Thunderous Thunders! (Please Read and Read the Data)

Wang didn't know how long he had been standing, but he only felt that his legs were numb.

After waiting for a long time, the two old men took a deep breath as if they had figured something out.

"He's just a young boy. Maoshan has produced geniuses in recent years. Lao Lu, you're not perfect enough!" Wang Ai said with a smile.

Lu Ci said nothing.

The two of us had lost our composure just now because we hadn't heard the name Maoshan for so long.

When I first heard the name Maoshan, I felt a little out of control.

"Humph, Fatty Wang, your tea has spilled on your pants!"

"Ahem. I just crushed the tea cup with too much force. Let's go back to the problem of Maoshan. If they rise, we can suppress them again!"

"Indeed, the left and right are nothing more than ordinary inheritance, and the Lightning Thunder Fist has long since disappeared with that person."

"He is not the same person as before. Even if he is that person in his early twenties, if our two families swarm us before his 'qi' is exhausted, he may not be able to pick on both of our families!"

This is not because Wang Ai is arrogant.

Although Shi Jian, who was in his twenties at that time, was strong, he was at best comparable to some strong men of the older generation.

The two of them have more than sixty years of practice, and they both master one of the Eight Wonders.

The strength is no longer what it used to be, not to mention that a person's "qi" is limited.

No matter how powerful he is, even if the current Heavenly Master is besieged by many people and his Qi is exhausted, he will actually be an old man over a hundred years old.

Maybe any stranger can kill the other person!

If it were that person back then, his two old guys would definitely turn around and run away without saying a word!

But if it’s just a young man in his twenties.

The Lightning Bolt Thunder Fist has been lost, and only a young boy can do it.

Wang Bing

I always feel that the painting style of the two old men became a little abnormal after hearing about Maoshan.

And why do we mean that the person who swarmed us might not be able to pick both of our families before his 'Qi' is exhausted?

Grandpa, why do you use such a toughest tone and say such cowardly words? !

Wang Bing was a little doubtful about life.

At the same time, in the wing room of Tianshi Mansion.

Su Mo stared at Lu Jin in front of him.

Lu Jin also looked at Su Mo.

This situation has been going on for a long time.

"I didn't expect that a genius would reappear in Maoshan inland!"

Lu Jin sighed, with relief in his eyes, as if he was looking at his own children and nephews.

Su Mo

One thing to say, if I was really just a junior, I should really be flattered and even a little excited now.

Who wouldn't be happy to have such a big backer out of thin air?

but now--

Looking at the boy who was beaten by me before, he now has such an expression. The feeling now is weird~

"I heard that you beat that boy Wang Bing, and it was a good fight. Haha, if Fatty Wang gives you trouble, just come to me!" Lu Jin laughed and seemed very happy.

Lu Jin has always disliked Wang Ai's grandson.

It's just that you can't take care of the other party. That would be too much bullying.

Now that someone is teaching him a lesson, it's an old friend, which is naturally very good in Lu Jin's opinion.

"Thank you, Mr. Lu."

After a moment of silence, Su Mo still didn't call out the word 'senior'.

Mainly to save face.

"I came to see Mr. Lu this time mainly because I have two things I want to ask Mr. Lu."

Su Mo looked at Lu Jin with burning eyes.

Lu Jin's expression also became much more serious.

"Tell me."

"Why did I, Mao Shan, leave Hong Kong Island back then? What happened to Zheng Zibu back then!"

"Boom~"

At the Luotian Dajiao site, lightning and thunder began inexplicably in the sky.

"This damn weather is going to change!"

Shen Chong, disguised as a middle-aged man, looked up at the thunder in the sky, and some bad memories came to his mind.

Then Shen Chong shook his head. As long as he was still in Longhu Mountain, he would have a chance to meet him.

Last time it was just me, but this time Quan Xing almost took action, and there was even an unfathomable 'new leader'.

It can be said that this time's comprehensiveness is full of configurations. Even if the Heavenly Master attacks people like himself, he can escape unscathed!

Confident!

Just a Su Mo.

What's more, I and others just grabbed the 'key' and ran away.

The Heavenly Master may not necessarily kill people like himself!

"Damn, it's going to rain again, I just did my hair style!"

Next to Shen Chong, an ordinary middle-aged man couldn't help cursing.

The old man looks ordinary and wears rustic clothes, but his beautiful hairstyle is extremely trendy.

This weird outfit attracted a lot of attention from people around.

Shen Chong stroked his forehead.

At that time, Gong Qing said that he hired a group of people from the Blood Lotus Sect to come and help.

I am very happy!

Blood Lotus Sect!

This thing is the largest evil organization in the whole of Daxia, even more evil than Quan Xing.

Quan Xing is a piece of loose sand and can do whatever they want. People like the Blood Lotus Sect are crazy people who are keen on making money. As long as they have money, they will do anything.

The kind with no bottom line or lower limit.

This organization is quite high-end, at least in Shen Chong's opinion.

As a result, Protector Zuo came first——

That's it?

Are you one of those with ugly hairdos?

Then Shen Chong looked at the many contestants below.

At this moment, many players in the thirty-two arenas also frowned and looked at the sky.

"Weather forecast. No rain today?"

Wang Ye stretched out his palm and was a little confused.

I don’t know whether the weather forecast is accurate, but it’s not raining at all!

"Who knows, maybe God has a seizure!"

"Dong~"

Accompanied by a gong that resounded throughout the entire venue.

"The competition among the top 32 begins. The last person left in each arena will advance to the top 32!"

The next moment, all the monks on the thirty-two arenas attacked the people around them almost at the same time.

Wang Ye moved around and moved his Tai Chi freely and with indescribable grace.

Zhang Chulan quietly retreated behind everyone.

The bruised and swollen Wang Bing laughed wildly and struck without mercy.

At this moment, it seemed that a big curtain was opening.

The sorcerer frantically casts spells.

The Talisman Master sets various buffing spells on himself first.

It was extremely intense for a while.

At the same time, Su Mo's expression in the living room was very ugly.

"That's probably all I know!"

Lu Jin sighed, looking a little forlorn.

"It's a pity that you didn't have time to attend the Luotian Festival, otherwise you might have had those opportunities, but you are a descendant of Maoshan, and I should have passed on this Heavenly Silk to you.

With this Tongtian Ru, even if you don’t participate in the Luotian Festival, there is still a chance! "

Lu Jin looked at Su Mo with complicated eyes.

The Tongtian Urn was originally given to him by Zheng Zibu, so passing it on to the descendants of Maoshan can be regarded as returning it to its original owner.

"No!"

"Ah, these are the Eight Magic Skills. You kid may not know that these are the Eight Magic Skills -"

"Eight magical skills?"

Su Mo turned around and gently opened the door. The gray-white clouds that had been thundering above Su Mo outside the house had completely turned into jet black.

Full of violence!

"Just playing house~"

"Da~"

As Su Mo left, Lu Jin was stunned on the spot.

play house?

Such a familiar word!

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